Now I feel guilty

I was looking through my archives, just for the fun of it, when I realized something:
There were THREE Mays. THREE Junes. THREE Julys.
That means that I've been blogging for over 2 years.
But I missed my second bloggiversary.
Oh, the shame!


How do I make it up to IMJ? Do I buy it flowers? Candy? Do I type sweet sweet words of love and admiration. I guess selling the children wouldn't be a good idea, right now. Buying back the first batch might work....

Yeah. Happy Second Anniversary to me, three months late.

yippee kai yai yai!

Went to the ob/gyn today. Said I might have bunches of little ovarian cysts. Pleasant. They also said that's not what's causing my stomach problems. So that sucks. But the treatment for the cysts (if I, in fact, have them) is birth control. Yeah. My dad was happy to hear that.

But they took my blood. Like, four whole tubes. And the nurse kept dropping them. But she was nice, so I didn't complain. What fun.

And then we went to Longhorn's and I got me a steak. I only ate half though. I licked the other half to punish anyone else who eats it except for me. I also tried a bit of my dad's watermelon margarita. Holy crap, it was good. It wasn't overly sweet. It tasted like a jolly rancher. Yummy. I also talked to Grambee about my birthday plans. She said she'd get me some boots. So I'm ecstatic. I told her my friends are getting me a Nixon mask (*wink, wink*). She asked me why I liked him so much. I told her it was because I wanted to sex him up. She's a funny girl, that grandmother of mine.

Monday we're going to Whitewater, which I know I won't enjoy, but I feel like I can't refuse. But whatever.

I just want to get whatever is going on in my stomach OUT. It hurts like hell and it's really affecting me. I lost 6 pounds between Monday and today because I can hardly eat.

Next week is going to suck ass.
Thank God for today. :-)

well, today was a lot better than the last time I posted, that's for sure.

I just had fun. And that's really what it's all about.

But I can say that I'll never look at a waterbottle in the same way again.

my recipe for shitty days

I’m just so…sad today. It started when I woke up at 5 in the morning because my stomach was killing me. I just couldn’t move at first. It still hurts, but not nearly as much.

Then, I’ve been waiting since then to call Kelsie and make sure that she was coming over. But when I got online, I saw that she e-mailed me that she wasn’t. She did this yesterday. So that was a pretty big downfall. Especially since I’m really stressing about my homework, and I was hoping she could show me how to do it. But you know. Whatever.

I stayed up until 12 last night reading TOaFK, because I was trying to free today up. But I guess I shouldn’t have worried. And I know it’s not her fault. But still. It’s not like this is an infrequent occurrence with my friends.

And to top it all off, it’s just a gloomy day. And I’m at the bottom of the list. Combine that with 50 million other things, including people in hospitals and just everything, and you’ve got the makings for a fairly crappy week, let alone a crappy day.

I guess I’ll go revisit dear King Arthur.

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Just to tell you how the rest of my day went: I ended up in the hospital from 10:30 to 3:00 so they could tell me they don't know what's wrong with me and I should schedule an appointment tomorrow. So that sucked. But the one time I actually saw a doctor...man alive, was that guy cute. So how's that for silver lining? :-)

see who's hangin' out

I got two kick-ass CDs today for $10. I got TimeLife's Modern Rock Collection, which includes hits from the Sex Pistols, the Ramones, Blondie, The Smiths, the Romantics, and soooo many more bands that I'm in love with. The other is songs by the Rat Pack. I'll listen to that later.

Yesterday was fun. Standi's daughter is so cute. Gracie said I was a bad influence, though. :-)

Next week we're supposed to start a day care for teachers with kids so they can do their pre-planning. I'm only contributing if we get paid like we're supposed to, though, because I'm sick of volunteering.

I read 5 chapters of TOAFK. only 92 to go!

Kelsie, seriously, we NEED to get together. I am not even kidding.

I watched SLC Punk! earlier. One line I liked: Drug seeking man:"Fuck you!" Drug dealing man:"Go fuck yourself, you'll get more pussy!"

Ha.

19 1/2

That's how many Beta hours I have. I really don't need anymore, but that's not stopping me from volunteering tomorrow. I expect I won't have to do much. A lot of sitting around. A lot more than Tuesday, that's for sure. I'm STILL sore from lifting all those boxes. And I've been having wicked headaches from the markers. But other than that, I think I'm okay.

I've been listening to really soulful music lately. Making me feel better. But I don't feel that bad when I'm not listening to it, so I don't know why I feel better listening to it. Ah, whatever. Confusing.

it eats you starting with your bottom

I think I'm getting a little better at Spanish then Johnathon and Andrew were. Which probably isn't that hard to do.

When I drove with my dad yesterday, there was a 3 hour block where he had to actually work and I was left with nothing to do. So I studied half of my Spanish words. And this morning, I looked over them again. I was amazed that I was able recordar (to remember) so much.

And then, amazed with my amazing skills, I decided to sit down and actually LOOK at my English project. Then I discovered that it isn't due until September 1st. I don't want to say that I'm going to put it off until then....but let's just play it by ear.

save the life of my child

Yesterday She woke up. Sh'es very weak, though. They won't know what happened until tomorrow, at the earliest. And then Kirstie came over to hang out with us. We decided to cheer ourselves up by reading horrible jokes. I've found a new knock knock joke that I'm in love with. So that was fun.

