Tuesday, December 06, 2005


This is my final blog!
Semester is almost over!
You are going to amazing with everything.
Kick the cancer's ass!!!
Thanks for a great class!

Tuesday, November 29, 2005


So my boyfriend and I broke up like two weeks ago and I have already met some very awesome people. Last night, we went to Sidebar and started drinking. The guys were telling me that I had to drink as much as they did because I was "one of the guys". Now usually I like being in that catagory, but not last night. Or should I say not this morning. Bad news. Big hangover. Why is it that we give in to peer pressure so easily? Seriously...drinking as much as I did last night is not all it's cracked up to be. Sure it makes it easier to talk to guys, but it also put me in a jeopardizing position. The guy I'm "talking" to or whatever you want to call it was WASTED. Man! He was so gone. Not very attractive honey. I am not an "easy" girl by any means but man this guy is great. I do like him.... a lot. That's why I had to stop everything before it went too far. I had to play it cool and be one of the guys so he didn't think I was being dramatic. I swear.... girls never win!!!

Sunday, November 06, 2005


I don't know why people try to be something they aren't. Like if I a person runs one or two marathons a year... they aren't marathon runners. They have participated in them, yes. But a true runner is involved in many more. I don't like when people say they are a volunteer worker when they have done it once or twice a year. I don't like when people lie about their grades to make themselves seem smarter. I also think it's sad when people are so hung up on something that will never happen, yet it's all they live for. Be realistic. This is college. you are supposed to go out and get drunk, and not remember it sometimes. You are supposed to hug the toilet every now and then. I promise, more people will understand you. If you are stuck up or a liar and a bitch... you'll lose friends left and right!

Wednesday, November 02, 2005


I was watching the news last night and breaking news came across that a man had been shot and killed. I looked at the TV and jumped up in excitement. I knew where they were! They were down the street from my high school. I 'm from Dallas. Not Plano, or somewhere around there, but DALLAS. I don't know why I was so proud to say that the gas station was where they sold my cigarettes to me as a minor. I just thought it was weird how someone can be so proud that they know where someone was shot. I am not a morbid person, I just thought it was kind of weird. Oh! And I have been having nightmares about Bamboozled.

Monday, October 31, 2005


YEA! It's Halloween! I went to such a fun party Saturday night and managed to drink a bit too much. maybe I shouldn't have downed the margaritas but DAMN they were good. I think Halloween is a night for slutty girls to wear even less clothing than they normally do (which isn't much) and say they can just because it's Halloween. My boyfriend and i went as pirates. We were damn cute pirates too. I think it's so trashy when girls show up wearing a scrap piece of cloth and then bitch that their skirt doesn't cover their ass. I aslo think it's sad when people think they are too cool or too old to dress up. For real.... try to have fun. And if you weren't at the party i was at Saturday, then you most likely didn't have as much fun as we did!

Monday, October 24, 2005

Another Hurricane?

So this morning the weatherman made a joke about all the major hurricanes having women names. He poked fun that women always find a way to be destructive. Maybe he's a bitter old man, or has been hurt by a woman, but there are some of us out there that are total bitches. I also think it's weird that he said our newest storm, Alpha, has a suggestively woman's name. Whatever! Just because it ends in an "A", or am I missing something here? Eh... I think the world is falling apart and noone is telling me!

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Eye Candy

So I was sitting in class when these two football players sit behind me and start talking. I know I have two classes with each of them, but I don't know them very well. One tells me I am his eye candy. The other goes on to agree that I am the reason he comes to class. Ok. CREEPY! They were talking to eachother like I wasn't sitting right in front of them. I know if my boyfriend had been there, those guys would've been beaten so severely they would no longer be saying those things. I don't like being treated like a piece of meat...or candy...or any other object. It's not flattering. Do I need to wear sweatpants and roll out of bed in the morning without doing my makeup to be treated normally? The only person I want talking to me like that is boyfriend. We have the best/most odd relationship ever. But I love it.