Blogger, I've missed you.
I haven't felt the need to blog about anything, "worth while."
I can always blog about how stupid people are, or my "obsession" with correcting people when they're wrong, it's not an obsession, it's teaching thank you very much!
I blog about those all the time. I haven't done my Disney Challenge in a while, but no one reads those anyways so I end up wasting thirty minutes to an hour researching and getting pictures when one person (me) reads it.
I posted a status asking what I should blog about and received one answer in return.
From my best friend since childhood, her answer was, "Me."
So I guess I will do a blog about Chelsey.
Plain and simple, this is my Ode to Chelsey:
Chelsey moved across the street the street from me when I was ten and she was almost nine. It was actually diagonal from my house, to the left. She had the deepest southern accent and cute brown ringlets. We instantly became friends, as a side note remember when you were little making friends there was never "awkward silences," you just clicked with that person and that was it. Why is it so hard when you get older?
Finding out our birthdays were basically right next to each other, hers is the 29th mine is the 27th of November, only solidified our friendship!
Anyways, we always played together going on adventures at Chalker or the woods behind some random persons house. We found a secret place, actually in the woods behind someones house. There was a tree you could climb and sit on and also a little creek that ran behind it. We would pack food and go on a picnic to our secret place.
We would spend the night at her house and stay up as late as possible watching T.V. or playing silly games. We always thought we were witches and could do magic, thank you "The Craft," for making children believe they can actually be witches and thank you society for stealing our dreams away from us. Anyways, I remember we burnt her door because we had it leaning against boxes as a "fort" and we lit a candle under it, burning the door. I don't think her mom was that mad, which was good!
She got a trampoline and our summer and afternoons after school were spent living on that thing! It was so much fun and at the same time dangerous. I hated getting double bounced, that's the worst thing in the world, and I believe Chelsey fell off the trampoline one time. We would lay on it and look at the sky or get it wet and have a way to cool down during the summer.
Her neighbors were two little boys, one, Andrew, had the biggest crush on Chelsey and we would have pine cone wars with them, I'm pretty sure we always won, those boys were big babies!!
There's a wooden fence dividing their yards and one day Chelsey and I got our hands muddy and put our hand prints on the fence and wrote our names, in mud, next to them. A few years ago, when I was still living in Georgia snuck into the new renters back yard and looked to see if our hand prints were still there. This was years after we had placed them there. True friendship lasts the tests of time.
Chelsey, unfortunately, moved right before she went into 7th grade I was going into 8th. She moved all the way to Texas! Those years were tough, we barely talked we basically stopped being friends. She ended up moving back to North Carolina, where she is originally from and we started talking again. I don't think there has been a day where we haven't talked for the past three years.
Since we've know each other we've gotten into multiple fights, we've slapped each other even. Through it all though we've remained friends, no matter what we say or do to each other we'll always be friends.
We tell each other are deepest and darkest secrets, we talk about the absolute weirdest things. Seriously, picture the weirdest thing you can now take it three steps further, yeah we talk about that.
She's the smartest funniest girl I know. She's determined and caring. I know she'll always be there for me when I need her and I will always be there for her, no matter how far away we are from each other I know she has my back and I have hers.
One day I am sure we will be neighbors again and when that day comes, world you better watch out!
I wish everyone could have or does have a BFF like I have!! If you don't you're missing out and if you do, you're lucky and don't let them go!
I love you Chelsey, as if we were family!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Malevolent
This is the first time I've been able to connect to the internet in 24 hours. I know, it doesn't seem like a big deal, but when you have Comcast, it's a huge deal.
Every time you call Comcast they mutter something about "quality" service, blah blah blah, I stopped listening after the third phone call to them. If you're wondering how many times I've called Comcast in the past 24 hours, let me tell you 14. I've memorized the buttons I need to push to get to where I want, #, last four#, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2 ,2. Then you get to yell at a representative.
Side note, I find it a strange coincidence that those numbers are 122. :)
"My internet isn't working."
"I am truly sorry about that ma'am (shut up no you're not), what's the name on the account?"
...
"and who are you?"
...
"Thank you ma'am.....There's an outage in your area."
"I know, I've known since yesterday there was an outage. I'm paying you guys to have "quality service," and yet you can't deliver."
"It should be working soon ma'am, what I can do-" and they sound really excited about what they're going to tell me, like it'll fix all my problems, " is give you a call when the service starts working again and the outage is over."
"I don't want a phone call, I want my internet to work."
Let me tell you, Comcast is the worst company ever to deal will. Yesterday, I called at 2pm they told me to call back in 2-3 hours and the outage was 60% over with. Whatever. So I called back at 5pm,
"I'm truly sorry ma'am. The outage seems to be at 30%, we have no ETA when the service will work again, call back in 4 hours."
Yes it went down 30% apparently, or someone is a big liar. Don't ask to be transferred to "Customer Service," 'cause guess what? They'll transfer you to billing. When you ask to be transferred from billing to Customer Service, they will act shocked like they don't know what the heck those two words mean and tell you, "We don't have a customer service." Oooo Shocker! I could've told you that.
If you demand to speak to a supervisor they will refuse unless you give them a "good enough" reason as to why you need to go above their little brain, "Because I'm about to cancel my service," is not a good enough reason. Instead you'll get, "You can cancel if you want to ma'am."
"Do you really think your boss wants to hear you telling customers to cancel?"
"NO!!!! You said you were going to cancel."
"Which is when you give me a damn good reason to stay idiot." Apparently she didn't go through training.
When you ask for a credit to go on your account they tell you it will be two dollars.... Two full dollars. Ballin'!
I feel awful for people who had college courses online and because of Comcast weren't able to get their stuff turned in or worse they had a final and failed because of Comcast.
They only thing that makes me feel a tiny bit better is that, one of the times I called they said the outage was affecting 500 homes, so assuming those 500 people have the same service I do, Comcast is losing 1000 dollars or more if people have a higher package.
Please people, save yourselves a bunch of trouble, when you're looking for internet/cable service, skip right over Comcast. You'll be glad you did.
Side note.
Apparently my neighbors don't take cops seriously, because if you follow me on Facebook, you know they are constantly blaring rap music. They were doing so at like 9pm last night, I was in an awful mood anyways so they last thing I wanted to hear was the music of Satan's ass hole, for a split second I contemplated blaring my music back, I decided against it, that would make me no better than them, so I called the cops on them about a noise ordinance, apparently the cops came out, but my neighbors, I suppose are above the law, and they continued to blare it. At 1:38 am, it was still going, so I called again. Shortly after, aka 2 am the music stopped.
I don't get how a 21 year old acts more mature than two forty somethings.
Every time you call Comcast they mutter something about "quality" service, blah blah blah, I stopped listening after the third phone call to them. If you're wondering how many times I've called Comcast in the past 24 hours, let me tell you 14. I've memorized the buttons I need to push to get to where I want, #, last four#, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2 ,2. Then you get to yell at a representative.
Side note, I find it a strange coincidence that those numbers are 122. :)
"My internet isn't working."
"I am truly sorry about that ma'am (shut up no you're not), what's the name on the account?"
...
"and who are you?"
...
"Thank you ma'am.....There's an outage in your area."
"I know, I've known since yesterday there was an outage. I'm paying you guys to have "quality service," and yet you can't deliver."
"It should be working soon ma'am, what I can do-" and they sound really excited about what they're going to tell me, like it'll fix all my problems, " is give you a call when the service starts working again and the outage is over."
"I don't want a phone call, I want my internet to work."
Let me tell you, Comcast is the worst company ever to deal will. Yesterday, I called at 2pm they told me to call back in 2-3 hours and the outage was 60% over with. Whatever. So I called back at 5pm,
"I'm truly sorry ma'am. The outage seems to be at 30%, we have no ETA when the service will work again, call back in 4 hours."
Yes it went down 30% apparently, or someone is a big liar. Don't ask to be transferred to "Customer Service," 'cause guess what? They'll transfer you to billing. When you ask to be transferred from billing to Customer Service, they will act shocked like they don't know what the heck those two words mean and tell you, "We don't have a customer service." Oooo Shocker! I could've told you that.
If you demand to speak to a supervisor they will refuse unless you give them a "good enough" reason as to why you need to go above their little brain, "Because I'm about to cancel my service," is not a good enough reason. Instead you'll get, "You can cancel if you want to ma'am."
"Do you really think your boss wants to hear you telling customers to cancel?"
"NO!!!! You said you were going to cancel."
"Which is when you give me a damn good reason to stay idiot." Apparently she didn't go through training.
When you ask for a credit to go on your account they tell you it will be two dollars.... Two full dollars. Ballin'!
I feel awful for people who had college courses online and because of Comcast weren't able to get their stuff turned in or worse they had a final and failed because of Comcast.
They only thing that makes me feel a tiny bit better is that, one of the times I called they said the outage was affecting 500 homes, so assuming those 500 people have the same service I do, Comcast is losing 1000 dollars or more if people have a higher package.
Please people, save yourselves a bunch of trouble, when you're looking for internet/cable service, skip right over Comcast. You'll be glad you did.
Side note.
Apparently my neighbors don't take cops seriously, because if you follow me on Facebook, you know they are constantly blaring rap music. They were doing so at like 9pm last night, I was in an awful mood anyways so they last thing I wanted to hear was the music of Satan's ass hole, for a split second I contemplated blaring my music back, I decided against it, that would make me no better than them, so I called the cops on them about a noise ordinance, apparently the cops came out, but my neighbors, I suppose are above the law, and they continued to blare it. At 1:38 am, it was still going, so I called again. Shortly after, aka 2 am the music stopped.
I don't get how a 21 year old acts more mature than two forty somethings.
Friday, June 24, 2011
To cause to know something.
I will never apologize for who I am.
Unlike Devin who has lost all hope for humanity ever being smart again, I have not. Granted the hope is small, but it's there. I told him he doesn't want to be an English teacher, which is why his hope is lost and mine is present. I'm sick of tip toeing around people because, apparently, correcting someone is taboo and rude. Excuse me if I'm wrong, but that's how people learn, or have you all already forgotten what that means?
Well here is the definition of the word "learn:" to gain knowledge, understanding or skill by study or experience.
How can you learn if you are never corrected? Here is the definition for "correct:" to make right <~an error>.
Whats an error? Error: a usu. ignorant or unintentional deviating from accuracy or truth.
I don't see the word "rude," anywhere in those definitions. I'm giving you knowledge by making right your deviation of the truth.
Honestly, if you don't like it, please delete me. Please. I have no problem helping the world become a better and smarter place, but if you'd like to stay ignorant and stupid, that's your choice and I will not stop correcting you, so if you don't like it, delete me.
