Okay so this is going to be a bit of a downer/complaining blog post so if you don't want to read I suggest you skip it, then wait about a year to see if I actually write something that is uplifting. (Hey, I warned you).
For some reason today/tonight I am getting really tired of hearing people complaining and them wanting me to be all cheerful as they complain. In addition, I am getting really tired of being nice to people when I really just don't want to be. Some people are really annoying me and all I want to do is eat ice cream and tell them to shove off. This may be a little contradictory that I am complaining of people complaining, but hey, it's my blog...and I warned you.
That's all.
...I was going to write an explanation of sorts, but I don't really want to. And it probably wouldn't make sense if I did. Let's hope I get feeling better by the time the family reunion comes around on Saturday...
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Motorcycles are hot
So I told Brent this story, but I felt it was too good to hold back, so here I am sharing it with you all instead of doing my homework.
This last Saturday I was hanging out with three of my guy friends (who all happen to have motorcycles by the way - in fact they live in a house with a ton of guys and about 7 of them have motorcycles - maybe more). Well we were planning on going to go see Iron Man 2 in the dollar theater - as it was new that weekend my friend Grant and I decided to go on his motorcycle to pick up tickets early. (By the way I LOVE riding on the back of motorcycles - way fun)
So in church the next day some people in my ward mentioned that they saw me riding on the back of a motorcycle. Apparently there were some people going on a group date from the ward and they all saw me "speeding off in the sunset with a guy on a motorcycle." Whatever. I told them all he was just a friend, but of course no one believed me.
That night I was hanging out with my friend Ben, and what better to do on a Sunday night than go on a motorcycle ride? So we go on a ride for almost an hour (by the way, it was AWESOME!), and as it's getting on in time I realize I should be getting back for Ward Prayer (I'm ward prayer coordinator and although my co-coordinator was conducting I still should be there to support). Anyway we're a few minutes late -ward prayer starts at 830, but we arrive about 840 - but it's okay since it usually starts about 10 or 15 minutes late - when everyone arrives. Well, we come roaring up, but he drops me off across the street in hopes that we won't attract too much attention - vain hope. According to some of my friends in the ward it looked like a movie. Their words: He comes thundering up in a motorcycle, I jump off and swing my long curly hair around and jog up to ward prayer while he looks after me, then proceeds to drive off into the distance.
Anyway when I get to the circle everyone in the ward is looking at me strangely. My co-coordinator just smiles and says "Wow, that was probably the best entrance ever!" And everyone in the ward proceeds to clap for me. It was pretty embarrassing - especially since so many people were yelling various things like "How many tattoos does he have?" "Oh wow, that must be getting serious if you're riding on the back of his motorcycle - when are you getting married?" And then from one guy "Oh dang, that's the second guy she's been on the back of a motorcycle with in two days!" I'm pretty sure at this point I was beet red, but eventually the ward got back on track and proceeded on with ward prayer.
While I was embarrassed I will admit this was awesome! And it definitely made me laugh - I've been told it added to my hot factor - which I think is ridiculous, but nice. It apparently also made me a bit unattainable as the word is I "will only date guys with motorcycles." I keep telling everyone they're just friends, but no one will listen to me...
This last Saturday I was hanging out with three of my guy friends (who all happen to have motorcycles by the way - in fact they live in a house with a ton of guys and about 7 of them have motorcycles - maybe more). Well we were planning on going to go see Iron Man 2 in the dollar theater - as it was new that weekend my friend Grant and I decided to go on his motorcycle to pick up tickets early. (By the way I LOVE riding on the back of motorcycles - way fun)
So in church the next day some people in my ward mentioned that they saw me riding on the back of a motorcycle. Apparently there were some people going on a group date from the ward and they all saw me "speeding off in the sunset with a guy on a motorcycle." Whatever. I told them all he was just a friend, but of course no one believed me.
