Friday Im In Love ~The Cure

Friday-Well, today hasn't really happened yet. i have a voicemail about a job that would be from 5am-9am in the morning, i am not sure i can function that early but the money would be nice, so i may just have to call the nice man back. Yesterday was pretty interesting, starting out with me walking into class and karen being like "RESCUE ME" so im like hotdog, so went after her and ending up a whole 24 minutes late for a 50 minute class. almost missed half of it! i saw my lady friend who lives in the union last night. i have now solved one mystery about her...where she keeps her belongings. yes i am serious! in the corner behind the couch and can garbage! i observed her routine, getting into her bag, pulling out a book, opening it to a random place in the book, and letting her head drop. yes ms union is asleep. crazyness i do say, i am going to get my own book and sit next to her, lean over and go, hey lets go to your place. anyway, donations went well, i didnt when the flatscreen tv, oh drat, however i got a tootsie pop so close. Next week cross your fingers, it is portable DVD players. well thats it for now, i have 4 pages of my 10 page report, rough draft due in 2 hours and my next class in 50 minutes, so i better get to typing and get atleast a good dent into page 5. bye all
oh yes tomorrow i am attending the airforce Vs WYo brian is maybe being here with ebony we will see, if not tracy mae is comnig down:D ill tell you how lovely the cold weather is sitting in it for 5 hours.

Untitled ~Fuel

Today I awoke to sirens in my ear. Rolling over o groan and turn my phone alarm off. Another Tuesday. Climbing out of bed, I dink around the apartment, that is until Norman starts “O-ing” the words “O-you O-haven’t O-printed O-out O-your O-dope” DANG IT! I so put on a pair of pants that hadn’t fully dried, o goody for me. Ran out to get to the computer lab and print out 30cents worth of paper. Stupid charging printer lab place! On my way out of my first class, I ran into Brutus. He seemed to be minding his own business, that is only because he had a nut in his mouth and couldn’t hiss at me. I smiled stepped over his fluffy tail and headed to class. I had troubles staying awake through my dope class, I guess it was the talk on depressants that made me sleepy, weird. I ran home to watch Blondie with Karen, and continue studying for my vocab quiz tomorrow, that is what I am still doing, there are about 50 words in Spanish I don’t know and need to by manana. Oh well, that’s life I guess. Midterm grades are due in wed-nes-day so I can check them online hopefully by Sunday Monday. Right now I am watching the lady who I swear lives in the union here. Its open all the time and she is here whenever I am, and even if im walking through, I am trying to gain confidence in asking where she sleeps and if there is room for me next year, could really save me some $$. My donation went well today, no machines whacking out, and the needle stayed in my arm the whole time. Thank goodness. I have a chance to win a flat screen tv Thursday and next week if I donate twice, a foosball table, now that would be fun. Well, sorry im not as interesting as ‘ol tico, or 4 dachshunds, or just as interesting as Karen relieving stress for a week now. Haha. Bye people!

Crazy ~Britney Spears

Well, i have had a pretty nonstop week. Wed-nes-day i roadtripped to Chadron NE to see derek, and eventually ended up in my home village of wheatland this weekend. I worked some, played some, and slept not so some. i have had to constantly share the company of moms dog with her hand on it when i pet it. haha. it took just a miracle to take tico out of the house for an hour, and even then mother dearest called my phone and left a voicemail, "WHERES MY BABY?!" goodness, poor missy loves me more and that is unusualy considering karen could get her to bite me on command by saying "get 'er get 'er". Ohwell, i love you missy kissy! ha. Well, it is 9 here in wheatland and i still have to take the treck to laramie. great fun, get the deer to play "stop and stare at the lights". Crazy DEER. Well, have a good day night evening manana whatever. Bye!

