Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The sound of rain is gorgeous. Especially on a tin roof. Or metal. Is tin metal? Oh my.

This is a picture of a feisty little reindeer who refuses to wear clothes but requests makeup. She doesnt care about toys and dolls (yet) but loves hair and mascara and painted nails. The statement on her shirt is pretty much her life story.

I'm angry at the popular kids in school. The snotty chubi bloggers who think they are all that. I am unsubscribing. Today. Well not today b/c I dont have internet. Even on my phone. I used it all up logging onto Stalkbook. I made that up. Dont steal it. But use it.

I do love Christmastime and baked goods. And family. And every other cheesy aspect of the holiday. I love Jesus. I dont believe in Christmas cards but I love receiving them (im starting a new tradition of St Patricks Day cards. How much fun will that be? Surprise! A letter in the mail thats NOT a bill. Or spam. Wait,thats called junk mail right?
Anyway, if I dont talk to ya, Merry Christmas!!!

Saturday, December 11, 2010

The decorations were glitzy and super annoying. The food was amazing and really super tasty. All for this: (see image below)

We had super ugly sweaters from the DAV Thrift Store (Disabled Veterans), tacky tablecloths from the Dollar Tree, and even shabbier miscellaneous decorations from Goodwill. The location was perfect. Mariah's home in Prescott Valley was decked out to the max with a mixture of beautiful and bold. Lights and bows and streamers everywhere. It was my birthday and I spent the whole day preparing for the awesomeness to come.

It was around 6:00 when no one showed up. And everyone started calling. "I am too tired", "I have to wash my hair", "My dog ate it", were just some of the excuses as to why people couldn't come LAST MINUTE to this extravaganza.

The few that were loyal and did say they were coming are on my list. The good list. Those who didn't, are on the naughty. Those that RSVP'd that they couldn't come are on the good list too. Because at least they can read. And follow directions. And be nice.

We decided to cancel the whole thing.

I was irate. Still am actually. Both M and I feel like taking our freakin' awesome goody bags and shoving them in peoples faces thanking them for NOT coming to our party. I bet you wonder what's inside of them. Well, I'll never tell. I still haven't decided what I am going to do with the millions of dollars worth of stuff that I already removed the tags from. Yeah. Awesome.

But let's not forget the $100 in food. Or the $150 in decorations. Ew. So mad.

I'm not asking for a pity party here, cause I'm already having one and frankly, I'm tired of planning them (parties). I am just asking for an explanation as to why people (especially my people) can't get their crap together when it comes to parties and RSVP'ing. If you knew you weren't coming, why did I have to call you to find out? Or, if you really just wanted to go to that theme park instead of our party, why didn't you say so? OR, if you knew you were going to vomit, why couldn't you have just done so? (just kidding sis).

I pretty much just want to be angry right now. I don't even need validation because I'm pretty sure I'm right about all my feelings and opinions. Don't forget that it was my birthday yesterday. lol.

The GOOD news is that we already had a babysitter. So we decided to go see The Tourist. I LOVED it!  If you do decide to see it, don't expect tons of action (either kind) but do expect to laugh. Johnny Depp is fantastic. I thought for sure that I just loved him as Jack Sparrow but I now can claim that I love him outside of that role as well. All because of this one.
And seriously? What should I do with the gift bags?

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

That's for you sis.

I'm armed with my shea butter socks and a "fistpumping like champs" t-shirt. What else do I need to survive this night? This week? Nothing!!!

I read this article about how Superwoman won't be made into a movie anytime soon because she doesn't have a hometown? Say what? That's effing ridiculous.

Also, the guy in the cubicle in front of me is chewing. As in, chewing tobacco. In a very public place. It sort of makes me vomit in my mouth a little.

Uh oh. The random blogness is coming on.

I pretty much hate and love everyone right now. I joined on the Facebook numbers game bandwagon tonight. The one where people message you a number and you write something to them on your wall. It's all private but public. Crazy huh? The thing is, what if I get a number from someone I hate? I suppose I be honest with them right?

Like to one person I would say: Your girlfriend is a ho and you should stop dating her. And to another I would say: You said you were too busy for me, but not too busy for secret lunches with our friends?

Oooh. A little bitterness there. I don't know if I should delve into that topic now, or save it for later? It's really concerning friendship. I started another post about this. Ghost of Girlfriends Past. As in, the female friends. Not lesbian relationships.

I have this friend, a best one of sorts. Her and I hit it off when we first met. We became pretty close and made lots of memories in a short period of time. And then I feel like I wasn't able to be what she wanted me to be. And I think she couldn't accept that. And so she broke up with me. As in, told me we needed to take a break. Which I get. I get that sometimes it's necessary. So I gave her the time she needed and told her I would be ready when she wanted to talk. I feel like it's just never come. So I texted her (more than one time) and asked that we talk sometime.  I didn't get a response so then texted her and asked her if she wasn't going to respond to please let me know that too. All with smiley faces. Because I didn't want to seem like a beeyotch. So then I get this response that she is really busy these days and that when she isn't busy THEN we can talk.

I guess she is really busy. Because it's been 5 days. It makes me more sad than anything because I know about a secret lunch between her and 2 of my other friends. I sort of wish I just wouldn't have gotten a response. The whole "I'm too busy for you now" thing hurt more than a non-response I think. I suppose I just miss a deep friendship connection thing which I have with a lot of people, but it's just a little different with her I guess. That probably sounds super weird, and maybe stalkerish, but whatev.

I only have like 2 (or 4 or 6) more quizzes in math and then I am done! Whoo hoo! I like math, but it's hard. I hope I can take Anatomy and Physiology next. I'm trying to convince my friend TBC to take it with me, because it would be fun to study, but she has like 21 brothers and sisters and like half of them are getting married next semester. I might wait, and in the meantime take Chem or Statistics or something. Did I tell you I am going to be a Physician's Assistant when I grow up? So that's why I wanna start taking the prereqs now. I can't even spell that word. Prerequisites? Ugh. Maybe I should take English first. But for now, I'll finish math.