Confessions

Since it's Halloween, I thought it'd be a good evening to confess some embarrassing information. I knew you'd appreciate that. 

#1 Okay, so I woke up this morning with drool on my face. All over. That's like the second or third time this week. It's so disgusting, believe me. I didn't take any pictures. Sorry for not being sorry. I think it may have something to do with a lack of sleep. Or maybe I have a leak in my mouth. I'm not sure. I only got 4 hours of sleep last night due to homework.This could end up as a great scientific discovery here. Lack of sleep = endless drooling

#2 I dropped my breakfast in my lap this morning. Just like a child. I don't normally eat breakfast, but when I do, I make sure it's something that will sustain me for a while. Or just stain me. 

#3 I weighed myself this morning. Since I started weight lifting, I pretty much stopped weighing myself. It's so depressing. So after my breakfast fell in my lap, I thought, "Hey, why not weigh myself?" #Worsteideaever. 

Retarded hash symbol. That's the first time I've ever used one like that. And I definitely hate it. 4 hours of sleep was already getting to me when I stepped on the scale, so I shed a few tears over the situation. I hate gaining weight, people. So to make myself feel better I flexed in the mirror...several times. And then I suddenly felt awesome. Which is another reason why I should never trust my feelings. 

Feel free to judge. But don't hate. 

  

Yeah, right.

#4 I shrank my favorite pair of pants in the drier this week. I ended up drying them 2 1/2 times total. One time for the initial drying. Two times because some towels in were still damp by the end of the first round. And an extra 1/2 time because I threw something wet on top of the 2x dry clothes. 

Stretchy Hollister pants don't appreciate being dried that long. I spent like 10 minutes getting them on and trying to re-stretch them to the original condition. It was such a difficult task that it made me about 5 minutes late to class. I freaking love those pants. I legit almost started crying when I couldn't fit them over my butt. 

I finally got them on though, no worries. 

#5 I didn't dress up for Halloween this year. I was such a scrooge. I even went to a Halloween dress up party and managed not to dress up. Lame to the max, Lindsay. And everyone dressed up as pirates at work today. And guess who didn't? Yeah, me. I actually woke up this morning and totally forgot it was Halloween. How cool is that? But I did let them put a fake tattoo on my neck. That counts for something, right? 

I also have a pumpkin here that I don't think I'm going to get the chance to carve. That's such a heart break to me 'cause I've never carved a pumpkin in my life. I was really looking forward to it.  

#6 People drive me crazy. 

Okay, so some people make me crazy. I was minding my own business when I hear a guy tell his woman friend, while looking directly at me, "No. She can't even compare to you Babe." And he said it loud enough for me to hear. Thanks, bumhole. I appreciate the kind words and all, but next time keep them between yourselves. I don't want to hear it. I thought about saying, "I'll show YOU 'can't compare'!" But I kept my peace.   

#7 I chased my dog (Dice) with the vacuum cleaner tonight. I mean, what else do you expect when I'm home alone cleaning? It gets boring. I cornered Dice in my brother's room next to a bed and a wall. I then yelled at him to move, even though there was obviously no place for him to go other than directly into the vacuum cleaner. 

So he scrambled into a small cubby hole underneath of the bed. 

That made me so mad. It took forever to get his fat rear out from underneath there. I definitely horrified him. He's been ignoring me all evening since then, purposely trying to make me feel bad. 

It's not working. 

#8 Ever notice that it's always the moments you look your absolute worst when people decide to notice you?  That's happened at least three times this week to me. It's like the one day I'm too lazy to put on makeup is the day I run into 500 people who want to talk. Then tonight while running on the gravel roads, I decided to strip myself of the sweater I was wearing over my exercise bra. I got hot. And there's barely anyone who drives back here anyways. But of course, someone had to drive by in need of directions. "Where are the deer around here?"  Everywhere, duh. And that's basically what I told them. My stomach is so white, it looks like a piece of paper. Which is why no one is supposed to see it. Ever again. 

#9 I've had about 10 dates in the past two days. 

The fruit type. 

It makes me sound like I've got something spiffy and extreme happenin' in my life. But in reality, I'm just cheating on my diet. Not really cheating, just partially cheating. Well, I don't consider the way I eat to be a diet. Not at all. So, I guess it's not cheating after all. Just dating around. Woot! woot! 