I'm sick of reading abbreviated sentences with half of the words spelled wrong, does 5 seconds really make that much of a difference in your life that u hav 2 tipe lyke dis? First of all, you just look like a fool if you keep the same number of letters, but change the spelling, really, that didn't change how long it took you, it just makes you look like an idiot. Secondly, how am I, or anyone supposed to take anything you say seriously if you type like that. God only knows what you sound like when you open your mouth.
I'm from Georgia, my entire family is southern, some more on the hillbilly side than others, while a southern bell accent, like my mom has, is cute. The backwoods red neck dialect is obnoxious and I can't understand half of what you say. I could probably understand a Japanese deaf person more than I could you.
Quickly let me clear something up, in this post "you" is used generally, and not directed towards any one person, like my previous post was.
If you talk like you're from the ghetto, I, again, can't understand a word you're saying. Ebonics isn't even a real "language," and I cringe knowing I just used the words "ebonics" and "language," in the same sentence. I refuse to capitalize the word "ebonics" as well because "ebony" is a color and colors are nouns not pronouns.
If you want to get some where in life, or you want me to stop correcting you every time you open your mouth, then pay attention in school or to me, which ever is easiest for your brain to comprehend.
I'm not correcting you to degrade you, that's the last thing I want. I'm trying to better you, so you can have a good life and be something instead of an idiot.
American's take their education for granted, please if you don't want to be smart and sound intelligent, give your spot in school to a child in Africa who actually wants to be intelligent and become something.
Turn off the T.V. get off Farmville and read a damn book. For most of you, I'd start with the dictionary.
"No one is going to take what you say seriously if you don't use common rules of spelling, grammar and punctuation." PC Cast, an amazing and successful author and teacher.
I will keep correcting all of you until your mistakes are none, my hope isn't gone yet.
Unlike Devin who has lost all hope for humanity ever being smart again, I have not. Granted the hope is small, but it's there. I told him he doesn't want to be an English teacher, which is why his hope is lost and mine is present. I'm sick of tip toeing around people because, apparently, correcting someone is taboo and rude. Excuse me if I'm wrong, but that's how people learn, or have you all already forgotten what that means?
Well here is the definition of the word "learn:" to gain knowledge, understanding or skill by study or experience.
How can you learn if you are never corrected? Here is the definition for "correct:" to make right <~an error>.
Whats an error? Error: a usu. ignorant or unintentional deviating from accuracy or truth.
I don't see the word "rude," anywhere in those definitions. I'm giving you knowledge by making right your deviation of the truth.
Honestly, if you don't like it, please delete me. Please. I have no problem helping the world become a better and smarter place, but if you'd like to stay ignorant and stupid, that's your choice and I will not stop correcting you, so if you don't like it, delete me.
I'm sick of reading abbreviated sentences with half of the words spelled wrong, does 5 seconds really make that much of a difference in your life that u hav 2 tipe lyke dis? First of all, you just look like a fool if you keep the same number of letters, but change the spelling, really, that didn't change how long it took you, it just makes you look like an idiot. Secondly, how am I, or anyone supposed to take anything you say seriously if you type like that. God only knows what you sound like when you open your mouth.
I'm from Georgia, my entire family is southern, some more on the hillbilly side than others, while a southern bell accent, like my mom has, is cute. The backwoods red neck dialect is obnoxious and I can't understand half of what you say. I could probably understand a Japanese deaf person more than I could you.
Quickly let me clear something up, in this post "you" is used generally, and not directed towards any one person, like my previous post was.
If you talk like you're from the ghetto, I, again, can't understand a word you're saying. Ebonics isn't even a real "language," and I cringe knowing I just used the words "ebonics" and "language," in the same sentence. I refuse to capitalize the word "ebonics" as well because "ebony" is a color and colors are nouns not pronouns.
If you want to get some where in life, or you want me to stop correcting you every time you open your mouth, then pay attention in school or to me, which ever is easiest for your brain to comprehend.
I'm not correcting you to degrade you, that's the last thing I want. I'm trying to better you, so you can have a good life and be something instead of an idiot.
American's take their education for granted, please if you don't want to be smart and sound intelligent, give your spot in school to a child in Africa who actually wants to be intelligent and become something.
Turn off the T.V. get off Farmville and read a damn book. For most of you, I'd start with the dictionary.
"No one is going to take what you say seriously if you don't use common rules of spelling, grammar and punctuation." PC Cast, an amazing and successful author and teacher.
I will keep correcting all of you until your mistakes are none, my hope isn't gone yet.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Well, that wasn't obvious.
I should've posted this blog this morning when I was rudely, and I mean rudely, awaken multiple times. I guess I can still muster up the anger and frustration to still get my point across, but this morning there would have been a lot more colorful language and less structure.
I will try to stay away from the language, because I hate cussing, unless that is the only way to get my point across.
First off let me start by saying, this is my blog. What I say here is what I think and feel, if you don't like it, don't read it! I have not and will never sell out to be "popular," so if the things I say hurt your feelings, get the f^(k over it, it's not changing.
I don't like meddling in other peoples business, unless it has to do with my immediate family, for those of you that don't know what that means: husband, mom, brother (for me). I have no problem meddling in other peoples business, I just choose not to, because it's not my place and I'd like it if people gave me the same courtesy, it's not likely, but here's hoping.
Also, let me just throw this out there, I love my mother very much and nothing is ever going to change that. If my mom wants to call me and talk to me about her day, fine. If she doesn't want to call me and talk about her day, fine! She doesn't have to, so just because she calls someone else, doesn't mean I could careless, it just means she chose to call you instead. Don't blow it out of proportion and cause drama that doesn't need to happen, because you think the world revolves around you.
Another thing, who are you to tell me whether or not I'm a good daughter when you can't even handle your own children? You want to talk about disrespectful? At least when I lived with my mom I had a job, I had a job when I was 16 till I moved out. I helped pay for bills and I never back talked my mom. So now who is the good child? Don't you or anyone ever tell me what I should be doing.
And before you tell me I need to call my mom, why don't you check to see if I have already? Again, if she wanted to talk to me, SHE WOULD HAVE CALLED ME! She has my number and she's a big girl, she can handle talking to her own daughter when she wants or needs to.
I don't need multiple calls at 9:00 at night, I'm not going to answer, I don't answer the phone when I don't want to talk to people, that's how it works. Moreover, I don't get up at 8 in the morning, so when you call me repeatedly, again, and text me, that's just going to piss me off, especially when I didn't get to sleep till closer to 5 am. Have some consideration for other people and stop thinking about yourself!
You wonder why I don't talk to you or why I deleted you before off Facebook, well here's why. Stop getting in peoples business and maybe they'll want to talk to you!
Fin
I will try to stay away from the language, because I hate cussing, unless that is the only way to get my point across.
First off let me start by saying, this is my blog. What I say here is what I think and feel, if you don't like it, don't read it! I have not and will never sell out to be "popular," so if the things I say hurt your feelings, get the f^(k over it, it's not changing.
I don't like meddling in other peoples business, unless it has to do with my immediate family, for those of you that don't know what that means: husband, mom, brother (for me). I have no problem meddling in other peoples business, I just choose not to, because it's not my place and I'd like it if people gave me the same courtesy, it's not likely, but here's hoping.
Also, let me just throw this out there, I love my mother very much and nothing is ever going to change that. If my mom wants to call me and talk to me about her day, fine. If she doesn't want to call me and talk about her day, fine! She doesn't have to, so just because she calls someone else, doesn't mean I could careless, it just means she chose to call you instead. Don't blow it out of proportion and cause drama that doesn't need to happen, because you think the world revolves around you.
Another thing, who are you to tell me whether or not I'm a good daughter when you can't even handle your own children? You want to talk about disrespectful? At least when I lived with my mom I had a job, I had a job when I was 16 till I moved out. I helped pay for bills and I never back talked my mom. So now who is the good child? Don't you or anyone ever tell me what I should be doing.
And before you tell me I need to call my mom, why don't you check to see if I have already? Again, if she wanted to talk to me, SHE WOULD HAVE CALLED ME! She has my number and she's a big girl, she can handle talking to her own daughter when she wants or needs to.
I don't need multiple calls at 9:00 at night, I'm not going to answer, I don't answer the phone when I don't want to talk to people, that's how it works. Moreover, I don't get up at 8 in the morning, so when you call me repeatedly, again, and text me, that's just going to piss me off, especially when I didn't get to sleep till closer to 5 am. Have some consideration for other people and stop thinking about yourself!
You wonder why I don't talk to you or why I deleted you before off Facebook, well here's why. Stop getting in peoples business and maybe they'll want to talk to you!
Fin
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Omniscient
Why are people stupid?
Just curious.
I'm not a genius, but I'm not a complete idiot. People wonder why I delete them off of Facebook, probably because every word that comes out of your mouth is ludicrous and down right stupid.
Also, stop posting asking people to play "Words with Friends," it's obviously not making you any smarter, and more than likely you're using 2 syllable words.
I just don't understand.
Do you honestly think you sound intelligent? You don't you sound like someone who's never gone to school. I don't care who you are, family, friends, people I've never met.
Think about it, where are you in your life? Do you have a job? Do you have any aspirations? Or are you mooching and living off of other people?
I literally cringe when I read certain peoples status's. So if you get comments from me correcting you, take it how you want it, but I look at it this way, I'm bettering you as a person. If I didn't correct you, you'd go on talking and acting the way you have and getting no where in life. If you don't like it, please, feel free to delete me off of your Facebook and your life. I have no problem with that, and would rather no associate myself with imbeciles.
Thank you.
Just curious.
I'm not a genius, but I'm not a complete idiot. People wonder why I delete them off of Facebook, probably because every word that comes out of your mouth is ludicrous and down right stupid.
Also, stop posting asking people to play "Words with Friends," it's obviously not making you any smarter, and more than likely you're using 2 syllable words.
I just don't understand.
Do you honestly think you sound intelligent? You don't you sound like someone who's never gone to school. I don't care who you are, family, friends, people I've never met.
Think about it, where are you in your life? Do you have a job? Do you have any aspirations? Or are you mooching and living off of other people?
I literally cringe when I read certain peoples status's. So if you get comments from me correcting you, take it how you want it, but I look at it this way, I'm bettering you as a person. If I didn't correct you, you'd go on talking and acting the way you have and getting no where in life. If you don't like it, please, feel free to delete me off of your Facebook and your life. I have no problem with that, and would rather no associate myself with imbeciles.
Thank you.
Quincunx
I'm pretty peeved right now. I've spent the better part of my day being peeved.
If it's not one thing it's another.
