Wednesday, December 9, 2009

HP Touch Screen 600 giveaway.

5 bloggers are giving away chances to win an HP Touch Screen 600 computers on dec. 24! Here are the links. at each blog you can get up to three chances to enter-comment on the entry, tweet or facebook about it, and then blog about this awesome opportunity. (so a total of 15 chances!)

MckMama is one of the bloggers. Head over to her MckGivaways blog to enter!

Kelly from Kelly's Korner is giving one away here!

BooMama's review and giveaway are here!

Stephanie, from A Year of Slow Cooking is having her giveaway here!

And Stephanie from NieNie Dialogues is offering her giveaway here!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009


Wow. Talking works. Sunday I asked my roommate what was wrong and she let me have it. I was a little upset; because it turns out I hadn't been doing anything wrong. But Monday she left a lovely note for Spencer and me, apologizing for hurting our feelings and explaining that she's just stressed out. (And she doesn't want to talk about it.) Then, as she was leaving and I was in the living room, she told me bye first. Made my day.

However, today in chemistry, I learned that since the iron in our bodies oxidizes, it is not magnetic. Therefore, Magneto's escape from his plastic prison in X-Men 2 could never have happened. This made me sad.

Oh well. Life is still good today.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

any ideas?

I have a tendency towards passive-aggression. Or so I thought. When I had terrible, horrible, no good, very bad, roommates, I would leave little notes around the apartment asking them to "please lock the door! : )" and eventually, "LOCK THE F***ING DOOR!!!" I left many of those painfully polite notes over the semester. Notes that eventually degraded into not-so-polite notes and then yelling. However, usually I would ask the roommates to stop (using my dishes), or start (closing the front door when they left) doing something first. I tried to talk to them first, but I didn't see them much. Anyways I was not completely blameless in the hellhole that was that living arrangement. I'm sure my notes infuriated them. (However their not locking the door infuriated me, and was unsafe. and don't get me started on the threats, theft, and general harassment.)

But I’m trying really hard to forgive them. (It’s not going so great. I’ve gotten to where I no longer wish misfortune, misery and STDs on them so progress is being made, but I’m not quite there yet. We're praying for that.) Anyways since I am aiming for forgiveness, I don't want to rehash all the crap they put me through. The point is I thought I was rather passive aggressive. Turns out I’m not. Not even close. If they were loud when I was trying to sleep, I’d go ask them politely the first time and then not so politely the following three times.

Now I’m living with a girl who doesn't like me and I don't know why. One day I logged onto my Facebook to find this "[Abby’s roommate] thinks it's funny how inconsiderate some people can be...especially when others are trying to sleep 'cause they hv an 8am class the next day >:l" I was baffled. I knew it had to be about me, because where else is she trying to sleep? But, where was the request for quiet? At no point during the previous night had she even spoken to me or our other roommate Spencer. Once she came out of her room and flung some silverware into the sink and slammed her bedroom door. However since she is always slamming doors, I don't think much of it. If she seems upset, I ask her about it, but rarely do I get an answer. And I’m not one to push. But this status update upset me. Not so much being referred to as inconsiderate (although that was upsetting), but that my roommate doesn't feel like she can ask us to be quiet. And the fact that she posted it on her Facebook. It is unnecessary to bring other people into it like that. All it does is add to the drama and bullshit. And I hate drama and bullshit. (Ahem, I do realize that I am posting this on the internet. However very few people in my real life have the link to this blog. I am asking strangers for advice, not bitching. I hope.)

I was also upset because so far, every friendly overture I have made has been rejected. I know she is new in our apartment, I know that Spencer and I have many inside jokes after being roommates for so long, but we will always explain an inside joke. And we keep trying to reach out. It’s been two months and nothing. And she's completely stopped talking to us unless absolutely necessary. I wish I knew what was wrong. I hope she doesn't feel like I did last year. I don't know what to do anymore. I spend a lot of time in our living room and whenever I see her, I say hi or bye depending on which way she is heading. She used to answer, but lately she has stopped.

