February 2009
21 posts
friday fill-in, with a twist
How does this happen:
(In case you can’t read the text:1. I’m beautiful, I’m stressed, I need sleep.2. Why do I have 2 jobs and not enough money to buy what I really want?3. How does this real-life stuff work, anyway?4. Every morning I put shoes on my feet (Although they scream in agony every time I do. Pleas let spring come soon!).5. I consider myself lucky because I might go...
5 senses
List 4 things you love, and one thing you hate, for each category. Then tag 5 people; leave them a note on their blog so they know. Also, let the person who tagged you know when you post yours.
Smell:
1. Fresh cut grass
2. rain
3. slicing certain meats at the deli
4. dinner in the oven
5. Hate: burnt dinner in the oven
Touch:
1. grass beneath my feet
2. my soft blanket/bed
3. my laptop
4. human...
Guess what?
I’m a virus! Google says so:
Rating
I don’t know what’s up with some of my friends blogs, but this is:
starting over
Yesterday apple released Safari 4 beta. I heard about it through twitter, and decided since I am basically an apple fanboy, I should check it out.
It does look a lot like Chrome. Yet, it’s still Safari. Which is not bad. I decided to use it solely yesterday, quitting firefox and even removing it from my dock (gasp!)
The result? I love it. The best thing is, it has none of my bookmarks. And...
insane
I am insane. No, really. I might actually be able to prove it this time.
You see, last week I got a little sick. As in, I had about 4 sores in my mouth, a sore throat, and a runny nose. I didn’t really want to eat anything. Was not fun. So, on Friday I called in sick to my custodial job, because on friday’s we only work half the time and watch a movie for the other hour and a half...
I'm sick. Ugh.
1. Give me good food and I’ll love you forever.
2. Whenever I get sick, I am reminded of how much I really hate being sick.
3. I wish I could sleep the rest of the day and not feel guilty.
4. Um, this tomato soup I’m eating now was the last thing I ate that was utterly delicious. (hey, I don’t really remember anything past yesterday, and this tastes better than anything I had...
I like to...
So, a few friends have done this. Unfortunatly, it doesn’t quite work with yellow m&m, or even accountingchick. So, for your pleasure, I have used my real name, and substituted. Here we go.
1. yellow m&m likes to dink
(um….)
2. yellow m&m likes to walk in the woods
(this is true)
3. yellow m&m likes to ROCK
(depending on your definition of rock)
4. yellow m&m likes...
Hello, my name is yellow m&m...
‘nuff said.
hey!
I actually have a minute, so I’m going to post something! Yay!
The weekend was really fun. Three days. No school. No work. Amazing.
I always love Saturdays since I’m able to sleep in. So nice, after a week of early mornings.
I woke up, and helped my mother get ready for a family luncheon that we were having. With my experience with working in the Deli, I was able to put together a...
200!
I really didn’t think I’d be here so soon. 100 is something, but 200? That’s a lot.
I really don’t know what to do for this. Apparently I’m really bad at giveaways. Like, I never actually give it away. Whoops.
I don’t want to find 200 of anything to post here, and I doubt you want to read/look at 20o of anything.
So, instead, it’ll be choose your own...
goodbye sleep
You see, I like to procrastinate. Probably a bit more than I should. I think it’s a common problem on college campuses. I’ve usually been okay with this. I procrastinate a bit, but work hard and get everything done so I can turn it into class. Sometimes it’s not 100%, but I don’t worry about that, I’m pretty sure everyone knows college students procrastinate as much...
love
I have had a startling revelation: I don’t feel loved.
Now, don’t get me wrong: I know there are numerous people out there who love me: family, friends, that one random kid I just gave ice cream to, etc. But I don’t feel it.
That’s really my problem: touch. If you’ve meet me, you most likely know I’m a touchy-feely person. If I know you, I’m not afraid...
trust
Imagine a child. She’s going to school. But, she doesn’t understand. “Why do I have to go?” she asks. “It’s hard, and some of the other students don’t like me.”
“It’s okay”, her father replies. “I will be here for you when you get back. It’s for your own good. It’s hard, but in the end it’s worth...
what's love got to do with it?
So, tiburon at sharkbait tagged everyone with this meme, so I decided to join in the fun!
Since Valentines Day is this Saturday and love is in the air - I am supposed to list the 25 things that I love to hate:
no outlets when my battery is dying on my computer/cell phone/ipod people giving me dirty looks people not doing their own dishes tests not being able to enjoy the weather not having...
fun + pictures!
So, I can’t really say I’ve had loads of fun these past few days. In fact, I just got done taking a test (yay!). That was not the funnest thing ever. But, this past weekend I did participate in some activities that could be considered by some (myself included) to be enjoyable. Of course, I took pictures. I do that a lot lately. I love my camera. A lot. (side note: some of these...
again?
1. Please don’t tell me it’s my fault.
2. Can you be my friend in the morning?
3. The color green makes me want to dance in the rain.
4. I have a craving for spending money. Like buying another iPod, more music, etc.
5. If my life had a pause button, I’d pause it now and sleep.
6. Eyes are the coolest. Really.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to...
that "25 things" tag
So, I didn’t actually think I’d get tagged for this. I had heard about it on twitter (yes, on twitter, not facebook), but I didn’t really think that 1 - my friends would do it or 2 - I’d get tagged with it. Guess I was wrong on both counts. Since I’ve never done a note on facebook, why start now? I’ll just do it now, and not have to tag anyone (unless you want...
I'm still here
Don’t worry, I’m not acutally running away. Yet.
There is one thing I’m sure of: something’s coming. I don’t know when, and I don’t know what, but there is change coming to my life. After this semester ends, my future is a big bank of fog. I could go to Wales. I could go on a mission. I could just work all summer. I could go to New York. There are many paths...
my life...
…is being described on the radio. Seriously, every time I turn on the radio I hear a song that describes some aspect of my life right now. Am I that cliche? I don’t really get it.
Here’s hoping for some change!
I want to run away
So, I was going to wait until I could upload my pictures to blog, but I don’t really know where my cord went, and since I’m procrastinating anyway, I thought I’d say something about my weekend.
Saturday was fun. Kind of. I went to work at 9:30 am, and by my estimates, fried about 1,000 hot dogs. That’s right, we deep fat fried them. Macey’s was selling them for 10...
