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| 10:06pm 18/01/2009 |
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Rules:
Go to urbandictionary.com and type in your answers to the following questions.
Post the first definition it gives you.
Tag 3 people.
1)Name?
Nicole:
awesome person that is often imitated but never duplicated.
Nicole is so godly that I adore her.
(I preferred this one: A Nicole is someone who is omnipotent. A Nicole is gorgeous, intelligent, mysterious, witty, hilarious, out-going, creative and seductive, yet she is also tough, street-smart, experienced, brave, enduring, and mainly a wonderful mother. Nothing and nobody can compare to a Nicole in any aspect. Mess with a Nicole, or her family, and you will regret ever being born.
'Why vote for either Presidential candidate, when there is a Nicole out there much more suitable for the position?'"
2)Your age?
21: (I slid it ahead a couple of weeks..)
The age at which one is finally considered human. (Just for the hilarity.)
3)One of your friends?
Shannon:
The coolest person in the world
4)What should you be doing?
Packing:
Adj. (gerundive form, by ellipsis from "to pack heat") Carrying a concealed firearm.
5)Favorite color?
Green:
yes... it is most definitely referring to the marijuana... and also, upon occassion, any substance with similar uses. too, properly, of course, it is a golfing term, but that;s really not very much fun, now is it?
6)Birthplace?
Beckley:
A great little town in the heart of southern West Virgnia. Very big for tourists. I-64 and I-77 along with other roadways run throught Beckley. Full of great people. Woodrow Wilson High School located in Beckley has won 16 state basketball championships
7)Birth month?
February:
February is the best month of the year. Its still nice and cold and snowy, but you know that spring is just around the corner if you're tired of all the bad weather. February is also the most unique month. 28 days long,(unless its every four years on a 'leap' year)
Valentines day is also in February. (the fourteenth)It's a fun holiday named after St. Valentine, and it's for cute happy couples. Many single or unhappy peope celebrate the anti Valentines day, ie. Singles awareness day.
8)Last person you talked to?
Amber:
An extremely attractive girl whos flirty personality and curvacious figure will keep you coming back for more. She's typically a brunette but occasionally acts blonde. She enjoys long relationships and has many close guy friends. Often mistaken for a "slut" but really isn't. She can also be a super bitch if you get onto her bad side.
9)One of your nicknames?
Niki:Niki is a term used to describe a certain group of people who excel in all they do. They are admired by many and are referred to as being very "cool". They acquire all positive traits and are very attractive. |
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| 02:21pm 15/01/2009 |
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Her name is Jiyo and she is amazing!
"For those of you who are reading this & not part of the world of belly dance, belly dancers often employ the zhagareet. This is a high trilling niose - like a fast "lalalalalalalalala" You may or may not have heard Middle Easternes do it on television or in movies, etc. Usually, when we do it, it's like applause - we're showing support and enthusiasm for another dancer during her performance, etc.
Well, last night I used it to get the attention of my class - who were chatting amongst themselves and didn't hear my first few quiet little entrities for attention. One of them is a Lebanese woman. She looked up with what I assume was a mixture of surprise, confusion, and ammusement and, when everyone had quieted down, said "that's how they call the camels." Everyone laughed a little and she reitterated "I'm serious. That's how they call the camels."
I had no idea! What a HOOT! From now on, when I zhagareet for another dancer, I am TOTALLY going to be thinking "She's so good, let's give her a camel!"
I just thought this was wonderful and would share it. |
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| 03:51pm 11/01/2009 |
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Fears Meme, ganked from several of her friends.
I'm afraid of 8 out of 72 common fears.
[x] the dark (This more or less based on my belief system, more about what I can't see than the actual dark)
[ ] staying single forever
[ ] being a parent
[ ] giving birth
[ ] being myself in front of others
[ ] open spaces
[ ] closed spaces
[ ] heights
[ ] dogs
[ ] birds
[ ] fish
[x] spiders (TIny spiders strangely enough, medium-big spiders just creep me out in the seedy intelligence kind of way.)
[ ] flowers or other plants
Total so far: 2
[ ] being touched
[ ] fire
[ ] deep water
[ ] snakes
[ ] silk
[ ] the ocean
[x] failure (This is a borderline phobia, it'll stop me in my tracks if I feel I won't be able to do something.)