Lets start off with the soul of my problems, Waste Management. First off, I would like to say, if you have them, I am so sorry for what you go through and I'm sorry you're wasting your money. As the guy I talked to today, while switching services, said "It's more like Waste Money." I agree. So I called WM (read it how you'd like) last week, and told them I'd like to cancel the service because I found a cheaper company with more options, aka recycling. I was talking to someone in the commercial department instead of residential, because the residential has been receiving an overload of calls lately, well if your service didn't suck you wouldn't have that problem. The person I talked to said they'd make a note on my account and send it to the residential department and someone would contact me within 24-48 hours. Cool, no biggie.
When someone tells me they're going to call, I expect them to call. I'm, unfortunately, one of those people who thinks, "Trust someone till they've given you a reason not to trust them." It's just how I am, a lot of the time I'd rather be like my husband who is, "Don't trust anyone till they've proven they can be trusted." It seems to be easier in the long run. Anyways, I trusted their word that they would call, and did they? No.
If that school yard saying, "liar liar pants on fire," was true, a whole lot of people from WM would be in the ER.
So I called them again on Monday and told them what happened, and got the same answer, "okay I put a note on your account, someone will call you within 24-48 hours."
Great.
No call. I called back today and told them what was happening and I said it in a very mean tone, and what did she say? "Well I see your account has been cancelled, is there anything else I can do for you?" .........
"Yeah, tell me why you think it's okay not to call someone when you say you will two times. I get that you think you're over everyone and can just go without giving someone a call when you say you will, but seriously?" She hung up and I did their little "How did we do?" survey. Obviously I rated them the lowest and left a lovely message that I would never use them again they're overpriced and ridiculous and I will be telling everyone I know not to use them.
If you live in NOVA and need a really cheap trash/recycling service let me know, my service is $39.00 quarterly!
Now onto Comcast. Oh lovely Comcast, the many troubles I've had with you. Your internet sucks, your T.V. sucks, if I had a telephone, that would suck too. Your representative suck, your entire business sucks. Just stop now.
I've had to call Comcast multiple times and each time it's the same, just give them the name on the account, pretend to be Devin and get what I want-usually.
Today proved to be different.
I called the idiot girl on the phone asked for my phone number so she could look up my account, I gave her both Devin and my number and neither one of them worked. She asked for the account number, after I had told her I didn't have it. I asked if she could use the name to look it up, because that's what I always do and she plainly said no. No reason nothing. Just "No."
I called her stupid and hung up.
I called back and this time got a man who sounded like he hated his life, but turns out he was more helpful than that shrew could ever possibly be. He asked for the name on the account to make sure he had the right one, because when you called the computer talking to you happily on the phone asks for the account number or the last 4 of your social which they send to the person answering your call. I gladly gave it to him and he answered my simple question with a quick jab to the government, which I was happy to hear, and told me exactly what I needed to do. Nice man.
I told him to have a great day and we hung up.
Now, if you work in the customer service industry, I realize you hate your job and life. You applied for that job though, you went through the interview and training. Just because you're the idiot who thought it'd be fun to talk on the phone all day doesn't mean you can be lazy when people call. If you don't want to do your job properly, please, shoot yourself so that's one less idiot I have to deal with everyday.
That may sound harsh, but I don't care, this is my blog back off if you don't like it.
Now I'm off to post another blog about stupidity.
Can you guess what mood I'm in?
Obviously the title has nothing to do with this blog at all, but I was at a loss for what to title this. "Quincunx" is a cool word, and according to Bloggers "spell check" is spelled wrong, oh that gives me hope for the world.
If it's not one thing it's another.
Lets start off with the soul of my problems, Waste Management. First off, I would like to say, if you have them, I am so sorry for what you go through and I'm sorry you're wasting your money. As the guy I talked to today, while switching services, said "It's more like Waste Money." I agree. So I called WM (read it how you'd like) last week, and told them I'd like to cancel the service because I found a cheaper company with more options, aka recycling. I was talking to someone in the commercial department instead of residential, because the residential has been receiving an overload of calls lately, well if your service didn't suck you wouldn't have that problem. The person I talked to said they'd make a note on my account and send it to the residential department and someone would contact me within 24-48 hours. Cool, no biggie.
When someone tells me they're going to call, I expect them to call. I'm, unfortunately, one of those people who thinks, "Trust someone till they've given you a reason not to trust them." It's just how I am, a lot of the time I'd rather be like my husband who is, "Don't trust anyone till they've proven they can be trusted." It seems to be easier in the long run. Anyways, I trusted their word that they would call, and did they? No.
If that school yard saying, "liar liar pants on fire," was true, a whole lot of people from WM would be in the ER.
So I called them again on Monday and told them what happened, and got the same answer, "okay I put a note on your account, someone will call you within 24-48 hours."
Great.
No call. I called back today and told them what was happening and I said it in a very mean tone, and what did she say? "Well I see your account has been cancelled, is there anything else I can do for you?" .........
"Yeah, tell me why you think it's okay not to call someone when you say you will two times. I get that you think you're over everyone and can just go without giving someone a call when you say you will, but seriously?" She hung up and I did their little "How did we do?" survey. Obviously I rated them the lowest and left a lovely message that I would never use them again they're overpriced and ridiculous and I will be telling everyone I know not to use them.
If you live in NOVA and need a really cheap trash/recycling service let me know, my service is $39.00 quarterly!
Now onto Comcast. Oh lovely Comcast, the many troubles I've had with you. Your internet sucks, your T.V. sucks, if I had a telephone, that would suck too. Your representative suck, your entire business sucks. Just stop now.
I've had to call Comcast multiple times and each time it's the same, just give them the name on the account, pretend to be Devin and get what I want-usually.
Today proved to be different.
I called the idiot girl on the phone asked for my phone number so she could look up my account, I gave her both Devin and my number and neither one of them worked. She asked for the account number, after I had told her I didn't have it. I asked if she could use the name to look it up, because that's what I always do and she plainly said no. No reason nothing. Just "No."
I called her stupid and hung up.
I called back and this time got a man who sounded like he hated his life, but turns out he was more helpful than that shrew could ever possibly be. He asked for the name on the account to make sure he had the right one, because when you called the computer talking to you happily on the phone asks for the account number or the last 4 of your social which they send to the person answering your call. I gladly gave it to him and he answered my simple question with a quick jab to the government, which I was happy to hear, and told me exactly what I needed to do. Nice man.
I told him to have a great day and we hung up.
Now, if you work in the customer service industry, I realize you hate your job and life. You applied for that job though, you went through the interview and training. Just because you're the idiot who thought it'd be fun to talk on the phone all day doesn't mean you can be lazy when people call. If you don't want to do your job properly, please, shoot yourself so that's one less idiot I have to deal with everyday.
That may sound harsh, but I don't care, this is my blog back off if you don't like it.
Now I'm off to post another blog about stupidity.
Can you guess what mood I'm in?
Obviously the title has nothing to do with this blog at all, but I was at a loss for what to title this. "Quincunx" is a cool word, and according to Bloggers "spell check" is spelled wrong, oh that gives me hope for the world.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Napalm sticks to babies and what not
Warning: Do not read this if you are easily offended. Moreover do not read this if you are a female Marine who is easily offended.
Just exit right now......I'll wait.
So I was just listening to the most ridiculous talk show on the radio. A female Marine who wrote a book about her time in the Mortuary Platoon, I think it was called, I'm probably wrong, and her time as a female Marine.
First of all let me just say, kudos to her for volunteering for that job, that has to be the hardest job not only for a Marine, but especially a female Marine, as we know females are more emotional than men.
Also let me say I am all for women's rights and to be considered equal, especially in a mostly male environment. I will say there should be female grunts, if that's the job they want, I'm all for it. I will explain more on this later in the post.
After she talked about all the "*remains," she worked with and saw, she went on to talk about her life as a female Marine and this is when I wanted to crawl through the radio and punch her in the face.
She was saying that female Marines are discriminated against in the Corps and the men are always putting pressure on them to have sex blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
Seriously chick? Did you not know what you were getting into before you signed the contract?
Yes there are cadences that are extremely vulgar and yes, some/a lot of them have to do with females, but uh, not sure if you noticed but the Corps is predominantly male. You've only been there for a little less than 100 years. Sounds like a while, but sorry it's not.
You know when you sign that you're going into a job that has more males than females. If you want to have an "easy" enlistment you need to evolve to fit the Corps lifestyle. And yes, that means saying cadences that have to do with killing babies and Jodie sleeping with your woman, even if you have no woman. Get over it.
Obviously I'm not a Marine, so I don't know 100% of what goes on, but I know that I've met more sluts in the Corps than I have met men pressuring women to sleep with them. I think the men are scared, actually, because they know they can get in trouble. All the female has to do is cry and say he made her. The females get what they want even if it's wrong. For heaven's sake you can wear acrylic nails. Someone please tell me, how exactly that's "uniform." Also how is that deployable? I've had those and they're extremely annoying and get in the way when you try to do the simplest of things, so I'm not sure how you're going to shoot a rifle or pull the clip off a grenade.
Last time I checked you're not white, black, yellow, female, male. You're green. That's it. If you want to be taken seriously as a female Marine stop your bitching.
The "Marine" on the radio was saying how she wouldn't talk to any of the guys because of the pressure they put on her for sex. Well that just puts a target on your back now doesn't it? That makes you look like a snob/bitch. Hello Sgt. C (122 reference).
Also, you must be extremely into yourself to think EVERY man in the Corps wants to sleep with you, I'm sure you're not that hot.
Also she said that the men think the women can't do the same jobs they can because they're weaker.
Well you are. Deal.
Now, if you can prove that you can do EVERY single little thing the same or better as a man, without any help from anyone else, then yes you deserve the respect from every man you work with.
To the grunts. Females, again, if you can prove yourself to be literally as strong as the men in the field then there is no reason you shouldn't be allowed to be a grunt, if you're going to slow them down to where they're looking after you instead of the enemy, then get out, you don't belong there.
All in all, I'm sick of females in the Corps whining that they have it so hard and they don't get treated fairly and everyone hates them. Well they probably do because of your whining and attitude. STFU. You're giving the Marine Corps a bad name and I don't want people going around thinking that **my men, are a bunch of chauvinistic pigs, granted some of them are, but not all of them.
*I don't like this word, which is why it's in quotes.
** I say "my men," because they're all brothers, if something happens to one it happens to them all. You can't marry a Marine and get just him. You get them all, all the guys he works with, all the guys he has worked with or went to school with, the guys he's known since basic and the guys he meets overseas. Never will a wife turn away a friend. We care about all of them, and they become family so quickly, even when you or they move away.
Just exit right now......I'll wait.
