College

Last night my roommate and I learned a valid lesson on why you should always lock your room at night. Around 6:30 I woke up and found out that someone was in my bed. Was it Kaci, my roommate? Was it Kari, her twin sister? Was she dead? Did this mean I was going to jail if she was? She reeked of alcohol. It was too dark to see her hair color, so I peaked a bit under the covers to see what length her hair was. Well, she was wearing a lay, so she wasn‘t my roommate or her sister. I must have sat there for a good ten minutes trying to decided what to do. You know they don’t brief you enough about this at orientation. Finally, I started poking her. Nothing. Damn, she was dead. I flicked her a good 10 times in the back. “Hey, this isn’t your bed.”
“Jusstasecond...”
“No, this really isn’t your bed.”
“I’llmoveinasecond.”
“I need you to leave.”
“Whhhhaattt????”
I pulled off the covers.
“Give it back it’s cold.”
“Kaci, there’s someone in my bed.” The drunk stirred.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I’m leaving.”
“Yeah, I think you should.”
“Where’s my purse?” She tried to take my purse.
“No, that’s my purse.”
“Where’s my key.”
She fell over the internet cable.
“Is that your sister?” Kaci asked.
No Kaci, it's not my sister.
"What's your name?" She asked again.
“Megan.”
“Okay, nice to meet you. Let’s be friends.” Kaci replied. . Kaci, I didn’t want someone who might have passed out in my bed to be my friend off bat. But Cut her some slack, she was still totally asleep.
“Oh,it’sinthecar...”
And she opened the door and stumbled out of our lives.
Then Kaci really woke up.
“Was that your sister?” She asked.
“No.”
“Then a strange girl just walked into our rooms.”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
And we joked about it for awhile and I couldn’t get back to sleep. For other trivia, Kaci’s one of the nicest people I’ve ever met, and we have a lot in common. She has a twin sister down the hall. I think I’ll consider this episode as my college initiation, and thank God Megan didn’t puke or drool on my pillow. I would have posted this yesterday, but the internet's been down in the whole building.

He he he...

He He He....


This is for you Trevor, and all you canadians out there.
From reallife online comic, Monday, 22, 2005

Just shoot me, in the arm, that is

Just Shoot Me. In the arm, that is.

Arrggg. Guess what I did today people. Doctors never tell you the side effects of drugs when they prescribe them to you. Turns out the pill I was on for my acne caused wonderful liver failure and about 6 major birth defects. I don't know why the pregnancy thing was such a big deal, but it had something to do with me going off to college...

So as a result, the good doc decided it was time for a freaking blood test. Unfortunately, my number one fear is needles. So I've procrastinated about as long as I possibly can, and I finally went on a fast and paid a peeved nurse to stab me in the arm and use some little syringe-suction thing to pull blood from my freaking arm. Not a happy experience for anyone. At least when she pulled it out it didn't squirt out everywhere like when Talley gave blood. Still, I never want to do that again.

News

I went out to eat today with my mom and found out the Barnes and Noble people came back to check the mall out. I heard it from a lady Mom knew, so I don't know if they even got a turn out this time. Good news for Barnes and Noble people, bad for Hastings people, I guess.

Next week I leave for college. Yeah...

New Day, New Blog

New Day, New Blog



Well, once again, I have redid/tweaked the site. Right now I found the background really didn't work with this scheme, just made stuff harder to read. Please, Please tell me how you like it. Maybe now people will read it since it doesn't look like someone barfed.

There's an adventure in the whipping cream

There's an Adventure in the Whipping Cream


It's waiting for you on the bottom shelf of the fridge. Right next to the lettuce.


Sigh. Only two weeks left of summer, before I start my new life. Limbo officially started as of Friday, where my summer job ended. No longer am I the fearless warrior who put up with ten five year olds for three hours a week. Now I have unleashed a band of 60 kids into public schools that can beat accouter up. Ode to Joy. What do I plan to fill my remaining days with? Well, driver, Talley and I are still trying to rent Chronicles of Riddick from Hastings, which has turned into a Chronicle itself. There are four copies, and yet, some nerd is renting them all continuously. I'm seriously thinking we'll never see that movie. Also, Talley and I are finally taking our senior trip to Schlitterbahn Thursday. Happy days? Only fate can say.


On a seperate note, I have started writing a bad fantasy story on Fictionpress.com . To me it starts out pretty slow, but it will pick up pace, starting in chapter 3. Check it out! I need all the help I can get.