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The title of this blog has nothing to do with its subject...whatsoever.

Anyways, I've been in a reaaaal funk here lately, namely the past week or two. What makes it so hard to deal with is I don't know what's causing it. I don't know if I'm depressed (I was medicated, but the doctor's took me off, said I didn't need it, same thing for bpd). I wish I could just tell. There are days the past two weeks that I haven't even wanted to get out of bed, and I just start crying, wtf is that?? Blah oh well. Maybe it's the weather, school ending, and having a VERY limited part time job. I need something to do with my time other than ponder.

Any suggestions? ♥

Hey Nathan, Jax wants one....real bad real bad.

oh dear.... xposted to myspace and LJ as well

My dream last night....

It involved me going to get my haircut at this old salon I used to go to, but it was apparently located in my old dorm building in Montevallo. Well upon entering the salon, I recognized a few people from the news (namely McLovin [no shit], Seth Rogen [srsly], that REALLY ugle blonde girl from Dawson's Creek [wtf?????], and the main guy from Sarah Marshall), well they were burglars/murderers, and I acted all nonchalant and left the salon to "go grab my purse".

Well as I was rounding the building and going down the hill (running like lightening) I passed the office window of the salon, which is where the girl who used to cut my hair was sitting with her boss, and I banged on it to get them to get out because they were in danger.

So, they didn't hear me, and I got to my car, and of course, it wouldn't start, so I'm leaned over hiding in my car praying for it to start, and right as it starts (I'm parallel parked) McLovin (who is the leader) taps on my window, he apparently didn't know I was in the salon, and they had already done their business, he was really nice, he wanted me to take pictures for their myspace....?

Well, I was scared as hell they were going to kill me too, so I did just as they asked. Then before I knew it, I was hanging out with them, we were buddies, then Nathan showed up somehow, and I got all randy (in my dream). Well, after I had hung out with them, goofed off, gone to the store, and drank with them, I was like "Well, I gotta go!" and they let me leave! But Nathan was still in there, so I didn't leave until I talked to him all flirtatiously, but the bad guys didn't catch on that I had known him before all of this.

So to make a long story short, Nathan was going to leave after I did so we didn't look suspicious. And I get out to my car, and whoops, I forgot my camera, McLovin chased me down to my car and was handing it to me, he asked if he could keep it, and I LOL'd and said no it was too expensive, but I'd email him the pictures with a big ol' smile on muh face.

As I was pulling out of my new parallel parking spot, I see McLovin enter the salon/building again, and then it all just goes "BOOM!!!"...Nathan had built a bomb to save us, but he forgot about the timer when I was flirting with him. The fire department and police department and news crews all showed up, no bodies were found, and I was considered a survivor of the whole event. So I was in the spot light of the news unfortunately. And then at Nathan's funeral, as I was reading his eulogy, McLovin, who is all beaten up, broken, bloody, and stitched up, is sitting down a few rows back giving me the stink eye...And I get very nervous, because since I've been in the spot light he knows I know all about them...then I woke up.

yo yo yooooo

I have seashore.
And it's oh so fun.

So I'll be like Liz.
And make a funny picture.

I like burritos.



lol @ this crazy little bastard:

this is why my boyfriend roolz:

FO sho.





FO sho.
Even though he doesn't want to, he will...
muwahahahaha!!!!!

concentrate!

So I just left Nathan's apartment

(we'll call him Bubbas from now on so nobody gets confused)

and well I get home, can't sleep. This is the damn near zillionth time this has

happened and it's getting very VERY frustrating.

I guess maybe because I have morning classes,

and that just screws me up.

Obama...yay (& I am a republican)!

McCain...I loved you at first, but you threw me for a loop :\

(next election, maybe? ♥)

Things have been alright, here's a little recap of the last time I updated:

• Grey had a Halloween party on Halloween, it was tons of fun, of course, I got drunk, and was clearly the entertainment for most of the night.
• Woke up, went to the barn and cooked all day/afternoon for a birthday party, it was supposed to be 300+ people, but it was only 150 students and roughly 70 parents, not too shabby.
• I need iron and protein in my system, it's fucking me up more than ever right now, my diet's screwed up, but hey that's what I get for having surgery, right?
• That same night (Saturday, day after Halloween) I went with Bubbas to see all dem peoples in Tuskalooska, and well, that was fun, at first, but then well, we ALL know how that went down.
• I am now declaring myself as a binge drinker, when I do drink, and I do not trust myself or Hell even Bubbas. The night was fun, but it ended with me being very very upset as it always does when I drink that much.
• Hung out with Liz, loved it.
• Hung out with Ben, loved it.
• Zack and Bubbas had to carry me to the car.

And this is where this post really starts:

Well I have been having a hard time realizing that things with Nathan and I are perfect (I'm not bragging, merely explaining myself and or actions that need to be explained.) And well, Saturday night was a real eye opener for me, not only did Nathan go with me to the party (he hates parties, we all know this) but he tolerated me drinking, annoying biker boys with their butts hanging out, and my emotional (drunken) outrage/breakdown...this ALWAYS happens when I drink hard liquor. Well I couldn't even walk, and I know that scared him, I know he won't admit it but you know that's just him. But I guess knowing he gets worried makes me feel even more secure with our relationship, anyways...He and Zack had to carry me to the car, I passed out, and I honestly do not remember anything from that night post going to Liz's apartment, I do remember embarrassing Sammi, whoops, and goofing off with Morgan (as always). Well anyways, I blacked out (by this I mean I do not remember anything from there to here) after that, and then I came to on the balcony, to being very upset, blah. Anyways, it all came down to me getting home, being insanely drunk STILL on Sunday, and realizing that Nathan will always take care of me, and be there for me. I'm honestly blessed, I really am.

I don't really have anything else to say except for maybe this is the funniest picture I've seen in a long ass time: