i need to go all the way Veagan with danielle (that was not made to be a lesbian joke). i just weighed myself on the packaging scale in the back warehouse and those 2 1/2 extra lbs flashing, "stop stuffing your face or you will have cellulite on your earlobes" did not go over well with me. i think tonight after BSF ill go down to the rio rancho gym and run my little fanny off. every monday i workout at that location and each time i walk in the same big black guy who works at the front desk, smells like chicken and noodles. the first time it smelled good but every monday? come on now! put some variety in your diet! well im not one to talk because almost every single day i consume at least one PB&J..if not PB&J it's a PB. wow, i am being a total girl right now talking about what i eat and what others have to eat...who cares! its funny because i almost found myself doing that to chance last night. i was tempted to tell him..no wait! scratch that i did tell him what i had to eat!! hahahah it was a donut and chips and i called myself a fatty afterwards! then he gave me the typical guy look.. you know the one that is suppose to reassure any girl (total heifer or petite) that she is indeed crazy and not fat.. even if she is. :) thanks chance.

ouchy

so i totally pulled out my back today getting two boxes of 430 cream cleanser for a customer who only wanted one box. i was walking up to the front with the second box when she said, "oh nevermind i only want one case." my lips must have turned into a huge frown and she must have seen my unsteady shaky arms holding the box because after she looked at me she said, "oh sweetie im sorry."

i have to pee so bad right now but i am refusing to go because i feel as tho peeing is a hassle. well it's a hassle for me today because i have been drinking water all morning. i just drank a strawnana berry smoothie too. now im so full im busting out of my pants. these pants along with the rest of my outfit are absolutely ridiculous. each item is pretty cute on its' own but all together in the ensemble im wearing is a greyed out mess; grey pregnant lady shirt with a subtle bleach stain, grey denim jeans rolled up and silver sparkly flip flops. i look like a rain cloud or a dusty tornado.

the gore that comes with the university

oh man do i feel relaxed
i skipped out on 8am communication class and spent the time sleeping in and getting ready for my astro test, which lets face it i ACED!! jk I'm not sure if aced is the correct word to use, but i think i did pretty well. this whole "study" thing kinda pays off :) we must have a good teacher because the entire class finished with and hour to spare. with more leisurely time, I'm sitting in Zimmerman library where i just attempted to finish my mathxl quiz but apparently these computers do not have mathxl installed...
I'm kind of glad because now i don't have to feel guilty for catching up on Danielle's blogs and writing my own personal piece.
my next class is not for another 20 minutes. on my way ill probably run into Kevin and joke about rap music and make fun of his mom car and then its off to finish my stab wound for stage makeup class. the wound is a good size gash that looks like it could use about 35 stitches. today we finish the gelatin mold and get to decorate with BLOOD! < class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Danielle Rae ill teach you...

GrEeN aPpLe PrInCeSs

i stopped by defined to buy a redline princess before i went to make the bank deposit.
i asked Jesse what the difference between redline princess' and redline xtreme and he said, "the amount of crack." apparently princess has more "crack" in it than xtreme because of extra fat burners...FAT BURNERS! ILL TAKE IT!
with my employee discount the stupid mood altering drink cost me $3.50... that's like a Starbucks!
i basically overpaid to have shaky hands and rapid eye movement...

Girl with The Sweet Bird Earrings

so today i walk into Regan or Reyon or maybe it was Raymond lecture hall...who cares at least i made it to the right class. i walk in and the place is packed and the only open seats are right in the very center of the row. i don't understand why people can't be courteous and move in toward the middle leaving the isle seats open for us individuals who don't get there 30 minutes early. I would love to get to class and just plop into an isle seat rather than squeeze by 4,500 students and say excuse me until my tongue wants to fall off.
anyway after about fifteen minutes of my, obviously nervous first year astronomy teacher, going over the syllabus i start to look around and i come to the conclusion that i know absolutely no one in this 500 person class. im talking no body, not even a "hey that guy sat across from me in english my freshman year of high school."
i start to stare forward and i notice the girl directly in front of me has on the coolest earrings. (brass hoops with a brass sparrow like bird at the bottom) the earring girl slowly turns her head to the left to, i assume pop her neck to try and wake up from our teacher's boring lecture. as she turns i realize it's Simone from the gym! the single person i know in this giant lecture hall is sitting in front of me!! :) amazing.
after i tapped her on the shoulder to say hello we then proceeded to continue to block out our teacher and have a conversation of our own. rude i know...but i had a friend i couldn't pass up :)

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silly silly days lately!

tonight is youth night and Joe encouraged Brittany and i to start hanging out with one of the youth girls outside of Wednesday night service. i chose Paige because she is so adorable and fun to be around. the plan is just to call and check in on her and maybe take her out for coffee or just do something random. well I've decided Paige hates me :( i write her on myspace and text her just to say hi and no response! last week i called her to see if she needed a ride to service and instead of calling me back she called Hannah...
Brittany and i joked about stalking her and forcing her hang out with me. lol

oh speaking of last week...
when i saw Hannah at youth i loved her hair cut and i asked her if i could copy her. she told me," go to style America and ask Vicki to cut your hair in a shag." she should have said, "go to style America and wait 35 minutes to get your hair butchered by the crazy obnoxious lady named Vicki, who will try and force you to buy every hair product known to man."
needless to say my lovely, adoring, bridezilla of a sister, saw me and pointed out that Vicki had given me a beautiful mullet. she will probably force me to where my hair in an up do for her wedding so i am not the embarrassment of the family. < thanks sister :-)