tomorrow evening i get to judge a high school talent show.
jealous? yeah... i thought so.
i was going through my photobucket accounts deleting pictures i
don't need anymore when i came across this:
i'm glad i've moved out of the "man i'm bored .. i should cut my own
hair" phase and into the "man i'm bored .. i should go outside and
take puketastic pictures of myself sprawled on the deck" phase.
yes... definitely puketastic ♥
the other day i was in the front yard and my car honked. at first i thought
it was a different car... i mean nobody was in mine... but it happened three
times. two day later i was driving and listening to a cd and then it changed
to radio. this morning i was listening to KISS FM for the morning show
and it randomly changed to some oldies station.
there's only one explaination...
my car is haunted.
i'm 95% sure it's this squirrel i hit like a week and a half ago. i seriously cried...
i didn't mean to kill him... but he ran out in front of my car!!!
..and now he's haunting me.
it makes sense...
squirrels can honk and change radio stations.
i don't think i'm really in any real danger. i mean.. i don't think a squirrel ghost
is capable of like grabbing the wheel and turning it... at least i hope it's not.
i'm gonna buy some nuts and leave them in my backseat...
you know...
..just in case.
fact:
xanga entries about faith and/or religion don't get comments
cause people don't like reading about faith and/or religion.
if i were to write about how i got in a fight with the snack machine
cause it refused to give me my m&ms (i got them eventually.. that
snack machine knows better than to mess with me now)... i'd get
comments. but if i talk about God... nada.
knowing this...
alot of people struggle with their faith...
they look at the world.. full with war, greed and overall badness.. and
they question the existence of God. when surrounded by all the negativity
and hypocrisy.. the seemingly simple task of keeping faith has become
increasingly difficult for many people.
i, on the other hand, have no doubt that He's real. if anything else... this
morning vanessa and i shared a white chocolate mocha frappachino from
starbucks (there is no way a drink that amazing is man made) on the way
to school while listening to the RENT soundtrack. that car ride.. the music,
the awesomeness that is starbucks, and the wonderful company.. was truly
heaven sent.
and for that... i say thank you ♥
today in class we were talking about musicals and this boy
tried explaining how he thought Oklahoma!'s "The Farmer
And The Cowman Should Be Friends" is about gay men
who like to have sex with fat guys and/or body builders...
and that it really shouldn't matter which they prefer... cause
beneath that they're still gay and should get along.
strangely enough people honestly got mad and it started a
big "there's a time and place for certain talk" debate ...
i however got a good chuckle out of it.
unfortunately that chuckle soon turned into choking on
gum and excessive coughing.
on a different/less spit covered note:
i have to do a field project for sociology... meaning i need
to submerge myself into a culture or subgroup that i (under
normal circumstances) have limited contact with. some guys
in my class have decided to spend a weekend in mexico. the
only mexico i can afford to spend the weekend in is the one
inside Six Flags.. and i asked.. and that doesn't count.
ideas would be helpful.
yes... that means you have to comment. i have one of those
nifty X-Trackers that tells me who visits my xanga.. so i know
you read this.. just give me an idea. i'll bake you a cake.
i took medicine to help me sleep last night. but i took it around
3am so when i had to leave at 7am i was still uber sleepy. the
result being me in the car.. halfway to school (which is about
30 minutes away) and realizing that i was NOT wearing pants
and i did not have time to turn back.
granted... i had on shorts... but these were sleep shorts... shorts
that had several holes and shouldn't be worn outside the vacinity
of my room... much less outside the house... and NEVER out in
public where real people / non close-friends/family are present.
thank god my car is a mess and i had clothes sitting in there from
work. they may smell like corndogs and garbage and be waaaay
too big and make me look like a dyke... but they cover my ass
and the whiteness that is my legs... and that's what really matters.
and yes... i am that awesome that i am able to put on pants while
driving. you can roll over in jealousy any time now.
vanessa came over for a bit and we watched Steal Magnolias...
Julia Roberts had died and Sally Fields was giving the big "i can
jog to texas and back but my daughter can't... she never could"
speech. it gives me goosebumps every time.
i think she thought i was crying because the speech was so moving.
truth be told... the goosebumps were so incredibly painful.. i couldn't
help it.. and it's all thanks to my new shiny and ultra painful sunburn.
awesome.
dear kati,
even though your uterus is engorged with blood it's
still the envy of every other uterus because it's yours...
which by definition makes it awesome and muy hip.
my uterus was just telling me how it's thinking about
filling up with blood as well. i have such a wannabe
uterus... i don't know why i keep it around.
marry me,
lyssa
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dear face,
if you could stop looking like that it would be
extrememly helpful. seriously... one of these
days i'm just gonna break.
kthanks,
bathroom mirror
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dear removeable showerhead thinger in my shower,
i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you
*whispers* love you.
less than three,
lyssaerin
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hey banana,
try to choke me one more time while i'm driving and
you'll find your peel in the middle of the highway.
oh that's right... i'll do it.
don't mess with me... hooker.
best wishes,
lyssa
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dearest smints,
my love.. where hast thou gone? why hast thou left
me? did i not love thee? .. did i not treat thee well?
then why wouldst thou leavest me without minty
fresh breath for so long? have i upset thee? is it the
constant questions and shakespearean banter?
i see... your silence says it all.
*runs away sobbing without finishing letter*
today i got to school an hour and a half early cause i'm
an idiot and don't know my own schedule. so i thought
"hey... this is my chance to do something productive!"
so i walked around for about 30 minutes and picked
up trash, pennies and other random crap people had
thrown on the ground.
i then noticed i had a fairly good sized collection of
paper clips... so i made a paper clip hummingbird and
thought how cool it was that i'd taken crap off the
ground and turned it into something (kinda) pretty.
...then i tried to throw it away and missed the trash can.
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