You Know You're From Florida When...
You use "fix" as a verb in this context: "I am fixing to go to the store".
You know what "cow tipping" is.
You find 100 degrees F "a little warm."
You know the four seasons as: Almost summer, summer, still summer, and Christmas.
A carbonated soft drink isn't a soda, cola, or pop ... it's a Coke, regardless of the brand or flavor.
You own at least five pairs of flip flops
You know someone who's been struck by lightning
You're more scared of the freaks who live down the street than gators
Your backyard is sometimes a swamp
You're officially sick of Disney
You shrug off hurricane warnings
You've been permanently blinded by fat men in speedos
There are only two seasons - hot and hotter
You've drank a flaming alligator.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Florida.
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Blogthings I totally got called out by my social psych professor in class today asking to explain why it is that I seem to blow off every guy that talks to me, yet he's heard me mention that I don't have a boyfriend, but I'd like one. We're talking about interpersonal relationship and things like why we're attracted to certain kinds of people and why we stay together and why we break up, etc etc..
Anyways, so after he asks me why I blow off guys and I look at him completely dumbfounded he starts analyzing me! He starts tossing out ideas including:
-I have too high of expectations
-Being that I'm attractive(he said that! Awww..hahaha!) I probably expect guys to look a certain way for me to pay any attention to them(NOT TRUE BY THE WAY...well..I mean AM I ASKING FOR TOO MUCH FOR NATE'S TWIN!? GEEZ! ;-) haha. I'm retarded)
-I'm probably holding out for a guy that doesn't have an interest in me in a more than platonic way...Fucking got that right...in a nutshell. :-/ *shoots self*
-I seem to have a problem with guys much older than me talking to me...this is somewhat true I suppose.
Etc Etc.
It really sucks when a professor sets reality in your head. I mean I knew all these things. For crying out loud, I KNOW MYSELF. I just don't want to admit them.
And then after class Josh (social psych boy from awhile ago) tried to talk to me, but I didn't want to talk to him. BLAH. Stay away. I don't like old people. Didn't he hear the professor?! haha
I got a lot accomplished today. I made my presentation for changing your fucking health behaviors as well as writing my final report of lies for that class. I've lied my way through that whole class. HAHAHA. HATE IT. *stabs the 100's of papers I had to write*
I also managed to read a bit of my social psych and do research on the Human Sexuality Presentation I have to give.
I have to go to the Doctor on December 10th. Not cool. I haven't gained that much weight. I might have to go on an eating binge to make the numbers bigger. Who wants to help me?! haha...kidding. I'm not that close to the 130 she wants me to weigh. asdfghjkl; But yeah. I've been having some problems, so I have to go see them and hope they fix them like they normally DON'T. ARGH.
As long as I don't get someone drawing my blood that has to stab me 3 times in each arm before they get any blood then I'll be okay. One guy really did stab me 3 times in each arm and then had to go and get someone else to do it because he couldn't get my veins or whatever. asdfghjkl;
The biggest Loser is on tonight. I really like that show. I like seeing people lose weight. It makes me happy. :-) I'm considering the health psych thing again. I don't know though. After my social psych class, he's got me completely convinced that I want to analyze why people are they way they are the rest of my life. HA.
I ramble about absolutely nothing and subject you guys to this. SORRY. I'm hyper and I need to exhaust some of that energy through typing like whoa.
Nighters homepeople!