This is one of my favorite blogs to read, and in the holiday spirit, I think she said it all.
So please, follow this link to her blog and read the post.
Happy Holidays!
"How I Came to Believe in Santa" by DaMomma a.k.a. Elizabeth
http://damomma.com/2008/12/22/repost-how-i-came-to-believe-in-santa
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Happy Holidays
So I probably won't be posting a new blog until after Christmas or New Year's, so I'm taking this opportunity to say Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah
(my family's half Jewish and half Catholic so...yeah)
Whatever you celebrate, may the year 2008 close well and may the year 2009 start off with a bang!
Happy Holidays to you and yours from me :)
(my family's half Jewish and half Catholic so...yeah)
Whatever you celebrate, may the year 2008 close well and may the year 2009 start off with a bang!
Happy Holidays to you and yours from me :)
Saturday, December 20, 2008
answers to the game :)
Whoops, so Tuesday or Wednesday turned into Saturday
My mind doesn't function very well on winter break, sue me :)
here goes!
Bye-bye, kiss-kiss -- me and mom saying bye and kissing her two cats
Zoom zoom -- driving mom's car
Vroom vroom -- driving the rental car
Snore snore -- me sleeping :)
Chomp chomp -- me snacking on those yummy Chicken Biskit crackers :)
Bom-a bom-a bum bum bum boom-a boom-a boom boom boom -- me listening to my music!
Slurp slurp, slurp slurp -- mom and me drinking our starbucks drinks
Thunk-thunk-thunk-BUMP....BUMP-thunk-thunk-thunk -- the stupid road that had like stripes of tar that made the car vibrate everytime we went over them, and the zillions of bridges that we went over.
Drip drop -- the neverending rain
Grr grr -- me being grouchy at the slow drivers in front of me that refuse to move to the middle lane.
Roar roar -- me speeding up to pass them
Look look -- mom telling me to look at my speedometer
Growl growl -- me getting mad at mom
Nibble nibble -- me and mom eating our chocolate chip cookie that we got at starbucks
There there -- me directing mom to our hotel
yay yay! -- me and mom's arrival!
:D any correct guesses?
My mind doesn't function very well on winter break, sue me :)
here goes!
Bye-bye, kiss-kiss -- me and mom saying bye and kissing her two cats
Zoom zoom -- driving mom's car
Vroom vroom -- driving the rental car
Snore snore -- me sleeping :)
Chomp chomp -- me snacking on those yummy Chicken Biskit crackers :)
Bom-a bom-a bum bum bum boom-a boom-a boom boom boom -- me listening to my music!
Slurp slurp, slurp slurp -- mom and me drinking our starbucks drinks
Thunk-thunk-thunk-BUMP....BUMP-thunk-thunk-thunk -- the stupid road that had like stripes of tar that made the car vibrate everytime we went over them, and the zillions of bridges that we went over.
Drip drop -- the neverending rain
Grr grr -- me being grouchy at the slow drivers in front of me that refuse to move to the middle lane.
Roar roar -- me speeding up to pass them
Look look -- mom telling me to look at my speedometer
Growl growl -- me getting mad at mom
Nibble nibble -- me and mom eating our chocolate chip cookie that we got at starbucks
There there -- me directing mom to our hotel
yay yay! -- me and mom's arrival!
:D any correct guesses?
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
the town that we're staying at.
Ok, so this is Hicksville, Tennessee. I mean, literally.
There's such a strange mish-mash of things here.
They have these hippy-dippy street names such as Strawberry Plains, Mellowsweet, and Wood Song thrown in with your generic Kennedy, Draper, and Lora street names.
I saw, oh, let's say, maybe 234,748,323 pick-up trucks and commonplace sedans, along with a couple of suburbans, Jeeps, and vans thrown in for good measure. And there we were, cruising along in our bright blue PT Cruiser rental. Boy, did we stick out.
And one of the cars we pulled up alongside was SCARY. I mean she had a pasty, doughy face with one of those mouths that just gaped at you. She had a old pair of 1970's style glasses that took up half of her face and was maybe as thick. She also had a old shirt with faded bright pink and blue flowers on it. I could SWEAR I saw her in Texas Chainsaw Massacre as the murderer's mother or something like that.
The sign for the college we were headed to, Johnson Bible College, had 5 signs for churches next to it. Five. And they were all different churches, mind you.
The players at the College had..."unusual" mascots. The male team's mascot was the Preachers. The female team's mascot was Evangelicals. Can you see it? "We are the Mighty Preachers, hear us quote scripture!" Just doesn't have the same ring to it.
Since they're so religious, they're the nicest mean team I've ever seen. They'd foul so hard that our boys'd fall down, and then they'd offer a hand to help you up. Love thy enemy and all that jazz, I guess.
And last of all. I saw something that I NEVER thought I'd ever see again. I will just put a picture here. It'll say everything for me.
That scrunchie. Hairy, bright colored, scrunchie.
If I ever have to live in this kind of town, shoot me.
There's such a strange mish-mash of things here.
They have these hippy-dippy street names such as Strawberry Plains, Mellowsweet, and Wood Song thrown in with your generic Kennedy, Draper, and Lora street names.
I saw, oh, let's say, maybe 234,748,323 pick-up trucks and commonplace sedans, along with a couple of suburbans, Jeeps, and vans thrown in for good measure. And there we were, cruising along in our bright blue PT Cruiser rental. Boy, did we stick out.
And one of the cars we pulled up alongside was SCARY. I mean she had a pasty, doughy face with one of those mouths that just gaped at you. She had a old pair of 1970's style glasses that took up half of her face and was maybe as thick. She also had a old shirt with faded bright pink and blue flowers on it. I could SWEAR I saw her in Texas Chainsaw Massacre as the murderer's mother or something like that.
The sign for the college we were headed to, Johnson Bible College, had 5 signs for churches next to it. Five. And they were all different churches, mind you.
The players at the College had..."unusual" mascots. The male team's mascot was the Preachers. The female team's mascot was Evangelicals. Can you see it? "We are the Mighty Preachers, hear us quote scripture!" Just doesn't have the same ring to it.
Since they're so religious, they're the nicest mean team I've ever seen. They'd foul so hard that our boys'd fall down, and then they'd offer a hand to help you up. Love thy enemy and all that jazz, I guess.
And last of all. I saw something that I NEVER thought I'd ever see again. I will just put a picture here. It'll say everything for me.
That scrunchie. Hairy, bright colored, scrunchie.If I ever have to live in this kind of town, shoot me.
Backseat Drivers
Why is it that mothers are always backseat drivers? I mean, she was literally restraining herself from crawling into my seat and taking the wheel from me.
We were driving along in our brilliantly blue PT Cruiser rental and I was doing 80 (the speed limit was 70). She told me to "SLOW DOWN". I'm like...I'm not doing THAT much over the speed limit (Everyone knows that the speed limit is just a suggestion and you're supposed to do at least 5 MPH over the speed limit!)
Then she said I was driving too fast for this little car. I just gaped at her and then finally gathered my wits and said, "If 80 MPH was too fast for this car, they wouldn't have put 120 on the speedometer." At this, she said, "I don't care, slow down." So I didn't have any choice except to slow down.
Mothers.
She was snoozing in the seat next to me and every time (I mean, EVERY TIME) she woke up, she'd make a comment, and then go back to sleep.
"You're too close to that truck."
"Slow down, you're going too fast."
"Stay in the middle lane if you're not going to pass anyone."
At this point, I just yelled at her to leave me alone.
At the next restroom stop, when I came back from the bathroom, she was sitting resolutely in the driver seat. And then she proceeded to drive at 65 MPH for the rest of the trip.
There you have it, my mother! I love her anyway :)
Oh yes, and the question of the year.
"Why does the 'expected arrival time' on the GPS keep increasing? It was 4:17 and now it's 4:24...does that mean I'm driving too slow?"
um. YES!
We were driving along in our brilliantly blue PT Cruiser rental and I was doing 80 (the speed limit was 70). She told me to "SLOW DOWN". I'm like...I'm not doing THAT much over the speed limit (Everyone knows that the speed limit is just a suggestion and you're supposed to do at least 5 MPH over the speed limit!)
Then she said I was driving too fast for this little car. I just gaped at her and then finally gathered my wits and said, "If 80 MPH was too fast for this car, they wouldn't have put 120 on the speedometer." At this, she said, "I don't care, slow down." So I didn't have any choice except to slow down.
Mothers.
She was snoozing in the seat next to me and every time (I mean, EVERY TIME) she woke up, she'd make a comment, and then go back to sleep.
"You're too close to that truck."
"Slow down, you're going too fast."
"Stay in the middle lane if you're not going to pass anyone."
At this point, I just yelled at her to leave me alone.
At the next restroom stop, when I came back from the bathroom, she was sitting resolutely in the driver seat. And then she proceeded to drive at 65 MPH for the rest of the trip.
There you have it, my mother! I love her anyway :)
Oh yes, and the question of the year.
"Why does the 'expected arrival time' on the GPS keep increasing? It was 4:17 and now it's 4:24...does that mean I'm driving too slow?"
um. YES!
Sounds and Sensations of my trip to Tennessee!
Ok, this is the first of several posts about my trip to Tennessee.
I promise, it'll be read-worthy :)
First one--this is a game, let's see if you can figure out what each part is :) the answers will be posted tomorrow (or wednesday)
Here goes!
Bye-bye, kiss-kiss
Zoom zoom
Vroom vroom
Snore snore
Chomp chomp
Bom-a bom-a bum bum bum boom-a boom-a boom boom boom
Slurp slurp, slurp slurp
Thunk-thunk-thunk-BUMP....BUMP-thunk-thunk-thunk
Drip drop
Grr grr
Roar roar
Look look
Growl growl
Nibble nibble
There there
yay yay!
:) have fun guessing
I promise, it'll be read-worthy :)
First one--this is a game, let's see if you can figure out what each part is :) the answers will be posted tomorrow (or wednesday)
Here goes!
Bye-bye, kiss-kiss
Zoom zoom
Vroom vroom
Snore snore
Chomp chomp
Bom-a bom-a bum bum bum boom-a boom-a boom boom boom
Slurp slurp, slurp slurp
Thunk-thunk-thunk-BUMP....BUMP-thunk-thunk-thunk
Drip drop
Grr grr
Roar roar
Look look
Growl growl
Nibble nibble
There there
yay yay!
:) have fun guessing
Friday, December 12, 2008
The Encore of Cheering Boy!
So guess who I saw today at the MSSD vs. MSD basketball game?
You guessed it, Cheering Boy!
(No, his friend, Wave Girl, wasn't there. At least, I didn't see her.)
This time, Cheering Boy chose to show his spirit as the school mascot!
This way, he could dance all he wanted on the floor without anyone pelting him with candy and telling him to sit down.
In the space of 2 hours, he did perhaps 3 or 4 different styles of dance.
There was the hoedown, which was performed behind the cheerleaders while they were doing their halftime performance. Yes, a hoedown. He was doing this kind of weird step and kick routine, which evolved into a high sideways-kicking dance. A true, bona fide, hoedown.
And then there was the striptease dance. He was crawling around on the floor, shaking his booty and shrugging his shoulders in a suggestive way. While dressed as an eagle. Yyyyup.
Then there was the Russian dance. Yes, the bend-down-until-your-knees-are-90-degrees, kicking-with-your-arms-crossed kind of dance. Don't ask me why.
Lastly, there was the break dancing. At least the attempt at break dancing. He did cartwheels up and down the floor which ended with a fanfare when he fell flat onto his stomach. And then he attempted a headstand and fell flat on his back.
I saw him after the game with his mascot costume off and he was sweating like a pig.
Good times. Side-busting good times.
You guessed it, Cheering Boy!
(No, his friend, Wave Girl, wasn't there. At least, I didn't see her.)
This time, Cheering Boy chose to show his spirit as the school mascot!
This way, he could dance all he wanted on the floor without anyone pelting him with candy and telling him to sit down.
In the space of 2 hours, he did perhaps 3 or 4 different styles of dance.
There was the hoedown, which was performed behind the cheerleaders while they were doing their halftime performance. Yes, a hoedown. He was doing this kind of weird step and kick routine, which evolved into a high sideways-kicking dance. A true, bona fide, hoedown.
And then there was the striptease dance. He was crawling around on the floor, shaking his booty and shrugging his shoulders in a suggestive way. While dressed as an eagle. Yyyyup.
Then there was the Russian dance. Yes, the bend-down-until-your-knees-are-90-degrees, kicking-with-your-arms-crossed kind of dance. Don't ask me why.
Lastly, there was the break dancing. At least the attempt at break dancing. He did cartwheels up and down the floor which ended with a fanfare when he fell flat onto his stomach. And then he attempted a headstand and fell flat on his back.
I saw him after the game with his mascot costume off and he was sweating like a pig.
Good times. Side-busting good times.
my rib and the journey to heal it
Soooo my rib has been hurting since Saturday morning (the 6th)...
I don't know how, so don't ask... it just hurt when I woke up in the morning...
At first, it felt like that side cramp you get when you run a lot and you need water...so I drank a lot of water...it didn't go away...
instead, it got steadily worse. It got to the point that I couldn't breathe out fully, there was a bump on my chest UNDER my breast, (this is important, you'll see why...), and then I couldn't sleep well anymore.
After talking with the parents, they wanted me to go to the health center here on campus. So I did, being the obedient daughter and all.
I waited for 30 minutes to see the nurse, and then as soon as I said I could feel a bump UNDER my breast, she wanted to feel it. After poking around, she said there's a lump and she wanted the other nurse to check it out. So I obligated and went and waited for the other nurse. She and the other nurse discussed amongst themselves and then she asked me when my last period was...I told her, then she said oh, your breast might be hurting because of that, sometimes that happens. I'm like...my breast isn't hurting, it's my rib. She said, "I understand that, but you have a lump in your breast, so we would like you to come back tomorrow and see the other nurse."
"But it isn't in my breast, it's my rib."
"Ribs are on the side of your body."
