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Happy Sunday!  Last night I went over to my good friend Blake's house, and he did my nails.  Take a gander at these...


I think they are cute!  It took us a long time to get it right, but we watched a few YouTube videos and finally got it down pat!  I can't wait to do it with Christmas colors.

Also, Thursday night I did spray tan for the first time.  I remember when I was in high school and people would do it and it looked SO orange, and it would cake up on their hands and toes.  Well, it's evolved quite a bit since then.  I totally look like I've been on the tanning bed.  They give you lotion to rub into your hands and feet so it doesn't cake up, and it worked.  It's kinda like how I'm now wearing fake lashes everyday thanks to my sister, I will never be able to not wear lashes, and I feel like I can never go back to not doing spray tan.  I hope this doesn't make me a diva.  I could be perfectly fine wearing sweat pants and no makeup for the rest of my life, I just wana have pretty lashes and a fake tan while I'm doing it!
Last Friday I had an interview at Barnes and Noble, and I seriously walked outta that place thinking "This will be such a fun job!  I wonder how soon I will start?"  We'll, guess what?  They never called me.  That bugs the crap out of me!  Why?  I want to call them and ask them why they haven't called me, but is that rude?  I know it sounds like I'm being dramatic, but I interviewed with two women, and both interviews we just talked each others heads off and they seemed very impressed with me and seemed to genuinely like me.  I know how conceited this sounds, but it seemed to go so awesome that its hard for me to believe that they found someone they liked better than me.  I hate having that feeling!  What did that other person do that I didn't?  And why did I walk out of there so confident, having the vibe that everything went amazing, if it really didn't?  It's a total reality check, like, maybe I'm not as in tune with people as I thought I am.  If I'm not careful, I completely start second guessing myself and doing some over analizing.  It just bugs me.  I'm sure other people have gone through the same thing...I was just so pumped to work there!  Maybe they will call me Monday...gotta be optimistic! :)
I'm supposed to go to a singles small group at a local church tonight at five.  I went last week, and there were only three of us there.  Isn't that sad?  But im hoping more people will find out about it and come check it out!  It would be nice to meet a guy, but it's actually just nice to meet with other people over the age of 25 that are single...male OR female.  It's nice to talk about your experiences and get another persons point of view, and discuss ways to nip things in the bud before they ever become problems.  I think I will learn a lot!

Have a good 'un!

Halloween

I hope everyone had an awesomely fun Halloween!  Yesterday morning my mom had surgery.  They had to put stints in both of the arteries coming out of her kidneys.  Everything went perfectly, and she even got to come home yesterday afternoon!  I am so thankful to God that everything went so well.  I couldn't ask for more!
Last night I worked at the mall, because that's where I work.  They had a mall trick or treating extravaganza.  OMG.  I bet I handed out five million pieces of candy.  It was a lot of fun but my back was killing me from bending over five million times because none of the kids would actually hold their bag up...they just let it drag on the ground...and I had to bend alllllllll the way down to get the candy in there.  Have I ever told you I dislike other people's children?  I'm a mean person.  Anyways, I saw so many cute costumes,  but I also saw some really sad, pitiful costumes.  Honestly, it was an eye opener.  I know that sounds silly, but hear me out.
I saw a kid, probably around eighteen months old, in an Easter bunny costume.  And it wasn't because they thought it would be funny or cute, sometimes you can just tell...and I could tell, that it was all they had.  I'm torn over this because it's sad, but then again....it makes me mad because its absolutely ridiculous.  I saw soooooo many kids that their "bag" was a pillow case and they were literally wearing street clothes, probably whatever they wore to school that day.  This angers me.  It angers me because honestly, not all, but most of the kids I saw like this had parents that looked like they could have done more.  Whatever happened to being creative?  Let me tell ya something...I have NO money.  If I had a kid right now, I would have no money for a costume.  But that's why I would have been thinking about this three months ago and I would have been looking at every website I can find, trying to find something that I can spend next to nothing on and guess what?  My kid would have had an adorable costume.  I guess it's possible that the kid didn't want to dress up, and in that case I would have said....if you are too old to dress up, you are too old to go.
I loved Halloween when I was a kid!  I just remember coming home with amazing amounts of candy.   Sometimes we just went on my street, sometimes mom took me to other neighborhoods, sometimes I went with a friend.  It was the most fun night of the year, except for Christmas Eve :).
So guess what?  It's November!  Not only is Christmas fast approaching, but my graduation is coming up.  I can't even tell you how excited I am.  I'm also so stressed out about it that I make myself sick, so that's all I'm going to say about it for now.
So, I'm going to try and post on here every day this month something that I am thankful for.  Today I am thankful that I am a Christian.  I know that is cheesy, but I'm serious.  I can't imagine never knowing or having a relationship with God.  I don't feel like I could live without that hope, faith, and guidance.  I feel for anyone that doesn't have a relationship with God and I pray for those people as well.  Can you imagine how much weight you would have on your shoulders if you didn't have God to lighten that burden?  The earth supposedly weighs about 6 septillion kilograms....you figure it out.
Happy November 1st!

Nothing

That is what I have done for two days y'all.  Nothing.  And it's been awesome.  I can't even say I'm ashamed.
I'm so tired here lately!  I think my sleep schedule is out of whack.  It's just so hard for me to get in bed at a decent hour.  Probably because I'm not doing much of anything!  It's a vicious cycle.
I'm going to try and get off the couch tonight and go walking, hopefully with a friend!  I really, really want to get in better shape.  I have a lot of pounds to lose.  Isn't it amazing how a bad relationship ends up being weight on your body?  Its crazy!  I totally let myself go.  Oh well, you live, you learn.  I won't ever do that again.  Hopefully my future husband doesn't like to fry everything he cooks.

I wonder if there is anything natural I can take to help my thyroid?  I'm convinced that I have a thyroid problem.  My mom and my sisters both do, and I just think I do, too.
Speaking of my mom, she is having her long awaited surgery in the morning.  I'm so ready for that to be over with and I know she is as well.  The doctor will be putting stints in her kidneys, so everyone say a prayer that everything goes okay.  Can't live without my mama, y'all!
Is it bad that I have my Christmas tree up already?  I haven't decorated it yet, but it's up and I've been enjoying just having a lighted tree up, it's so pretty!
Btw, I'm watching Paula Dean grill pineapple and it looks sooooo yummy.
I really want a new crockpot, mine is orange because it's that old...it was made when orange was cool the first time.
And also, I watched a video the other night about how meat companies use glue to bind bits and pieces of meat together and it ends up looking like a steak.  Even a butcher couldn't tell the difference between it, and a real piece of steak.  Disgusting!    I'm pretty sure I am becoming a vegetarian.  I just can't handle not knowing what goes into our bodies.  I think that is the cause of a lot of the diseases people have nowadays.
Also, anyone else watched any videos about the illuminati?  I've been watching videos on YouTube and looking stuff up.  I'm totally fascinated by it!

Whatever happened to Tom Green?

Well, do you know?  I wish I did.  He is so freaking hilarious to me.  Remember watching the Tom Green Show?  I remember one time he put a piece of poop on the microphone and went out on the street to " interview " people, and he would stick it right in their face.  It was a hoot.

I really needed to read for school today, but after about five or six pages I would get soooo sleepy, so I would find things to do.  What I found to do was laundry, and clean out my fridge.  It was pretty bad.  The positive to this pitiful story is that I cleaned out about fifteen glass jars...pickle jars, horseradish jars, relish jars, jelly jars...my counter is full of them!  I soaked them to get the labels off and washed them out and I'm going to save them.  Maybe I can store things in them, or find something neat and crafty on Pinterest.  Maybe I can paint them and use them for flower holders when I get married.  Have to find a boyfriend first though, at least I'm planning ahead. He will be so proud of me!  Glass jars are just such a waste to me, I can't hardly throw them out!  I'm turning into my mother.



See!  I'm proud of mah glass jars.

By the way, anybody else as upset as I am about Martha Stewart's show being cancelled?  It's really upsetting to me!

