Some sketchy moments today
I feel like some cuts. So lets go homies.
Umm. So, I check my myspace earlier today and I get a message from someone named "Robert" and the only Robert I can think of for the life of me is Robert Parkhurst, who why the heck would be sending me a message on myspace when he could easily do it on facebook or just see me around? And the picture wasn't of him. Anyways. So I click on the message and it was like "DO you remember me?" and i was like "Umm...not yet. Gimmie a second." So, I hop on over to the boy's profile and look at it for a bit 20 years old, Wausau Wisconsin...doesn't hate anyone could go for a Bud Lite any time...works at a Auto something or another. Oh my freaking geezus! That's Robby! Yeah. Ack. I just about started to shake. That's the only boy that's ever remotely showed a real interst in me in my life... and that's why he was my boyfriend in Wisconsin...in 8th grade. Even if he did, at the time, look like the kid from The Kid. Yeah. Sue me. He doesn't anymore. He looks like a typical boy from northern Wisconsin. I bet he has several Packers sweaters and sports them on a regular basis, even in the summer. So things go back and forth. And he asked me if I remembered that he called me "loveydovey" I was like "That's so sweet!" Thanks for making my day. Man. I had some more to say. Oh yes. I told him how in debt I am with school, but I mean, he really didn't have to tell me where he went to school to learn how to paint cars! Okay, you optomists, he has a job. Good for him. Man, I feel like an asshole. But this is my journal so I will bitch as much as I want. Anyway. It just proves to me that a lot of people there (as in Wausau) are never going to get out of that bubble... no matter how hard they try. I mean, it's just like seeing the cycle of poverty. I mean, not that what he's doing is by any means poverty like. I mean, my god he's 20 years old, living on his own and all that jazz. It's just two different worlds you know? That's just not my type at all. I think it's a relief for me, because it was always in the back of my head that he would lose the rosy cheeks and be a stud and I'd like like "Shiiit." You know? But then again, it was always in the back of my head that when you see a kid, who is 13 years old, and has to buy his own clothes, you worry about his future. I worried about where I would have been if we had stayed there. I mean, I most likely had gone in a different direction than the people I was friends with back then...maybe not top 10% at UW-Madison or anything, but with the foundation of what I grew up with in Texas, I don't think there was anything that could have stopped me from going anywhere. But yes. The boy. So, he paints cars. Paints cars. I may be taking his kids out of his house one day...he may marry Caitlin. Ahaha. How wonderfully funny would that be. Sorry for the tangent y'all.
So, this Blood Drive nonsense. I need to go see Becky Huiza tomorrow to get the table for sign up times. I also need to run by Res life to get the stamp for the flyers. I don't want to run around chasing Eric, Kyle, and Becca to get things signed. I bet that's just what they want...someone else chasing them around. I sure hope i can find a computer that I can print the sign up sheets on. Holy crap what is this service thing I need to fill out? I have no idea what it is for. And thanks a lot Jonathan for answering my e-mails. Geez. You all know UI hate the phone. Hate it. I need to find AJ or IM David and see if they can get on the pizza...tomorrow. Yes..tomorrow.
Speaking of tomorrow. I get to see Jenna tomorrow! I can't wait to see her! I think she may just about filp when she sees how skinny I am. But I may just about flip when i see her, in general. I know I'm not too close to her, but I really did realize how much we need her this year.
Yes, skinniness. I weighed myself before I ate anything today. 147. Holy cow kiddos. From 185 to 147. I do love these pills. I may ask my doctor if I can keep them even if he thinks i don't need them. Or if I can go on a clinical trial for weight loss and just throw me in there and say I kept track..even if that would mess up their validity. Who cares if they lose their funding, I kept my pills.
Cameras! Cameras! I got a camera this weekend. I don't have it in my hands right now, but it's alright. I played with it at Target, and even if it does have a blue tint to it when you take pictures insdie, it is my camera. Google it y'all. HP M22. It'll be my baby come December 25 and you'll have lots of pictures to deal with.
Umm. So, I check my myspace earlier today and I get a message from someone named "Robert" and the only Robert I can think of for the life of me is Robert Parkhurst, who why the heck would be sending me a message on myspace when he could easily do it on facebook or just see me around? And the picture wasn't of him. Anyways. So I click on the message and it was like "DO you remember me?" and i was like "Umm...not yet. Gimmie a second." So, I hop on over to the boy's profile and look at it for a bit 20 years old, Wausau Wisconsin...doesn't hate anyone could go for a Bud Lite any time...works at a Auto something or another. Oh my freaking geezus! That's Robby! Yeah. Ack. I just about started to shake. That's the only boy that's ever remotely showed a real interst in me in my life... and that's why he was my boyfriend in Wisconsin...in 8th grade. Even if he did, at the time, look like the kid from The Kid. Yeah. Sue me. He doesn't anymore. He looks like a typical boy from northern Wisconsin. I bet he has several Packers sweaters and sports them on a regular basis, even in the summer. So things go back and forth. And he asked me if I remembered that he called me "loveydovey" I was like "That's so sweet!" Thanks for making my day. Man. I had some more to say. Oh yes. I told him how in debt I am with school, but I mean, he really didn't have to tell me where he went to school to learn how to paint cars! Okay, you optomists, he has a job. Good for him. Man, I feel like an asshole. But this is my journal so I will bitch as much as I want. Anyway. It just proves to me that a lot of people there (as in Wausau) are never going to get out of that bubble... no matter how hard they try. I mean, it's just like seeing the cycle of poverty. I mean, not that what he's doing is by any means poverty like. I mean, my god he's 20 years old, living on his own and all that jazz. It's just two different worlds you know? That's just not my type at all. I think it's a relief for me, because it was always in the back of my head that he would lose the rosy cheeks and be a stud and I'd like like "Shiiit." You know? But then again, it was always in the back of my head that when you see a kid, who is 13 years old, and has to buy his own clothes, you worry about his future. I worried about where I would have been if we had stayed there. I mean, I most likely had gone in a different direction than the people I was friends with back then...maybe not top 10% at UW-Madison or anything, but with the foundation of what I grew up with in Texas, I don't think there was anything that could have stopped me from going anywhere. But yes. The boy. So, he paints cars. Paints cars. I may be taking his kids out of his house one day...he may marry Caitlin. Ahaha. How wonderfully funny would that be. Sorry for the tangent y'all.
So, this Blood Drive nonsense. I need to go see Becky Huiza tomorrow to get the table for sign up times. I also need to run by Res life to get the stamp for the flyers. I don't want to run around chasing Eric, Kyle, and Becca to get things signed. I bet that's just what they want...someone else chasing them around. I sure hope i can find a computer that I can print the sign up sheets on. Holy crap what is this service thing I need to fill out? I have no idea what it is for. And thanks a lot Jonathan for answering my e-mails. Geez. You all know UI hate the phone. Hate it. I need to find AJ or IM David and see if they can get on the pizza...tomorrow. Yes..tomorrow.
Speaking of tomorrow. I get to see Jenna tomorrow! I can't wait to see her! I think she may just about filp when she sees how skinny I am. But I may just about flip when i see her, in general. I know I'm not too close to her, but I really did realize how much we need her this year.
Yes, skinniness. I weighed myself before I ate anything today. 147. Holy cow kiddos. From 185 to 147. I do love these pills. I may ask my doctor if I can keep them even if he thinks i don't need them. Or if I can go on a clinical trial for weight loss and just throw me in there and say I kept track..even if that would mess up their validity. Who cares if they lose their funding, I kept my pills.
Cameras! Cameras! I got a camera this weekend. I don't have it in my hands right now, but it's alright. I played with it at Target, and even if it does have a blue tint to it when you take pictures insdie, it is my camera. Google it y'all. HP M22. It'll be my baby come December 25 and you'll have lots of pictures to deal with.