[ ] success
[ ] thunder/lightning
[ ] frogs/toads
[ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad
[ ] boyfriends/girlfriends mom
[ ] rats
[x] jumping from high places
[ ] snow
Total so far: 4
[ ] rain
[ ] wind
[ ] crossing hanging bridges
[x] death
[ ] heaven
[ ] being robbed
[ ] falling
[ ] clowns
[ ] dolls
[ ] large crowds of people
[x] men
[ ] women
[ ] having great responsibilities
[ ] doctors, including dentists
[ ] tornadoes
Total so far: 6
[ ] hurricanes
[ ] incurable diseases
[ ] sharks
[ ] Friday the 13th
[ ] ghosts
[ ] poverty
[ ] Halloween
[ ] school
[ ] trains
[ ] odd numbers
[ ] even numbers
[x] being alone
[x] becoming blind
[x] becoming deaf
[x] growing up
Total so far: 10
[ ] creepy noises in the night
[ ] bee stings
[ ] not accomplishing my dreams/goals
[ ] needles
[ ] blood
[ ] dinosaurs
[ ] the welcome mat
[ ] high speed
[ ] throwing up
[x] falling in love
[ ] super secrets
Final Total: 11
... if you wish to post this in your journal, it's been requested that you title it "I'm afraid of _ out of 72 common fears"
If you get more than 30, I strongly recommend some counseling.
If you get more than 20, you’re paranoid.
If you get 10-20, you are normal.
If you get 10 or less, you’re fearless.
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| 02:23pm 29/12/2008 |
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The Sheltie I had since I was 8 left her mortal shell today. She was my familiar in every single way, my animal partner in this world. Shannon got it when no one else did.
We ran as a pack; she and I knew loyalty towards each other. I was her human, and she was my dog. When she was young, just at the beginning of animal adulthood, she would lick my years away and hang close to me when everything went wrong.
I felt a connection to her in every way. Just feeling her presence in the house was a comfort to me, and she saw me through this year despite being deathly ill.
She was the only existence that never judged me; she only knew what I did for her and that was enough.
As anyone who's spent any time around me in the past 18 months knows, Shannon's a survivor. As weird as that is to say now, she made it through completely kidney failure with kidneys that still functioned decently. She survived having her stomach cut open and the infection scooped out.
Then, last Sunday, only two days after I got home from back, she suffered two seizures and a stroke. She had a voracious appetite for the first few days and then stopped eating, drinking, and going to the bathroom. She could walk well; she kept running into walls; and her right side was almost completely paralyzed. She was nearly completely deaf and blind. And within the past 48 hours, Shanny started throwing up blood and having panic attacks. Her breathing became more labored, and she was in so much pain and eventually became too weak to even cleanse her stomach.
I took her the vet today and was soon joined by my mom. Then, Dr. Wills took a look at her and checked everything. He pressed on her stomach and she gave him the why-did-you-do-that-it-hurts look. He suggested that we put her to sleep and we had decided to do it that previous the night.
I had never seen her more at peace in the past week than at that moment. She was relaxed in the car as I took her to the vet, and she was relaxed in the vet. Something that's never happened before.
She went peacefully, and she's still around. After I laid her body down in the garage, I walked into the house, and I got this image of her n the middle of my room. Of when she she was still young and could run and play, loving to catch the ball. She grinned at me, her tongue hanging out the front of her mouth. She barked and wagged her tail, telling me she was better than ever.
I laid down for a nap at 12 this afternoon; at some point, I woke up and felt her fur against my face, the warm comfort she used to give me was there too. I made sure it wasn't the blanket I was covered up with, and it was nowhere close to my face.
I told her she would feel better, and she is feeling so much better. She told me she would be around and she is. She is enjoying the freedom she has now, running and playing. She's no longer in pain, she's having a good time. And though I haven't stopped crying, it's only because she's not here. And I can't enjoy it with her.
Rest well, my partner and sister, I'm looking forward to seeing you when I go as well. |
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| I've realized that (I steal things from Binko who steals things from other people) |
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1. I've come to realize that my butt: is huge. :3 HUMONGOR!