And I still don't know what I did. I refrained from posting a rebuttal on Facebook. (I wrote a wonderful one though.) It just plain hurts my feelings. Trying so hard to be a friend and just getting shot down over and over hurts. And it makes me angry. As far as I know I haven’t done anything wrong. And if she won’t tell me what I’m doing that’s offending her so much, I can’t even try to fix it. And since unfortunately, I’m not a mind reader, there’s nothing I can do. I can try talking to her, but she hides in her bedroom all the time. So if she won’t talk to me, I feel that it’s her own fault that she’s miserable. And I get angry at her for being so bitchy and posting pissy little passive aggressive status updates on Facebook. I also am starting to resent her for upsetting what was finally a happy environment. And that just adds to the anger. It’s a vicious cycle.

But at the same time, I hate that she probably feels similar to how I did last year with Bitchy and Blondie. I hate myself for possibly making someone feel as awful as I did. But I also know that I am generally a nice person, and I have been trying extra hard to make her feel comfortable and included here. And this whole self-loathing makes me resent her for making me feel bad about myself when I’m pretty sure I haven’t done anything. Again with the vicious cycle.

I’m trying to be aggressively nice. That’s been my latest strategy. No matter how hurt, angry and resentful I feel, I always give her a warm smile and say hi when I see her. It’s not working. I’m considering adding a “how are you today?” with just a little bit ‘o’ perk. Which is very unlike me. I hate perky people. Except with every non-answer, I feel a little more discouraged. Every slammed door is jarring. Every glare makes it harder to smile. And every day I wonder, “What have I done to make her feel this way towards me? And how can I make it stop?”

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Share Some Love

So today I added a bunch of links to my blog sidebar. Hopefully, these are links that you will like. One link allows you to donate money to charity as you search. Or shop. Link through their site and go to Amazon or Target or wherever you like to shop online and a percentage of what you spend is donated to the charity chosen. (They also have coupons for using on these websites. so not only do you save money, you help out a cause.) If you use my link, money will go to a camp for children with cancer. (I've mentioned this camp in several other posts) The cost of sending one child to camp runs at about $500, but thanks to donations and grants, children are able to go for just $50. And if a family is unable to afford that, there are scholarships. So this is a really good cause and a personal favorite of mine. Next links down are the "Click to Give" links. You can go click everyday and sponsors pay for things. They also have some pretty awesome shopping, and of course the proceeds go to helping that cause. Next up is a game! FreeRice is a simple flash trivia game and for every answer you get right, they donate 10 grains of rice to hungry people. They also have links to And here's another thing you can do to help people (although this one does require getting off the computer) go here, read about the goals the UN has set to help poverty and then print this to send to President Obama to remind him about the pledge the USA made back in 2002 to give 0.7% of the country's income to help fight poverty. The pledge that we are not even close to meeting 7 years later. Currently, the US is only giving 0.18%. Again, print this and mail it to President Obama. (If you're in another country, click here to find the applicable letter to your government.) Lastly, I’ve added ads to my blog. If I ever make any money from them, it will go to The Rainbow Connection. So let’s all SHARE SOME LOVE!

Monday, October 19, 2009

not me monday!

This week, I did not forget to do at least two homework assignments. maybe more.
I did not drive all the way to the library to see if I had left my homework on the computer there, when really it was in the second most obvious place on my computer.
I did not drive the less than a 1/4 mile to the library. or to the Diner. Or the computer lab. I walk everywhere on campus because it is healthy.
I did not trick my roommate into listening to a Beatles song. I would never do that because she is morally opposed to the Beatles and I always fully respect her hatred of my favorite band.
I did not pick out the perfect wedding dress. I wouldn't do that since I'm not even really engaged yet and that would be silly. very silly.
I didn't eat half of an amazing Party Pizza. those are REALLY bad for you and have contributed significantly to my high cholesterol at age 21. which is why I have given up eating those. So I totally ate something healthy instead of something fast and cheap.
I did not spend all day playing on the interweb on friday. or saturday. or sunday. I spent my weekend studying. and working.
I did not clean my room. no, really I didn't. and I have guests coming this week. I had better work on that.

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

Monday, October 12, 2009

not me monday!

I did not spend all yesterday being a pill and doing nothing.
I did not go to wal-mart at midnight with some friends and run around with foam disc shooters, while playing the mission impossible theme song loudly on my phone.
We did not convince some guy (who was "trippin balls") that we were secret agents and were going to go kill someone.
I did not see a cute baby doing something cute and sneakily take a picture.
I did not accidentally bump into the Corvette at the car show so that I could touch it. I'm not that weird.
I have not been cranky all week because I miss my boyfriend.
I did not encourage my friend to write "Batman" on the blank name tag in a picture at wal-mart. yes the other person in the picture was named Robin, but I certainly did not loan him a pen just for the awesome-ness.