So I was just listening to the most ridiculous talk show on the radio. A female Marine who wrote a book about her time in the Mortuary Platoon, I think it was called, I'm probably wrong, and her time as a female Marine.
First of all let me just say, kudos to her for volunteering for that job, that has to be the hardest job not only for a Marine, but especially a female Marine, as we know females are more emotional than men.
Also let me say I am all for women's rights and to be considered equal, especially in a mostly male environment. I will say there should be female grunts, if that's the job they want, I'm all for it. I will explain more on this later in the post.
After she talked about all the "*remains," she worked with and saw, she went on to talk about her life as a female Marine and this is when I wanted to crawl through the radio and punch her in the face.
She was saying that female Marines are discriminated against in the Corps and the men are always putting pressure on them to have sex blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
Seriously chick? Did you not know what you were getting into before you signed the contract?
Yes there are cadences that are extremely vulgar and yes, some/a lot of them have to do with females, but uh, not sure if you noticed but the Corps is predominantly male. You've only been there for a little less than 100 years. Sounds like a while, but sorry it's not.
You know when you sign that you're going into a job that has more males than females. If you want to have an "easy" enlistment you need to evolve to fit the Corps lifestyle. And yes, that means saying cadences that have to do with killing babies and Jodie sleeping with your woman, even if you have no woman. Get over it.
Obviously I'm not a Marine, so I don't know 100% of what goes on, but I know that I've met more sluts in the Corps than I have met men pressuring women to sleep with them. I think the men are scared, actually, because they know they can get in trouble. All the female has to do is cry and say he made her. The females get what they want even if it's wrong. For heaven's sake you can wear acrylic nails. Someone please tell me, how exactly that's "uniform." Also how is that deployable? I've had those and they're extremely annoying and get in the way when you try to do the simplest of things, so I'm not sure how you're going to shoot a rifle or pull the clip off a grenade.
Last time I checked you're not white, black, yellow, female, male. You're green. That's it. If you want to be taken seriously as a female Marine stop your bitching.
The "Marine" on the radio was saying how she wouldn't talk to any of the guys because of the pressure they put on her for sex. Well that just puts a target on your back now doesn't it? That makes you look like a snob/bitch. Hello Sgt. C (122 reference).
Also, you must be extremely into yourself to think EVERY man in the Corps wants to sleep with you, I'm sure you're not that hot.
Also she said that the men think the women can't do the same jobs they can because they're weaker.
Well you are. Deal.
Now, if you can prove that you can do EVERY single little thing the same or better as a man, without any help from anyone else, then yes you deserve the respect from every man you work with.
To the grunts. Females, again, if you can prove yourself to be literally as strong as the men in the field then there is no reason you shouldn't be allowed to be a grunt, if you're going to slow them down to where they're looking after you instead of the enemy, then get out, you don't belong there.
All in all, I'm sick of females in the Corps whining that they have it so hard and they don't get treated fairly and everyone hates them. Well they probably do because of your whining and attitude. STFU. You're giving the Marine Corps a bad name and I don't want people going around thinking that **my men, are a bunch of chauvinistic pigs, granted some of them are, but not all of them.
*I don't like this word, which is why it's in quotes.
** I say "my men," because they're all brothers, if something happens to one it happens to them all. You can't marry a Marine and get just him. You get them all, all the guys he works with, all the guys he has worked with or went to school with, the guys he's known since basic and the guys he meets overseas. Never will a wife turn away a friend. We care about all of them, and they become family so quickly, even when you or they move away.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Let's play a game
We used to do this in drama, but we had to close our eyes, and since you can't read with your eyes closed...Just bear with me. So what happens is I describe something, a place and you imagine it. I'm not describing a place though so, anyways, let's shove that confusion to the side and begin.
I'll keep it simple, nothing lengthy, there's nothing worse than a lengthy blog...........
Anyways, I want you to imagine your life, what you do on a daily basis. Wake up throw whatever clothes you feel like on. Maybe go to school or work or just lounge around your house, it's summer after all. Maybe you want to go to the store, but your still in your PJs. Oh well people do it all the time, no biggie. So you go to the store, you're walking around and briefly notice a dude in camis, but give it no further thought. You head back home speeding through your neighborhood, who cares you never see kids playing out here anyways.
Your mom, cause we all know you still live with your mom, mentions you're looking a little scruffy, maybe you should get a hair cut. You brush it off, you can't be bothered with petty things like to shave or get a hair cut when you HAVE to play Call of Duty today.
Your girlfriend, or boy friend, calls you to tell you they're going out of town for a week to the beach in Florida and they're gonna miss you soooooooo much, yes with that many "o's."
Again your mom comes in and comments about how your room is a mess and you should definitely clean it and wash your clothes, you tell her your clothes are clean and wrinkles aren't a big deal no one cares what you wear.
You go to sleep after talking to your girlfriend or boyfriend for hours and in the morning do it all again.
If this is your life, you have a fabulous life!
Now let me tell you about mine. Every morning I get woken up at 05:45 courtesy of my hubby's alarm. He rolls out of bed and goes into the bathroom, shuts the door and turns on the light so he wont wake me (Thank you honey!). If I don't hear his razor going, I know he has fallen asleep standing up or he has forgotten in which case I sleepily remind him. He turns the light off, after hes done shaving, and opens the door. Our dogs are sitting patiently at the door because they know 05:45 means it's time to go potty! He lets them out and then goes to the second bedroom where he keeps his camis and uniforms.
If it's winter he's lucky, that means he doesn't have to roll his sleeves every week, if it's summer that means each week I get to watch him roll, try on, un-roll if they're not perfect and re-roll his sleeves, try on again to see if they're perfect and if they are, joy. This will usually take any where from 20-30 minutes.
Let's pretend it's summer his blouse is the last thing he puts on, because he despises his sleeves and will take sleeves down any day no matter how hot it is outside. And don't you dare call his blouse a shirt or jacket, you'll get a stern look and a reply, "It's called a blouse." I personally like to play "find the EGA" when he's in camis, that's always fun, until you've found them and then there's no point.
Before he leaves he comes in and gives me a kiss, tells me he loves me and he'll see me later. He lets the dogs in and puts on his blouse and cover, also don't call his cover a hat because you'll get the same look and reply you got when you called him blouse a jacket/shirt.
Whenever work decides to let him leave he comes home and the first thing he does is change, I get a smooch some where in there, but not before that blouse is off, it's the devil. I tell him I want to go to the store, meaning he has to change completely. He can't wear his camis in town and not even his skivvy shirt, big no no.
If he sees an army boy in the store with camis on I get to hear, "Nasties." Every time, without fail. If we see a Marine in the store with flip flops on or a hat on I get to hear the same comment. When I say every time I mean every time.
See that's the thing, he can't decide not to shave one day or not to get a hair cut. He can't say "oh I don't feel like washing my camis this week, oh well."
If I get a call from him and he says he's going out of town for the weekend, I know instantly, a weekend does not mean a weekend. It means, "until they decide I'm done."
We can't speed in our neighborhood, PMO will pull you over, we have to show our I.D. every time we drive onto base or go to MCX.
And then there's the uniforms and medals and ribbons, the boots, the shirt stays, OD colored EVERYTHING, the sea bags, the gear, the bags, the skivvy shirts, PT gear-is it boots and Utes or rainbow? The IP's every week that need to be fixed, PT, PFT, CFT, boards, promotions, CAC's, ranks, BAH, BAS, PCS, is he going to do MSG, the covers, the blouses, the pants, don't you call the Blues jacket black. I know how many blue threads there are to every black thread in that thing, knowing why he has a blood stripe and others don't. I know what a blood stripe is, what a rocker and a chevron are, and that the thing in the middle isn't a pineapple, although it bears a striking resemblance. Alpha's, Bravo's, Charlie's, Delta's, why some guys have swirly things on the top of their covers called a quatrefoil. I know how old the USMC is, the difference between a dinning in and a ball, what the Tun Tavern is and it's significance to the Corps. You say "yes sir/ma'am" to them if you don't know their rank, how many days it takes to get FSA, TMO, PMO, MOL, TBS, where and what "The Stumps" are, the little town there where they train, Anymouse, who Jodie is, what a green weeny is, i know why in the middle of summer some guys have their sleeves down and are standing in a circle in the middle of a field with guns. ALICE and MOLLE, MALS, MAG, H&HS, VMFA, VMF, I know the abbreviations for every rank, I know people are arguing over how to say "Lejeune," what a billet is, below, in and above zone, MOS, MEU, What the brig is, why guys of different ranks can't hang out together. The bathroom is not called such, but called a "head." FUBAR, Who or what a Smokey is, if you don't know who Chesty Puller is, keep that to yourself and never tell anyone.TAD. CIF.
We have to put in Leave to go some where and how far we can go on a 96.
CONUS and OCONUS.
That we don't want to go to Japan because that's usually unaccompanied for a year or more.
BCP and fat bodies.
Devil Dogs and DI's. Who Boots are and why my husband hates them.
Duty is just a cruel joke to wives.
NCO or SNCO
EAS and Terminal leave.
What field day is and why it's the sum of all evil.
That no, the guy's name is not "Roger" or "Err," is easier to say apparently than "ok."
What a grunt is and how dangerous that MOS is.
UA/AWOL
When someone says "They're a hat," they mean DI.
What a Hollywood Marine is.
HQMC
What a hump is and no it's not what you think.
The truth of the phrase, "Hurry up and wait."
Who Iron Mike is.
Jarhead
What kevlar is and a Ka-bar
MCI, MCMAP, MCT, MEF, MEPS.
What Motard is.
That I love being OFP!!
what a recall roster is.
BCG
What scrambled eggs are and who wears them.
SIQ
what a wooly pully is.
And the ever important phrase that every Marine Wife lives by, Semper Gumby.
We don't make long term plans, we don't choose where we live or how long we live there.
They tell us when we can have a vacation or when I get to see my husband.
USMC, they didn't promise me a rose garden. Good thing too, 'Cause I don't like roses!
I'll keep it simple, nothing lengthy, there's nothing worse than a lengthy blog...........
Anyways, I want you to imagine your life, what you do on a daily basis. Wake up throw whatever clothes you feel like on. Maybe go to school or work or just lounge around your house, it's summer after all. Maybe you want to go to the store, but your still in your PJs. Oh well people do it all the time, no biggie. So you go to the store, you're walking around and briefly notice a dude in camis, but give it no further thought. You head back home speeding through your neighborhood, who cares you never see kids playing out here anyways.
Your mom, cause we all know you still live with your mom, mentions you're looking a little scruffy, maybe you should get a hair cut. You brush it off, you can't be bothered with petty things like to shave or get a hair cut when you HAVE to play Call of Duty today.