That night I was hanging out with my friend Ben, and what better to do on a Sunday night than go on a motorcycle ride? So we go on a ride for almost an hour (by the way, it was AWESOME!), and as it's getting on in time I realize I should be getting back for Ward Prayer (I'm ward prayer coordinator and although my co-coordinator was conducting I still should be there to support). Anyway we're a few minutes late -ward prayer starts at 830, but we arrive about 840 - but it's okay since it usually starts about 10 or 15 minutes late - when everyone arrives. Well, we come roaring up, but he drops me off across the street in hopes that we won't attract too much attention - vain hope. According to some of my friends in the ward it looked like a movie. Their words: He comes thundering up in a motorcycle, I jump off and swing my long curly hair around and jog up to ward prayer while he looks after me, then proceeds to drive off into the distance.
Anyway when I get to the circle everyone in the ward is looking at me strangely. My co-coordinator just smiles and says "Wow, that was probably the best entrance ever!" And everyone in the ward proceeds to clap for me. It was pretty embarrassing - especially since so many people were yelling various things like "How many tattoos does he have?" "Oh wow, that must be getting serious if you're riding on the back of his motorcycle - when are you getting married?" And then from one guy "Oh dang, that's the second guy she's been on the back of a motorcycle with in two days!" I'm pretty sure at this point I was beet red, but eventually the ward got back on track and proceeded on with ward prayer.
While I was embarrassed I will admit this was awesome! And it definitely made me laugh - I've been told it added to my hot factor - which I think is ridiculous, but nice. It apparently also made me a bit unattainable as the word is I "will only date guys with motorcycles." I keep telling everyone they're just friends, but no one will listen to me...
Friday, July 16, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
School Sucks
Man getting your Master's really sucks. I work all day long, then get home exhausted and know I really should be doing homework, but when you have stupid projects that are confusing, broad and boring it is really hard to do so. And why is it that when I wasn't going to school I hardly ever got invited to do things, but when I'm taking a class every night I get invited to do stuff, but I CAN'T do it because of my stupid homework. Ugh...this week has been very trying as I have a paper due on Saturday morning that is worth 20% of my grade. And I don't understand the assignment. It is vague, difficult and extremely annoying.
Anyway, as for updates...I thought creepy guy was out of the picture as I had failed to respond to any of his texts. However today he texted me again and said, "Hello girl. How are you? Hope you will talk to me soon." Um...no. No way. Not ever. Don't you get a hint? Needless to say I didn't text him back. In addition, for those of you who heard about the drama this past weekend I'm done with it all. Jonathan was annoyingly good and I just couldn't handle the fact that he doesn't understand sarcasm or appreciate good jokes. And the fact that we are the same height (in this case, that is not "neat"). And as for Ben, we will continue to be good friends in the hopes that his roommates will not drive us nuts with their continual comments about how we should date. Boy was that annoying and made me quite self-conscious this past weekend.
Well I should probably get back to researching for this paper, but I have already been researching on it tonight for over 2 hours and I'm pooped. And I've gotten NO WHERE! Honestly this paper assignment is more for people who have been working in libraries for 10 years at least. Not for people who are in the first semester just starting to learn about libraries. And the encouraging thing when I spoke with mom?...Oh yeah all of the assignments will be like that (okay, thanks for the encouragement mom - really makes me want to continue on with this school business - oh wait...nope it doesn't).
Anyway, as for updates...I thought creepy guy was out of the picture as I had failed to respond to any of his texts. However today he texted me again and said, "Hello girl. How are you? Hope you will talk to me soon." Um...no. No way. Not ever. Don't you get a hint? Needless to say I didn't text him back. In addition, for those of you who heard about the drama this past weekend I'm done with it all. Jonathan was annoyingly good and I just couldn't handle the fact that he doesn't understand sarcasm or appreciate good jokes. And the fact that we are the same height (in this case, that is not "neat"). And as for Ben, we will continue to be good friends in the hopes that his roommates will not drive us nuts with their continual comments about how we should date. Boy was that annoying and made me quite self-conscious this past weekend.
Well I should probably get back to researching for this paper, but I have already been researching on it tonight for over 2 hours and I'm pooped. And I've gotten NO WHERE! Honestly this paper assignment is more for people who have been working in libraries for 10 years at least. Not for people who are in the first semester just starting to learn about libraries. And the encouraging thing when I spoke with mom?...Oh yeah all of the assignments will be like that (okay, thanks for the encouragement mom - really makes me want to continue on with this school business - oh wait...nope it doesn't).
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