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Blood donation...

I gave blood today. For the first time. And it was not fun.

First, the anxiety build-up. "Is it going to hurt?" (Yes), "Will it take long?" (Yes, but remember-you're saving a life!)

Then the questions. "Do you have an STD?" (No) "Have you participated in sexual activity with someone who may have an STD?" (No) "Are you donating blood to find out if you have HIV or AIDs?" (Holy fuck what sicko does that! they have free STD tests right now in that other building!) Or (no) "hey look that way." (Oww! stop poking me you sadist!)

Apparently my finger stick deems that I am worthy. They give me a snack and tell me to wait. I always thought you got cookies AFTER, but apparently it's more effective to do it before. So I sit. And eat my granola bar. (No cookies) and drink my tiny water bottle. And the anxiety mounts. Why, why, why do they ask all these questions and then make you wait? The suspense is killing me. And my finger hurts.

They call my name. Ask if the phlebotomist in training can stick me. ( I want the person who's been doing it for 40 years!) They wrap the tubing around my arm. It hurts. They find a flat band that still hurts. The phlebotomist looks nervous; she keeps rubbing my arm to make the veins stand out. I get more panicky. She ends up using a blood pressure cuff. But she tells me to squeeze the squeezy thing and still looks worried.

Eventually she swaps my arm with alcohol, and tells me to look away. I grab for my book (Little Women) and try to focus on Jo and Beth at the seaside. Now, if you've read the book, you know this is not a particularly happy scene. Nor was it sufficiently distracting.

In goes the needle, out comes the blood, and I pride myself on not fainting. I squeeze the red squeezy thing every few seconds and think, this isn't too bad. I’m having a panic attack and I’m crying, but it doesn't actually hurt that much. And except for my arm going numb, I feel ok. I go back to my book and try to focus on Amy and Laurie's adventures abroad. I still can't focus. I start chatting with one of the phlebotomists, telling her this is the first time I’ve met the weight requirement, and I tell her about my camp, and the kids are my inspiration, she is distracted because she has to check on other victims, but the point is I remind myself why I thought this was a good idea. Save a life, help people, it's for the kids.

I ask how much longer and they tell me I am almost halfway there. I try to focus on my book. One of the tubes moves and I feel the warm rubber against my hand. Eww. There’s blood in there. I start feeling a little woozy. I tell them and they tell me I am almost done. I ask if I can be done now. They stall and wait for me to actually be done. Jerks. They rotate the chair so I can recline and put ice on my neck and chest. Still feeling like I’m going to pass out, I notice they give me a blue bandage. Dammit, I wanted pink.

However I’m a little afraid to open my mouth because I feel nauseous. And still kinda like I want to pass out. Yes, yes in through the nose, out through the mouth, why can't I close my eyes, I don't feel good! They give me Gatorade and fan me even though I am freezing and shivering. Apparently my color was bad. Apparently fanning the cold person helps. The woozy feeling passes, I finish my Gatorade, and ask if I’m finished.

No. they want me to sit a bit longer. Ok. Fine. EWW why are earth are they showing the travel channel? That guy is making BLOOD PUDDING! Someone has a very sick sense of humor. Now I really want to go. They make me get up very slowly and then tell me to sit down for at least 5 min. so I go sit. Away from all the blood. Most of the people near me are innocently waiting for their torture. They have no idea. I chat about the recent chemistry quiz with a classmate while she finishes her water and granola. Then I realize no one is looking and I can leave.

So I drive over to the other building and sign up for the marrow registry. I’m a little apprehensive; will I have more blood drawn? Will they let me? But it was just a cheek swab. Totally harmless. The guy at the table is impressed that I’ve done my research. He doesn't have to pitch it to me. I’m all ready. By this point I feel fine despite my recent blood loss and am proud of the bright blue bandage that lets everyone know that I donated blood. And now I get a sticker? Awesome. Now everyone knows that I gave blood AND signed up for the marrow registry.

Was it worth it? Well, if that hard won bag 'o blood goes on to save someone, totally. Will I ever do it again? If they let me take my Xanax first next time. And give me cookies. And a pink bandage.

Four of my first ever campers, all grown up.

Photo not by me- this was taken by our camp photographer

Monday, October 5, 2009

not me monday!

I did not spend all saturday napping and watching mythbusters. not
even close!
I did not buy my roommate's nephew larry boy movies for his birthday because i want to watch them. nooooo, i bought them because they teach good christian values.
I never take perverse
satisfaction my roommate's nephew hugging me first.
We also did not endorse his other aunt buying him a pet frog for his new fish tank after his mother told us specificly not to. (and it wasn't a pink frog because the process of making them is cruel and i protest
genetic alteration of animals.)
I did not hide a plastic rat in my roommate's purse. i would never do that.
I did not spend hours on the phone yesterday when i should have been studying.
I did not try to make
Vanity Cakes and make a huge mess and set off the smoke detectors. i can always cook perfectly.
And my roommate and i did not buy Moon Shoes at a thrift store. we are way too old for that.

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

on a side note, my aunt was just diagnosed with breast cancer, please keep her in your prayers. my friend's mom's skin cancer is back, and another friend just lost his mom. please keep these families in your prayers too.

Monday, September 28, 2009

not me monday!

I did not make pie crust so that i could eat the raw
i did not leave the dishes in the sink overnight for 4 days this week.
i did not and would never ask my boyfriend if i could call him back so i could finish watching project runway.
i would never offer to cover someone's shift at work and then regret it when i realized it would be during the gr
ey's anatomy season premier. i am not that attached to that show.
however, i DID have my
photography in a show that started yesterday.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Big Decision

I am seriously considering joining the National Marrow Donor Program. When i was in Middle school, i picked up a book at a book sale called Six Months to Live by Lurlene McDaniel. i loved the book and quickly found and read the sequels. I've read many of Lurlene McDaniel's books and always enjoyed her talent for making me feel empathetic. When I was 16, i was asked to participate in a new program for Junior Counselors at a summer camp for kids with cancer that my grandma volunteered at. At first i did not want to go. I was 16 and had my first real boyfriend. the kids would be sick. Chemo makes people throw up. (I am emetophobic; this was a big problem) Long story short, My mom forced me to go with various threats about not seeing said boyfriend all summer if i didn't cooperate. so i went. and loved it. and gone back every year since. however, as I've mentioned in a previous post; some kids die.
When my brother was in Middle School, he had a friend diagnosed with cancer. And Steven needed a bone marrow transplant. but his only sister wasn't a match. and as he is from mixed Hispanic and Native American descent, he was unable to find a marrow donor. His family organized many drives to sign people up for the registry; focusing especially on getting minorities to join. they were ultimately unsuccessful in finding a marrow donor, but Steven was successfully treated with a cord blood transplant. (he is doing great and entering High School this year!)
joining the marrow registry would be something i can actively do that could save some one's life. i have no doubt that i want to help; but can i handle the commitment? the website makes it clear that it is important for possible donors to be committed. it's ok to change your mind, but you have to be aware that doing so on short notice could be life-threatening to someone. i want to do it. but i still need to talk to people about it and pray about it. and think about it more. Please pray with me that God will guide me in my decision and that He will use me a a vessel for his Divine Plan. (ok, yes the last bit is from Saved! but it fit...)

(Picture of some Italian countryside that i took while i was there this past month because it is beautiful)

Saturday, July 11, 2009


Every year for the last 6 years, i have been a counselor at a camp for kids with cancer. and kids with blood disorders. and their siblings. and while i know many of the kids are very sick, but camp is not about their illnesses. camp is about having fun and being a normal kid for once. several kids that i know have died, and one was even in my cabin my first year. i hadn't seen her in a few years though. but for the first time, one little girl who should have been in my cabin this year, who was there last year, who was only 8, died. and i didn't know about it for months. it's been close to a year since she died but i only found out two weeks ago. it was so shocking. and i don't know why because i knew she was sick. but last year she was so full of life.

