my world is getting smaller!

so becuase bey is moving home i have to give up my second room (which was her room to begin with anyroad) my computer got moved into my bedroom. my bookshelf got moved out. i feel v. cramped. my hamper is at the foot of my bed which makes it v. hard to get out of bed without disturbing the cat. only til september they tell me, but still that's a long time off to be so cramped in my wittle room. plus my room is the smallest in the house anyway.

read in the paper this morning that Potter 5 is being moved up til july 11th. that's the day i arrive in cali. im not going to want to stay up til midnight to see the movie after flying 7 hours. ima be v. jet logged. KissMyArse is changing up our plans as i type. Drake show got changed so we're not doing that now. idk what we're doing but i think we're going to santa monica for some fun in the sun time.

if you don't know the law stay home

okay i know NP is a tourist town with the hotel and all the hippie shops but omg do i hate tourists. they never know how to drive, and by that i mean they never do the speed limit and they drive like they've never seen a mountain or a tree in their whole life. Honestly, tourists, you wanna see trees? Go to Central Park! There's loads of trees there! How did these people pass their drivers test with out knowing that an unmarked two lane road the speed limit is always 55. Don't go 40! Don't go 30! GO FREAKIN 55!!!

Oh and last night. I was coming home from Bootie's Birthday Bash when I was about to get on the bridge and bam! Stand Still TRAFFIC. It was nearly midnight. There should not be stop and go traffic on the bridge at nearly midnight. Turns out after a half hour of stop and go (and a sore foot thanks to the standard car I drive) that there was a "checkpoint" at the end of the bridge. I guess because it's a holiday weekend and they think there is going to be a lot of drinking and driving , but really at midnights? Do people even think??

Good news since all I've done so far is complain: Otter has BackPorch! YAY BLUEBERRY BEER!!!

when sleep is more important than blogging

i was too tired last night to do this. . .

Kickball was amazingly fun! We won 5-2. I got a "triple" and it was the first time I actually made it home during a game! so much fun! We really do have the best team even if we aren't the greatest players. We're the Funnest! After our game, Flick, Noelle and I stayed and watched the Dragons v. Bombers. Not as exciting as I thought it might be. It was kind of like that 'Cuse football game Kevin took me to. 41-0 is never an exciting game. After the second games we all headed to the bar as we are apt to do every week. There was a art auction. I bid on Chelle's Necklace and her earings. I won teh necklace but since I don't wear jewelry, I gave it to Boo. I was hungry. . .you know the kind of hungry when you can't decide what you really want to eat. I ended up getting sweet potatoe fries since that's what Noelle got. I shouldn't have. I knew I shouldn't have.

If you're a heffer and you know it clap your hands *clap clap*

Titles are the hardest part.

so i got my grade for my reference class B-. Not bad. no grade yet for my children's lit class. i didn't like that class as much as i should have. mainly i think because my teacher was flakey and i didn't like the online part. i can't take online classes. i need to be in class sitting in a desk, no matter if i am doodling or what, i actually need to be there, in person. no more of this online crap.

i went over to the elementary school to bring mrs. d the books i bought for library as a thank you. she seemed genuinely thankful for them. im glad. i liked being in that library. the little kids are so cute.

damn clock is tickin' i can hear it (loudest on tuesdays) but there is nothing i can do about it. i cant even take care of myself how would i be expected to take care of a kid? [feeling sorry for self] sometimes i think i am never going to find a man, or get married or have kids or grow up. espeically with all the talk about the 2 weddings next may. . ugh! [/feeling sorry for self]

Merlin, I want cake.

Ponderings

I know I've said it before, but really why do illiterate people come into the bookstore? If someone can't read a sign, what business do they have buying books?

Why do people gotta mess with my bargain section? Okay I know it's v. OCD of me, but can't you just put things back where I had them? It would make me a lot less cranky.

Sir I-can't-make-a-proper-schedule-to-save-my-life has again screwed me with hours. . .how hard is it to understand. I can work any time on Sundays, Fridays, and Saturdays, only until 4 on Mondays and Wednesdays. Only until 6 on Thursdays( bcz of Kickball)and I have to work early on Tuesdays because of story time. That does not mean give me off on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. Honestly.


I walked a mile today. . . .voluntarily. We had a mini Idol party at my Godmother's house, so I walked there bcz the sister and the mooma were driving there after dadoo's softball game. I put on my Pod grabbed my phone and walked a mile. Then I vegged on the couch for an hour eating popcorn. Fun.

New Blog

So since Flick, Noelle, and the Dutchess all have blogs, and I've been thinking I should blog more, I got one too. So this is my first post. . .I suspect most of my posts will be random thoughts and complaints about work and school since that's what I have on my mind most of the time.