2. I've come to realize that when I talk: I talk too much.
3. I've come to realize that if I love someone: it hurts too much.
4. I've come to realize that I need: lotsa money.
5. I've come to realize that I've lost: a lot of people and am losing more.
6. I've come to realize that I hate it when: I'm pushed aside.
7. I've come to realize that if I'm drunk: I'm not.
8. I've come to realize that money: is pretty much a necessity in this country.
9. I've come to realize that my mother: is doing the best she can even if it's not the best for me.
10. I've come to realize that I'll probably always be: massive.
11. I've come to realize that I have a crush on: Jose Daniel, om nom nom. I wouldn't call it crush though, perhaps the lust or the hots.
12. I've come to realize that the last time I cried was: two weeks ago over a shitty grandfather incident.
13. I've come to realize that my cell phone: is a beast.
14. I've come to realize that when I wake up in the morning: that I never get enough sleep.
15. I've come to realize that before I go to sleep at night: I can't sleep.
16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking about: the nearly finished pint of Chubby Hubby in front of me and this survey.
17. I've come to realize that babies: are okay as babies.
18. I've come to realize that when I get on livejournal: I will read friends' posts and rarely comment.
19. I've come to realize that today I will: have painted an entire room "Chilled Lemonade" and be exhausted.
20. I've come to realize that tonight I will: hopefully sleep and get to come home Monday.
21. I've come to realize that tomorrow I will: be working my fingers off for my aunt again but it's extremely great pay.
22. I've come to realize that I really want to: happy.
23. I've come to realize that who is most likely to repost this is: whoever feels like stealing it.
24. I've come to realize relationships: are worth it because you learn to live through everything.
25. I've come to realize love: is in everyone.
26. I've come to realize my best guy friend: is more than likely gay.
27. I've come to realize my best girl friend: one is old enough to be my mother and the other is flighty and helpful.
28. I've come to realize food: is om nom nom nom.
29. I've come to realize girls and boys: are speshul.
30. I've come to realize over the summer: I am fat.
31. I've come to realize heartbreak: is part of life. |
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You know, you've said that you're going to break me of things before and it hasn't worked. So, now that you've decided that you're going to break me of my mouth, how about this? I break you of your assness and ego. You bastard. |
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| Early Morning Update from the Back Bush! |
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| 02:37am 18/06/2008 |
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I can't sleep desipre have to be up in, oh say, three hours! It's a good thing I'll be able to sleep on my way to the 'Burg tomorrow. You know, it's one of those places that's about an hour and a half a way with the way my grandfather drives.
A conversation today on the way to get din-din:
Me: "I was thinking we should leave tomorrow about 8:00 or 8:15 in order to be there on time."
Pap: "See. People keep saying that 'Burg is a hour a way, but it's not."
Me: "It is when you drive the speed limit..."
I've been asking to drive all week, but he's not letting me. As I've pointed out to Mom, he hasn't let me drive anywhere since the accident. I asked to drive home tonight, and he said I shouldn't because a deer might jump out in front of me.
...this is coming from a man who repeatedly gave me deer whip lash this evening on the way. And why was I injured this way? Because he wanted to stop and look at them. Not because we were in danger of being hit; no, most of them he "sped" on by. And by "sped", I meant he went about 35 MPH. GUH!
Binko, it's took us 30 minutes to get home from Brandywine!
Also, my granpa slowed down in a straight stretch. He went from doing 35 to 20. D< For the love of God, let me drive tomorrow. At least on the way home. He drives slower coming back then he does going too.
I drive the speed limit especially since the wreck and when it comes to driving, I'm pretty relaxed. But I have more road rage when I'm with him then anyone else.
Also, when did this practice of slowing down to ten mile per hour to spy on your closest neighbor come to be? It's not like they're trying to hide the fact that their home. And you went down to see him today... I'm sorry, am I just missing the point of this? I guess that's my need for privacy.
He and Mom are both going to kill me when it comes to deer. And no, it's not directly involving a deer. They STOP DEAD in the middle of a road with traffic coming up behind them to look and count the deer in fields.
