i know the feeling. the past two nights my sleep has been interupted by less than cordial roommates.

lets go back to sat night: sleeping was going all right after working a long hard day. nick was over. five am comes. bam. loud drunk roommates outside of my door talking about bread bowls. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

sun night: excellent sleeping which is much needed to cure my sinus illness. 330 am. smoke alarms going crazy. open my eyes and nose to see and smell room filled with smoke. i begin to plan fire escape plan. i will just jump out the second story window into bushes and hope to only break oone body part. i head to the potty to tinkle. this fiasco has my bladder in a tizzy, and then head downstairs to see multiple high people eating some kind of snack food and begin to question what happened. idiot roommate(i.., typical male college idiot, sorry boys) dosent realize he should turn the damn oven off when the house starts to smell like charbroiled something. didn't fall back alseep til 5am due to the nasty smell. turns out it was a pizza roll, turned mini charcoal brick.


oh the joys of being this lovely college age, living with filthy, rude coeds. ;)

ps drove all the way to school today to find out there is none. sewage problem, ewww.

my aunt wants to know what size underpants i wear. ? my faimly is strange.

I Officially HATE THE MALL. there's no angry face, otherwise i would show it now.

well, i can't. well, i couldn't. what ever happened to my f*&^%$# family? i feel like i have none. well, realy i don't. oh well. i guess its time to bite the bullet and grow up. growing up is the saddest part of my life thus far.

in other more uplifting news, i have a job interview on tues morning. to work with kiddies. i love the kiddies. better than selling lotion to suburbian housewives...gasp.
this job would mean full time regular hours, and an escape from lotion land, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

my life right now, is completely opposite from what is was last year at this time. now, its a lot harder. i have to do stuff on my own. its hard. but i guess i know i can do it. life aint always fun kids, especially when you can't even remember the last time you bought a new tube of lipgloss, or anything besides food or gas.

i want to work with the kiddies...

paul wants to throw everything away

terry wants to keep everything

i really don't care.

but i did do their dishes today, those bitches can't clean up after themselves. the shame.


paul also wants to have an online sort of survivor show, but with maids, who will clean his house. oh boy

apparently my sister has a "house cleaner" as paul calls it. he wants one, so do i. matt says they steal stuff, all of them. hehehe....