In the spirit of Mike's quizzes...
Video Game Character
Comic Book Hero (I actually cheated and got Emma Frost--nemesis of the X-Men--first, and Storm [how funny] 2nd... I like Psylocke better. :D)
Movie Villian (I called it!!! :D)
PS - I didn't say a word, Mike. My mom did. She actually said nine: "Tell that boy to keep his hands to himself!" Translated from irate black woman, that means, "Why are you looming over my daughter talking about cabinets?" :D
Newness!!!
If you haven't already checked out my new splash page (the page you see when you go to www.biancasimone.com), then go do it! It's precious. Then you can come back. Also, for those of you that have been haggling me about having a photo gallery... I have one now! That was my project. yay. :) I also updated my 'about' page, but it's stuff that's so minor, only I would realize it. And people that pay really close attention... :) So, go have fun! Look at my new splash page, look at my photo gallery (chances are, there's a picture of YOU in there), and most of all, have fun. :) I'll post about my life later on (probably this weekend).
Party time!
So I'm going to move in with Jen at the end of the month. YAY good times. It will be like a party! All that's really left to move now is a futon, the dental chair (if Allison wants to get rid of it), and my stuff (I think I will just slowly start to 'flow' it over there). Every day will be like a party! We even have a mini kitchen! Complete with microwave, toaster, George Foreman mini grill (shh, don't tell) and (soon to come) toaster oven and electric skillet! We will be cooking and baking machines (although to bake we'll actually have to use the kitchen... so what)!
So... I went lifting with Zac on Wednesday; it was cool. Except I felt weak because I could only do 65 lbs (BARELY...ugh) and I maxed out at 135 in high school. I think I even did 2 reps of it. But back to the current times... my pecs (YES, I do have pecs, and YES they are nice) are hurting STILL TODAY. My arms were a little sore afterwards, so I just rested my arms on my head (it sounds goofy unless you see me do it) while I was biking. Zac came over and imitated me and was like, "Does that help?" I started laughing and was like, "I dunno... I just do it because it's comfortable! Although, it does reduce some of the burning here (talking about the above-your-armpit-when-your-arm-is-raised part of the arm)." He laughed and shrugged simultaneously (I
love it when he does that), and then trotted away to some other fun machine. Justin and/or Mike will probably hit me for saying this, but Zac is so hot! They'll hit me because all I ever do is talk about how cute I think he is, and I never really DO anything except oogle... and occasionally talk to him, too. I'm sorry, that's just how I operate!
In other news, my wonderful project is almost done. I think you guys will like it! And then everyone will jump on the coolness bandwagon. :) My contacts are in a coffee cup right now because I can't find my contact case under 4 days of dirty dishes on my sink. I think they got absorbed, lol. Oh well, I'll just steal one from Kyle when I go home, he has like 5 contact cases in the bathroom! Anyway... I'm hungry now, so I'm going to debate whether putting clothes on (read: a hoodie over my pajamas) and going to the Chinese place or making some food myself... *reaches for the hoodie* teehee. OHH Maybe I can go to Taco Hut with Mike! But... that would require putting on clothes for real. And showering. Aww man... We'll see!!! Bye! :D
Do you have Adult ADD?
No, but you are extremely likely to be clinically depressed.
Anyway! Enough with online self-evaluations... One of those is not convincing to me. I think I have Adult ADD. Or maybe just trouble focusing and remembering things (aka being scatterbrained). I went on a hunt for my camera charger. That was interesting. I looked through my desk, then realized my head was still pounding so got up and took my meds and then went over to the fridge for a drink. After I did that, I thought, "Hmm, I have to potty" and went to the bathroom. After I washed my hands I was like, "Um, I know I was looking for something..." and proceeded to look through my desk and underwear drawer again, only to realize I need to go to the Bursar's office and need to find some shorts to wear so I can bike over there tomorrow... So I looked at my suitcase and then searched through my clothes of varying dirtiness for my blue shorts which I hoped were clean before realizing I was supposed to be looking for my camera battery charger. Then I started thinking about Murphy's law... I know this one isn't "the" ML, but is one of them, "When you're not looking for something it's always there, but when you need it and try to look for it, you can't find it"? If it isn't... it sounds like it could be one.