Life Is A Highway ~Tom Cochrane

Tuesday:Hmm, where to start on today. We’ll start with Norman sloshing around saying “you better get up you still have to do all that oil stuff to “the count”” (my car). So I rolled out of bed at 806 and decided to rinse off in the shower. I drove to WallyWorld to find they didn’t have what I needed, so instead stopped halfway to K-mart to go to class for a couple hours. I was unprepared I felt for my espanol test even though I did study, and I found out my pysch test I got a 78!! My goodness what is wrong with me! Well, disappointed about that, I grabbed my oil, put it in my car, and headed to donate some plasma. After waiting a long hour to even get the needle in me, I was like whew about time, now I can get to pumping and out of here. No sooner had this thought crossed my mind I heard this tearing sound, must be the tape on my ….. ohmygoodness the needle is out of my arm, and my blood is EVERYWHERE, even on the guy donating next to me! I look at Patrick(the guy who hooked me up) and yep, he was splattered with my nice blood too. I didn’t know what to do, blood was gushing out of my arm all over, I glance at Patrick who was trying to get untangled to put pressure on my vein “is this bad” I asked? He is like “well its not good.” They got me wiped up best they could and washed down the machine, and well sent me home with my 20$, I guess if I get a needle ripped out of me every time I wont have to donate. Heh. Seems like I am turning into bad luck, last week I donated and the machine freaked out and they had to take everything off, putting an extra bag of saline in me till they had it all fixed. Great fun there I’m telling you. Well, That’s my life today. TaTa.

Take It Easy ~Eagles

Monday:I am figuring on taking it easy this week. I have plenty of tests, papers, and homework to do, however this weekend wore me out. I worked Friday- Sunday, and had to fulfill my social life Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night, this leaving my family life, from 1-2:30ish ever AM morning with mama. I made enough money to pay my car, thank goodness, and now I just need to go back into saving every penny for my apartment, and I need to pay Kunta next week when I’m home too. The joys of bills I tell you, I figured ill get a new one tacked on each year till I die. This weekend went pretty ok, I finally got to paintball with a gun! Run through the Thickets, mask fogging up, heart racing, only to be pounded in the back with paintballs! I’ve BEEN HIT! In the past I just had to run and try to get away before I was shot with NO GUN. YOUCH! I got away with a few small welts, however I figure that is pretty good deal for an afternoon of fun. I got home last night around 1130 to find Karen saying “Norman died!” I through my stuff down, and hurdled the couch, only to find… Norman, kissing O’s at me. Oh I was scared for a minute there I do admit! Today I went to Espanol, nice exam tomorrow, I was relieved however to find I passed my pop quiz with 5/5. Alright. I rushed to the computer lab to type up a paper due Friday in my eyelid nap time class, but since I wasn’t there on Friday I’ll turn it in today for a late grade. Well, that’s my weekend summed up very very shortly. Later.

People Are Strange ~ The Doors

HumpDay(middle of the week so its all down hill-explain for you perverted people that would think otherwise-mom,amber,karen.....) Anyway, i woke up to Norman swashing around wanting to be fed. I swear that fish never shuts up always wants to talk about something. After my morning shower, I went to rustle up some breakfast. Disappointed that I only had a handful of cocoa pebbles which were stale, I figured that had to do and ate it anyway. As I was consuming the last hard flakes, I heard a crash and what sounded like the hair dryer in the bathroom. Startled because I hadn’t even used the hairdryer since my last shower which was about a month ago, I ran to investigate, first telling Norman to not be a feared and stay put. Peering in the bathroom, sure enough the hairdryer was on as suspected. I replaced it to its normal spot on the cluttered counter and searched every nook and cranny in the apartment to make sure Casper was gone. I continued to class, missing out on seeing Keltman today. I continued to the rest of my classes, not even once being troubled by Brutus. I headed back to mi casa to find me something to eat. Thanks to Karen buying the ingredients and dad teaching me these wonderful meals, I had a salsa role. I headed to go purchase a sweatshirt that Derek wanted me to pick up for a friend, and well, come to find out Cindy is out of money, hopefully it’s the banks problem and I can get reimbursed!! After this dilemma and heartbreak I attended a review for my dope class. Not getting much out of that I had to make my own review and I still need to continue studying for this class, but this computer distracted me along with the presidential debate before that. It was the last one I had to see. Any who that’s my day that’s my night, hope I didn’t send you into a fright! And to ALL a GOODNIGHT!

