Randomness...
So, there's a song that's been attacking the air waves of this University, via too loud stereos stuck out of guy's windows, and random people singing it. After much resistance, it's stuck in my head; I'm in Love with a Stripper. I don't even know who sings this, but I can't stop singing it in my head (I refuse to sing it out loud since I, personally, am NOT in love with a stripper).
Moving on....Spring Break is upon me. I'm staying in Quincy tonight, and I'll go home tomorrow, just b/c I know that I need to clean my room before I go. Plus, this way I can have another girl's night with KT (sadly, Martha left on the train this morning so that she could get to Chicago and catch her flight out to Mexico. I wish my home was somewhere exotic and tanning!). For me, break will consist of homework, more homework, hopefully some volunteer work, and maybe a little drinking. In that order. Don't be jealous of my hott plans, now.
I had a dream that involved me picking out random snacks at some weird gas station (that also mixed custom paint colors and let you name them...some guy put my name on his paint color...awww), and many of you made cameo appearances. I think a couple of my sisters (can't remember whom....maybe KT and someone else? Martha would be the logical choice, but I think it was another sister that's from the States) showed up, because I was taking too long (typical me) looking for what I wanted. Mind you, I drove there alone, and then all of a sudden, we were in a car caravan that I was holding up. Then Rob and Boy (AKA Tart) picked out some gas station delicacies with me. (That endeavor involved us all laying down on the floor on our bellies and me jamming my hand into a machine that looked like a weird pop machine, but it was holding bags of some sort of sweet-sour candy, and since I had the smallest hands, it was my job to get blue bags out, since that was the preferred flavor.) As we were doing so, some guy wandered in, wanted something that they didn't have, and then he said he was gonna blow the place up. But wait, it gets better. As he's walking out, he's muttering things about what food he wants, and it's clear that he's got the munchies. So, I lean over to Rob and say, "that guy's high. I knew he was drunk, but what he was just saying makes it obvious that he's high. Weirdo." Rob just laughed and agreed.
I wanna bake something today. I'll see if KT wants to go to the store with me and we'll decide what to make. Or maybe I'll make dinner AND bake. Who knows....I'm gettin' a little crazy here!
Much Love. <3
Moving on....Spring Break is upon me. I'm staying in Quincy tonight, and I'll go home tomorrow, just b/c I know that I need to clean my room before I go. Plus, this way I can have another girl's night with KT (sadly, Martha left on the train this morning so that she could get to Chicago and catch her flight out to Mexico. I wish my home was somewhere exotic and tanning!). For me, break will consist of homework, more homework, hopefully some volunteer work, and maybe a little drinking. In that order. Don't be jealous of my hott plans, now.
I had a dream that involved me picking out random snacks at some weird gas station (that also mixed custom paint colors and let you name them...some guy put my name on his paint color...awww), and many of you made cameo appearances. I think a couple of my sisters (can't remember whom....maybe KT and someone else? Martha would be the logical choice, but I think it was another sister that's from the States) showed up, because I was taking too long (typical me) looking for what I wanted. Mind you, I drove there alone, and then all of a sudden, we were in a car caravan that I was holding up. Then Rob and Boy (AKA Tart) picked out some gas station delicacies with me. (That endeavor involved us all laying down on the floor on our bellies and me jamming my hand into a machine that looked like a weird pop machine, but it was holding bags of some sort of sweet-sour candy, and since I had the smallest hands, it was my job to get blue bags out, since that was the preferred flavor.) As we were doing so, some guy wandered in, wanted something that they didn't have, and then he said he was gonna blow the place up. But wait, it gets better. As he's walking out, he's muttering things about what food he wants, and it's clear that he's got the munchies. So, I lean over to Rob and say, "that guy's high. I knew he was drunk, but what he was just saying makes it obvious that he's high. Weirdo." Rob just laughed and agreed.
I wanna bake something today. I'll see if KT wants to go to the store with me and we'll decide what to make. Or maybe I'll make dinner AND bake. Who knows....I'm gettin' a little crazy here!
Much Love. <3