In other news, I was in Frankfort all day, hanging out with JenP and her family, and then JoshR and his family. All I have to say is... I'm so glad no one was blatantly racist. I might have died. Although Jen assured me that her family was okay, I did get a couple of 'those' looks. But everyone behaved and kept their shotguns in their respective vehicles, so I left unscathed. Then we went over to Josh's (he was at his house while Jen and I went to her stepdad's house) to get ready to head on back. His niece thinks I'm goofy. She also thinks all of her barn animals should pee on me. Yea, yea, laugh laugh. I got peed on by like 5 little plastic barn animals. Hayley (his niece) thought it was comical enough. At least Jax (Josh's rabbit) didn't pee on me for real. I also got growled at, yelled at, screamed at, and I got caught on a fishing hook about 4 times... all by Hayley, LOL. The fishing hook was magnetic, she's 4, her family's not dumb!!! I don't really care, as long as the kid is kind of behaving and is highly amused. Maybe that's why the kids back on Laramie Trail loved me, I wasn't all crazily overbearing like their parents. That probably also explains how I got cracked in the nose with a plastic turtle and had to 'sit out' of a game for like 15 minutes while spitting and coughing up blood in my neighbor's sink while babysitting... LOL Maybe I just exude a 'walk all over me' attitude. Well, that's not really exuded, per se. It's interpreted. (Charlie, I am SO not a jungle gym... You might be a puppy now but when you're 3/4 my size that will have to stop!!!)
So that's my life. :) Hopefully I can find my camera batter charger. I know it's in this pile of crap somewhere. I suppose I better head to bed soon so I can go to the Bursar's office later today.
Happy 1st birthday!
biancasimone.com is now 1 year old! Really, it's a little more than that, but it's got a year's worth of blogs on it!
I wish I were canoeing in Otter Creek right now, but because of a storm, Council's retreat got cut a little short (awww). Oh well, I hope we can come back and do it again! At least
I have some memorabilia (besides photos). I have a huge assed-knot on my forehead. It's really a bug bite that I started scratching like crazy last night. Now it's huge-mongous. I look so retarded.
Anyway, I am going to try to have lotsa pictures up by next month! :D
OH! I visited Nadia and Alissa's apartment Friday, I met their puppy (a bull terrier), Charlie. He is so freaking tiny! He's like a foot and a half long and a little over 2 lbs. And I think he thinks I'm a gigantic chew toy/jungle gym. He kept biting my hands, and then he was climbing over my legs... what a nutty little dog.
La voz de razón
Oh, Mister
voice of reason, I cannot argue with you. You are never wrong. I am compelled to listen to you because you obviously are more reasonable than I am. *sigh*
Anyway, some of you might be interested to know that I'm taking up a project for my site! It won't be done for at least a few weeks, but I'm sure you'll love it when it's done! I may not be the
coolest kid,
smartest kid, or
trendiest kid on the blogblock, but I think it will be nifty when it's done.
burning (or maybe just tingling) questions
Offer your helpful insight to any of these questions... ^^ Or just read through them all and realize that I really
have lost it.
1. If I got an IPod (ha! that's funny--I'm broke), would I have to get a Mac too? [I swear, Mac users are freaking loaded]
2. Am I going to keep wearing skirts until someone notices I've been doing it for a good four or five days now? (Don't even think about saying, "oh, yea... i remember that now" you bastards! I quit!)
3. Is it possible for me to finish my degree at U of L without going insane?
4. Will I ever be taller than my brothers?
5. Does he love me, or does he love me not?
6. Will I ever see Wes again? Or to really be his friend will I have to hunt down and threaten Amanda?
7. Could I deposit $300 in the bank and have a balance of over $200 for more than 5 seconds?
8. Will my bank ever see four (non-decimal) digits again? [Ahh, those were good times]
9. Is it possible for me to own a functional car for more than a year or two?
10. Will you disown me when I get my second and third tattoos?
Stream of conciousness is yummy.
