the dentist...dun dun dun

Alright..i have a grudge against the dentist starting today. Before, i didn't really like going to the dentist because they always make me feel so guilty, but today as i trudge in my pajamas to the little room with scary sharp pointing objects, i felt my pulse quicken and my face get red, "Have you been flossing everyday"..insert huge gulp here..okay so i tried to lie "yeah..everyday" and then.."alright, like every other day" and then before i know out the confessions start coming out of me like no tomorrow, "i've also started drinking soda. lots of soda. i'm just so tired lately"..and then "okay and i'm also addicted to coffee, idk when it happened i've just become dependant on it, even mid afternoon, i just need that edge. it's like if i dont have a cup, im sleeping, i'm like a zombie." and then i felt like it was a sauna,i was burning up, i wanted to take off my hoodie but i was still wearing my pajama shirt underneath and felt i was already conspicuous enough for showing up 5 minutes late and looking like i just rolled out of bed..because I HAD--i felt like they hated me for being late, i've been showing up on time for years and then i roll out of bed and go..i did brush my teeth though--you should never go to the dentist without just brushing your teeth.

Anywhodiddilysquat, then after the woman i refer to as SATAN finished brutalizing my mouth and jaw, Dr. Faulk came in and i get so worried that im going to call him "Dr. Fuck" which would be unbelievably awkward, but anyways he always interrogates me about school and he was so happy to know i got all A's, but then the questions started "so what are you going to do with your double major?" "what have your classes been like" and then of course the follow up on my older brother, "did he make it home for xmas from Colombia?" but then our conversation moved on to the local news anchors that work out at my gym and go to him for dentistry, weather girls in the house! lol jk lame. but yeah one lady takes the swimming class...very exciting, what is it called? Aqua robics or something lame like that.. i have the schedule hanging up from my billboard, that's when you know you've got an addictive gym problem, you have schedules hanging up in your room.

Well anyways, after recuperating sufficientaly mini me and i went to the gym, starting next week it's all about the raquetball baby....im so scared about getting hit by it again, the last time i played with garrett i got hit in the face twice and had massive welts all over my body (alright, less exaggeratively, on my hip and ass) that time i also threw down my raquet and almost punched him in the face lol--it HURT! So yeah, Zach man even has the goggles...jeeez-us. But i did 3 miles and then on the last mile i added incline which really changes breathing and heartrate, just by upping my incline my heartrate went from 185 to 191. And then i got to my hamstrings, which don't feel tight at all anymore so hopefully i just overdid it last time, i just love the medicine balls on ab so much, when i finished 100 with the 10lb medicine ball on incline bench i felt accomplished i like leaving the gym all sweaty and gross, i know i worked hard.

I should really go to bed though b/c i have to take zeusy pooh to the groomers, he won't be getting a haircut though..poor rat dog. he has a lion cut and it's just awful, his beautiful orange furr is gone. he's bald minus his tail and mane. Atleast he won't shed all over my black interior. I wish i could video taking my dog to the groomer, it's hilarious. he's like jumping all over the place in my car b/c he loves to go for rides, then the approach to the front of the groomer from the parking lot is hilarious he does his 4 legged dance and marks each tree and then when i open the door he goes dead dog and i have to carry him in so his collar doesn't fall off, trust me a 40lb chow is heavier than you think. And then i sit with him for like 10 minutes b/c im afraid to leave him, i feel like a mom leaving her kid for school for the first time; i will so not be good at that. I cry whenever i say goodbye, i just get overwhelmed with sadness, thank god i'm not as mushy gushy as my mother who cries in every single movie, you can be sure she'll find a part in the movie to cry; even in wedding crashers she could make it happen.

Oh dear... my pajama pants are PINK, they are like hot and pale pink..ridiculous. i look like a barbie doll that got hit by the pink truck. i should go snowboarding in these pajama pants with a pink boa...too hot. oh i can't wait for the snow, i can't wait for the snow, i can't wait for the snow!! But even better i can't wait for my baby to come hooooooome, or i guess back to tucson if you could consider a homeless cult like tucson a home..but ANYWAYS i just miss him so much, luckily we've gotten really good at talking on the phone...i dont think i could have picked a better person to fall head over heels in love with..no words to explain. in the beginning of break, talking to jennie i was worried about being apart but i told her then, half believing it, that you need to be apart to fully appreciate what you have and it couldn't be more true, i dont think i've ever felt so close and so content in my life...i really treasure what i've got more than ever

We don't cause drama, it follows us.

Thinking is a dangerous thing. I did alot of driving tonight, i've decided that people are in too big a hurry to get places. As i was calling erin, this crazy car almost rear ended me when i was already speeding at 85 mph--they were so close behind me that i couldn't see their headlights, i had nowhere to go because a semi was next to me i was honestly so scared that they were going to rear end me, i thought maybe it was someone i had pissed off, road rage is...ick. I can't sleep, i'm so excited for christmas that it's hard to believe it's already here. I didn't think that there was so many last minute shoppers, apparently people are more like me than i originally anticipated. I stood in the mall for HOURS it felt like, stupified by all the shops and different gift ideas; my older brother is the most difficult person to shop for BECAUSE i haven't seen him in half a year..besides that i don't know what the fashion or pop culture is like in Bogota, nor do i know if he has changed drastically like we all do in given periods of time. I was so excited to finally get to talk talk with Becky tonight (as i realized my garage door had been changed..locked out in my driveway at midnight lol) i love listening to people tell me about things, maybe that has to do with some aspect of my personality thus being an english/comm major but no matter, it's just interesting how different people's lives can be--for instance her sorority is making her come back early from break to learn a song...seriously gag me. that's why i'm not in one, i'm not really cut off for the girly oooflah, my roomies and i get ourselves into enough drama with boy as it is.


Could you imagine dealing with more girls than necessary, barf. Anyways back to the point, i think that LISTENING to people tell you about things not only gives you huge insight into their personality and what is important to them, but it also lets you know how they think, like their process of thought. Some people are flustered story tellers, like me, i jump around and remember little details and other people like erin are methodical and proceed in a logical manner; haha maybe that's why she's going into medicine and i'm a writer. My tummy hurts. so does my head; i really want to go work out tomorrow and i'm worried its going to be closed because of xmas eve, but what aobut the people who aren't catholic or don't believe in christmas?

Meanwhile, im setting out cookies for W.S Santa hoping she'll drop off some coal uggs lol, with rudolph leading the way. crap, i forgot to call sopko, i need to do that. Sometimes i think i called somebody back but in actuality i didn't...that's bad lol.

just listening to the format

It's so quiet. Last night i was plagued by calve cramps, when taking on a 4 mile run I did not take into consideration the last mile is pretty much all uphill...aw the pain lol. Then this morning i woke up and went to work out, i was thrilled with the prospect of new exercise balls that were way oversized. I'm finishing up my christmas shopping tomorrow and scheduling a hair appointment with Juliana.

On a sadder note of things, Zach did not get his xbox 360 yet...he is still on the waiting list at Game Stop and won't get it till january 6th. It was so bizarre, my mom and i went to bestbuy with Jeff on Saturday and there were people waiting outside in line for the xbox, blankets and food and everything; do you have nothing better to do than wait in line for a material object? Go volunteer or something. IT really bothered me--the mall and stores were soooooo busy, i feel bad for jamie who is working in the mall, it was like a madhouse. Anyways, about the xobox its sucks kind of for his xmas present because i got him 2 360 games, Kameo and Gun. I love it that i spent 120 dollars on video games for a 14 year old, i also got him a new volcom backpack, shirt and some khaki shorts. oh how i love my little brother, the poor guy has been sick with the flu since eric and i got home, lol he was like a decrepit old person laying in his bed when we got there. i feel bad b/c i was giving him a hard time like "too sick to get out of bed to give your sister a hug?" lol, when in actuality he really was.

WEIRD, i just remembered watching Discovery health channel last nite before i fell asleep and this guy had been bothered by incredible stomach problems for a few months and his whole family thought he was being over dramatic with kidney stones or something--when in actuality he passed out at work and was taken to the hospital and they blamed it on a ulcer...which turned out to be CANCER. how crazy is that?
i'd be pissed at my family like, you didn't believe how awfully sick i was. It's amazing how many different illnesses there are in the world.

You know what has been a bizarre and a thought i feel slightly guilty about lately? Okay, so mass diseases happen because its a population control, or atleast hypothetically---now that we are in the 21st century with populations booming; is it possible that AIDS and Cancer are population controls? Mother nature deals with things kind of on its own terms, even in the animal world; idk but i hate that thought especially because my mom has cancer and i know several people that have loved ones that died from it. it's just a strange thought that horrible things like that could be intentional or in the grand scheme of things in the planet. Weird thoughts, alright well i'm going to go to sleep, sweet dreams to all my roomies whatever you might be up too lol.

TOODLES TUCSON!!

SEE YA TUCSON!!
Love my friends here, but hate the city where helen keller is alive and driving.

Somewhere in the distance i picture soppy speeding off honking her horn and side swiping people on her way out of the city lol.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" those were the words as my zombie arm outstretched, a glare twisting my face, and pushed my alarm off. I scowled around for a good two minutes, looking at the darkness filtrating my window...it's too early. My eyes were puffed even after 2 cups of coffee. i'm an animal. lol jk. ames turned every one of my roomies onto coffee, i just dont know what'll happen to us when we start going through caffeine withdrawals. Anyways, eric and i are driving to my house today...im so excited to just mellow out. I'll miss my roomies though!! But i can't believe xmas is a week away. hooray. white supremist santa might be coming down your chimney---picture ames in a white UA hoodie, black spandex tucked seriously into her uggs, with her little glasses on. WHITE SUPREMIST SANTA!! haha i love it. We will also start an apartment war when we get back, i dislike the girls diagonal from us who ratted on us for having a party--you suck. but we'll get them back. they are so socially awkward, ebaby and i were going up the stairs and i was like "hey" to them and they didn't say anything back--it was obvious i was talking to them, it's happened time and time again. sorry you're retarded and can't be congenial...now you will suffer the consequences for busting up our party. bitch. white supremist santa will give you a lump of coal uggs for christmas.

im a freak

Shit, i was all excited to write in my journal and then i realized i have one shoe still on. who does that? literally, i untied my right shoe, took it off and was like "Ah" insert sigh of relief here...but stupidly left my left shoe on (awkward sentence much) AND not to mention i'm still in my jeans, long sleeve shirt, and football jersey. i've had an interesting night. lets do in rewind. so i just took off my right shoe, browsed facebook b/c what else are you going to do to unwind at 12:55 at night after working, sprinted from my car while on the phone with eric, called eric back, ran to my car from Rusty's under the advice of Adrian, oh this is so boring i'm stopping. Tonight my name was "Amanda" because i forgot my nametag, and Gino had a bitchfit b/c of it..but it's like so what now i'm going under different alias' at work? can we say psychotic server? and also, the seahawks dominated the eagles.. (miz a big fat loser that means) so that was pathetic. I also ate some bbq wings, popcorn shrimp, and indulged in a hot chocolate..mm winter. Tomorrow i have to argue my research paper..and im scared.