Please be in prayer for her family through this difficult point in their lives. She has the sweetest mom, who always sent a box of goodies for Klarissa's whole cabin.
Klarissa was the sweetest little girl. she was shy, especially when she had lost her hair from the chemo, but she loved to dance around. and i remember that she would try everything, even things she was scared of, like the rock wall. I missed having her at camp this year.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Aunt Abby

I'm gonna be an Aunt*! My best friend since kindergarten is having a baby. and the due date is right by my birthday. i am so very excited for her. she's the first of my friends to be expecting and i so look forward to spoiling that baby! and you know expereincing the pregnancy. well as much as i can from 3 states away. (which is fine for now cause of the morning sickness!) but i hope we are able to visit at some point before the baby and then after the baby is born. it blows my mind that there is a tiny person inside her. a tiny tiny thing that's no bigger than my thumbnail. it's strange wrapping my head around the fact that she's going to be a mom. i've known people who have had babies before obviously, but never someone this close to me. 

please keep her in your prayers that she has a smooth pregnancy and a healthy baby.

*not biologically or even by marriage, she's just my friend. i've always wanted tons of nieces and nephews but i only have one brother and he's only 14 so it had better be a while before i get any from him. 

Friday, May 8, 2009

Made a "new" friend

this is Spencer, my roommate. She is an english major and a great writer. go read her blog. 

Monday, May 4, 2009

not me monday!

I did not fall asleep in the shower this morning.

i never blog when i should be studying. never.

i am not panicking in the slightest about swine flu.

i am not extreamly allergic to spring. i do not have to constantly find new ways to releive congestion. i do not use a nose teapot. i am not takeing too much decongestent. not me!

i do not hope the schools softball team will lose because i do not strongly dislike a few of the girls on the team.

i have not been playing Pandemic 2 all the time. i do not enjoy wiping out the virtual world with the disease i make up. i do not curse the contries that are able to resist. i wouldn't do that. that's sick.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Prayers for Plum

Please be in prayer for "Plum". his parents are awaiting some test results on his health. pop over to their blog for more details. 

Plum is a her, actually. and her name will be Johanna. she was diagnosed with Trisomy 18. keep this family in your prayers!


So i have never liked the Compassion commercials. They feel like a guilt trip. Don't get me wrong, they break my heart, but when the guy starts guilting me into helping, i am totally turned off. i do not like the guilt trip. but today when i checked up on Angie i saw firsthand what she is doing. and i don't feel like she is guilting me. she is sharing how much joy she is getting. and wanting us to feel that joy of helping these kids. does that make sense? it's hard to describe the difference, but it is very significant. go look at her site

Also, Praise God, Stellan is going home. 

And Faith is still going strong. she is almost 10 weeks old. 

God is Good. 

Wednesday, April 22, 2009


i have finally found a template that lets me display my individuality. i took all of these pictures. (except for that kitten in the header; i was holding it while my roommate took the picture. she said i could use it.) It's no Grumpy Toast, but i like it. 

i have an actual post eventually but it is late and i will type that up sometime this weekend if i can. for now, watch the ball clock. it is fasinating. and pray for all the people in my blog list thingy. and link me to anyone you think should be added. (even though it would kill the way i finally got all the bars to kinda line up at the bottom. kidding, kidding.) 

almost 2. gotta go watch that clock. 

bonus points to whoever can find the easter egg hiding in one of the pictures. 

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

questioning tuesday?

found this blog a few days ago and could not stop reading. it's very funny and a little unorthox, but i like it all the same. one thing i REALLY liked was this. so go look at it. now. please? 

in other randomness, anyone know where i can get a FREE blog template that i can kinda customize? like, put a picture in the header and change the colors around. 

i found this adorable template but it is not in XML so it basicly doesn't work. however it is oh so adorable. 

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Many Waters

Have i mentioned how much i LOVE all of Madeline L'Engle's books? i just finished reading Many Waters for the umpteenth time. it is an amazing retelling (well, retelling is not the right word but i can't think of a better one) of the story of Noah's Ark. and when i say "retelling" i mean that she takes two characters from the Wrinkle in Time books and has them accidentally travel into Noah's time. This book goes far more in depth than the Bible does and i know she made much of it up, so if you're looking for a Biblically accurate book, this is not for you. However it is a wonderful story that works the Biblical setting with the modern setting. It's just awesome. it does have some "romance" but it has the good kind. the kind that shows what love really is. nothing physical, just being together. a central theme is love in all forms. "Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it"

go read it. it's pretty awesome. 