Down So Long ~Jewel

Tuesday: Today went as planned, the only thing different, well i guess it was the same, Mr. Kelt guy cut in front of me so i got to follow him and wonder why he wears that kelt EVERYday that i have ever seen him. Amazing, and it isnt like he is just this lil guy, he could be a lineman! amazing the things people do. Heh it works. I donated plasma, and was put in side of the building, so that means there was already 20+ people full, and they were now filling another 20. It always is weird how they ask how the needle feels in my arm, i can only assume there are cases it hurts, but my reply everytime is it feels like a dang needle in my arm! busybusy however i got in and out with no complications and in under 50 minutes. Well, seems brutas has a lady, today i tripped over her as she ran with some sticks in her mouth across my feet. silly squirrel. Thats my day dont get to sleepy. Bu-Bye

One More Saturday Night ~Grateful Dead

Saturday: Today started out for me actually when the clock ticked over from 1159pm to 12am I was at the C12 residence hanging with my 2nd family, and enjoying a good time. Around 145 I headed home dropping Derek off on my way. I have been having these horrible aches in my abdominal area and I was in a hurry to get home and curl up into the fetal position. Mama finished reading the new testament to me, she has been reading to me for awhile now, so we did that and I fell asleep only to awake to my alarm clock, 845 time to head to work. I worked only for 5.5 hours, and for a while I was working alone. A lil dull nonetheless I kept me company. At 3 I rushed to the gymnasium to see Glenda(Jamie c12) conclude her homecoming volleyball game. I am now headed back to Laramie with Jon Dirt (Jason c12) and Derek to hang out in Laramie and enjoy all of the events after the UW homecoming game. Then tomorrow it is back to Wheatland once more to watch some FOOTBALL! And just relax. Later Gator.

Yes, ive had a thoughtful day. Check out my philosophy on "simple philosophy"  

Friday Night ~The Darkness

Friday: My morning consisted of hussling to finish my math homework from the past 2 weeks and head to class at the early hour of 12. Exhausted from my exam in my SOWK class, I hurry to the shuttle, hoping to leave town by 230. Stepping off the shuttle, I am surprised to see that I have stepped back in time to the 1950’s movie, “the birds”. I am surrounded by black crows, they are everywhere, I look up to see them flying circles around me, I look down to see them covering the parking lot, glancing straight forward, I spot them on the cars, the fence, the fire hydrants, these birds are fearless. I sprint to my car, dodging these birds that pay no mind to me brushing by them. Relief, I made it to my car. I wave goodbye to Norman and head my way to the canyon. I have my time of absorbing all of the beauty around me, and I realize, yes I am going to write a book. Smile on my face I press the gas and rush home to my parental guardians waiting for me on their choppers. I treat them to terra grano pizza and everything here is grand.Bonjour!

Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated. ~Confucius

Thursday. Today was as anyother thursday i presume. Reset the alarm on my phone twice to hope to get some sleep since i had no zzz's previous to this alarm from my tossing and turning. If only we had an "on/off" switch to our brains. Anywho, back to where i was. I headed to school only to have loud sirens of 3 different buildings screaming at my headache, one decided to scream from the building i happened to be in at that present time. I walked swiftly away, no curiousity as to why they were shrieking, not me at all. I pass the honking of the redfire trucks headed towards the obnoxious distress signals, and continue to get as far as way i can. i was rounding the corner, when i startled brutus from his nuts. With a smug hiss he jumps up and down on my toes as to harm me in some way, and waltzes slowly away to his normal ambush tree. jumping in "the count"(my monte) i am taken away to provide more of my bodily fluids for medicines and studies. Forcing myself to study that of social work and a foriegn language i cant help but stare off at the girl adjacent me, cringing in fear at the needle in her arm, or the man falling asleep to my right, even as the technicians keep calling out to him to stay awake, then theres the ND(newdonor) with her look of horror as to why the machine is beeping fiercely at her, i smile and mouth the word "pump". i finish my contribution to medicical studies, wave goodbye to the kind people who prick your arm and finger with needles and head to the ladies powder room. I always go into this special restroom for one reason only. The smell. The sweet essence of...fruitloops. honestly, i do not fool you on this aroma i speak of. It truelly does smell that of wonderful sugar. i finished my business there and now i am here, telling you of my boring, pithetic day and life at UW. However, tonight i am taking the time to head over and visit my beloved boys at the SAE resident. Remember, life is simple keep it that way. farewell.