"Um, they start in the middle of my chest."
"Yes, I understand that, but we want you to come back tomorrow to check on that lump in your breast, please take this Motrin and come back tomorrow.
"But it has nothing to do with my breast! I feel popping and it hurts when I move so it has to be my rib."
"Yes, I understand that, but I felt a lump in your breast."
at which point I just took the motrin and left.
So today, I decided to go to Urgent Care and have it checked out (with much urging from my parents).
So Goofy took me and we drove around for nearly 2 hours trying to find it (jesus christ I have bad luck with urgent care) and then when we got there, the examination room was SCARY.
I mean, white walls, flickering light, little mexican nurses, scary. It looked like a place that I'd wake up in two hours later with my kidney missing.
Then this kindly looking mid-50's woman who was the doctor came in. She felt the bump and said she feels the rib.
I'm like, "HALLELUJAH! Yes, it IS the rib."
So it's costochronitis which is a virus that causes the cartilage between my rib and septum to swell...so it's like a cartilage cold...so I have to take prescription-strength Motrin and then it'll go away in a while.
All that hassle, and I end up having to take Motrin. I guess the health center DOES know what they have to prescribe, even if it's for the wrong thing.
Good times.
I don't know how, so don't ask... it just hurt when I woke up in the morning...
At first, it felt like that side cramp you get when you run a lot and you need water...so I drank a lot of water...it didn't go away...
instead, it got steadily worse. It got to the point that I couldn't breathe out fully, there was a bump on my chest UNDER my breast, (this is important, you'll see why...), and then I couldn't sleep well anymore.
After talking with the parents, they wanted me to go to the health center here on campus. So I did, being the obedient daughter and all.
I waited for 30 minutes to see the nurse, and then as soon as I said I could feel a bump UNDER my breast, she wanted to feel it. After poking around, she said there's a lump and she wanted the other nurse to check it out. So I obligated and went and waited for the other nurse. She and the other nurse discussed amongst themselves and then she asked me when my last period was...I told her, then she said oh, your breast might be hurting because of that, sometimes that happens. I'm like...my breast isn't hurting, it's my rib. She said, "I understand that, but you have a lump in your breast, so we would like you to come back tomorrow and see the other nurse."
"But it isn't in my breast, it's my rib."
"Ribs are on the side of your body."
"Um, they start in the middle of my chest."
"Yes, I understand that, but we want you to come back tomorrow to check on that lump in your breast, please take this Motrin and come back tomorrow.
"But it has nothing to do with my breast! I feel popping and it hurts when I move so it has to be my rib."
"Yes, I understand that, but I felt a lump in your breast."
at which point I just took the motrin and left.
So today, I decided to go to Urgent Care and have it checked out (with much urging from my parents).
So Goofy took me and we drove around for nearly 2 hours trying to find it (jesus christ I have bad luck with urgent care) and then when we got there, the examination room was SCARY.
I mean, white walls, flickering light, little mexican nurses, scary. It looked like a place that I'd wake up in two hours later with my kidney missing.
Then this kindly looking mid-50's woman who was the doctor came in. She felt the bump and said she feels the rib.
I'm like, "HALLELUJAH! Yes, it IS the rib."
So it's costochronitis which is a virus that causes the cartilage between my rib and septum to swell...so it's like a cartilage cold...so I have to take prescription-strength Motrin and then it'll go away in a while.
All that hassle, and I end up having to take Motrin. I guess the health center DOES know what they have to prescribe, even if it's for the wrong thing.
Good times.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Door-blocker, stair-blocker, and fun-freer!
Door-blockers and stair-blockers. You've all experienced them.
that person who stops in front of the doorway and decides to put on her sweater. Blocking the other five students behind her trying to get out.
Or that group of people who decided that they simply HAVE to catch up immediately, right outside the doorway. Forcing you to go through or around them.
And the stair-blockers. Just as bad. They decide to start talking and stand side-by-side and chat away while people have to push and shove through them.
And today I had to go to my final project presentation and this group of staff/faculty decided to take their group picture on the stairway. The only stairway from the downstairs to the upstairs. And they took 15 minutes doing it. While I was glaring at them and trying to mentally tell them to HURRY UP!
Anyway, speaking of final project presentations, that is now known as fun-freer! I am now FREE to have FUN because I am OFFICIALLY DONE WITH THIS SEMESTER!
WOOOOOO-HOOOO
now I'm free to go home
hooray!
that person who stops in front of the doorway and decides to put on her sweater. Blocking the other five students behind her trying to get out.
Or that group of people who decided that they simply HAVE to catch up immediately, right outside the doorway. Forcing you to go through or around them.
And the stair-blockers. Just as bad. They decide to start talking and stand side-by-side and chat away while people have to push and shove through them.
And today I had to go to my final project presentation and this group of staff/faculty decided to take their group picture on the stairway. The only stairway from the downstairs to the upstairs. And they took 15 minutes doing it. While I was glaring at them and trying to mentally tell them to HURRY UP!
Anyway, speaking of final project presentations, that is now known as fun-freer! I am now FREE to have FUN because I am OFFICIALLY DONE WITH THIS SEMESTER!
WOOOOOO-HOOOO
now I'm free to go home
hooray!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
For this one night
found this quote online and liked it...
it'll be my motto tonite :)
it'll be my motto tonite :)
"Just for this one night I will not think about you. I will have fun, and laugh again. And enjoy every minute. Tomorrow I will deal with the hangover." ~Tigress Luv, The Breakup Guru
cheer up!
Ok, time for a more positive post...
wouldn't want my readers to become all dreary like me and quit reading my blog :)
anyway, today I finished everything I'll need to do...tomorrow I have to present my project then I AM DONE FOR THE SEMESTER! WHOO!
soon am gonna start packing, loading the car, cleaning room, and other various things to get ready to GO HOME on saturday!
I SO can't wait!
wouldn't want my readers to become all dreary like me and quit reading my blog :)
anyway, today I finished everything I'll need to do...tomorrow I have to present my project then I AM DONE FOR THE SEMESTER! WHOO!
soon am gonna start packing, loading the car, cleaning room, and other various things to get ready to GO HOME on saturday!
I SO can't wait!
The middle of the night
It's the middle of the night that hurts the most
the time when I'm unable to sleep
Clean Freak's got her boyfriend
Sweetie's got her friends
College Sister's got Goofy
Who do I have?
The TV.
It's the middle of the night where I hurt the most.
the time when I'm unable to sleep
Clean Freak's got her boyfriend
Sweetie's got her friends
College Sister's got Goofy
Who do I have?
The TV.
It's the middle of the night where I hurt the most.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
...maybe not
i just reread my previous post and i was angry when i typed that
now that i've cooled off....maybe not...
i don't want to share everything on this blog because it's too personal
but i'm just really confused and lonely right now...
watching P.S. I Love You probably didn't help..ha
now that i've cooled off....maybe not...
i don't want to share everything on this blog because it's too personal
but i'm just really confused and lonely right now...
watching P.S. I Love You probably didn't help..ha
Monday, December 8, 2008
I'm done
I’m done with believing you.
I’m done with crying over you.
