This ball-sucking break
Hellooooooo. So I hate hate hate not updating people on my life. At the same time, everytime something good happens, I'm afraid to type about it, because I'm afraid I'll jinx myself. Well...good news for you...sort of. This break has SUCKED DIRTY BALLS. Nothing to jinx...yayyy!!(?)
I started the break with a certain "diet" in mind. I was going to drink a full bottle of water every hour on the hour (as long as I'm awake), join a gym, but eat whatever the fuck I wanted. Well, I tried the water bottle thing for two days. I peed like a racehorse, maybe lost a pound or two, but I was like nuh-uh. I was beginning to hate water. Although that was three weeks ago, so maybe I'll be a dumbass and try it again before I go back to school. Actually...that's only a week, so nevermind. As far as the gym goes, I was planning on joining either December 26-30 or January 2-7. Well, I procrastinated and planned on doing it during the January part. What happens? I get pink eye. Gorgeous. Well, at least I got it before I tried for a membership as opposed to if I spent the money for a month and wouldn't be able to use it. Even better: at least I didn't have it during New Year's.
I only saw three-and-a-half people this break. On the bright side, I did see my friend I went to high school with, Candice, on New Year's. I wouldn't say New Year's was fantastic, but it wasn't a complete disaster either. I met up with Candice, her co-worker Diana, Diana's boyfriend (I forgot his name), and Diana's friend Stephanie. It was $27 at this place for free food and open bar until midnight. Not too shabby. I got to wear this dress that I bought at Charlotte Russe for $17.50 (yay after-Christmas sales). Anyway, the dance floor was completely empty most of the night. There was only one creepy dude on it and he was walking to the beat of the music. The dance floor improved a tiny bit before 1 and these two girls pulled Candice and me onto the floor and got us dancing. I can't explain, but it was really funny to the point where I was hysterically laughing. One of them had b.o. though. Then all of these young'ns poured in at like 1:30, so I called my buddy Dan, he picked me up at 2:30, we got food at 711, and I watched the Futurama movie with him.
I saw family over the break, too:
I've been eating a shitload of tangerines this break. I just had 6 two hours ago and I'm probably going to have another batch in a few minutes.
I'm going to Mohegan Sun again on January 19th to see another preliminary of World's Strongest Man. I'm quite excited. I want to take pictures with a bunch of them again. Plus I'm facebook buddies with Terry Hollands (England) and Svend Karlsen (Norway). Terry's cool, we sent a few messages back and forth already and he told me to give him a shout at the arena. Mariusz Pudzianowski (Poland) isn't on facebook...booo...he has a very nice body. He looks like a life-sized action figure.
I could type more, but I'm getting antsy.
Oh, and sorry that I didn't put everything into an LJ cut. I'm a hypocrite. Then again, I barely update anymore, so you should be reading this (boring) entry...haha.
I started the break with a certain "diet" in mind. I was going to drink a full bottle of water every hour on the hour (as long as I'm awake), join a gym, but eat whatever the fuck I wanted. Well, I tried the water bottle thing for two days. I peed like a racehorse, maybe lost a pound or two, but I was like nuh-uh. I was beginning to hate water. Although that was three weeks ago, so maybe I'll be a dumbass and try it again before I go back to school. Actually...that's only a week, so nevermind. As far as the gym goes, I was planning on joining either December 26-30 or January 2-7. Well, I procrastinated and planned on doing it during the January part. What happens? I get pink eye. Gorgeous. Well, at least I got it before I tried for a membership as opposed to if I spent the money for a month and wouldn't be able to use it. Even better: at least I didn't have it during New Year's.
I only saw three-and-a-half people this break. On the bright side, I did see my friend I went to high school with, Candice, on New Year's. I wouldn't say New Year's was fantastic, but it wasn't a complete disaster either. I met up with Candice, her co-worker Diana, Diana's boyfriend (I forgot his name), and Diana's friend Stephanie. It was $27 at this place for free food and open bar until midnight. Not too shabby. I got to wear this dress that I bought at Charlotte Russe for $17.50 (yay after-Christmas sales). Anyway, the dance floor was completely empty most of the night. There was only one creepy dude on it and he was walking to the beat of the music. The dance floor improved a tiny bit before 1 and these two girls pulled Candice and me onto the floor and got us dancing. I can't explain, but it was really funny to the point where I was hysterically laughing. One of them had b.o. though. Then all of these young'ns poured in at like 1:30, so I called my buddy Dan, he picked me up at 2:30, we got food at 711, and I watched the Futurama movie with him.
I saw family over the break, too:
- I saw my father's parents, Grandma Mindy and Grandpa Larry.
- Grandma Mindy is awesome. First of all, she's a GILF. She's pretty chic for her age and you could tell she was the shit when she was our age.
- Grandma Mindy's real name is Sandra, but her Hebrew name is Mindl (I know I spelt that wrong) and her older brother called her Mindy when they were both very young. She grew up with it.
- What I never knew is that Grandpa Larry's real name is Leon. His parents just happened to start calling him Larry, he liked that name better, so when he went to school, he kept that name, and his marriage license even says Larry. Why would he like Larry better? Leon is a kickass name. He hasn't been called Leon since he was 7 though.
- Anyway, Grandpa Larry's very loving, but he repeats the same jokes every time I see him, and he's always complaining about how 20 million illegal "Hispanics" are coming into America each year and we'll all be speaking Spanish in 10 years (which he's been telling me for over 10 years now).
- I also happened to see my Uncle Alfred while I was visiting. He's getting remarried in August. It'll be the first wedding I ever attend...woot!
- I also saw my mother's parents, Grandma Eva and Grandpa Martin.
- Hmm, I could also tell you a story about Grandpa Martin's name, but that's for another day.
- Grandpa Martin's a wiseass. I used to hate him when I was little, but now I find him hilarious. He's legally blind now due to not taking care of his Diabetes early on(yearssss ago), so he doesn't realize that I see him smirking when he is being a wiseass.
- Grandma Eva was talking about how lucky Grandma Mindy and Grandpa Larry were to be living in a senior community that had a local club house where people could play cards and watch movies together. I asked her why she didn't ever go to her local senior center and play bingo or something. She said she can't go anywhere because Grandpa Martin can't see. It's partially true, but it still concerned my mother and me. She doesn't like going anywhere without him. What's going to happen when (knock on wood) he's gone? :(
I've been eating a shitload of tangerines this break. I just had 6 two hours ago and I'm probably going to have another batch in a few minutes.
I'm going to Mohegan Sun again on January 19th to see another preliminary of World's Strongest Man. I'm quite excited. I want to take pictures with a bunch of them again. Plus I'm facebook buddies with Terry Hollands (England) and Svend Karlsen (Norway). Terry's cool, we sent a few messages back and forth already and he told me to give him a shout at the arena. Mariusz Pudzianowski (Poland) isn't on facebook...booo...he has a very nice body. He looks like a life-sized action figure.
I could type more, but I'm getting antsy.
Oh, and sorry that I didn't put everything into an LJ cut. I'm a hypocrite. Then again, I barely update anymore, so you should be reading this (boring) entry...haha.