Time is a great teacher if only it didnt kill all the pupils

This morning started out pretty homosexual.

Woke up....shower took a few long minutes to actually get warm water...cool. But then it went out shortly after

-_-

So then I was walking down the street and then *BAM*

Yeah some douche bag obviously had their water on last night because there was ice running from their lawn....onto the sidewalk.

In the middle of class I realized my elbow was bleeding and was in mega pain...along with a pulled muscle in my leg.

ugh

So I waddled back to the cafe....and felt a little bleh...really sick. Thim enrolled in classes. Turns out the English class I want is already full and I cant even enroll till the 11th.

I went with Taylor to wal mart. Felt waaay better to get some sun...but went home and died. He bought me a burger from McDonalds...possible contributer?

Then I walked back tot he bus stop...where some asian dude was yelling random things at me and took food from this guy.

ugh...now Im back and I think people are gonna make me move. =[

Well Justin P. brought doughnuts and they were yummy. Thanks Justin!!!!

And now Im here

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I Came Back!

Well well well. I have returned. I didnt think I would come back. I wanted a community type blog so I left to explore Xanga for a while. Let me tell ya...its a mess. I like to think that nobody is listening. After all...this is my blog and I shouldnt feel so....restricted. It wasnt so much the website as it was the damned community. Oh well.

I stopped blogging for a good minute but shit just hit the fan. I have been totally constipated with sorrow and thoughts but then I remembered. I blog because I think about my future and all the cool things I can get when I finally get on my feet. Gives me hope and a chance to just...unwind and imagine.

I wanted to come back to blogging after a cold, tearful night. Husband and I lost our bed to mold so we were sleeping on the floor which is hard wood. He moved to the couch and I continued to sleep on the floor, sprawled out. We have a hole in our roof that never really bothered me till that moment. I was on the floor, cold and lonely listening to the thuds of water hitting the sound of the bucket. Little did I know that shit would only hit the fan more. A couple days later was the start to finals week. I had the worst Wednesday of my entire life. Husband was angry...cant remember why. We were driving to school as it was pouring. One of his wipers stopped working and...well he got pretty snappy. I kept to myself that morning and cried. Fuck my life...seriously. Todays final had two scantrons, one which I forgot my name. It was clear who it belonged to (it was sandwiched between scantron number one and my finals packet) but, school policy caused my 85% to be dropped down to a 66%. As if shit really couldnt get any worse. Lucky me that this only dropped my grade to a 70%...passing but only by the skin of my teeth. At my school, teachers call you during break to let you know if you passed or not. I knew I passed my classes but...something was off. I got my call and it turns out my supervisor at my internship flat out failed me for being unmotivated. What the hell was she talking about? Shit wouldnt have gotten done if I didnt do it. I stayed late twice but you know...was never motivated according to her. What is more fucked up is I never got to work with her...she was off on the days I came in. Instead I worked with an assistant who probably didnt get a say in my grade.  I had to write a bullshit essay about how to improve myself  which stated everything that I was doing anyway...but whatever.  Kissing ass to get what I want.  Needless to say, I fixed it and made it back in.

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Tell me

Are you worth it...really?

Lately I feel like you have forgotten what you were trying so hard to prevent.


...and Im exhausted...

or maybe its my suspect. And I try to tell you not to...without actually saying it. Why? Because when I do say it you just blow me off like its nothing. Like Im paranoid.

And when I dont understand something you rarely tell me what you really mean. I cant know unless you tell me. Dont expect me to figure everything out on my own. Im human too...ya know.

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like youd know dude

Starting with today...my teacher for Psych 305 was talking about how men were the leaders of the house so they were used in commercials to promote sort of a..."Im telling you to do this cause Im a man" sort of thing even on a tampon commercial. Well she was like "cause youd know dude."

XD

And last night my Anthro teacher was talking about how a science person would view a philosopher. Its like they cant feel or see their theory. "Its like imagining pleasure...like mental masturbation."

XDD

Ugh I was walking home and it was lonely and cold. My fingers were freezing and I think I started having a panic attack. I hurried home but...i didnt want to really be there. Id rather be going to Adams bed...warm and cozy.

on my way home from the dark bus stop I walked alone. A man jumped out of the bush. He grabbed me and tried to rip off my shirt. I tackled him to the ground and tied him to a pole. I found a large knife in his pocket. I smiled and slipped off his pants. I shoved his pants in his mouth so he wouldnt scream. I wandered around the avenue and found a branch and placed it in between his legs. I picked up his testicle and slowly cut his skin. I pushed his testicle to the ground and gave it a quick whack with the blade. He tried to scream. I closed up his scrotum and did the same on the other side. WHACK. I pulled out my stapler and stapled his scrotum closed. I put his pants back on and walked away.

This is why I shouldnt walk home alone. I get crazy thoughts like this.

=]

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Colorful Me

I get a lot of people that try to figure out my style. Folks I dont have one. In fact, my style is probably a clash of a ton of other styles. In high school, I REALLY confused people. I got...a skirt DUN DUN DUN!!! It was pretty short too. It was a Tripp NYC skirt so I guess my parents, friends, and other classmates thought it was just my punk/goth side. In 2008, I dyed my hair pink. This REALLY got everyone confused.

Folks...I dont care for pink unless it is in my hair or the "other" color. Example. I fell in love with some black studded pants a while ago with pink trim. I also had pink shoes that I wore with lighter colors and my pink hair. Yes...my pink hair.

I also want to paint my nails and want a mohawk but dont want to shave my head. I dont like to use heat anymore so Im pretty curious on what my new hairstyles will be like.

naaah too organized!

Recently I used Beyond the Zone on my natural hair. The blue didnt stick well so the top is completely natural. The middle is a sort-of dark plum and the bottom is red. I have used BZ before and it didnt stick all that well but it was on sale. DAMN BEING ON SALE.

Anyway I have been looking for some crazy inspiration. In fact...I was looking at my hero, pidgeotto pidgeot. The middle one color and the sides a different color...like a dyed in mohawk.

except I will probably reverse it (lighter sides/bottom.) I shall call it *drum roll* REVERSE PIDGEOT!!!

Call me crazy but I wouldnt be so original if I took my ideas from people =]

BY THE WAY

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THE HANDS OF TIME CAUGHT ME AGAIN

We had so much on our plates that neither of us could get near the Laptop. So in the next 30 minutes my fingers will have to fly.....

Im putting this one in because I dont know what his potential is. This blog page shows very little to recomend it however there are however there are 14 followers and I didnt have time to go into their archive. So Ill leave it to you guys to investigate for me...

From 120 things....One of the things most important to me in doing aquaponics, was to grow some strawberries. A lot of strawberries. I love them.

 Now from Murray Hallum

I painted all my barrels to retard algae growth and laid them out and got the drains plumbed.

Fishy Farm combines horticulture, aquaculture, and vermiculture

Is it a dream, Or will it become a reality

And the BIG news (Not to be confused with ABC in the U.S.) -Filming for ABC Gardening Australia.

OK I think that one will do it until Friday

Have fun in the sun, or dont let the rain become a pain

OZZZIE

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