Beautiful Fall colors

so i go to school in an area where there is not much rain. which i think sucks because i like rain. and green grass. well this year there has been less rain than usual and all of the grass on campus died. like, really died. to the point where most of the quad was dust. i figured that the grass was gone and they would have to reseed and we wouldn't be allowed to walk on the grass and it would take twice as long to get to class because the sidewalks don't really go the way they should. this is my third year at this school and the grass always dies over the winter, but there's always been brown grass on the ground. this year there was no grass on most of the ground. i want you to realize just how completely dead the grass was. well around spring break, it rained. hard. for, like, three days. and when i came back, the grass was green. not all green, mind you, but there is more green than brown. i always forget during the long, dry winter, (not cold this year...sigh) that no matter how dead i think the grass is, it grows back. my favorite season is Fall, when in some states, (not mine, so much) everything turns the most brilliant shades of red and gold. and usually in Fall the temperature is perfect. but i always overlook Spring, the season of new life. where everything turns green again. 

Spring flowers. (I love the individual yellow flower so very much)

Tuesday, April 14, 2009


so i managed to figure out how to get that list of people whose blogs i am following so that anyone reading mine can go see them and pray for them too. I'm still new to this site and i can't figure out how to make my blog all pretty and i can't figure out how to get all the gadgets i want. but one thing i wanted was to get a list of the blogs I'm following so others can see and pray too. so yay!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009


i don't really know what the point of this blog is. i mainly made it to keep up with the people i'm praying for. really if you want to get specific, it's little faith hope's fault. i joined her facebook prayer group which led me to her blog. from there i found other families expecting children with the same condition. Emma, Noah and Seth. and so i had to pray for them too. on Emma's blog i found a link to Angie, who's story captivated and inspired me. She has posted many prayer requests and links to more blogs and i always follow the links because i want to know what or who to pray for. and i got involved. emotionally involved. i found MckMama from Angie and again, she posts prayer requests. same deal. i follow the links and get emotionally involved. if i am following your blog it is because i am praying and hoping with you. your story touched my heart. 

in a book that i love, A Ring of Endless Light by Madeline L'Engle, Vicky asks her grandfather how to pray for someone. He replies, "I simply take him into my heart, and then put him into God's hand." i could go on and on about this book and Vicky's struggle with faith and prayer, segue into my own feelings and struggles with prayer. specifically how i try not to impose my own will onto God. my roommate and i were talking about Faith Hope and how i was praying for God's will to be done and she was praying that Faith be healed completely. Now, i do want Faith to be healed completely, don't get me wrong, but i don't like to tell God how to do things. How can i possibly know what's best? but i am awestruck and amazed that Faith is 19 days old. and she sat up at 5 days (go watch the video it will blow your mind!). she smiles. that is truly God's work and i am so grateful he is giving this young mother this time with her little girl. and everyday i pray that she can keep that sweet little girl longer. Angie said something in her blog about how we don't praise God because he fixes everything, but because He CAN. that make sense to me. because i know that my prayers are not always answered in the way that i want them to be. but i also know that God has a plan. and i don't know what it is. but i can only assume that He knows what He's doing and i don't. thats hard for me to accept sometimes because i am SUCH a control freak. i want things done my way, on my terms. and that doesn't always happen.
again in A Ring of Endless Light, Vicky's younger sister, Suzy, rants and is asking why pray? grandfather is still dying, people are still hurting, why pray? 
"Prayer was never meant to be magic,' Mother said.
'Then why bother with it?' Suzy scowled.
'Because it is an act of love,' Mother said."

an act of love where you are taking someone into your heart and putting them into God's hand. That is prayer. 

And i am praying for you. 

Monday, March 9, 2009

not me monday

i did not post a widget on myspace that led people to falsely believe that i am pregnant. Not me!

I did not spend two hours playing addicting games when i had homework to do. nope, not me!

i did not cheat on my "internet-for school-work-and-e-mail-only-for-one-week" resolution. not at all!

i did not dance around the apartment after roommate c & d moved out.

i did not sleep through spanish class twice last week and this morning.

i did not change the water in my fish tank and then not fix any of the plants that are now floating around.

i do not find it funny that my ex-roommates are now living with the girl that slept in my living room for 6 weeks last fall while they finished building the apartment complex they live in now. not funny at all!

i do not dearly miss watching project runway every wednesday. stupid courts.

i do not skip meals and then eat a bunch of chips and call it lunch. i never do that.

i do not read
this blog and then participate in not me monday when i have homework to do. not me!!!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

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