Yesterday me and Abigail went thrift store shopping. I found beautiful Italian handmade shoes in a size 37 (that's European) Ha! Your a' pee'n! Almost as funny as Uranus! Sorry, got a raunchy sense of humor. Guess about everyone does, that's why everyone except for parents love American Pie. Well, back to the shoes $5 at Goodwill, what a find! My mom called and talked to my manager at work (not right at all!) without my permission. Well I got out of work on Friday, but also out of money.
Called college board today to get them to give a report of my grade on the AP Eng. Lang/Comp test to the community college so that I have the pre-requisite for International Relations, which requires the AP Eng equivalent. International Relations sounds very interesting, maybe I'll understand CNN more deeply and get a great job traveling the world (like being a journalist for National Geographic)
Really would want to go to Venice. Italian shoes! Italian food! Italian guys! (forget local Italian guys like loser William, go for authentic ones with sexy accents).
Without going international the next place I want to go to is Miami. "Party in the city where the heat is on!..." Can't believe I've never been there when I live in Florida, it's not even leaving the state! The people I know from there are really nice. They are very accepting of everyone, which a lot of people in my town are not. I love to dance to Santana, Spanish music is amazing.
Several songs on the radio got me thinking today. The first was livin' in Beverly Hills, it reminded me of crazy Nathan and Lee on the mission trip, they kept on singing that fun song (good times). The second song just kinda reminded me of an embarrassing/disappointing part of my life. The song was Strawberry Wine, the girl was 17 and she had love, no not your relatives/girlfriends type of love, but romantically. I am 17 years old and I have never had a boyfriend, being a single senorita is not a bad thing if you had a boyfriend at least once before, but never and you are a loser. This valentines day I"m going to send all the guys at my school a card saying xoxo hugs and kisses, kisses as in kiss my ass, because no one ever pays attention to nice, hot, single girls like me and Nicole.
Oh, by the way my family is going to the beach and my mom thinks I need Zoloft because I have such a hard time calling people. After finally calling people I couldn't get anybody to go anyway. She things Zoloft is going to save the world of it's problems. Instead of making things better so people are less likely to be depressed let's give everyone happy pills. Sounds like propaganda to me.
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