I’m done with trusting you with my heart.
Look at where it has gotten me.
I'm done with thinking of you
I’m done with waiting for you.
I’m done with looking for you in the crowd.
I’m still alone.
I’m done with needing your support.
I’m done with forgiving you.
I’m done with staying by your side.
You’re the one who hurt me.
I’m just done.
I’m done with crying over you.
I’m done with trusting you with my heart.
Look at where it has gotten me.
I'm done with thinking of you
I’m done with waiting for you.
I’m done with looking for you in the crowd.
I’m still alone.
I’m done with needing your support.
I’m done with forgiving you.
I’m done with staying by your side.
You’re the one who hurt me.
I’m just done.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
I'm baaaack
Firstly, i apologize for not posting anything in like forever.
I've been busy.
I have a paper due on tuesday that could make or break my getting into the English Major so i'm kind of freaking out about it.
on a more positive note, THIS WEEK IS MY LAST WEEK FOR THE SEMESTER! woo hoo! I'm going hoooome on saturday :D I can't wait
anyhoo, just wanted to drop a note for my loyal readers out there (*scoffs* who am i kidding? ha) that i'm NOT dead, but busy :)
I'll post a better post next time, I PROMISE :)
xo
P.S. oh, and yes i have got my haircut :D it looks gorgeous now, even if its really short haha
I've been busy.
I have a paper due on tuesday that could make or break my getting into the English Major so i'm kind of freaking out about it.
on a more positive note, THIS WEEK IS MY LAST WEEK FOR THE SEMESTER! woo hoo! I'm going hoooome on saturday :D I can't wait
anyhoo, just wanted to drop a note for my loyal readers out there (*scoffs* who am i kidding? ha) that i'm NOT dead, but busy :)
I'll post a better post next time, I PROMISE :)
xo
P.S. oh, and yes i have got my haircut :D it looks gorgeous now, even if its really short haha
Monday, November 24, 2008
Stupid @*#)(% "help" at Sprint.
(I apologize in advance for this super-long blog, but I needed to vent.)
Ok, so the supposedly "customer service" at Sprint ended up wasting 40 minutes of my life.
40 fricking minutes. (pardon my french.)
here's some of the actual conversation.
"WHAT S THE REASON FOR THE CALL Q GA
"I am unable to access my account online ga
WHAT IS THE REASON Q GA
i dont know, i had an account number that i entered and it said that the number is invalid so i called you and they said that the number was wrong so they gave me a new number and it still says invalid ga
PLEASE TRY TO REREGISTER FOR AN ONLINE ACCOUNT GA
How do I do that ga
GO TO SPRINT DOT COME WHERE YOU XXX
No i don't mean my login with the sprint account, i mean the account that i pay my bill with ga
THAT WOULD BE THE ONLINE ACCOUNT YOU WOULD BE ABLE TO PAY YOUR BILLS ONLINE GA
that's right, i have to add the account to my profile online correct? ga
THAT IS CORRECT GA
and my point is that when i try to add the account it says the number is invalid ga
UM ARE YOU REFERRING TO YOUR SPRINT ACCOUNT NUMBER OR YOUR BANK ACCOUNT NUMBERS Q GA
my sprint acct number ga
LET ME GIVE YOU YOUR ACCOUNT NUMBER AND TRY IF THIS WORKS THE ACCOUNT NUMBER IS XXX XXX XXX GA
ok let me try that…its still invalid ga
DID YOU ENTER XXX XXX XXX Q GA
Yes ga (What, do you think I would make up a new account number just for the heck of it??)
WHAT DOES IT SHOW ON YOUR SCREEN GA
It says account number is invalid (um, DUH!) ga
WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU TRYING TO DO Q GA
I am trying to add my sprint account to my profile so that i can pay my bill online ga
ONE MOMENT LET ME CHECK GA
ALL RIGHT PLEASE ASK THE CUSTOMER DO YOU HAVE AN ONLINE ACCOUNT ALREADY OR ARE YOU STILL TRYING TO SET UP A NEW ONE Q GA
yes as i said earlier i already have my online profile ga
BUT IF YOU ALREADY HAVE ONE ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ENTER YOUR USER NAME AND PASSWORD THE ACCOUNT NUMBER WOULD NOT BE USED ANY MORE ONCE YOU ENTER YOUR USER NAME AND PASSWORD IT WILL BRING YOU TO YOUR ONLINE ACCOUNT AND I COULD GIVE YOU THE INSTRUCTIONS IN HOW TO MAKE A PAYMENT 9NCE YOU RE ON YOUR ONLINE ACCOUNT GA
Yes, I am online on my online profile, i see my pager and data plan, when i click make a payment, it says enter account number, and that is where it is saying account number is invalid ga
THAT WOULD BE YOUR BANK ACCOUNT NUMBER GA
ok let me try that then ga
NO PROBLEM TELL ME IF YOU ENCOUNTER ANY PROBLEMS AFTER GA
it still says invalid. the instructions says to enter the account number that i manage, what number is that? ga
WHAT ARE YOU USING TO MAKE A PAYMENT CREDIT CARD OR CHECKING ACCOUNT Q GA
no i can't even get into my account to make an payment! ga
SIR YOU ARE NOT IN YOUR ONLINE ACCOUNT GA
(SIR?!?!) that's my point, how do i get in??? (*#&$ it!) ga
YOU GO TO SPRINT DOT COM ONCE YOU RE ON THE HOME PAGE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE PAGE THERE IS A SPACE FOR YOU TO ENTER YOUR USER NAME AND PASSWORD FILL OUT THE INFORMATION AND CLICK ON GO GA
yes i have already done that ga
DO YOU SEE SHOP MY SPRINT DIGITAL LOUNGE AND SUPPORT ON TOP OF THE PAGE Q GA
Yes ga
PLEASE CLICK ON MY SPRINT GA
Ok ga
THEN GO TO OVERVIEW GA
Ok ga
LOOK FOR BILLING AND PAYMENT AND THEN RIGHT BELOW THAT IS A PAY NOW BUTTON THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO CLICK GA
There is no billing and payment ga
TRY BILLING AND PAYMENT UNDER MY SPRINT GA
(didn't I just say there's no billing and payment?) there's only overview, phones and plans, settings and passwords, and my online tools ga
THAT S ODD IT S SUPPOSED TO HAVE BILLING AND PAYMENT LET ME PUT YOU ON HOLD FOR A COUPLE OF MINUTES AND CHECK WHY YOU DON T HAVE THAT ON YOUR ACCOUNT GA
perhaps it is because i have not added my sprint account because it keeps saying it is invalid ga"
So the conversation went back and forth like that for 40 minutes (FORTY @^$&#!~ MINUTES) until I tried the account number without spaces.
It worked.
WHY DID THE WOMAN GIVE ME THE ACCOUNT NUMBER WITH SPACES IF IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAVE SPACES??????
ok, I'm gonna go and hit my pillow to get rid of my aggravation.
Good night.
Ok, so the supposedly "customer service" at Sprint ended up wasting 40 minutes of my life.
40 fricking minutes. (pardon my french.)
here's some of the actual conversation.