Should I mention as well the sheer amount of whip lash I have just from his general driving? X.X It's really baad. He'll do 10MPH for a while (no joke) and then suddenly speed up to forty and then drop down to 20 and so on and so forth. Until I am ready to strangle him.
I still get the shitty feeling that he doesn't want me to drive since the wreck. Everyone else has let me drive, and I'm a damn good driver...for someone of my age at least. I don't have fourty some odd years of experience like my dad has. And even though my mom has driving experience she's very reckless, very fast, and very aggressive. Not that my dad isn't, but Dad's like me. He's always paying attentiong to what's in front of him and rarely looks away. Mom...not so much. She almost rear ends people on a daily basis. I'm surprised her last work car made it through....
Anyways, I'm tired now that I've ranted and cleared my head. *yawn* |
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| 09:51pm 16/06/2008 |
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We've had a wonderful round of thunderstorms this evening. One's even going on right now...as my grandmother sits there and watches Monday Night Raw. >.> The spandex...it matches. *hides in her safe spot*
However, I'd like to have me some of that money they're giving away! Holy smokes. We'd all be going to Rakassah East, West, and all the various tops in between. AANND! I would pay for my Masters degree and the rest of my college. Hooboy! I'd be sitting pretty keen.
Where in the hell did that come from...?
My mastering of the country dialect is starting to come out all the more. And let me tell you guys, you don't want to even begin to hear the phrases I use to describe things. The Deep South doesn't have anything on me. XD! And don't ask me to repeat them once I get home, 'cuz I ain't gonna remember 'em.
Today has been relatively peaceful though. My grandmother started feeling bad towards dinner and it went down hil from there. Thankfully , she laid down and slept for a good hour and a half. And even though she was cranky when she first got up, the crank wore off as she woke up. And now we're laughing at wrestling together.
So sad. Boys and their tights.
The more I think about what my grandfather said to me yesterday the more it angers me. I need to lose weight because I'll feel so much better, really? I feel pretty damn good now. I'm pretty strong, I laugh a lot, and I certainly have more fun than he does. Just because he doesn't feel good doesn't mean I do. He and my grandmother have said similar things about my mother. About how sick and tired she is. I get fricking tired of hearing this; they don't tell her but they tell me. TELL HER ALREADY!
Yes, Mom is tired but that's because she works herself like a horse. And then when she comes up here, all she does is work for them while they sit on their asses. Admittedly, their both ill, but my grandfather has to supervise everything you do. I've imagined myself several times saying "If you want it done, get off my ass and let me do it. Or do it yourself."
But then again, the majority of my friends think because I weigh as much as I do I'm out of shape. I'm not in runner's shape by any means, but the way my dad has injured himself lately (because he's over done things as usual), I don't want to be. My parents are obssessed with being in shape and being healthy. It's all I ever hear, and I don't want to hear it anymore.
Seriously, it appears that no one has anything else to talk about anymore but their health and how bad it is. Well, anyone in my family. And no, I'm not talking about my grandmother. Her highest concern right now should be her health, but she's not taking care of herself either.
All she eats are cheese sandwiches and sweet stuff. I didn't realize her eating habits had gotten this bad. I'll have to do something about that.
And I get tired of hearing that same old excuse. "Lose weight, you'll feel much better." How 'bout this one "lose weight or you'll die"? "Eat healthier or your diabetes is going to kill you"? GET OFF YOUR FAT DUFF AND FIX YOURSELF SOMETHING TO EAT! Don't wait for Gran to fix it for you, she's really ill and you stress her out. You know how to cook, now do it, you bitch.
Okay, I'm done. I didn't realize how angry I really was. Sorry. I think I'm feeding off their anger and it's not helping me any. |
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| To A Place Another Two Hourse Away We Go! |
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| 10:35pm 15/06/2008 |
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>< GODS! These day long trips are getting to me! Especially with my grandfather driving! D: We were lucky if we broke FORTY! Good goddess.
My grandmother got tired today, but that is a given. I mean, what with the cancer and her age and everything.
However, it was my grandfather who gave me the biggest shock, I'm-going-to-slap-you moment so far this week. Outta the clear blue he says, "You really do need to lose some weight. You would feel so much better!" Keep in mind this is coming from a 350 pound with diabetes and insulin shots who doesn't eat or take care of himself. Only gets a shower once a week and sleeps all day and night when he's not busy.