Tougher Than The Rest ~Chris Ledoux

Wed-nes-day. To my horror, i glanced at Normans bowl, and could not locate him through the murkyness. NORMAN! i cried with hysteria. Then i saw his sweet O shaped lips peep through the water to greet me. Relieved, i later changed his water in order for this not to occur again. I arrived to school on time, only to be attacked by....Brutus. It all happened so quickly. i was on my way to class, there he was, waiting, watching, scoping out my everymove. It wasn't until he stolled into my path that i trembled with fear. I approached with caution. He staggered forward, never letting down his guard. Feet between us, i stepped to the right to avoid this confrontation. He moved to his left blocking my only route past. I pleaded "Brutus stop please let me by!" His response was a "hisss" that could stop the heart of neone. i faked left and jumped over him, his little claws reaching in the air to catch my flipflops. I land safely, stumble to my feet and turn to see Brutus behind me. i had made it. I yell over my shoulder, #$@% SQUIRREL! and continue on my way. I get to my eye closer class only to fall asleep during the movie on "ooh the poor lesbians and gays". i arrive home shortly after class, to prepare a gourmet meal for karen and i. Karen took over boiling the noodles, so i carried on a conversation with norman. then all of a sudden i hear karen shriek, AWWWW!! I run to her aid, spotting the water boiling over and helpless karen standing in the way of this threatening lava. I throw myself between her and the boiling noodles, turn down the heat, and step back for air from the horrific ordeal i just encountered. i saved a life today but i will remain humble, and only take every compliment i can get. I added the cheese to the noodles and we sat together in silence, taking in the terrible could have been tragedy that had just transpired. All day i have been listening to the incest station(country music) to get my hearing ready for tonights concert of chris ledoux, in one of his songs he actually mentions driving through wheatland, pretty neat i presume for a country artist. i am awaiting my country lover mr gall to arrive, seeing as he is my date this evening. update more tomorrow, sorry i had no interesting adventures to talk of today. adios.

Hungry Like The Wolf ~Duran Duran

Tuesday. Where do i begin with my day? Ok how about that it wasnt interesting at all but i will tell you the adventures of tuesday for someone pretty like me. It all started in my first hour class, Espanol or to you english natives, Spanish. Since it was only 10 i was still somewhat sleepy from my short 9 hour beauty rest the previous night. Anywho, i was sitting there, in anticipation to know my exam score. Handed my paper, i take a deep breath and turn it over. GASP! a 93!?!? what? im on cloud 800 now, floating to my next class, even the 2 mile walk up hill in the sleet and snow wasn't as bad as it normally seemed. My dope class went as usual, i learned that well drugs make u feel good. Enough about education, that isnt important. the story is now. I am walking innocently to the shuttle to be taken to the lovely chevy i drive when, the sweet aroma of food, good smelling food i believe pork? catches my 4th sense(that is smell). My stomach growls, i look around, whew! no1 heard,but if i dont eat now im going to start nawing at this nice fellow walking next to me. Then i see it, the best sign that could ever be created by mankind. "FREE FOOD". I fall to my knees, a tear running down my face, could it be? i waste no time, this is evolutions survival of the fittest, i jump in line, push some koreans aside. as i progress forward, a disturbing image fills my eyes. Are they taking food out of that sleeping pig? its my turn, the korean yells something at me and shoves me forward. To my horror, there is indeed a pig there, full grown, id say a year n a half old. i look down AW! the side of Bluebell(thats what i named the pig) is on the ground, what is this? i look at the bluebell, his nose, the apple in his mouth, his soft now roasted fur, and what? i thought piggys had curly tales? Much to my dismay, my rations are cut from under the hide of fully intacked, bluebell. i walk away, dumbfounded. To eat or not to eat? i did what ne kind hearted human would do, and might i add that was THE best tasting pork i have had. After this filling meal, i felt pretty good so i head to donate some more of my bodys plasma for money, it was the usual girl passing out, a guy complaining his machine is slow, and well me with a big ol grin watching it all. Well, hopefully i have a more interesting day tomorrow, Chris LeDoux is in concert so im taking derek to that tomorrow. Tata fellow bloggers.