And I just dated four more times. Gettin' a bit edgy now. But what can I say? It's Halloween. It's either date or eat my brother's trick-o-treat candy. I'd rather date. 

#10 I miss my car. I've been having to drive the swagga' wagon (our minivan) to school these days. Not that I don't love the fact that it passes cars way faster than my car, I just like my car. 

BUUUT, on the bright side of the whole stick in the back glass situation, we're taking a trip up to Northern Indiana to have it fixed. It's cheaper that way. WOO!  Don't ask questions, just agree. But that means that I get to study for 6 1/2 hours straight with no back glass. Ew and double ew. But that also means that I get to see some of my chums for a day or so. I'm all for that. 

Since my best friend left for the air-force, I do have some great pictures to put up. But the computer is being dumb with my video upload for that post. So, we'll see what goes down with all that. 

I miss her like crazy already though. It's awful. 

Merry Halloween! 

A Little bit of This with a Little bit of That

Bummin'

It just crossed my mind that I bum around the house in some pretty confusing outfits most of the time. So I took a picture for you. 

You're welcome. 

Yes, I am wearing a flannel shirt with exercise pants and two different pairs of socks. And I'm wearing my glasses just for the heck of it. Deal with it. 

I'm supposed to be doing homework... This is more fun right now though.  

But what isn't more fun than homework? Absolutely nothing. 

So, Friday morning I definitely went to school. I was supposed to wake up at 5:30 and get to school mega early to get some computer crap done. Like that would happen. And it didn't. 

I ended up being like 40 minutes early anyways. And I still got everything done. 

Just didn't take a shower. Which means my hair didn't get washed. Which means a bun was my best friend. Buns are always my best friend. As long as they're in the form of hair. Not bread. 

Is it sad that McDonalds provides the best coffee than any other place in your area? I think so. I definitely would like it if someone would open a Starbucks in town. That would be more than cool. 

I ordered a large black coffee after school. With two creams in it. They definitely spiked the creamer though.

So I was buzzed for about 5 or 6 hours after that. Which means everyone at work got to hear me talk. A lot. 

And someone definitely bought a Lindt 85% Dark Chocolate bar and convinced me to eat most of it after I got off work. I've got idea who would do such a thing. Pure cruelty.  

After Runnin'

It seriously tasted like heaven.
I would know, since I finished the last of it tonight.

Normally I go to the gym to end my day. But I came home and went on a run instead, thinking I'd be a beast. But my knee decided to act all moronic and demanded that I stop running at 1 mile. So I had to listen. I did make up some cool dance moves on the walk back home. And I took another picture for you with my running buddy, Buster. There I am sportin' that nice unwashed bun. And as you can clearly see, Buster adores taking pictures with me.
That's my buzzed coffee face. 

I made some carrot cake muffins. I don't want to talk about how many I've eaten.
Actually, I don't want to talk about food anymore. I destroyed my healthy eating this entire weekend. SO much food went into my body. I actually feel really nauseated right now because of it. Someone smack me for using the word nauseated.

This weekend was really hard for me. I mean, seriously filled with emotional issues.
Picture me home alone, standing in my bathroom screaming and pulling at my hair whilst trying to make it look good while sobbing like a baby...well. On second thought, don't picture that. But it did happen.
My hair enjoys making me angry.
But I was crying because my cousin, Katelyn, is leaving for the air-force tomorrow. I spent the night with her last night. And we definitely stayed up 'till 3am talking about pointless things. I took pictures. But those are going in a separate post.

Among other things, a huge limb fell out of a tree in our driveway and landed on my back glass and busted it. What are the odds?
I hate that stick.
I also hate zits that show up randomly on my left cheek. It's next to impossible to cover them with makeup.
And I hate this cold-sore on my lower lip.

I don't actually hate everything though. In fact, I've fallen in love.

With a song.
Shake Senora by Pitbull (remix). I highly suggest listening to it while washing dishes. Try to keep your body still. I dare you.

I've been dancing a lot lately. It makes my day better instantly. I even dance while driving to school now. While singing entirely too loud and obnoxiously. Ridiculously awesome.
Did you know that Walmart sells amazing/relatively cheap pre-made salads?
I found that out today...which is also ridiculously awesome for those days when I'm too lazy to pack a lunch. Which happens to be about 95% of the time.
I'm officially divorcing Subway's salads to save 2$.