Holidays and British Actors

Have you ever noticed how in every single British t.v. show or movie, you always see the same actors?  It's kind of comical to me.  Maybe it's just because they are a small country and so they only have so many really amazing actors and actresses, and they get all the good jobs.  Don't get me wrong, anyone who knows me knows that I'm obsessed with all things British, and because these actors and actresses are British, I love every single one of them.  I guess to me it's just kind of...cute.

I can't believe the holidays are coming up so fast!  Why do we say that every year?  I mean, I literally say that every single year, and so do you.  Halloween this year will be not fun to me, my mom is having surgery that morning, and then I have to work!  Bummer.  I was totally looking forward to handing out candy.

Yesterday I went to the plasma place in Jonesboro to donate plasma.  Why you ask?  Because they pay you!  Ha!  I got a coupon in the mail saying if I brought it in, for my first four times donating I would get an extra ten dollars on top of what they normally pay.  So my broke butt went straight there after getting fitted for my cap and gown.  First of all, I was there for about four hours.  Wasn't expecting that.  I got there at a bad time-when all the nurses were at lunch, so I had to wait for that.  I had a lot of stuff to read and fill out and blah blah blah.  I finally get back there, and guess what?  My blood is too thick, it keeps clotting in the tube thingy sticking out of my arm.  So, they stick my other arm, and guess what?  My blood is too thick and keeps clotting in the tube thingy sticking out of my arm.  They said they could strip me, which would take a while (still don't know what that means) or they could just let me go.  I explained to the girl that I was ready to go, since I had been there four hours, I would really like to get my thirty bucks.  She made it happen and I went on my way.  She said next time I go back I should drink plenty of water the day before and day of, and maybe even take a couple of aspirin before I come.  If it happens again, it's just not meant to be.  Well, It better happen because I'm going back tomorrow, I want some money!

Is it wrong that I'm doing that for money?  I should probably be doing it out of the goodness of my heart, but it's not free money.  It really hurts getting those huge needles stuck in your arm, if only for a second.  And it isn't much fun to have to wait all that time.  It totally reminds me of the health department.  Basically I'm trying to convince you that I worked for that thirty bucks.

Confession time:  I don't know why, but it always works out that I ever have money at Christmas time.  For the last eight years, I have normally worked part time and went to school.  I haven't gone to school every semester full time, sometimes I went part time, some semesters I didn't go at all.  But it just so happens that at Christmas time, I'm broke.  I hate it!  I want so badly to get everyone I know a gift for Christmas because that's just the kind of gal I am.  And I've decided this year that no matter what, my friends and family will be getting SOMETHING, if my life depends on it!  So I'm sure most of you know what that means.....Pinterest.

Ya know what's funny to me?  All these gift ideas say this is homemade, and this is do it yourself, and so on.  But guess what?  That wreath, or that whatever, may cost half the price of buying it, and it may be super cheap...but when I say I'm broke, I mean I'm BROKE.  I don't mean that that costs thirty bucks, and I only have fifteen, so I can buy the stuff to do it myself.  I mean I don't have fifteen bucks and if I did I would have to put gas in my car.  Seriously people!  Am I getting too personal?  It's okay.  I'm not ashamed of being broke.  I still look good.

Can you tell I'm a late night writer?

It should be obvious by now.  This is when I do my best studying, too.  Kate desperately wants in my lap, Mikey is spinning around making himself comfy in my lap, and just laid down and rested his head on my hand as I'm typing.  And Jordan is on the sofa doing her own thing.  These guys have so made the transition from girl that lives with her boyfriend to being 27 and living alone so much easier than I assume it would have been without them.  I honestly don't know what I would have done if I didn't have three little furry bodies anxiously waiting for me to wake up ever morning, and come home everyday from wherever.
With that being said, I have learned a lot about myself in the last two weeks since I've been officially living alone for the first time ever.
1.  I'm really a pretty clean and organized person...aka, it wasn't me that made the mess around here!  My apartment has stayed clean for two weeks!  I don't even think I've turned my stove on!
2.  Toilet paper lasts a lot longer when I'm the only one using it.
3.  It is so nice, let me emphasize that...IT IS SO NICE, to be able to watch whatever I want on tv.  I'm not going to lie, I enjoy watching tv, I probably watch more than I should, and some of it (most of it) may or may not be pure smut.  I don't have to share my tv with anyone, and for those of you that don't know, well, there isn't a nice way to say this-the ex was a tv hog.
4.  I've learned that moving in with a guy was (one of) the stupidest things I've ever decided to do.  I will not live with another guy until I am married!