"WHAT S THE REASON FOR THE CALL Q GA
"I am unable to access my account online ga
WHAT IS THE REASON Q GA
i dont know, i had an account number that i entered and it said that the number is invalid so i called you and they said that the number was wrong so they gave me a new number and it still says invalid ga
PLEASE TRY TO REREGISTER FOR AN ONLINE ACCOUNT GA
How do I do that ga
GO TO SPRINT DOT COME WHERE YOU XXX
No i don't mean my login with the sprint account, i mean the account that i pay my bill with ga
THAT WOULD BE THE ONLINE ACCOUNT YOU WOULD BE ABLE TO PAY YOUR BILLS ONLINE GA
that's right, i have to add the account to my profile online correct? ga
THAT IS CORRECT GA
and my point is that when i try to add the account it says the number is invalid ga
UM ARE YOU REFERRING TO YOUR SPRINT ACCOUNT NUMBER OR YOUR BANK ACCOUNT NUMBERS Q GA
my sprint acct number ga
LET ME GIVE YOU YOUR ACCOUNT NUMBER AND TRY IF THIS WORKS THE ACCOUNT NUMBER IS XXX XXX XXX GA
ok let me try that…its still invalid ga
DID YOU ENTER XXX XXX XXX Q GA
Yes ga (What, do you think I would make up a new account number just for the heck of it??)
WHAT DOES IT SHOW ON YOUR SCREEN GA
It says account number is invalid (um, DUH!) ga
WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU TRYING TO DO Q GA
I am trying to add my sprint account to my profile so that i can pay my bill online ga
ONE MOMENT LET ME CHECK GA
ALL RIGHT PLEASE ASK THE CUSTOMER DO YOU HAVE AN ONLINE ACCOUNT ALREADY OR ARE YOU STILL TRYING TO SET UP A NEW ONE Q GA
yes as i said earlier i already have my online profile ga
BUT IF YOU ALREADY HAVE ONE ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ENTER YOUR USER NAME AND PASSWORD THE ACCOUNT NUMBER WOULD NOT BE USED ANY MORE ONCE YOU ENTER YOUR USER NAME AND PASSWORD IT WILL BRING YOU TO YOUR ONLINE ACCOUNT AND I COULD GIVE YOU THE INSTRUCTIONS IN HOW TO MAKE A PAYMENT 9NCE YOU RE ON YOUR ONLINE ACCOUNT GA
Yes, I am online on my online profile, i see my pager and data plan, when i click make a payment, it says enter account number, and that is where it is saying account number is invalid ga
THAT WOULD BE YOUR BANK ACCOUNT NUMBER GA
ok let me try that then ga
NO PROBLEM TELL ME IF YOU ENCOUNTER ANY PROBLEMS AFTER GA
it still says invalid. the instructions says to enter the account number that i manage, what number is that? ga
WHAT ARE YOU USING TO MAKE A PAYMENT CREDIT CARD OR CHECKING ACCOUNT Q GA
no i can't even get into my account to make an payment! ga
SIR YOU ARE NOT IN YOUR ONLINE ACCOUNT GA
(SIR?!?!) that's my point, how do i get in??? (*#&$ it!) ga
YOU GO TO SPRINT DOT COM ONCE YOU RE ON THE HOME PAGE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE PAGE THERE IS A SPACE FOR YOU TO ENTER YOUR USER NAME AND PASSWORD FILL OUT THE INFORMATION AND CLICK ON GO GA
yes i have already done that ga
DO YOU SEE SHOP MY SPRINT DIGITAL LOUNGE AND SUPPORT ON TOP OF THE PAGE Q GA
Yes ga
PLEASE CLICK ON MY SPRINT GA
Ok ga
THEN GO TO OVERVIEW GA
Ok ga
LOOK FOR BILLING AND PAYMENT AND THEN RIGHT BELOW THAT IS A PAY NOW BUTTON THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO CLICK GA
There is no billing and payment ga
TRY BILLING AND PAYMENT UNDER MY SPRINT GA
(didn't I just say there's no billing and payment?) there's only overview, phones and plans, settings and passwords, and my online tools ga
THAT S ODD IT S SUPPOSED TO HAVE BILLING AND PAYMENT LET ME PUT YOU ON HOLD FOR A COUPLE OF MINUTES AND CHECK WHY YOU DON T HAVE THAT ON YOUR ACCOUNT GA
perhaps it is because i have not added my sprint account because it keeps saying it is invalid ga"
So the conversation went back and forth like that for 40 minutes (FORTY @^$&#!~ MINUTES) until I tried the account number without spaces.
It worked.
WHY DID THE WOMAN GIVE ME THE ACCOUNT NUMBER WITH SPACES IF IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAVE SPACES??????
ok, I'm gonna go and hit my pillow to get rid of my aggravation.
Good night.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Famine and Vaginas
I'm taking part in a 30-hour Famine sponsored by WorldVision. It's an event to raise money and awareness for hungry children around the world. So basically what I did was raise money (the minimum was 180 and I raised $360 to donate), and the money will be sent off tomorrow.
Then in December, I'll not eat for thirty hours so that I can be more aware of how the children who are chronically hungry are feeling everyday.
So, I'm really looking forward to the challenge and the awareness.
I'm also taking part in the Vagina Monologues here in February. I'm so excited for it. I'll update some more about it later when it actually happens.
Then in December, I'll not eat for thirty hours so that I can be more aware of how the children who are chronically hungry are feeling everyday.
So, I'm really looking forward to the challenge and the awareness.
I'm also taking part in the Vagina Monologues here in February. I'm so excited for it. I'll update some more about it later when it actually happens.
Mouses.
No, that wasn't a typo.
Last weekend, at my friend's house, a guy said he saw three mouses. I told him, it's mice. Then as I giggled, I told The College Sister what he said, and he interuppted with "mices". Again, I said, "MICE!" Then I asked another guy to tell me the plural of mouse. He said mouses. And another guy. And another. So literally the whole football team said mouses with a few exceptions.
Two said mice was the singular, and mouse was the plural. A couple said mices. One said "rats" which was hilarious. Only three of the boys gave me the right answer.
Then the original guy and the second guy to say "mouses" decided to try and get me back, so they asked me to tell them the word for the birds that tend to go on football fields. When I said I didn't know what they meant, they said they could be white and black, or gray, or silver, or white. (I told them they already said white, but they ignored me.) Somehow, I figured out that it was geese. Then the first guy told me, "ok, so what's the plural?"
"Um, that IS the plural."
"Ok, so what's the singular?"
"Goose."
At this, they commenced to jump up and down while giggling manically.
"Um, that's the right word."
The first guy stopped jumping and said, "She's right."
I just stared at them and said, "You just made yourself look even stupider."
They didn't have a response.
I guess they took one too many hits on the head.
Aaanyway, for Thanksgiving, there's a Thanksgiving basketball classic here that The College Sister's playing in so my Dad and Baby Sister is coming up. I can't wait.
I'm also getting a haircut that weekend--the bottom part of my hair's dead. So I can't wait for that.
That's pretty much all the news I have so far :)
Last weekend, at my friend's house, a guy said he saw three mouses. I told him, it's mice. Then as I giggled, I told The College Sister what he said, and he interuppted with "mices". Again, I said, "MICE!" Then I asked another guy to tell me the plural of mouse. He said mouses. And another guy. And another. So literally the whole football team said mouses with a few exceptions.
Two said mice was the singular, and mouse was the plural. A couple said mices. One said "rats" which was hilarious. Only three of the boys gave me the right answer.
Then the original guy and the second guy to say "mouses" decided to try and get me back, so they asked me to tell them the word for the birds that tend to go on football fields. When I said I didn't know what they meant, they said they could be white and black, or gray, or silver, or white. (I told them they already said white, but they ignored me.) Somehow, I figured out that it was geese. Then the first guy told me, "ok, so what's the plural?"
"Um, that IS the plural."
"Ok, so what's the singular?"
"Goose."
At this, they commenced to jump up and down while giggling manically.
"Um, that's the right word."
The first guy stopped jumping and said, "She's right."
I just stared at them and said, "You just made yourself look even stupider."
They didn't have a response.
I guess they took one too many hits on the head.
Aaanyway, for Thanksgiving, there's a Thanksgiving basketball classic here that The College Sister's playing in so my Dad and Baby Sister is coming up. I can't wait.
I'm also getting a haircut that weekend--the bottom part of my hair's dead. So I can't wait for that.
That's pretty much all the news I have so far :)
Friday, November 14, 2008
oops.
Ok so it's pretty much the next weekend and I still haven't updated :)
here's my update!
Ok, first of all, the Green Festival...
It was great! What we did wasn't so much fun, mind you, but the festival itself was so interesting. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Upon arrival, we headed to get registered and get our Green Festival Staff T-shirts (which was really cool) and then Clean Freak, Froggie, and I were assigned our own station. There was four bins there which were labeled Paper, Compost, Recycle, and Landfill. We were responsible for telling people which bin to throw things into. One of the cool things we saw there was that all the little plastic cups they had samples in were actually compostable. I know, plastic is compostable?!?!?! Since when?? Well since they're made out of corn and sugar cane. So they're compostable. It was really cool--you could barely tell except for the fact that they had a slightly different texture. We took turns taking individual breaks so that we could walk around the festival and check out all the booths. (It was indoor at the Conference Center in Chinatown.) So it was fun seeing all the booths with all the "green" things you could imagine--including elephant dung paper crafts, organic cotton clothing, recycled sailcloth bags, "green" movers, etc etc. So it was a learning experience.
After the festival closed, we all gathered up all the bags from the bins and brought them to the back and sorted through the trash. Some people had thrown things into the wrong bin so we had to re-sort everything to make sure the right stuff went to the right place. There was a U-Haul sized truck for the compost trash bags, another truck for the paper materials, a huge bin for the recycables, and I don't know where the trash went. But there was so many things that went into the compost, paper, and recyclables areas. I couldn't believe how little was thrown away. Makes me happier to see that people are doing something about saving the Earth.
Anyway, after that, us girls had a wine and cheese party. It was a lot of fun because it was just us girls (at first) and we shared wine and cheese and played games and had all around fun. We dressed up and wore heels and things like that. Then some boys crashed our party (:P) but it was still a great day/night for me.
So what else is new?
Oh yes, my boyfriend broke up with me.
I don't wanna go into the details here so I'll just say he needed some space and leave it at that. Yes, I'm okay (not 100% but you get the gist) but yeah...it's hard for me right now.
So...as for homework, I'm pretty much caught up in all the classes except for one, but I plan to spend THIS weekend just focusing on that one homework/paper. Wish me luck once again :)
here's my update!
Ok, first of all, the Green Festival...
It was great! What we did wasn't so much fun, mind you, but the festival itself was so interesting. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Upon arrival, we headed to get registered and get our Green Festival Staff T-shirts (which was really cool) and then Clean Freak, Froggie, and I were assigned our own station. There was four bins there which were labeled Paper, Compost, Recycle, and Landfill. We were responsible for telling people which bin to throw things into. One of the cool things we saw there was that all the little plastic cups they had samples in were actually compostable. I know, plastic is compostable?!?!?! Since when?? Well since they're made out of corn and sugar cane. So they're compostable. It was really cool--you could barely tell except for the fact that they had a slightly different texture. We took turns taking individual breaks so that we could walk around the festival and check out all the booths. (It was indoor at the Conference Center in Chinatown.) So it was fun seeing all the booths with all the "green" things you could imagine--including elephant dung paper crafts, organic cotton clothing, recycled sailcloth bags, "green" movers, etc etc. So it was a learning experience.
After the festival closed, we all gathered up all the bags from the bins and brought them to the back and sorted through the trash. Some people had thrown things into the wrong bin so we had to re-sort everything to make sure the right stuff went to the right place. There was a U-Haul sized truck for the compost trash bags, another truck for the paper materials, a huge bin for the recycables, and I don't know where the trash went. But there was so many things that went into the compost, paper, and recyclables areas. I couldn't believe how little was thrown away. Makes me happier to see that people are doing something about saving the Earth.
Anyway, after that, us girls had a wine and cheese party. It was a lot of fun because it was just us girls (at first) and we shared wine and cheese and played games and had all around fun. We dressed up and wore heels and things like that. Then some boys crashed our party (:P) but it was still a great day/night for me.
So what else is new?
Oh yes, my boyfriend broke up with me.
I don't wanna go into the details here so I'll just say he needed some space and leave it at that. Yes, I'm okay (not 100% but you get the gist) but yeah...it's hard for me right now.
So...as for homework, I'm pretty much caught up in all the classes except for one, but I plan to spend THIS weekend just focusing on that one homework/paper. Wish me luck once again :)
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Football, Cheering, and Sickness.
Football, Cheering, and Sickness, oh my.
Tomorrow's the last home football game of the season. Sorta bittersweet because I'm happy that it's ending, but it went by too fast. So I'm cheering my last football game for this year. We've been working our asses off for most of the season, so it's all good. Tomorrow'll be fun.
Only if the Wicked Witch of the Sickness doesn't interfere.
I think I've been having a fever for the past three days. I've felt sweaty most of the three days, and felt really hot. Didn't sleep well the last three nights either, because kept waking up in the middle of the night, only it was like, a quarter to the middle of the night, halfway to the middle of the night, the middle of the night, a quarter after the middle of the night, halfway after the middle of the night, and a hour before the alarm.
Damn that hour. I can't fall asleep because I'm expecting the alarm to go off. Just when I finally do, the alarm goes off.
Anyway, so tomorrow I have two classes in the morning...then the football game. Then the Green Festival on Saturday, then Dorm Swap filming ( a show I'm guest-hosting for the campus TV station) on Sunday. And sometimes in between, trying to finish all the goddamn homework I've got to turn in by the next week.
So. Yeah. Don't expect any posts this weekend. But if I do post, yell at me and tell me to do my homework.
Tomorrow's the last home football game of the season. Sorta bittersweet because I'm happy that it's ending, but it went by too fast. So I'm cheering my last football game for this year. We've been working our asses off for most of the season, so it's all good. Tomorrow'll be fun.
