Harry Potter's Autograph!

So this weekend, my dad calls me up and he's like "Hey, you got something in the mail from England".

It was an signed picture of Daniel Radcliffe, the guy who plays Harry Potter. Now obviously, its a photocopy...but I don't care! It's still got his handwriting on it.

Unnatural Banana Boogying

Am I the only person that is thouroughly kreeped out by the Peanut Butter Jelly Time banana???


That fucker is just weird...

Hi. My Name Is Dipshit And I Want Your Money To Spend On Prozac

Some people are way to freakin' perky. And greedy. And self-centered. And annoying. And hypocritical. And they are also named Ashley. I work with this chick who just annoys the *shit* out of me.

"My name is Ashley. I have three jobs. I'm awesome. I'm better than you. And my laugh isn't annoying at all. I'm too *cool* for the rules here. I just enforce them. And everything you do is all wrong. Unless, of course, I do the exact same thing. But that's different, 'cuz that's me. And I'm ASHLEY"

I don't recomend working at the NSU call center. It's a good idea, what they do. But the student suporvisors ruin it. Or Ashley does anyway. Let me explain what we do, first. We call alumni of NSU and ask them to please donate some money to various scholarship funds. (When you recieve a scholarship from NSU, we are the ones who make the money to cover it). What I don't agree with is the method and forcefullness we are "supposed" to use in order to get their money. We are supposed to lure them into conversation with us. Make them feel specail. Make them feel like we aren't only after their money. Then we move on to talking about the particular fund that we are raising money for at the time. Then we ask them to make a HUGE donation, at least 4 times larger than the last one they gave. If they haven't ever made one before, we ask for $100. If they say no, we are supposed to ask them for half of that. If they still say no, we are supposed to as for one quarter of the original amount. Then, if they still say no, we are supposed to ask *why not*. Then we let them know that we will be calling them again in the future. Goodbye.

What would *I* hear, if I were the one being called?

"Hello! You don't know me, but I'm ready and willing to waste your time tonight. Please excuse me while I ask you about your career, your kids, the weather, and a bunch of other shit that I really don't care about. Uh huh. Oh? Interesting. Well whatever. Anyway, we promised a whole shitload of people all this money, but we kinda don't have it. So, give me like, ten gazillion dollars. What? What do you mean you have 42 kids and you've just been diagnosed with testicular cancer? I'm so sorry to hear that, but what about a mesely 5 gazillion dollars. Would that be more affordable? No? Hey don't hang up. Just give me ten bucks. Fine. Whatever. But resistance is useless. I *will* be back. Don't bother moving and/or changing your number. I *will* find you. MUHAHAHAHA!!"

And so ya. Oh, and each person that we call has a sheet of paper and on that paper, we are to write the result of each attempted call. Mike, our boss dude, told us that if any of the people had any requests or questions, that we were to write them down on the sheet and every effort would be made to address the issue or answer the question. But its not like it matters, 'cuz no one ever reads the fucking comments anyway. The "student supervisors" are supposed to hand any sheet marked "directors attention" over to Mike, but they don't. And Ashley, OMG whenever I write anything down and she sees it, she acts like i did something wrong and like, "who really gives a shit what this person said". It pisses me off. And she is supposed to be there for us to go to if we have problems or questions (seeing as to how Mike is never there) but whenever i try talking to her, she treats me like I'm a retarded ferret or something and just laughs at me. Bitch. Oh! And today I found out that even if the person requests to be taken off the calling list, we still call them. How fucking rude is that??? My God. I hope they get sued. Thank god she isn't gonna be here next year. And she always used to get made at me and Crystal for talking at work, but then her and her little minions just fuck around all day on facebook. I hate her. And she's too fucking perky. Eww. And she always brags about how she has three jobs. Wooopdeedeedoooo!

OK. I think I'm done now...LA VIE BOHEME!

Baby, Baby

In the last few weeks, I have really been stuck in a rutt. I guess I'm just really annoyed with life in general. I have no motivation. In the back of my mind, I know why I'm living. I know why I'm going to school. Everything I do is in preperation for my future family. But I'm kind of an instant-gratification type person. School is annoying. My job is annoying. Everything is annoying. I feel like everything is useless right now. I feel like I'm just existing. Going to class and work are annoying little bumps in my useless existance. I really don't know how to express what is going on in my head. But I have figured out what the only solution is.

Give Me A Reason To Grow Up!!

¤Living for my kids. Helping them to learn. Taking them to the zoo, the park, anywhere! Spending time with them. Being there for them.
¤Running my house. My own house! Not someone's parent's house. Lounging around in MY living room. Doing laundry in MY washing machine. Washing dishes in MY sink.
¤Working at my CAREER, not just some shitty part time job. Working regularly, not just once in awhile. Getting a nice paycheck that allows me to do more than pay a couple bills.


Let's get this damn college out of the way!!! I mean, I TOTALLY love Aberdeen, andI love the friends I have made at school. I am so happy that I chose NSU. I'm really glad that I decided to go to college, beause if I didn't, I would be stuck at some loser job for the rest of my life. Talk about a buzz kill! But as it is, I have alot to look forward to. It's just hard to keep reminding myself about that when I am stuck waiting for at least two more years. *sigh*

Even my subconscience has been thinking about whole making-a-baby thing. A few weeks ago, I had a dream that I had a baby and we named him "Nero". I had never even heard of that name before! In, fact, I didn't even know it was a real name until about 5 minutes ago when I looked it up at www.babynames.com. A couple nights ago, I had another dream that I had a baby and this time his name was "Damian Luther". Damian is a name that Daniel and I chose, like, 2 years ago. We aren't quite sure on the middle name, but that's OK. We have at least 2 more years before we need to worry about that too much.

Dude, I'm scared to start planning a wedding though! There's so many little things to think about and plan! I'm so glad that Daniel's mom and I get along so well. She will help me figure it all out! Daniel and I already picked out our colors. Midnight blue, Black, and Silver. They look so beautiful together! And they are the colors that we ended up wearing to all 3 proms that we went to. Plus, they match Daniel's truck. *smile* I don't know who will all be in the wedding though. In addition to the best man and maid of honor, I want two sets of bridesmaids/groomsmen. I'm almost certain that the Crystal and Brian will be the m.o.h/b.m. but as for the others? I would like Stacy to be a brides maid, but I haven't decided on the other one. And I have no idea who Daniel will choose as groomsmen, especailly now that he is pissed at Travis (Travis promised Daniel that he would be in his wedding, then changed his mind). I wouldn't mind Levi being in it. He's cool. As for the children, I would love Michael to be the ring bearer. Flower girl? Hmmm...I'll have to think about that one, too.

Wow...this post ended up alot longer than I thought it would!! I guess that's what the boredom of Easter Break does...