I'm sure I've learned some other crap, too.  I'm torn between going all out on here, spilling my guts, and telling everyone that might possibly be nosey just what it's been like for the last three years all of my business, or not doing that.  Should I?  Well, for the sake of your boredom and time, I will sum it up.
I fell for the wrong guy.  Wrong in every way you can imagine.  He has a serious problem with alcohol, he cheated, he lied, he wouldn't work, he lied, he drank, he cheated, he lied.  Did I mention that he is incapable of telling the truth?  It totally sounds like I'm bashing him.  Maybe I am.  I'm not being emotional, just stating facts.  In case you don't know, I can be a tad stubborn.  I don't think I'm as bad as I used to be, but man, I used to be.  And everyone said I shouldn't move to Oklahoma City for this guy, so that's exactly what I did.
And I didn't know about all his less desirable qualities at first.  I found out little by little over the last three years.  I knew one day I would have enough, but I'm sure everyone else thought I'd just stay with him forever.  Well, I had enough back in September.
So.  Here I am.  Single, again!  But it's okay.  I have never felt more sure that God is going to send me THE perfect guy.  I already know what he will be like, I'm just waiting for God to introduce us.  I know that God knows what I need and what I want, and I truly believe that he will bless me with the love of my life.
Did you know that God can't bless you unless you let him?  That is the biggest lesson I have ever learned.
God could not bring me Mr. Right when Mr. Wrong was sitting on my couch.  Why would he?  I kept praying for three years, begging God to tell me what to do, tell me if I'm doing the right thing.  Should I be with him?  Is this a sign?  Well, he let me figure that out on my own, and now I fully believe that He is excited to give me what I've always wanted...a soul mate.
I think it's beautiful when people get married young, but lemme tell ya something.  As a 27 year old lady who is single, no kids, and has had one bad relationship after another, I believe that I will appreciate my husband in a way that people that haven't gone through all of that will never understand.  Almost like a woman who has had miscarriage after miscarriage appreciates her babies, EVERY mom does, but when you've lost one, its just different.  That may be a bad example, but it's all I've got.
So if you have a cute, smart, funny guy friend/brother/cousin/son/dad that is single, you have my permission to set us up.
I'm kidding about the dad part.   Unless he's rich.
Ha!

Does anyone watch Downton Abbey?  I am absolutely obsessed with that show.  It's almost like reading a good book, it completely takes me to another place, like I'm in a different world.

My foster dog Lily went to her home tonight.  It was a really stressful situation and I'm glad that she is finally in a home that can give her the attention that she needs and deserves.  And my dogs are glad to have the baby gate gone so they can go into the kitchen...that gave them half their home back!  

School is stressing me out.  My Spanish teacher is a lunatic.  I want to graduate in December so bad I can taste it.  I feel like I've been in school for SO long.
Oh, wait....I HAVE been in school for SO long.  I first started college in January 2005, and I have gone off and on ever since.  I have not gone every semester, and sometimes when I did I didn't go full time, thus the reason I am graduating seven years later.  I was so immature.  Boy, I really thought I was sooooo smart, but I wasn't!  I couldn't decide what I wanted to do, and it wasn't important to me, so I goofed off, took out loans I will never be able to repay, and now I have a degree that I will be lucky to find a job where I can actually use it.  If I can find the job I want, using my degree, I will feel extremely blessed.

I really need to shampoo my carpet.  It's nasty.  But I just don't want to do it alone!  Plus I have no clue what I'm doing, so that doesn't help.

I'm so sick of hearing about the election.  Whoever it is, whatever.  I don't even have anything clever to say.  I like neither of them.  Whoever will pay off my student loans is who I want to win.  The end.

This was just a big cluster of crap, wasn't it?

Oh well.