Voices in my head

Still sucks that Freaky D. is on blog break, it's like everyone is taking a small break or stopping all together. :-(

A public thank you to the small amount of folks that brought something from Pooka's fundraiser, the fact that you can buy stuff for a fundraiser online still blows my mind! Kinda....

I am operating at about 80% today so I should be st8 by the weekend! YAY!

I think I am going to get a tutor for Physics, I read the chapter 3 times not including the rereading over certain parts to help answer certain questions and according to the back of the book I STILL got the homework questions wrong. Even though I already know most of the questions are wrong, I am turning it in this morning. That diagnostic test was misleading! I am glad I didn't try to test out.

I am starting to like the beat of that chicken noodle song. Lyrically it's a train wreck, but I found myself bopping to it yesterday. Kill me now!

My aloe plant has grown 3 offshoots since I brought it, I am so proud of myself. I kill everything with my brown thumb!

Sometimes I feel like causing automobile accidents. It's not road rage, it would be a feeling. Like last night a car was beside me going a similar speed and my brain asked "how bad would the accident be if I side swiped the vechicle?" I even looked at the cars behind us and reviewed the damage, sorta kinda like the chick in one of those Final Destination movies I seen sees(I think it was the second one).

I laughed at the thought because for the past several years I kinda had this "feeling" that I am going to die violently in a vehicle.

I think I am going to have sausage and oatmeal for breakfast.

The local station is coming to do a story about the program I work for today. When they get there I am shutting and locking my door. Seriously.

DING! When they come I will be on my way to class anyway! YAYYYYY

My hair is everywhere and needs to be washed. I was gonna do it this past weekend, but I never did, it's a must do this weekend. I can't wait till my hair locks all over and they mature! Patience is a mf'er sometimes. How can I be cute when I let my hair control itself? *sigh*

I love you like a fat kid loves cake. That's what 50 cent just said on the radio. My ex coworker (white, blonde, size zero) used to walk around the office saying that and it was hi-lar-i-ous each and everytime she said it cuz she always said it like the stereotypical white girl! I miss her, wonder what she is up to now a days?

Speaking of bean poles, I stopped to chit chat with slim shady (size 1) and the way she sat her shirt was up a little bit and she had extra skin round the belly, not a lot but enough to make me look twice. Everytime she tells me about the crunches she does in the mornings I talk about how she should be eating her another serving at table...now I kinda see what she wants to get rid of. If I was paper thin like her I know I would wanna get rid of the little teeny tiny pouch as well. It's nothing a little toning wouldn't clear. I wish that's all I needed to get rid of! LOL

Guess I'll have jello vs sausage and oatmeal....