I was dumbfounded when I he said this. And he and I were finally getting along too. Well, all that was erased in an instant. I'm shut off to him again, and I think he noticed this today. In his defense, he said nicely and seriously out of concern, but again, I was to kill him. I'm getting tired of being told I need to lose weight.
Does no one realize that if you tell me I need to lose weight on constatly the less I want to do it? And I may not be happy about my weight, but I can accept it. Why can't the rest of my family? Help me lose weight, but don't shoot me in the foot. I need to talk to my mom about this.
She and I had a very gut wrenching, wore-me-out conversation on the way up here. She now knows how truly lonely I am. I always feel alone anymore even when I'm with my friends. And others reasons affect my loneliness, but then again, most people don't believe the way I do. And others that have talked to me understand why because I've told them.
I feel lost a lot anymore, but I'm slowly getting back. Being away from everyone at school has helped; now that certain people are out of my life, I can focus on the things I need too. Things I need to do for me. It's been nice.
And I was just called a hater of people in a chatroom on AOL. People are really mean nowadays. D: GUH! I think there's a big difference of say a certain type of people annoy you and saying you hate them. I'm easily annoyed steretypical faux-cheerleader types. Is that so wrong? I don't hate them, but if I had my choices, I wouldn't be around them.
I'm going to seclude myself back into my room now. Goodnight, loves. |
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| Hullo Once Again from Pendleton County |
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| 08:43pm 14/06/2008 |
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And once again, I return from the hole I had buried myself into! Go me, yay!
To answer the fantabulous Binko's question: it disappears into the bowels of a fifty-five gallon freezer never to be seen again until a hungry Niki goes a rummaging! Because I am the discoverer of forgotten things...most importantly, food stuffs!
So, we ventured into Harrisonburg on Wednesday for my grandmother's fist consultation. And I gots to stop by a Barnes and Noble! *happy dance* "I don't need no one screwin' up my fun!" I wandered through the humongor shelves of books for a while, and eventually find myself in the GINORMOUS New Age section. I found some books that were actually interesting compared to what you find at the bookstore at home. :D
First off, I bought a herb book that I had seen the last time I was there. </i>A Druid's Herbal</i>. It's very good. Before it goes into the different herbs, it gives explanations behind Sabbats and the history of the people. And herbs are divided into different times during the year! I really like it. There's a herb in there for pretty much anything...
OMG! PAT MORITA ON T.V. >.> Back to the story.
Everything from cholestorol to uternie tumors to stress. >.> FEAR MY SOON TO BE AWESOME HERBAL SKILLZ!
They did have a thing for vaginal douching though. It cleans out vaginal infections! And a external salve of white oak reduces the appearance of vericose veins apparently.. There's even stuff for obesity.
And the book I acquired for myself was The Way of Four. It's all about balancing yourself elementally. The author claims that humans are not made entirely out of one element (air, earth, fire, and water). That we possess all four elements within us despite expressing one more than the others. She went into an explanation that the elements were different from scientific elements. And it made sense, but I can't for the life of me remember it!
Such a good reader I am. But there are quizzes that help you find out where you are weakest and strongrest. And I always usually get Air and Fire or Earth. :3 Go me! I found out that I'm pretty much balanced.. >.>; And even in the stuff that I'm lacking in, the elements that I lack in equal out. You know, like 3 and 3, etc. I guess I'm just crazy like that.
We went too Moorefield today. @.@ Goodness gracious. My grandfather is the slowest driver ever! There was one part of the drive home we were 35 on a straight stretch in a 55 MPH road. *slams head against desk* And I had to peeee! My tears of despair were yellow for goodness sake! However, we did bond. We played this game of noticing cows, crows, deer, and fields of wheat, corn, and hay. >.> We were able to predict them pretty accurately. However, the corn fields up here are pretty expansive whenever possible. It is the mind boggling!
Also, there was the this crop circlish type thing in the only wheat field we saw! I was amused! XD LAWLZ!
I have figured out that my grandmother does not have dementia, she just doesn't listen and tries to pop in whenever she thinks she can. Then utterly decimates the conversation! Go Gran! >.> She is also a know-it-all and a soothsayer for she knows the future of everything. Massey Coal is the most recent.
