I'm on a roll!

Wow, I've managed two blogs in the past week. I can't believe it!

Well since I did that "confessions" blog last time, I've been thinking of other things that most people may not know about me.

One is that I can't eat leftover mac-n-cheese. I love the stuff fresh, but after its gone cold in the fridge, its one of the worst things to try to feed me.  Wont eat it. Can't eat it.

Two is that I love all things kiddie. I think if I don't get too old before I have kids, I'll be one of those moms who do everything with the kid. I love the little rides, the playgrounds, the kid museums (you'll never know what these are unless you go to the west coast. Best places to grow up, I assure you. Oh, and OMSI. I miss that place SOOOOO bad. It's in Oregon. Go look it up), and the food. Well, most of the food. Like cheerios, goldfish (I'm a sucker for these. Can finish a bag and wonder where they went easily!), etc. Pretty much anything you'd see in a church nursery I'll eat with pleasure. Besides the formula milk. That should go without saying. *yuck* Oh, and I'll happily live off of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, chocolate milk, and mac n' cheese for the rest of my life if I have to.

Well maybe a break for Mexican every once in a while. Just to cut out the monotony.

ANYWHO:


Third is that I get lost driving oh-so-easily. This is the reason why my parents got me a GPS for my graduation present. And why I spent 10-15 extra minutes today trying to find the Marietta/ Cobb County Museum of Art. Guess why? My parents have the GPS for their trip to Savannah. And I guessed at where to go all the way back to I-75 North. Thankfully I actually know that I-75 North is where I needed to get onto, or else I'd be still in Marietta....or maybe even in Roswell by now. I'm horrible with directions. Give me landmarks or a GPS, or I shall DEFINITELY get lost. It's guaranteed.


Why have I been doing confessions so much you may be asking??

My answer is:


I have no clue.



But I do have one last confession to make: I haven't even found that book for ABOAMO for this month. I dont think I even have time to go looks for it. All four of my classes have gone into project mode this semester. So I have an outline due Next Thursday in Psych with my group, My I-search paper needs to be gradually worked on as much as possible for my ENGL class, My country paper for Human Geog. is going to be huge (10-15 double spaced pages!!), and for Art we need to get in our final draft for our artist project before my Spring Break (which is the week of the 8th)!


Lovely fun. Ugh.







Later Gators!! Opps!!

DAWGS! :P

Double whoops.....I belong to a tech. school......the hornets.....


bah! I dont care.....go dawgs!

....even though I've only watched two games total..................


Randomizer!!!


*music*
doo do doo do doo  do do!!

doo do doo do do DUM!

*end of music*

I drank so much milk today its not even funny. I think I'm gonna be sick. Bleh.

A few confessions to make:

Now I know of some people who will disagree with me but:

I'm a sucker for brownies. I LOVE brownies. Usually chocolate will wear on me after a while, and I'll need to take a break from its particular flavor. NOT SO WITH A BROWNIES DELIGHTFUL GOODNESS.

The reason why I am particularly in a frenzy about brownies right now is because my dad's co-workers brought some. And I love them. So there


That was my first confession.


My second confession is:

I only have a 8 1/2 minute attention span. Unless of course I'm doing something else along with the passiveness. Then I probably have a longer attention span. But that's probably why I cannot memorize anything unless it's to music. Which is why I can never be a nurse, or anything in the medical field. I just do not have a head for memorizing facts. It's rather frustrating. Mostly because it's either math or science for good places to get a job. I don't like math (at all) , and I don't have the memorizing mind for a scientist. It's rather evil. So there.



Third confession:

I love customizing things. It's fun. I loved myspace only because I could customize the crap out of it. If I knew that I could take everything off of my car no problem after I put it on, I'd probably customize the bejezus out of my car too. But I know if I graffiti it then it would be harder to sell if necessary.
So, the confession is: if I wasn't so practical, everything I owned would either be written on, stickered to death, or plastered with both.

Thank goodness for my practical side.



Lessie....fourth confession?:

Adrenaline is my best friend. I mean, Brian and Katie are my BESTIES, but adrenaline is AWESOME. It is the only thing close to a God High. This is why I love rollercoasters. And pretty much any amusement park known to man. Because I'm addicted to fun and adrenaline. And I need more. Right now....... Give it to me!!!!



My final and fifth confession........:

I HATE PINK

Some of you already know this.
It reminds me of glitter.


*shudder* *twitch twitch*


Glittery pink is the worst. I will automatically curl my lip in disgust if I see it. So ahead of time I apologies for the expression on my face if you catch me before I catch  it. Of course this only applies to those of you who love to wear pink and glitter. Together.


I feel sorry for your eyes. 


No wait.


I feel sorry for my eyes.

END OF CONFESSION

Fin

Over

My Dr. Who Phase

So I guess I've been going on and on about Dr. Who for the past few weeks now, and I've come to realize I've passed the obsession point.

This happened to me about Heroes a little while back, and I got over that, so I'm hoping this one goes away.

The problems with being completely obsessed with Dr. Who:

1. I talk about anything else on Facebook, so I must be driving my friends nuts
2. I can't stop thinking about it, and so I dream about it
3. The ending of the 4th season was sad, and I already feel kind of sad at the moment, and so it's just increasing the sadness. On top of that, I tried watching a Heroes episode to get the Dr. Who stuff out of my head, and the ending for THAT was sad as well, so now I have sadness in three-fold. Fail

Also, if I watch episodes of one particular show all of the time, I become attached to certain characters, and they usually are the lead male roles. Which is quite unhealthy,  makes me rather lonely, and causes me to "fantasize" I suppose it could be called about the lead roles. And guess what....they're usually around the age of 30!!!! So it's a double fail.


Hopefully I got that out of my system.


Why am I so lonely?