Monday, February 28, 2011

Let the Record Show:

I would like to enter a few things for the record. One, BF and I watched the Oscar's last night and I loved it. I don't care what people say, Anne Hathaway did great and James Franco left something to be desired. Franco, while being a total cutie pie, managed to turn me completely off to him with his smug attitude during the entire show. Today I found out that he just didn't give a damn because he felt slighted about not being able to do a song and dance number or something. Unbelievable that one of my favorite man celebs is a total diva douche. Second thing that bothered me was that no one and I mean not even one of the winners thanked God. And that bothered me a whole shit ton. But I did love all of Anne's costume changes, even the tux, and I loved Natalie Portman's acceptance speech when she thanked her love for giving her her greatest role yet (referring to her soon to be baby. So adorable and classy.

Also let the record show this conversation:

Me: I need to get laser eye surgery.

BF: Ok, why?

Me: Well what if one day I am abducted and I lose my glasses in the struggle, and then while I am being held captive there is a knife or a gun sitting right next to me and I can't see it cause I lost my glasses. I will then die in sex slave trade because I am blind.

BF: Ok I see your point but the thing is, you are way to old for the sex trade. You are 24 that is like menopause years in the sex trade. And when they sell you to the sex trade, they start you on a heroine drip, you couldn't pick up a knife or gun if you tried and you wouldn't even care

Me: You think no one would want to abduct me and sell me to the sex trade?!!? Because have you seen this ass?! Every dirty filthy patron of the sex trade wants a piece of this.

BF: Ha we'll look into lasik this summer

Me: Thank you

So if I go missing, the first thing to do is ask BF if I ever got laser surgery. Also sorry for all the cussing, it's just that sometimes I think it adds the sass that I want it to add.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

For Better or Worse

Spring semester is better and worse than fall for a few reasons. First for the worse part: 1: It has better weather making me want to be outside more and studying less. Also there is a lot to look forward to, like summer, my favorite time of the year. During fall semester what is there to look forward to? Christmas maybe but no because school is over by that time anyway and so it is hard but still seems to go by faster than the spring semester. Well that is more than one reason but Spring semester is also better because at the end of it it is summer time. And I am not sure that this post made sense, but I can't help it. I just sat outside for an hour and read and now my head is all fuzzy with fresh air and I smell like recess which is very distracting. Just be glad my computer spell checks everything I write, otherwise this would have been unreadable.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

The Best of BF

You want to know one of my favorite things about BF? I know you do so I will tell you. He never questions my "intuition" if you will. If I say I have a weird feeling about something, he simply says "ok' and moves on. For example, one weekend in Vegas, we were getting ready to get on an elevator and there was a suspicious looking guy attempting to join us in the elevator. I whispered to BF "I don't think we should get on the elevator with him" and BF said "ok" and then proceeded to hang back and wait for a different elevator. And today, at work, we were checking in some product and he asked how is everything looking? I said "well there is this one bottle that made me feel all panicky when I opened it." There was nothing in particular about the bottle that made it stand out, it looked like all the rest, it weighed the same as all the rest, and the seal looked normal. BF said "ok" and put it in the return pile. It doesn't sound like that big of a deal but returning that bottle was a 300 dollar loss for him and he did it simply because I had a weird feeling about it. It's strange and I had even talked myself down from the weird feeling I had about it but he never questioned it. And he never questions it. It's weird and nice.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Did I just say that?

Today I said "Oh wow this week is going to be real easy homework wise. I only have 4 short stories, 1 play, and 1 book to read. And I only have 1 paper to write." Upon reflection of what I had said, I then question what my life has become that I consider that to be an easy week. But compared to the last few weeks, this week will be cake.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

I'm so Good

I am really good at throwing things into the trash can when no one is around. This is why I could never have been on the basketball team no matter how tall I am. Well that and I hate basketball and basketball shorts, so unflattering. I am also really good at getting hives over a class presentation. If my presentation is going to be mediocre at best, shouldn't I at least be able to look pretty? I guess not because my face is breaking out like I rubbed it in straight zit causing oil. Also I can't breathe. I am not cut out for this being the teacher for the day stuff. Some one get me a brown paper bag. I can use it for when I am hyperventilating and to cover my seemingly pubescent face.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Who AM I?

So RAW is finally over and I must say that although I was extremely hesitant and doubtful, I absolutely loved it and plan on trying it again. Yes I had my rough spots but they were short and somewhat manageable. Also I loved the energy that I had and what really surprised me, the mental clarity. One day I was driving by myself and I was like hey I can see better but then I realized that my eyes can't see better, my mind could just see better. It is sort of hard to explain but the best way I think I can describe it is like my mind took a deep breath of clean mountain air. You know the feeling? And like I said, I plan on doing it again, in the summer when it is warmer cause that was the hard part, not having any warm food. But when you are hot you don't want warm food right? That is why I think it will be easier in the summer, that is if I give it up in the first place. Yesterday, I hate a handful of baked bbq chips and about 4 sweetish fish and all night long I was doubled over in pain from stomach cramps. And really it didn't even taste that good to me. So this morning I was like hooray I can eat a bowl of cereal. Later I found myself cutting up an apple and banana to eat it with a spoonful of peanut butter and the thought of cereal is giving me the I think I may barf burps. It is a very unusual thing for me to go to Jazzy's for lunch yesterday and order a salad instead of sweet potato fries. I guess this is why I did the diet in the first place, I guess I am just shocked that it actually worked the way I wanted it to.