Only if the Wicked Witch of the Sickness doesn't interfere.
I think I've been having a fever for the past three days. I've felt sweaty most of the three days, and felt really hot. Didn't sleep well the last three nights either, because kept waking up in the middle of the night, only it was like, a quarter to the middle of the night, halfway to the middle of the night, the middle of the night, a quarter after the middle of the night, halfway after the middle of the night, and a hour before the alarm.
Damn that hour. I can't fall asleep because I'm expecting the alarm to go off. Just when I finally do, the alarm goes off.
Anyway, so tomorrow I have two classes in the morning...then the football game. Then the Green Festival on Saturday, then Dorm Swap filming ( a show I'm guest-hosting for the campus TV station) on Sunday. And sometimes in between, trying to finish all the goddamn homework I've got to turn in by the next week.
So. Yeah. Don't expect any posts this weekend. But if I do post, yell at me and tell me to do my homework.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Obama and the Election
So we now have a new president. Barack Obama. I see big things in the future!
So here's what happened in my day here.
The morning began as usual--well not as usual as I almost overslept--but anyway there was a campus wide poll to see who the campus supports. Then the rest of the day went by, and at 7, we went to the SLCC where there was a "sleep-in".
We were all there with our blankets and pillows and in our sweatpants. We settled in and watched CNN on the big screen. Much cheering was heard every time a state was won by Obama.
As soon as Obama was elected president, the house erupted in cheers and every stranger hugged the stranger next to him or her. It was touching.
So, let's see what Obama brings to America.
So here's what happened in my day here.
The morning began as usual--well not as usual as I almost overslept--but anyway there was a campus wide poll to see who the campus supports. Then the rest of the day went by, and at 7, we went to the SLCC where there was a "sleep-in".
We were all there with our blankets and pillows and in our sweatpants. We settled in and watched CNN on the big screen. Much cheering was heard every time a state was won by Obama.
As soon as Obama was elected president, the house erupted in cheers and every stranger hugged the stranger next to him or her. It was touching.
So, let's see what Obama brings to America.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Man's Best Friend
This campus is petist. Not racist, but petist.
Pretty much the only pet that's actually allowed on campus are dogs. (I don't count the pets that were snuck into the dorms illegally) Other than fish in a certain size tank, that's the only pet you can have in your dorms. The reason for this is that the dogs are supposedly "hearing" dogs. Of course, the majority of the dogs are puppies and/or miniature dogs such as poodles that poop on the staircases or chihuahuas with anxiety disorders.
So what's wrong with other pets? As long as we register them or let the resident advisors know that they are here, I think we should be allowed to have other pets in the dorm rooms. And of course, as long as the other roommates in the room approve.
I really, really, really want a hedgehog. They're the cutest little creatures ever, and so unique. They're easy to care for, fun to play with, and how can you resist their cute little black noses?
But nooo, the dorm policy (and Clean Freak) says they're not allowed in the rooms...So it's no pet for me.
It's injustice, I say. Down with Petism! Care to join me on my protest march to the Campus Activities desk?
Pretty much the only pet that's actually allowed on campus are dogs. (I don't count the pets that were snuck into the dorms illegally) Other than fish in a certain size tank, that's the only pet you can have in your dorms. The reason for this is that the dogs are supposedly "hearing" dogs. Of course, the majority of the dogs are puppies and/or miniature dogs such as poodles that poop on the staircases or chihuahuas with anxiety disorders.
So what's wrong with other pets? As long as we register them or let the resident advisors know that they are here, I think we should be allowed to have other pets in the dorm rooms. And of course, as long as the other roommates in the room approve.
I really, really, really want a hedgehog. They're the cutest little creatures ever, and so unique. They're easy to care for, fun to play with, and how can you resist their cute little black noses?
But nooo, the dorm policy (and Clean Freak) says they're not allowed in the rooms...So it's no pet for me.
It's injustice, I say. Down with Petism! Care to join me on my protest march to the Campus Activities desk?
Sunday, November 2, 2008
People Watching
The other day I went to the Maryland vs. MSSD high school football game. It was pleasantly cool that night, instead of the windy, freezing, I-can't-feel-my-extremities, kind of cold we've been having lately.
I couldn't sit with The Boyfriend because his coach made the football team sit together, so I sat in the MSSD section. (Being a rival of Maryland deemed it impossible for me to sit in the Maryland section.) And the game ended up being boring as MSSD got killed, so I started people watching.
I watched two people in particular. I'll call them the Wave Girl and the Cheering Boy. The Wave Girl was desperately trying to get the MSSD section to perform a wave. You know a wave, it's when people stand up row by row and make a "wave". Anyway, Wave Girl was trying to get everyone to look at her and perform the wave as she commanded. But of course, everyone ignored her and went on watching the game/talking with each other/fighting over free candy. So while I was watching her, she actually got so angry that the crowd wasn't following her that she actually was beginning to cry. She crossed her arms and stomped off to the other side of the section where she began telling the one friend who would pay attention to her all about how lousy the fans were and how they needed better spirit to support the team, etc etc.
That cracked me up.
Now for Cheering Boy. He was standing on the very left of the section, (I was sitting in the middle of the section, both from left to right and from front to back.) and he was doing a chant from MSSD but he was butchering it. I mean he was doing it horribly--it was kind of hard to watch. But he was refusing to stop. Even after people told him to sit down. And told him again. And threw their free candy at him. He wouldn't stop. He says he was cold and he was shivering and "I'm going to dance until I warm up then I'll stop." After shifting my attention to Wave Girl for a while, I noticed Cheering Boy was missing. I finally found him on the other side of the section (the far right side) next to Wave Girl discussing how lousy the fans were. Then he proceeded to start up his chant on the other side amid a fresh wave of protests.
That cracked me up as well.
After a while, and a cupful of really good, really hot apple cider, I realized upon returning to my seat that Cheering Boy was now in two rows in front of me in the bleachers. And he was still doing his chant. While blocking my view.
Now it wasn't not so funny anymore.
Right then, MSSD scored a touchdown. Cheering Boy immediately turned around and said, "Come on! WE JUST SCORED! Stand up! Show your spirit!" then he nudged the boy next to him and said, "Wow, our fans are really lousy, they don't even support the team, if they don't want to show their support then why don't they leave???"...and I noticed that he was more concerned about yelling at the crowd instead of cheering for the actual touchdown.
Good times.
I couldn't sit with The Boyfriend because his coach made the football team sit together, so I sat in the MSSD section. (Being a rival of Maryland deemed it impossible for me to sit in the Maryland section.) And the game ended up being boring as MSSD got killed, so I started people watching.
I watched two people in particular. I'll call them the Wave Girl and the Cheering Boy. The Wave Girl was desperately trying to get the MSSD section to perform a wave. You know a wave, it's when people stand up row by row and make a "wave". Anyway, Wave Girl was trying to get everyone to look at her and perform the wave as she commanded. But of course, everyone ignored her and went on watching the game/talking with each other/fighting over free candy. So while I was watching her, she actually got so angry that the crowd wasn't following her that she actually was beginning to cry. She crossed her arms and stomped off to the other side of the section where she began telling the one friend who would pay attention to her all about how lousy the fans were and how they needed better spirit to support the team, etc etc.