Mo' money, mo' problems
AKA the more money I need, the more problems I have
So, in order to release some stress and have clean sheets and clothes, I attempted to do laundry. I was glad I put $10 on my card cause I didn't really feel like lugging a basket FULL of laundry, detergent, and a roll of quarters down there. And what do I see when I get there? A freaking Post-It (don't sue me, 3M) note that said, "Out of order, thank you". I felt like scribbling out 'thank' and writing 'screw' above it. Why don't they warn people about stuff like that?! I haven't done laundry since my grandma died, like I'm "up on the times" about the laundry room. I could have easily gotten a roll of quarters and just done laundry the hard way. I don't have that much money to spend anyway! After I put money on my card, I used a lot of my quarters because I didn't think I needed them. I can't go home because, well, I don't have a functional car right now. My family is coming back home this weekend, but I don't feel like bringing ALL that laundry home and then bringing it all back. I'd rather just get a roll of quarters from my mom and do laundry here.
UGH.
I called the bank people today, again. They're so retarded, I swear. I hate talking to incompetent people. I would rather have talked to the little girl I talked to last week instead of some crazy woman. The woman I talked to this time said they'd call me back. Well, here I am 2+ hours later and still no call. IDIOTS. If I don't have enough money for this alleged double overdraft charge (which they've done before because of the way they input stuff), how the hell am I going to have another $14 dollars to pay for 2 days' worth of "negative fund" charges? People today are such jerks. I don't even have that much money in the first place. Because, yea, my $8/hr. job that I work 6 hours a week at will really be able to pay that off.
I think I'm just going to lay down and cry now. And when I wake up hopefully the baby dragon will still be sleeping. If it's awake when I call the bank or awakened by whoever I talk to, it won't be very pleasant. I'll probably be charged with assault. Or attempted murder. The prices other people have to pay for their own stupidity.
When life hands you lemons, gouge its eyes out
I hate US Bank! They overcharged me twice because they love being random! I think it's because I got charged twice at the Chinese restaurant and it would have caused an overdraft. BUT I had those charges removed before these were posted. So there should be no overdraft charge! UGH! They are getting a not-so-nice call early in the morning.
Cambiar es bueno
in english: change is good
I updated my blogger template to a new one! Can you tell? ^^ Didn't think so. The only thing that changed is having comments. I realized that there's a template that's exactly the same as the one I had previously, with all the cool updates pre-installed. Thanks blogger! I'm sure Mike and Bob will be happy to comment on my site now. :D
So Bridget and Wes are going to be here
tomorrow later today. I hope it's a blast. :) I also hope I have clean underwear. I have clean everything else. I need to do laundry. And go to Kroger so I can buy groceries with my measly $20. Yummy, ramen and lipton noodles! Me and pasta have a love-love relationship.
And, I now what my car needs... another damned engine!!! I'm pretty upset about that. But, oh well. My parents are going to talk about it to each other tomorrow and then tell me so I can tell the guys what credit card to put it on... damned. But at least my car will be back. It's cool that the guy "didn't charge to take [the engine] out and take it apart and see what's wrong with it. It's a waste of time and [your] money to charge you 10 hours of labor just to get you a new one." He rules.
Today was the first day of Macroecon. The teacher's name is Bridget. We will be friends. :D She is a crazy little woman with all kinds of (possibly feminist) ideas about economics and life, e.g. "crazy math and calculus". Yes, she said that while talking about diagrams (a cornerstone of communication in economics) in higher levels of economics. Mike and I also thought like economists. He was using all of his salt and none of his pepper, and I was using barely any salt and mostly pepper. So I traded my salt shaker for his pepper shaker. I'm thinking like an economist! I'm going to ace this class. :D