Also, my grandfather is sleeping nekkie in his bedroom which I have to pass to get the kitchen and the door is only half shut...THANK GOD FOR OVERWEIGHT PEOPLE! D< I don't want to see my grandfather's peepee.
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| Greetings from Pendleton County! |
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As a lot of you know, I've disappeared for the week to secure my grandmother's standing before her cancer treatments start. My tasks are large and greatly numbered! Binko and her sister's belly dance room are nothing compare to my grandmother's upstair secondary living room! @.@ Floor to ceiling of stuff...repeats of stuff she doesn't want to get rid of.
And we almost got into an argument today over pictures and other mementos. She just started spazzing over everything. I wasn't getting rid of anything! And then she just started rambling, making excuses to herself for her to keep it! It makes me sad though, because she's not actually caring for the stuff she's so possessive about. There are pictures from the Vietnam War of my grandfather. There's stuff that dates all the way back to 1949 pictures and later! D: I'm going to help her take care of them though. Instead of just throwing and shoving and tearing and scracthing, I'm going to get her some photo boxes to put everything in. She's been keeping them in those old boxes that you keep printer paper in and just keeps shoving it in like everything else! It bothers me.
Also, my grandfather has been bitching and moaning about hearing me play my videogames all night! He should not be going to bed at 8 P.M. then! I keep the door shut and the volume down! ><; DAMNIT! I need to be able to hear plot! I think he's just looking for something to gripe about!
Speaking of griping, my grandmother likes to pick fights when she's not feeling well. And she makes comments that don't even line up with the conversation on hand. I think it's dementia...but reeeeeaaallly bad dementia. My other grandmother isn't even this bad with her aneurysm. Part of it, I think is that my grandmother doesn't listen to anything anyone says. You have to grab her attention and even then, you might be lucky.
I'll put it to you this way, I was pulling stuff out of her freezer today that.... Okay. There was brown red meat in the freezer...and yellow porkchops. And some of the rib eyes were almost a purplish black. Most of the meat I pulled from the freezer was from 2006, and there were some frozen vegetable products that I pulled from 2001. >.> Holy crap. Me being a clean person (not necessarily neat, mind you)...I cringed and had "OHOLYSHITSHECOOKEDSOMEOFTHISMEATYESTERDAYANDMOMANDPAPATEIT!*breath*"
Later, Mom was picking on me, and I pointed this out to her. Mwahahah! Fear me for I am armed with health facts of doom! There was a sad point to this though, I had to throw out Cherry Garcia and Klondike Crunch, both datting back from 2007 and 2005 respectively. *SOB!*
Oh, and I dare I mention that we have AOL Topspeed...that isn't very speedy at all. I miss mah cable! And Pap loathes Verizon's very existence! So, I am functioning on dial up. If it weren't for the fact that I have to use dial up and I was away from all my friends, I could live up here. The lack of socialness is what gets me, and I'm telling you, the people around here...yeah. >.> Enough said. They're reaally, really nice, but I can only enjoy them for short periods of time. And if you know me at all, you'll know why.
But I'm trying to be respectful of this dial up situation, I wait until everyone goes to bed for privacy and the fact that no one will call at 11:00 in the evening. So, it's more for privacy 'cause my grandmother is nosy! My parents made the mistake of leaving my other grandmother's medical records out when she was really ill about a year back. Guess who read them! The grandmother here did. And she just mentioned it casually. As if there was nothing wrong with it. Despite the fact, that she wasn't privy to anything going on with that situation and there was a giant, RED, ALL CAPITAL LETTERS stamp on it that read CONFIDENTIAL!
I don't mind being this close to nature despite what my mom will tell you. I could live without the HUGE ASS HORNETS OF DOOM or THE GIGANTOR WAPS OF ETERNAL DAMNATION or THE TITANIC HORSE FLIES OF BLOODY DEATH! But you know, otherwise, I like it. This is why I tell my mom. I'll either have to live suburban to urban (preferably the latter) or extremely rural. I'm thinking big, wide open spaces. It would be nice...
I'll update again tomorrow with the books I'm reading. I'm getting really excited about it. |
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