Just another Manic Monday~Bangles

Well, it is a start of a new week. I already missed my first hour class, do they expect me to be there at 10am? crazy professors! naw i didnt sleep in i was on the road to laramie from mi casa de wheatland. it was nice to be able to drive home without the hassle of zigzagging around those lovely wildlife we call DEER. I could've made it in plenty of time to attend this oh so grand class of espanol, however, i figured my personal hygiene was more important at that point of time because even i could smell my own stinch, and rumor is, you cant normally smell your own stinch. Well, im starting my oh so productive day by printing out a 7 page report due at 1 and trying to pass time before i take the long treck across campus. im preparing for this journey by getting plenty of rest playing solitaire, occasionally sipping on some water, im all sorts of stretched out, and hopefully my heeled flipflops do not let me down and get me there in plenty of time to sit through a lovely lecture on how to graph a line(gotta love math9025). After that i have to hussle back through the crowded flooded sidewalks, around the never ending construction, dodge the bicycleists(is that a word?) and heavenforbid i cut through the recently laid sod!! just to arrive.... late to my next extremely eye shutting class of introduction to social work. After this wonderful hour of monotoned lecture i may get to actually russle me up some grub, that is after i can find a place to sit on the shuttle, without hitting my head like i so often find myself doing. Well this is just another adventurous monday for me, get me through today and i am well on my way to tuesday. Now that's a day to look forward to, blah. toodles

I'm Having a Productive Sunday! 

Sunday Girl ~Blondie

yet another long day of lounging around in mi casa de wheatland. don't get me wrong i am not complaining. the best and my favorite show (gilmore girls) has had a marathon since 12pm and i have been glued to that tv ever since. just knowing that bit of information, you know this is a pretty darn good show, considering i only occasionally switch over to that of my beloved sunday football. mi madre is working hard to serve me the platter of my choice, and that being my favorite, lemon peppered chicken, mom you are such a doll! tonights agenda is visiting my pretty(miss jamie c12) and thats pretty much it, i am deciding on if i should just stay the evening here and take the treck to laramie tomorrow morning when it is actually light and not 1130 at night like every other sunday when i head home, however then who will the deer play "look at those headlights stop and stare" with? but that is still something to be decided upon my restlessness tonight, and how early i want to actually awaken from my beauty sleep. tata

Saturday Night Special~Lynard Skynard

realizing the importance of sleep, i headed home at the early hour of 1245am in order to get some beauty needed sleep. around the hour of 12pm i awoke only to find mama was still enjoying her beauty sleep too. i was introduced to the "blog" not really by choice, mama just sat me down and opened it up and said look.read.now. and so i did, i explored the comments, the thoughts, the lives of my family members that i was so behind on i thought i was reading that of a fictional book. i was consumed by the stories, on the edge of me seat! the suprise parties, the floods(mental note get mama and papa an ark) and then the illness's in my family. i was amazed, who are these authors using the names of my family members and creaiting news on their lives? i soon realized it was a nonfiction writing by my truelly gifted family members. what authors you all are. well i am not a blogger, can i use that title yet or have i not proven worthy with just one blog? get back to me on that. honest my saturday is going to get more interesting, atleast im crossing my fingers of that.

Jamie(Pretty) and ME at Prom 04- I can honestly say we are the prettiest 

Karen and ME at Grandma's farm- arent we beautiful? 

Mommy Shirley(We miss her) Missy and ME! This was that lovely snowstorm. 

This is Haley Tracy Mae and Me on our graduation, Without them i wouldnt have survived HS or Freelunch. 

This is a Senior Picture of yes ME!