Your girlfriend, or boy friend, calls you to tell you they're going out of town for a week to the beach in Florida and they're gonna miss you soooooooo much, yes with that many "o's."
Again your mom comes in and comments about how your room is a mess and you should definitely clean it and wash your clothes, you tell her your clothes are clean and wrinkles aren't a big deal no one cares what you wear.
You go to sleep after talking to your girlfriend or boyfriend for hours and in the morning do it all again.
If this is your life, you have a fabulous life!
Now let me tell you about mine. Every morning I get woken up at 05:45 courtesy of my hubby's alarm. He rolls out of bed and goes into the bathroom, shuts the door and turns on the light so he wont wake me (Thank you honey!). If I don't hear his razor going, I know he has fallen asleep standing up or he has forgotten in which case I sleepily remind him. He turns the light off, after hes done shaving, and opens the door. Our dogs are sitting patiently at the door because they know 05:45 means it's time to go potty! He lets them out and then goes to the second bedroom where he keeps his camis and uniforms.
If it's winter he's lucky, that means he doesn't have to roll his sleeves every week, if it's summer that means each week I get to watch him roll, try on, un-roll if they're not perfect and re-roll his sleeves, try on again to see if they're perfect and if they are, joy. This will usually take any where from 20-30 minutes.
Let's pretend it's summer his blouse is the last thing he puts on, because he despises his sleeves and will take sleeves down any day no matter how hot it is outside. And don't you dare call his blouse a shirt or jacket, you'll get a stern look and a reply, "It's called a blouse." I personally like to play "find the EGA" when he's in camis, that's always fun, until you've found them and then there's no point.
Before he leaves he comes in and gives me a kiss, tells me he loves me and he'll see me later. He lets the dogs in and puts on his blouse and cover, also don't call his cover a hat because you'll get the same look and reply you got when you called him blouse a jacket/shirt.
Whenever work decides to let him leave he comes home and the first thing he does is change, I get a smooch some where in there, but not before that blouse is off, it's the devil. I tell him I want to go to the store, meaning he has to change completely. He can't wear his camis in town and not even his skivvy shirt, big no no.
If he sees an army boy in the store with camis on I get to hear, "Nasties." Every time, without fail. If we see a Marine in the store with flip flops on or a hat on I get to hear the same comment. When I say every time I mean every time.
See that's the thing, he can't decide not to shave one day or not to get a hair cut. He can't say "oh I don't feel like washing my camis this week, oh well."
If I get a call from him and he says he's going out of town for the weekend, I know instantly, a weekend does not mean a weekend. It means, "until they decide I'm done."
We can't speed in our neighborhood, PMO will pull you over, we have to show our I.D. every time we drive onto base or go to MCX.
And then there's the uniforms and medals and ribbons, the boots, the shirt stays, OD colored EVERYTHING, the sea bags, the gear, the bags, the skivvy shirts, PT gear-is it boots and Utes or rainbow? The IP's every week that need to be fixed, PT, PFT, CFT, boards, promotions, CAC's, ranks, BAH, BAS, PCS, is he going to do MSG, the covers, the blouses, the pants, don't you call the Blues jacket black. I know how many blue threads there are to every black thread in that thing, knowing why he has a blood stripe and others don't. I know what a blood stripe is, what a rocker and a chevron are, and that the thing in the middle isn't a pineapple, although it bears a striking resemblance. Alpha's, Bravo's, Charlie's, Delta's, why some guys have swirly things on the top of their covers called a quatrefoil. I know how old the USMC is, the difference between a dinning in and a ball, what the Tun Tavern is and it's significance to the Corps. You say "yes sir/ma'am" to them if you don't know their rank, how many days it takes to get FSA, TMO, PMO, MOL, TBS, where and what "The Stumps" are, the little town there where they train, Anymouse, who Jodie is, what a green weeny is, i know why in the middle of summer some guys have their sleeves down and are standing in a circle in the middle of a field with guns. ALICE and MOLLE, MALS, MAG, H&HS, VMFA, VMF, I know the abbreviations for every rank, I know people are arguing over how to say "Lejeune," what a billet is, below, in and above zone, MOS, MEU, What the brig is, why guys of different ranks can't hang out together. The bathroom is not called such, but called a "head." FUBAR, Who or what a Smokey is, if you don't know who Chesty Puller is, keep that to yourself and never tell anyone.TAD. CIF.
We have to put in Leave to go some where and how far we can go on a 96.
CONUS and OCONUS.
That we don't want to go to Japan because that's usually unaccompanied for a year or more.
BCP and fat bodies.
Devil Dogs and DI's. Who Boots are and why my husband hates them.
Duty is just a cruel joke to wives.
NCO or SNCO
EAS and Terminal leave.
What field day is and why it's the sum of all evil.
That no, the guy's name is not "Roger" or "Err," is easier to say apparently than "ok."
What a grunt is and how dangerous that MOS is.
UA/AWOL
When someone says "They're a hat," they mean DI.
What a Hollywood Marine is.
HQMC
What a hump is and no it's not what you think.
The truth of the phrase, "Hurry up and wait."
Who Iron Mike is.
Jarhead
What kevlar is and a Ka-bar
MCI, MCMAP, MCT, MEF, MEPS.
What Motard is.
That I love being OFP!!
what a recall roster is.
BCG
What scrambled eggs are and who wears them.
SIQ
what a wooly pully is.
And the ever important phrase that every Marine Wife lives by, Semper Gumby.
We don't make long term plans, we don't choose where we live or how long we live there.
They tell us when we can have a vacation or when I get to see my husband.
Challenge while
I'm waiting on the phone with Waste Management, going on 5 minutes now.
So I'm supposed to choose my favorite villain. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to do this, usually people don't choose their favorite villain.
I guess, because I don't like mean people, I'm going to base this off of what they look like, their costumes, make-up et cetera.
I guess I'll choose the Snow White evil Queen, it's hard to pull of high arched and skinny eyebrows but she does it, and the entire head piece?! Yeah I'd never wear that, but she does.
Next will be Cinderella's Stepmother and step sisters. They're so realistic, some people are actually like that. And I just love that the step mother named her cat Lucifer, it's funny.
Maleficent, I think, might be the prettiest of all the villains, even though she's green, but who cares Elphaba was green too, and I loved her.
I always like Ursula's hair, so I'll choose her, and some times she looks purple, so that's cool too.
Now a dude, Gaston. He was such a tool, but a tool with some weird charm about him. Maybe that was Disney's point, "even charming guys can be tools."
My next dude tool, will be John Smith. I know I know, he wasn't exactly the bad guy, but he did want to ruin the land just for his personal gain and in real life he did basically ruin all of the Native American's lives and made the crappy world we know today. Thanks homes.
25 minutes on hold as of now, ridiculous.
Now, I'll choose the Red Queen from Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland. She had a big head and I liked the way she talked.
Mother Gothel, I loved her voice and her curly hair!
And that is that.
30 minutes on hold and one blog posted.
I guess I'll keep holding, smh. "Shaking my head"
So I'm supposed to choose my favorite villain. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to do this, usually people don't choose their favorite villain.
I guess, because I don't like mean people, I'm going to base this off of what they look like, their costumes, make-up et cetera.
I guess I'll choose the Snow White evil Queen, it's hard to pull of high arched and skinny eyebrows but she does it, and the entire head piece?! Yeah I'd never wear that, but she does.Next will be Cinderella's Stepmother and step sisters. They're so realistic, some people are actually like that. And I just love that the step mother named her cat Lucifer, it's funny.
Maleficent, I think, might be the prettiest of all the villains, even though she's green, but who cares Elphaba was green too, and I loved her.My next dude tool, will be John Smith. I know I know, he wasn't exactly the bad guy, but he did want to ruin the land just for his personal gain and in real life he did basically ruin all of the Native American's lives and made the crappy world we know today. Thanks homes.25 minutes on hold as of now, ridiculous.
And that is that.
30 minutes on hold and one blog posted.
I guess I'll keep holding, smh. "Shaking my head"
Wedding Bells.
I've been wanting to post a blog like this since I got my Blogger, and now I am, 'cause well, it's my blog.
Also, I know I've missed my Disney Challenge for a couple days, but I'm befuddled by the question, it wants me to choose my favorite villain............
So I want to tell you about my wedding day, I can hear it now "aww your wedding day, how sweet." Honestly, it was more like this, "OMG! When is this going to be over with!? This is so stupid, ugh we should have just stuck with yesterday and that's it! More pictures?!!?!?! You've got to be kidding me!"
I'm being completely serious. Why you ask? I'll tell you.
I love my husband, and I love my mommy so much for letting us have the wedding and EVERYONE at the house, and yes mother you were right, we should have just had the JOP and then a reception, I get it mothers are always right! It was just so much freaking work for little result.
First, I wanted to have the wedding in the fall, but we thought Devin was going to be deploying so we moved it up to April, it happened to be the month we started dating so it was perfect. So I had to change all my colors, I settled with "navy" blue and red. Why is "navy" in quotes? Because why would we have "navy" blue at a Corps wedding? That's just silly......
I also wanted to do this as inexpensive as possible, so I got my invitations from Michael's, my dress from the Mall, my cake from Wal-mart, the site-my mom's house, my uncle did the ceremony and people brought food, like a pot luck, I got a small bouquet and one flower for my maids. The guys wore their uniforms, the flower girls helper wore his own suit and that was that. My mom did gift some things, like the tables and chairs as well as my wedding shoes. For the music I just made a mixed CD and tossed it into the CD player.
Just estimating, we didn't pay over 800 dollars. Freakin' sweet, I know!
So I'm sure it sounds lovely, so why didn't I enjoy it??
For one, I hate being the center of attention and I hate talking in front of crowds, we wrote our own vows by the way. If you hate these things too, you know exactly how I felt, uncomfortable.
I was already dressed and had my hair and make up done and one of the people taking pictures wanted me to pretend like I was putting make up on again...I felt dumb. People were fussing over me, I hate that, I feel awkward and I hate making people do dumb things like, "Oh can you tie my shoes even though I'm fully capable of bending over and doing it." Then people getting upset that I was seeing Devin before the wedding, because, "You're not supposed to see the groom before the wedding." If you know me, you know I rarely ever conform to any rules and if you tell me I can't do something, I will end up doing it. Little did they know we were already married legally.
I had been up since seven I think and the wedding was at eleven, I can't remember, so I was tired and hungry and I was ready by nine, so I just wanted to get it over with.