But I had forgotten that my dad asked me to drive him around the next day. So at !:00 am I realized that I had to be up in 6 hours, so I forced myself to go to sleep. And I woke up sleepy as hell. And my dad didn't even have to leave until 8, so I was pissed. But that all changed when I got behind the wheel.

I LOVE driving. You never know what's going to happen. And I got on the interstate for the second time. And I kept getting on and off it. Switching lanes. It was exciting. And I made sure my dad knew that the only way I'd drive him was if there was a No Yelling policy, which he only broke once when I went to turn the wrong way, so I was actually kinda happy. It was nice, though.

I just can't wait for the two months and 5 days to pass between me and my license. Oh yes.

i started a joke that started the whole world

All week I've been telling myself that I needed to post, just so I could record this and let it bear account to how relaxed I've been. I guess I'll start with everything to forget about today.

The first few days of the week were nice and relaxed. I wasn't doing much of anything, but I was happy doing nothing. Wednesday came around and Kirstie came over. We hung out with Joey for most of the night, which was surprisingly fun. Joey was in a good mood for a change, and he was pretty funny. We went out at like, 11 to rent Sin City, but then we realized that our card wouldn't work because we lost two of their movies and haven't paid the debt yet. So we called Chris and he told us to meet him at Walmart to get his card. When we got there, we decided it was really more worth it to buy the movie, so we did that. Met a lot of interesting people just waiting in line to buy it. So we got home and watched it (I LOVE that movie). We woke up the next day and played board games until Kirstie left.

Then today happened. We got a call that She was in the hospital. Not Kirstie or anything. I can't really say, though. So all day I've been worrying about Her and Her Family.

I just can't believe it.

ITALY WON!

So after we (my mom, dad, and I) finished watching Cellular for the 60th time, my dad was flipping through channels. We saw that the 77th minutes of the World Cup was on. So we sat and watched. and watched. and watched. I couldn't take my eyes off the game. Keep in mind that I haven't even really been following the cup. But it was just so...good. And I'm glad I tuned in. I got to see my Italy win! I picked them from the very beginning. Granted, that was just because I like Italy and have never even seen the team play. But still.

But did you see when Zidane went crazy and headbutted that guy? That was insane. You know his country's going to be throwing eggs at him when he gets home. But what a way to retire!

I loved the overtime. Not that either of the goalies actually BLOCKED anything. Some guy on the French team just flubbed his kick. But still, it was exciting.

VIVE ITALIA!

i smiled so much my face STILL hurts

Today was probably the funniest day I've had all summer.

Kelsie's mom, out of some random act of extemem kindness, decided to take us to Stonecrest to go see Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Adam was sitting in the back seat, looking grumpy and sneaking glimpses at us and smiling when we kept staring at him. He's so adorable! Then we got to the theater and watched the most KICK-ASS movie I've seen all summer. Yeah, it was hard to follow at first. And there were absolutely NO man chests. But Commodore Norrington came back and was BAMF, and that's all I needed, really. Plus, the new characters were really...interesting, for the most part.

After the movie, we three (me, Kelsie, and Gracie...I don't think I said that) went across to the food court in the mall and ate Chik-fil-a. We decided to eat outside, where it wasn't too hot and it was gorgeous and it was wonderful. Then we went back in the mall to look at accessories in Claire's. I got me a long, dangly pair of 4th of July earrings for $2. Kelsie got a smaller pair for only a dollar, but I like long dangly things, apparently, so I was fine. But I wish I had more cash, because there were so many nice things I would have loved to have. I was having crazy shopping frenzy. But Mama D eventually came by the store after we had promised her that we were coming out in just a second, a second that turned into 10 minutes. And then we went to Aeropostale to get a t-shirt she thought Kelsie would want. And then we left the mall, because Gracie had to be back home by 5.

The whole day was just...fantastic. It felt wonderful to just shop around and hang out with my friends, without any adults or brothers or sisters or anybody. Nobody but us. Kind of a glimpse into the future, I guess. An extremely limited view, but a view, nonetheless.

horrible jokes make me laugh for an hour

Honestly. My uncle told me one yesterday and I laughed until tears came out of my eyes. And Chance has some pretty bad ones, too. I have such a good time.

I can't believe France won. Bastards. Stupid Portugal. Now it's Italy and France. How lame is that? Whatever.

Mama D's apparently offered to take us to see POC2. Sounds like fun. I was planning on going to the midnight showing Thursday with Chris, but I'd rather see it with my friends. But the midnight showing is just so much FUN.

I have ringworm. But it doesn't have any symptoms of ringworm. But I have it. Which is weird. So we went to the doctor today. Then we went to Johnny's, and I stuffed myself with delicious tomato pizza and garlic bread. Yum. And I had some brocolli from yesterday that we took home from Bee's. Much fun.

Now I'm wondering how loud I can play "Clap Back" before my mom comes in here and yells at me.

What fun!

a glorious day indeed

Went to Zeh Grahnmuzzer's 'ouse. Saw the adorable little almost 7 year-old cousing Lucy and her hilarious father, my uncle, Gibbs, the Grecko-Roman! Lucy clung to me pretty much everywhere I went. She was cute. It started raining about an hour before the fireworks started, and we were worried they were going to cancel the show. But they didn't. When we got there, about halfway through, it started raining again. They kind of accelerated the display after that. So loud it burned my ears. But I LOVED it. Then Joey did his annual freak-out-the-innocent-people-that-walk-by gig where he threw firecrackers everywhere. The only sad thing was that my dad couldn't come because his back's going out. But we brought him back some food.

I LOVE July 4th. It's such a GOOD holiday.