That cracked me up.
Now for Cheering Boy. He was standing on the very left of the section, (I was sitting in the middle of the section, both from left to right and from front to back.) and he was doing a chant from MSSD but he was butchering it. I mean he was doing it horribly--it was kind of hard to watch. But he was refusing to stop. Even after people told him to sit down. And told him again. And threw their free candy at him. He wouldn't stop. He says he was cold and he was shivering and "I'm going to dance until I warm up then I'll stop." After shifting my attention to Wave Girl for a while, I noticed Cheering Boy was missing. I finally found him on the other side of the section (the far right side) next to Wave Girl discussing how lousy the fans were. Then he proceeded to start up his chant on the other side amid a fresh wave of protests.
That cracked me up as well.
After a while, and a cupful of really good, really hot apple cider, I realized upon returning to my seat that Cheering Boy was now in two rows in front of me in the bleachers. And he was still doing his chant. While blocking my view.
Now it wasn't not so funny anymore.
Right then, MSSD scored a touchdown. Cheering Boy immediately turned around and said, "Come on! WE JUST SCORED! Stand up! Show your spirit!" then he nudged the boy next to him and said, "Wow, our fans are really lousy, they don't even support the team, if they don't want to show their support then why don't they leave???"...and I noticed that he was more concerned about yelling at the crowd instead of cheering for the actual touchdown.
Good times.
Friday, October 31, 2008
College Costumes
I can already predict my pattern: posting a lot of blogs (a couple a day) at first, and then it'll slowly reduce to once a day, then a couple of times a week....oh well :)
Anyway, so today's Halloween. Obviously. So people dress up around here. There was a lot of fairies, sexy nurses, vampires and various monsters, and drag queens.
Yes, I said drag queens.
I don't know why, but for the two years I've been here, the majority of the male costumes here are drag queens. And its not your typical man in a dress type of costume, it's an all-out stuffed-bra, chunky jewelry, dress, high heels, wig, make-up, fake nails, type of costume.
It's just freaky.
And they could actually pass as a female! Take one, for example. This morning, I saw a woman with a really cute pair of yellow rain boots, jeans, a sparkly top, lots of bangles and chunky jewelry, and a cute afro walk into the Academic Advisor office. I was actually thinking, "Oh, cute outfit! Where could I get a pair of those boots?"...until I noticed that she had a beard. I was actually unsure whether it was a fake beard that was painted on or it was actually real. I had to deliberate for a minute until I saw a friend walk up to him, do a double take, and say "wow, nice costume!"
Those were the scariest costumes people had on today.
Anyway, so today's Halloween. Obviously. So people dress up around here. There was a lot of fairies, sexy nurses, vampires and various monsters, and drag queens.
Yes, I said drag queens.
I don't know why, but for the two years I've been here, the majority of the male costumes here are drag queens. And its not your typical man in a dress type of costume, it's an all-out stuffed-bra, chunky jewelry, dress, high heels, wig, make-up, fake nails, type of costume.
It's just freaky.
And they could actually pass as a female! Take one, for example. This morning, I saw a woman with a really cute pair of yellow rain boots, jeans, a sparkly top, lots of bangles and chunky jewelry, and a cute afro walk into the Academic Advisor office. I was actually thinking, "Oh, cute outfit! Where could I get a pair of those boots?"...until I noticed that she had a beard. I was actually unsure whether it was a fake beard that was painted on or it was actually real. I had to deliberate for a minute until I saw a friend walk up to him, do a double take, and say "wow, nice costume!"
Those were the scariest costumes people had on today.
laughs and screams and all around fun
So last night The College Sister, The Boyfriend, The Boyfriend's Friend, Goofy, and your dear ol' MotorMouth went to the haunted house on campus. It was hosted by the Campus Activities organization and it was on the old audiological building which is going to be bulldozed down really soon.
Each room in the building was claimed by different organizations so we would go into room by room and get scared (or at least attempt to be scared--some of the rooms were just pathetic). Since it was going to be bulldozed, the organizations were allowed to spray paint the walls, nail things down, and pretty much destruct the room. It was cool.
So it lasted from 7-10 PM so we got into line at 9:15 PM and waited until almost 10:20 to be let in. (They made an exception for us because some of us couldn't make it back the next day so they allowed us to get in late). We finally got in and boy, it was funny and scary.
I went in front because I'm terrified of haunted houses, have been since I was little and was scared out of my mind by a haunted house with a man in an electric chair at Disney World. So they thought it would have been funny if they made me go first. Meanies. Of course, the whole time, I clung onto The Boyfriend's hand. Hope he has regained feeling in his hand by now. And in the very first room, I was already scared. By The Boyfriend's friend who thought it would be funny to grab me and make me scream.
Anyhoo, most of the rooms weren't that scary until two of the last rooms. I kept on being scared because I was waiting for someone to jump out from in front of me, but instead they jumped out from behind and yelled into my ear. The guide who were with us in that room was laughing hysterically at me. And the whole group that was with me as well. Turns out I was the only one who got scared that night.
Soooo, yep, laughs and screams and all-around fun for the group!
Each room in the building was claimed by different organizations so we would go into room by room and get scared (or at least attempt to be scared--some of the rooms were just pathetic). Since it was going to be bulldozed, the organizations were allowed to spray paint the walls, nail things down, and pretty much destruct the room. It was cool.
So it lasted from 7-10 PM so we got into line at 9:15 PM and waited until almost 10:20 to be let in. (They made an exception for us because some of us couldn't make it back the next day so they allowed us to get in late). We finally got in and boy, it was funny and scary.
I went in front because I'm terrified of haunted houses, have been since I was little and was scared out of my mind by a haunted house with a man in an electric chair at Disney World. So they thought it would have been funny if they made me go first. Meanies. Of course, the whole time, I clung onto The Boyfriend's hand. Hope he has regained feeling in his hand by now. And in the very first room, I was already scared. By The Boyfriend's friend who thought it would be funny to grab me and make me scream.
Anyhoo, most of the rooms weren't that scary until two of the last rooms. I kept on being scared because I was waiting for someone to jump out from in front of me, but instead they jumped out from behind and yelled into my ear. The guide who were with us in that room was laughing hysterically at me. And the whole group that was with me as well. Turns out I was the only one who got scared that night.
Soooo, yep, laughs and screams and all-around fun for the group!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
So.
So.
My very first blog. Let's see how long I keep this up.
I'm going to be talking about my life here in college. Hopefully, I'll be able to post up semi-regularly. I'm going to be talking about everything I see around me, or at least whenever I have anything to share.
Check back.
Or don't. I don't really care.
My very first blog. Let's see how long I keep this up.
I'm going to be talking about my life here in college. Hopefully, I'll be able to post up semi-regularly. I'm going to be talking about everything I see around me, or at least whenever I have anything to share.
Check back.
Or don't. I don't really care.
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