So I walk down the "aisle" and it's so awkward and uncomfortable, whoever doing the music didn't know apparently, how to use a CD player. So we got that over with and then the first dance, and I choose the longest song EVER to be the first dance. Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, it's a beautiful song, but it's literally like six minutes long, and my husband can't dance.
I can't even remember what happened after that, I just know there was an obnoxious amount of pictures being taken, to the point my cheeks were hurting and I ended up fake smiling in more than half the pictures so you can tell I'm annoyed!
I remember the music I chose not being played, which made me so mad, and by the end of it I was more than ready to leave. We ended up going ice skating after, so that was fun.
I know I probably sound so snobby and ungrateful, but I'm not. I thank my mom so much for letting us have the shindig there!!
And yes Devin and I got married the day before the actual "wedding," so we were legally husband and wife before anyone, other than my mom, knew, that was also awkward.
Anyways here are some pictures from the glorious day!
Enjoy!
Also, I know I've missed my Disney Challenge for a couple days, but I'm befuddled by the question, it wants me to choose my favorite villain............
So I want to tell you about my wedding day, I can hear it now "aww your wedding day, how sweet." Honestly, it was more like this, "OMG! When is this going to be over with!? This is so stupid, ugh we should have just stuck with yesterday and that's it! More pictures?!!?!?! You've got to be kidding me!"
I'm being completely serious. Why you ask? I'll tell you.
I love my husband, and I love my mommy so much for letting us have the wedding and EVERYONE at the house, and yes mother you were right, we should have just had the JOP and then a reception, I get it mothers are always right! It was just so much freaking work for little result.
First, I wanted to have the wedding in the fall, but we thought Devin was going to be deploying so we moved it up to April, it happened to be the month we started dating so it was perfect. So I had to change all my colors, I settled with "navy" blue and red. Why is "navy" in quotes? Because why would we have "navy" blue at a Corps wedding? That's just silly......
I also wanted to do this as inexpensive as possible, so I got my invitations from Michael's, my dress from the Mall, my cake from Wal-mart, the site-my mom's house, my uncle did the ceremony and people brought food, like a pot luck, I got a small bouquet and one flower for my maids. The guys wore their uniforms, the flower girls helper wore his own suit and that was that. My mom did gift some things, like the tables and chairs as well as my wedding shoes. For the music I just made a mixed CD and tossed it into the CD player.
Just estimating, we didn't pay over 800 dollars. Freakin' sweet, I know!
So I'm sure it sounds lovely, so why didn't I enjoy it??
For one, I hate being the center of attention and I hate talking in front of crowds, we wrote our own vows by the way. If you hate these things too, you know exactly how I felt, uncomfortable.
I was already dressed and had my hair and make up done and one of the people taking pictures wanted me to pretend like I was putting make up on again...I felt dumb. People were fussing over me, I hate that, I feel awkward and I hate making people do dumb things like, "Oh can you tie my shoes even though I'm fully capable of bending over and doing it." Then people getting upset that I was seeing Devin before the wedding, because, "You're not supposed to see the groom before the wedding." If you know me, you know I rarely ever conform to any rules and if you tell me I can't do something, I will end up doing it. Little did they know we were already married legally.
I had been up since seven I think and the wedding was at eleven, I can't remember, so I was tired and hungry and I was ready by nine, so I just wanted to get it over with.
So I walk down the "aisle" and it's so awkward and uncomfortable, whoever doing the music didn't know apparently, how to use a CD player. So we got that over with and then the first dance, and I choose the longest song EVER to be the first dance. Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, it's a beautiful song, but it's literally like six minutes long, and my husband can't dance.
I can't even remember what happened after that, I just know there was an obnoxious amount of pictures being taken, to the point my cheeks were hurting and I ended up fake smiling in more than half the pictures so you can tell I'm annoyed!
I remember the music I chose not being played, which made me so mad, and by the end of it I was more than ready to leave. We ended up going ice skating after, so that was fun.
I know I probably sound so snobby and ungrateful, but I'm not. I thank my mom so much for letting us have the shindig there!!
And yes Devin and I got married the day before the actual "wedding," so we were legally husband and wife before anyone, other than my mom, knew, that was also awkward.
Anyways here are some pictures from the glorious day!
Enjoy!
Thanks!
Wow.
I didn't think my Skinny Minny post would take off the way it did, but I'm glad! Thank you to everyone who has read this and/or re-posted it! It means more than you will ever know!!! I'm so glad people love and care about what I had to say, I'm so glad you care enough about yourself, friends or people you've never met to read this and re-post it on your Facebook!
Thank you again so much to everyone, it makes me really happy, I can't even begin to explain what I'm feeling right now, I feel like this post would just be going in circles if I tried!
I promise Skinny Minny wont be the only Eating Disorder/Body Image topic I post, there will be others!!
Thanks again, I love all of you for reading what I have to say and sharing it with your friends and loved ones!
Remember, you're beautiful!
I didn't think my Skinny Minny post would take off the way it did, but I'm glad! Thank you to everyone who has read this and/or re-posted it! It means more than you will ever know!!! I'm so glad people love and care about what I had to say, I'm so glad you care enough about yourself, friends or people you've never met to read this and re-post it on your Facebook!
Thank you again so much to everyone, it makes me really happy, I can't even begin to explain what I'm feeling right now, I feel like this post would just be going in circles if I tried!
I promise Skinny Minny wont be the only Eating Disorder/Body Image topic I post, there will be others!!
Thanks again, I love all of you for reading what I have to say and sharing it with your friends and loved ones!
Remember, you're beautiful!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Skinny Minny
So I'm sure most of you have see my bikini picture I posted on Facebook, thanks for the sweet comments. If you haven't seen it, here is is.
If you saw my status last night/early this morning, "Believe half of what you see and none of what you hear." You know what's about to come.
I know what you're thinking, "Whoa, you're tiny!!!" Well, no I'm not. This ladies and gents is the hard effort of Photoshop. If you add about, 50 pounds to this picture you will have what I look like in a bikini.
I took "weight" off of my legs, hips, hands, wrists, arms, stomach, boobs, neck , face and shoulders. I changed my hair color by adding streaks of red and highlights. That belly button? Yeah not real.
The flecks of blue, red, yellow, white, green, and purple are to distract you from the bigger mistakes, and make you think it's "artistic." I made my neck longer and my midsection longer. I made everything else skinnier and gave myself an obnoxious amount of "cleavage," for such small photoshopped boobs.I'm glad some of you liked it, but it worries me that you like it. Part of me wants to believe that you liked it for how amazing my photoshop skills are. But when the people commenting on my "body" are girls, it scares the crap out of me. I know you're not sitting there thinking "Oh I like those flecks of color and the texture she put on it to make it look like it's on a canvas!" You're sitting there thinking, "I wish my legs were that tiny." "I wish I had a six pack." Yes there's even a six pack drawn on. I hate having this picture up, because I know there are girls sitting at their computers saying this. Now that you know it's fake, please go eat a cheeseburger or something, they're yummy.
This picture disgusts me, since I put it up early this morning, I've been itching to take it down. Not only do I think it gives girls a bad image of what their bodies should look like, it makes me look gross and weird. My husband doesn't even like it, which is good, 'cause if he did, he would have to buy new uniforms because his would some how have gotten chopped up. Anyways, just to give you an idea about how healthy fake me is, here are some numbers, I am 5'2 and in the photoshopped picture, I'm estimating I weigh around the upper 95lbs to 105, so doing some 8th grade math I'm going to choose 100 as the average weight. My BMI would be 18.3, which is considered underweight aka not healthy. People get so consumed in what other people think their bodies should look like that even if they are healthy they think they're fat. Stop comparing yourself to other people and take a look at you. So what if you have some extra love on the sides or your hips. Women are meant to have big hips, uh hello you carry a child for 9 months. Be proud of what you have!!
Just now, on Facebook, I saw that I had a "like" on a picture and I think my heart literally stopped because I was hoping it wasn't on the picture above.
Any of you who know me, know how hard it was to take a picture, in a bikini, and post it for all of you to see, but something needs to be done. The girls in the magazines aren't real. They're photoshopped and I proved how easy it is, by doing it myself. Granted it took 3 hours, but that was because I had to learn how and I was on the phone with my hubby while trying to make my legs look sickly skinny. Those girls aren't who you should be looking up to as to what your body needs to look like. Go to the doctor and find out what you need to do to get the body you want, the body you're healthy with.
If you can't lose the weight, then you weren't meant to, some people just have more love to give. I suck at losing weight but that just means I can love people more than skinny minnies! If you're not in a healthy BMI then you need to get there, I don't need my friends having heart attacks.I'm sure some of you are sitting there saying, "Well that's great and all, and thanks for punking me, but if you're so happy with your body then why don't you post a real picture?"
Surprise surprise, I am. And let me start by saying, I never once said I was happy with my body, I'm not by far, but I'd take what I look like IRL (in real life) over that disgusting picture any day. Again let me toss some numbers out, my scale is cheap and gives me a different number every time I step on it, so we're going to go between 125 and 134 and get the average and it is 129, my BMI is 23.6, I'm in the normal range or the HEALTHY range. Now do I eat healthy or do I eat Mcdonald's? The latter most definitely, but my weight is in the normal zone, so my BMI is healthy, can I just point out I haven't had fast food in a week? Be proud.
And now the part, I'm sure all of you have been waiting for, say or think what ever you want, because I know any hateful comments will be the result of insecurities with yourself and don't mean anything. And also the only place you will be able to see these pictures is here, I will be deleting the disgusting fake picture off of Facebook. Also I am sorry to anyone I may have offended or anyone I made feel bad about yourself, but don't you're beautiful and no one, but yourself, can take that away from you. I love you and so does my average of 129 pounds :D
This is an unedited picture, it's from a set I took last night to choose which to fake. Again nothing is edited. :)
If you would like me to edit a picture of you, let me know and I'll do it begrudgingly.
Now I'm off to find something to eat, my belly is hungry, this blog was the first thing I did when I got up.
I love you all and you're all beautiful!
Friday, June 17, 2011
Virginia is for Lovers...
of Satan.
If you're looking for some where to raise a family and be happy in life, do not move to Northern Virginia. I've had so much trouble with this place! I thought South Carolina was bad, I'm glad I never said, "Well it can't get much worse than this." Or Life would be like, "told ya so." Not that Life isn't saying that right now, but just you wait Life, karma is the b word.
Not only is the traffic AWFUL at all hours of the day, the weather is one extreme or the other, the people are rude and ignorant and when I talk to anyone it's like talking to a dolphin, although that's a little mean, a dolphin would be more helpful. To all the dolphins reading this, I'm sorry if I offended you, please accept my apology. Virginia's government is probably the worst, however I'm sure this is where Life will pop in with a smack in the face. The DMV refuses to give me new tags or register my car because it's in my husband's name. Even though I have with me a POA and all required documentation, except a copy of his I.D. which we were not notified we needed when we went the first time to get it. Virginia your workers failed to do their job properly, maybe you should hire dolphins or monkeys. I'm sure you could hire a protozoa and your government would fare better than it is now.
Then today I get pulled over for not having my plate on the front of my car, yes I received my license plates after a lot of stress. Virginia, why do you make people have their tag on the front and back of the car? That's pointless. Cops usually don't pull people over that are behind them, they're the pitchers not the catchers, it's an ego thing. I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but some cars just aren't equipped with the holder on the front, because it's stupid and pointless as stated before. Mine, for example, is one of those normal cars you have decided to segregate. Thank you so much. You should warn people before they move here that you intend to be obnoxious, ridiculous, and down right silly when it comes to your laws, so they don't move here.
Thankfully I got pulled over on base, I know normally I wouldn't say that, but today it was a blessing, and I didn't receive a ticket since the Marine was understanding and I believe a lower rank than my husband, smart guy. I'm sure if I were out in town I would have received the maximum fine, just because the cop felt like it.
Actually now that I think about it, on my way home, before getting warned, I was behind and next to two cops and nothing happened. Imagine that. See Virginia, the cops don't even like you're laws.
Now Autozone doesn't carry the holders and apparently no one does for my car, I was advised to go to the dealership or rig it myself. When I called the dealership here, you guessed it, dumber than an animal, any animal, I'll let you choose. So I'll have to call back tomorrow, assuming they will be open. I have drilled two holes into my front bumper and secured the plate with screws, is it possible to sue the state of Virginia for idiocy and damage to my property? Let me know.
Go kill yourself Virginia, I promise I wont be upset.
If you're looking for some where to raise a family and be happy in life, do not move to Northern Virginia. I've had so much trouble with this place! I thought South Carolina was bad, I'm glad I never said, "Well it can't get much worse than this." Or Life would be like, "told ya so." Not that Life isn't saying that right now, but just you wait Life, karma is the b word.
Not only is the traffic AWFUL at all hours of the day, the weather is one extreme or the other, the people are rude and ignorant and when I talk to anyone it's like talking to a dolphin, although that's a little mean, a dolphin would be more helpful. To all the dolphins reading this, I'm sorry if I offended you, please accept my apology. Virginia's government is probably the worst, however I'm sure this is where Life will pop in with a smack in the face. The DMV refuses to give me new tags or register my car because it's in my husband's name. Even though I have with me a POA and all required documentation, except a copy of his I.D. which we were not notified we needed when we went the first time to get it. Virginia your workers failed to do their job properly, maybe you should hire dolphins or monkeys. I'm sure you could hire a protozoa and your government would fare better than it is now.
Then today I get pulled over for not having my plate on the front of my car, yes I received my license plates after a lot of stress. Virginia, why do you make people have their tag on the front and back of the car? That's pointless. Cops usually don't pull people over that are behind them, they're the pitchers not the catchers, it's an ego thing. I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but some cars just aren't equipped with the holder on the front, because it's stupid and pointless as stated before. Mine, for example, is one of those normal cars you have decided to segregate. Thank you so much. You should warn people before they move here that you intend to be obnoxious, ridiculous, and down right silly when it comes to your laws, so they don't move here.
Thankfully I got pulled over on base, I know normally I wouldn't say that, but today it was a blessing, and I didn't receive a ticket since the Marine was understanding and I believe a lower rank than my husband, smart guy. I'm sure if I were out in town I would have received the maximum fine, just because the cop felt like it.
Actually now that I think about it, on my way home, before getting warned, I was behind and next to two cops and nothing happened. Imagine that. See Virginia, the cops don't even like you're laws.
Now Autozone doesn't carry the holders and apparently no one does for my car, I was advised to go to the dealership or rig it myself. When I called the dealership here, you guessed it, dumber than an animal, any animal, I'll let you choose. So I'll have to call back tomorrow, assuming they will be open. I have drilled two holes into my front bumper and secured the plate with screws, is it possible to sue the state of Virginia for idiocy and damage to my property? Let me know.
Go kill yourself Virginia, I promise I wont be upset.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Sidekick
I feel like these Disney questions are taking over my blog, but I guess I don't have something interesting to say everyday.
My favorite Disney sidekick is today's question.
Of course, I'm going to choose The Mad Hatter. If you didn't see that one coming, shame on you.
Next would be Tinkerbell, cause shes spunky and has an attitude, and can fly.
Then, Bert from Mary Poppins, obvious reason number one: It's Dick Van Dyke, number two he can sing and dance and number three, he's clever.
Chip from Beauty and the Beast, he's so freakin' cute!!
This next one, is more of a guilty pleasure instead of a true side kick, because he didn't really do anything except play football and be incredibly hot doing so. Alan Bosley from Remember the Titans.
And, staying consistent with the previous "Side kick" I choose this one for the same reason, but also because he's nerdy and witty and I like that, see picture for an explanation. Riley Poole.
So that's it, those are my favorite sidekicks.
the end.
My favorite Disney sidekick is today's question.
Of course, I'm going to choose The Mad Hatter. If you didn't see that one coming, shame on you.
Then, Bert from Mary Poppins, obvious reason number one: It's Dick Van Dyke, number two he can sing and dance and number three, he's clever.This next one, is more of a guilty pleasure instead of a true side kick, because he didn't really do anything except play football and be incredibly hot doing so. Alan Bosley from Remember the Titans.So that's it, those are my favorite sidekicks.
the end.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Favorite Animal
And this will be a blog about my favorite Disney animals.
As always it's in no order.
First Lucifer from Cinderella, he looks like my kitty and is just as mischievous, and his name is "Lucifer" which I find amusing in a Disney movie.
Alice in Wonderland, after Tim Burton made his version, I really don't like the original, all the characters are stupid, literally. So from the Tim Burton film, I choose the Bandersnatch, Chesire Cat, and Bayard.
I know "the Bandersnatch?!" Yes, he's cute and really is good, he's just upset cause he has to deal with the Red Queen. I hate the Cheshire cat in the Original one, he's so annoying, but I love him in Tim Burton's movie! And Bayard because he's so cute and just wants his family back.
The Sword in the Stone, the Owl, Archimedes! He's so funny and I love the scene when he can't stop laughing, it cracks me up every time.
Flounder from the Little Mermaid. First of all can I just say how deceiving Disney was about this character? I mean have you ever seen a Flounder? They're hideous, but this lil' guy is a cutie.
For Beauty and the Beast can I choose, the Beast? Well I am, he's my favorite for obvious reasons, he's mean at the beginning, but true love turns him around and saves his life.
As always it's in no order.
First Lucifer from Cinderella, he looks like my kitty and is just as mischievous, and his name is "Lucifer" which I find amusing in a Disney movie.
Alice in Wonderland, after Tim Burton made his version, I really don't like the original, all the characters are stupid, literally. So from the Tim Burton film, I choose the Bandersnatch, Chesire Cat, and Bayard.I know "the Bandersnatch?!" Yes, he's cute and really is good, he's just upset cause he has to deal with the Red Queen. I hate the Cheshire cat in the Original one, he's so annoying, but I love him in Tim Burton's movie! And Bayard because he's so cute and just wants his family back.
The Sword in the Stone, the Owl, Archimedes! He's so funny and I love the scene when he can't stop laughing, it cracks me up every time.Flounder from the Little Mermaid. First of all can I just say how deceiving Disney was about this character? I mean have you ever seen a Flounder? They're hideous, but this lil' guy is a cutie.For Beauty and the Beast can I choose, the Beast? Well I am, he's my favorite for obvious reasons, he's mean at the beginning, but true love turns him around and saves his life.Nala from the Lion King, because she basically kicks Simba's butt in everything, which is AWESOME.
Next is Meeko from Pocahontas, cause he's nosey and it's cute :)
So I think that's it.
Flower gleam and glow.
So tonight, well last night I went to Starbucks with Renee and Lani, two girls I met on Facebook. Can I just say they're wonderful?
I should definitely be in bed, but I've only been awake for 12 hours so I don't see that happening anytime soon and apparently at 2:15 am I don't care about punctuation, I've already had to fix every one of them.
This blog has a point, I promise, I'll get to it. Here it is, on the drive home from Starbucks I realized something, while I love my civi friends there's just something different about military friends. I just met these girls and I feel like I've known them for months. They get it, basically. My BFF, and if you have to ask yourself "is she talking about me?" Then obviously you're not my BFF, is always there for me and always will be, but to an extent she's just not going to comprehend what I'm going through all the time, just like I don't get what she goes through half the time. Even though our husband's have completely different jobs and ranks we go through the same thing, and it's cool to have someone who understands exactly what it feels like.
That's the point.
I was going to do my Disney challenge, but I put A LOT of effort into those and I honestly don't feel like doing anything but listening to music and dancing like a lunatic.
I shall commence madness, now.
Bye Blogger and all who read!
Live long and prosper!
I should definitely be in bed, but I've only been awake for 12 hours so I don't see that happening anytime soon and apparently at 2:15 am I don't care about punctuation, I've already had to fix every one of them.
This blog has a point, I promise, I'll get to it. Here it is, on the drive home from Starbucks I realized something, while I love my civi friends there's just something different about military friends. I just met these girls and I feel like I've known them for months. They get it, basically. My BFF, and if you have to ask yourself "is she talking about me?" Then obviously you're not my BFF, is always there for me and always will be, but to an extent she's just not going to comprehend what I'm going through all the time, just like I don't get what she goes through half the time. Even though our husband's have completely different jobs and ranks we go through the same thing, and it's cool to have someone who understands exactly what it feels like.
That's the point.
I was going to do my Disney challenge, but I put A LOT of effort into those and I honestly don't feel like doing anything but listening to music and dancing like a lunatic.
I shall commence madness, now.
Bye Blogger and all who read!
Live long and prosper!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Okay so I lied
I do feel like posting a blog today.
I left my mom's house this morning around 8:30 after getting like 3 1/2 to 4 hours of sleep. I don't know what it is about travelling, but ALWAYS the night before I cannot fall asleep. It's not because I'm excited, I mean if I were going to Disney Land I'd be pretty stoked and that would definitely keep me up, but it's just nerves, I get so anxious and I don't know why.
Anyways, I was dreading the ten hour drive here, but while listening to old school Simple Plan I realized I was pretty lucky. For starters I got to see my mom, my brother, my sister (basically) and my niece. Now I'm sure a lot of you are like "so what?" Well, unlike you, I live in a completely different state and I can only see them a few times a year, I'm incredibly lucky that my first and now this station is the same as my brother's. Not that I'm crazy about being around my brother all the time, let's be real, we're siblings. If you get along with your sibbies all the time you're just messed up. However, it's rare in the military, so when my little niece would be growing up just a little while down the road from me, it's awesome! It also means I can carpool to Georgia, go Green! :)
Also, I got to get away from "real life," for three weeks, I didn't have to worry about cleaning or bills nothing, which is always nice!! Now it's back to real life, and cleaning and bills are inevitable, unfortunately!
And my favorite part, I got to drive ten hours. Doesn't sound like fun, and the driving part isn't, but I drove through 4 different states and I got to see the different beautiful things of each state. In Georgia, the sky was so beautiful today, just a couple clouds, it was amazing. In South Carolina it was mostly farm land and so many signs for Abbotts Peaches and my favorite, the huge peach water tower in Gaffney county, I love that thing. In North Carolina, they've planted so many flowers on the sides of the roads and in the median it just makes the drive so much more pleasant, and I've decided North Carolina has some of the nicest rest stops, there's one, I think it's right after you cross over from Virginia, that has the cutest dog walk. They have stumps set up for the dogs to potty on or play on, and they even have fake fire hydrants, it's so cute and obvious they put a lot of thought into it. In Virginia, there's a part of 95 that's nothing but trees on either side of you, its my favorite. It's so pretty now, during spring, but it's also so pretty in winter when everything is covered in snow.
So while a lot of people were sitting inside at class or at work, I got to see how beautiful the world is for ten straight hours.
Pretty darn lucky.
Now I'm off to finish the third load of laundry and put the sheets back on the bed, I hope you all got to take a moment out of your day to look outside and the world you live in, it really is amazing.
I told Devin I was going to start ending my blogs with the following phrase, we'll see if it sticks:
"Live long and prosper."
^_^
I left my mom's house this morning around 8:30 after getting like 3 1/2 to 4 hours of sleep. I don't know what it is about travelling, but ALWAYS the night before I cannot fall asleep. It's not because I'm excited, I mean if I were going to Disney Land I'd be pretty stoked and that would definitely keep me up, but it's just nerves, I get so anxious and I don't know why.
Anyways, I was dreading the ten hour drive here, but while listening to old school Simple Plan I realized I was pretty lucky. For starters I got to see my mom, my brother, my sister (basically) and my niece. Now I'm sure a lot of you are like "so what?" Well, unlike you, I live in a completely different state and I can only see them a few times a year, I'm incredibly lucky that my first and now this station is the same as my brother's. Not that I'm crazy about being around my brother all the time, let's be real, we're siblings. If you get along with your sibbies all the time you're just messed up. However, it's rare in the military, so when my little niece would be growing up just a little while down the road from me, it's awesome! It also means I can carpool to Georgia, go Green! :)
Also, I got to get away from "real life," for three weeks, I didn't have to worry about cleaning or bills nothing, which is always nice!! Now it's back to real life, and cleaning and bills are inevitable, unfortunately!
And my favorite part, I got to drive ten hours. Doesn't sound like fun, and the driving part isn't, but I drove through 4 different states and I got to see the different beautiful things of each state. In Georgia, the sky was so beautiful today, just a couple clouds, it was amazing. In South Carolina it was mostly farm land and so many signs for Abbotts Peaches and my favorite, the huge peach water tower in Gaffney county, I love that thing. In North Carolina, they've planted so many flowers on the sides of the roads and in the median it just makes the drive so much more pleasant, and I've decided North Carolina has some of the nicest rest stops, there's one, I think it's right after you cross over from Virginia, that has the cutest dog walk. They have stumps set up for the dogs to potty on or play on, and they even have fake fire hydrants, it's so cute and obvious they put a lot of thought into it. In Virginia, there's a part of 95 that's nothing but trees on either side of you, its my favorite. It's so pretty now, during spring, but it's also so pretty in winter when everything is covered in snow.
So while a lot of people were sitting inside at class or at work, I got to see how beautiful the world is for ten straight hours.
Pretty darn lucky.
Now I'm off to finish the third load of laundry and put the sheets back on the bed, I hope you all got to take a moment out of your day to look outside and the world you live in, it really is amazing.
I told Devin I was going to start ending my blogs with the following phrase, we'll see if it sticks:
"Live long and prosper."
^_^
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Ahead of the game
So I'll be on the road ALL day tomorrow so I wont be able to post a blog, and when I get home I'll probably be too exhausted to do anything except crash in my tiny little house, can you tell I'm tired of living in a doll house?
So here is my daily challenge.
Will Turner, he became the captain of the Flying Dutchman and saved his fathers life. He could just as easily have said F you and stayed with Elizabeth, therefore making him a wonderful hero. And he's hot.
So here is my daily challenge.
Favorite Hero.
Well when I think of the word "hero," the first person that pops into my mind is Hercules, but I haven't seen that movie in years so I can't say that he's my favorite, but he is the first person to pop into my head.
Mad Hatter, although he was insane, it's Johnny Depp and I love him. He helped Alice realize who she really was and helped return Underland back to the way it was supposed to be! Also, was I the only one who felt the romantic tension between him and Alice???
Wall-e. How can you not like a cute little robot who sings "Hello Dolly" songs and save the entire planet? 'Nuff said.
Will Turner, he became the captain of the Flying Dutchman and saved his fathers life. He could just as easily have said F you and stayed with Elizabeth, therefore making him a wonderful hero. And he's hot.Robert Philip from Enchanted. He didn't really believe in love and fairy tales, he was a divorce lawyer for heavens sake, until he met Giselle! It took the entire movie, but in the end he saved Giselle's life and found true love.
Shane Wolfe, because... Well....
Favorite Prince
Let me start by saying when I typed in "Disney Prince's" into Google's image search, I was not expecting what showed up.
Am I upset at what showed up? Not really because come on, we've grown up with these guys knowing they were "Prince Charming," it's nice to see the other "side" of PC, even if he is a cartoon. On the other hand, some of them, yes I could've gone with never ever ever seeing. Hello Gaston (ick). I believe, I could be wrong, they were drawn be a gay artist, which, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, explains the "outfits" or lack there of.
And now I begin, with a much less fresh start and a lot more biased opinion.
The next one is a toughy, some times he's cute some times I'm not crazy about him, but I do like the way he stuck with Ariel even if she couldn't talk. On the downside though, Eric I know you're a guy and guys miss things but seriously? How you could think Ariel and Ursula were the same? I mean really, Ariel had bright red hair and Ursula had dark black... Oh men. At least Disney was accurate.
And Aladdin is next, it might be the whole exotic thing, but he's a total cutie and every time I say his name I get, literally, every song from Aladdin stuck in my head. Other than lying to Jasmine about who he really was he's a nice guy and in the end gets the girl.
Am I upset at what showed up? Not really because come on, we've grown up with these guys knowing they were "Prince Charming," it's nice to see the other "side" of PC, even if he is a cartoon. On the other hand, some of them, yes I could've gone with never ever ever seeing. Hello Gaston (ick). I believe, I could be wrong, they were drawn be a gay artist, which, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, explains the "outfits" or lack there of.
And now I begin, with a much less fresh start and a lot more biased opinion.
Prince Charming (apparently he didn't have a name.) from Cinderella, not to get confused with Prince Charming from Snow White, you could see where one would get confused. He had a cool uniform and had that stern, "oh shoot me" look with a hint of "I know I'm hot." A total bad boy when the King isn't around.
Prince Philip from Sleeping Beauty. He's so freaking adorable! He can sing and dance, and his "adult" version is, all modesty aside, hot. What more could you want in a Prince?
The next one is a toughy, some times he's cute some times I'm not crazy about him, but I do like the way he stuck with Ariel even if she couldn't talk. On the downside though, Eric I know you're a guy and guys miss things but seriously? How you could think Ariel and Ursula were the same? I mean really, Ariel had bright red hair and Ursula had dark black... Oh men. At least Disney was accurate.
And Aladdin is next, it might be the whole exotic thing, but he's a total cutie and every time I say his name I get, literally, every song from Aladdin stuck in my head. Other than lying to Jasmine about who he really was he's a nice guy and in the end gets the girl.That's it.
These were going in descending order so hottest to nottest, if that were a word. And now I hope the same overwhelming urge to watch a Disney movie has overcome you the way it has me, and please feel free to Google search Disney Prince's in the Image area.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
back on track
I told you I'd forget to post my Disney challenge every day.
Today is My favorite Disney Heroine.
In no order,
I like Audrey from Atlantis, because shes a girl and sit kicks butt and takes no crap from anyone!
Kida from Atlantis, she puts her people before herself and saves Atlantis even though she could've died. She also speaks like every language which is pretty intense.
Mulan, although she's not my favorite Disney character, I have to give her props for what she did for her family and her country when she didn't have to and actually was doing it illegally. I also like that she didn't fit in to the normal Chinese female roll.
Today is My favorite Disney Heroine.
In no order,
I like Audrey from Atlantis, because shes a girl and sit kicks butt and takes no crap from anyone!
Next Belle from Beauty and the Beast. I like her because shes smart and knows what she wants. Shes not stupid like most of the princesses or girls in general.
Cinderella. She puts up with her step mother and sisters when they treat her so badly! She's so strong and no matter what gets her down she still has her dreams and in the end she gets the prince!
Kida from Atlantis, she puts her people before herself and saves Atlantis even though she could've died. She also speaks like every language which is pretty intense.
Mulan, although she's not my favorite Disney character, I have to give her props for what she did for her family and her country when she didn't have to and actually was doing it illegally. I also like that she didn't fit in to the normal Chinese female roll.Pocahontas. She's so brave and proves that there's more that meets the eye than whats on the surface, with John Smith as well as the Earth. She's also adventurous and not scared of anything!
UPDATE!! In a previous post you'll recall I didn't like Pocahontas as a real person, but couldn't remember why, well here it is and it's a true story. I don't like the real Pocahontas because she saved John Smith who was, in fact, a direct result of the speed of colonization and ravaging of the land and native populations. Ironic isn't it? She wanted to save her land and people and because her heart got in the way she inevitably destroyed both.
UPDATE!! In a previous post you'll recall I didn't like Pocahontas as a real person, but couldn't remember why, well here it is and it's a true story. I don't like the real Pocahontas because she saved John Smith who was, in fact, a direct result of the speed of colonization and ravaging of the land and native populations. Ironic isn't it? She wanted to save her land and people and because her heart got in the way she inevitably destroyed both.
So I think that's about it. Hope you enjoyed, and now I'm going to finish watch some gorgeous Irish guys on T.V.
Later bloggers.
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