Me and the Mach 5!
The Blatoise that molested me:
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Oh
And here's what my new tatoos are gonna be:
-ON the back of mky neck I am going to get a FF in the proper font for Final Fantasy
-On the left outside ankle I will get a triforce
-On the right outside ankle I will get a pokeball
-On the left inside wrist I will get a 'selesct' button
-ON the right inside i will get a 'start' button
-On the right palm I will get 'a', 'b', 'x',and 'y' buttons
-and finaly, on my left palm, I will get a directional pad
:)
-ON the back of mky neck I am going to get a FF in the proper font for Final Fantasy
-On the left outside ankle I will get a triforce
-On the right outside ankle I will get a pokeball
-On the left inside wrist I will get a 'selesct' button
-ON the right inside i will get a 'start' button
-On the right palm I will get 'a', 'b', 'x',and 'y' buttons
-and finaly, on my left palm, I will get a directional pad
:)
Friday, July 21, 2006
P.S.
Aqua Fest is tomorrow from 12am until 4pm. COme say hi, and enjoy the booths and games. I'd love to see you! :)
It's the most, wonderful time--of the year!!!!!
Nope; it's not Christmas, nor Halloween-- it's COMIC-CON!!!!! I would like to thank the Loeverly *ahem*--Handson boys whom I spent the majority of my day with: John, Chris, Nick and Brandon, then my brother Andy and my dad. :)
FIrst: I awoke this morning at 4:45 with the promise of finishing my Cards before I left for my inservice at 6:00; slept in the extra 15 minutes and managed to finish them at the inservice. Went to inservice; was in-serviced by the PM I instead of the PM III which was perfectly fine with the rest of us. Totally grossed out all the boys with the promise of a yeast infection if us gals weren't allowed to wear 2 peices under our uniforms; and ended up leaving some time arouned 9:45.
Next: Totally forgot the 2 mos timportand items for comic-con: My pre-reg volunteer card and my digital camara. Screw going straight from work; home then trolly. Had brother drive; felt like jerk for not droping off dog first and kidnapping him to go with me on trolly. :( Managed to get to COmic-con, register, and find boys (who are not to hot with direction or placemnet) skanked around with them; got molested by an inflatable Blastoise; had way to much fun losing Chris and leading the other 3 boys around. Hooters for lunch; food was actually pretty good, self esteem stayed in-tacked; spilt water all over John on accident after trying to get it on him on purpose. :) Back to the CON, lost Chris so Nick adn I waslked around together. Found my favorite artists booth with favorite artist in booth; had him sign book I purchased!!!! (Rae's first and most probably only star-struck moment. I was so excited and nervous! Talk to John adn NIck; they waited for like 20 minutes wiht me to gather up my courage to talk to him and have him sign my book)
Then: Those boys dropped me off at the volunteer booth. Managed to snag the worst job ever; stadding for two hours sucks for my scholiosis and knees. :( After some drama with my bro; he manages to show up and buy a pass off of a Mr. Nava. (that sneaky boy!) He enjoyed himselfm while I finished my volunteering. Some guys who works about our main office in teh worl trade center for a good 20 mintues. He was cool, never asked for my name, number or email. I like that in a stranger. Got to gether; tried to get in for a showing of the Avengers; but the line was way to long so we decided to take the Trolly back. I hear my brother. :)
Last: Met dad at Mission Valley for pick-up and consequently food. GOt some time in Sport Chalet where I did find my suit but wrong sizes again. Managed to talk to some stranger forever again about being a lifeguard. Got home; talked with mom; took shower; wrote this.
Aren't my days wonderful?
I LOVE YOU BOYS FOR LETTING MY ESTROGEN IN ON YOUR TESTOSTERONE FEST!
FIrst: I awoke this morning at 4:45 with the promise of finishing my Cards before I left for my inservice at 6:00; slept in the extra 15 minutes and managed to finish them at the inservice. Went to inservice; was in-serviced by the PM I instead of the PM III which was perfectly fine with the rest of us. Totally grossed out all the boys with the promise of a yeast infection if us gals weren't allowed to wear 2 peices under our uniforms; and ended up leaving some time arouned 9:45.
Next: Totally forgot the 2 mos timportand items for comic-con: My pre-reg volunteer card and my digital camara. Screw going straight from work; home then trolly. Had brother drive; felt like jerk for not droping off dog first and kidnapping him to go with me on trolly. :( Managed to get to COmic-con, register, and find boys (who are not to hot with direction or placemnet) skanked around with them; got molested by an inflatable Blastoise; had way to much fun losing Chris and leading the other 3 boys around. Hooters for lunch; food was actually pretty good, self esteem stayed in-tacked; spilt water all over John on accident after trying to get it on him on purpose. :) Back to the CON, lost Chris so Nick adn I waslked around together. Found my favorite artists booth with favorite artist in booth; had him sign book I purchased!!!! (Rae's first and most probably only star-struck moment. I was so excited and nervous! Talk to John adn NIck; they waited for like 20 minutes wiht me to gather up my courage to talk to him and have him sign my book)
Then: Those boys dropped me off at the volunteer booth. Managed to snag the worst job ever; stadding for two hours sucks for my scholiosis and knees. :( After some drama with my bro; he manages to show up and buy a pass off of a Mr. Nava. (that sneaky boy!) He enjoyed himselfm while I finished my volunteering. Some guys who works about our main office in teh worl trade center for a good 20 mintues. He was cool, never asked for my name, number or email. I like that in a stranger. Got to gether; tried to get in for a showing of the Avengers; but the line was way to long so we decided to take the Trolly back. I hear my brother. :)
Last: Met dad at Mission Valley for pick-up and consequently food. GOt some time in Sport Chalet where I did find my suit but wrong sizes again. Managed to talk to some stranger forever again about being a lifeguard. Got home; talked with mom; took shower; wrote this.
Aren't my days wonderful?
I LOVE YOU BOYS FOR LETTING MY ESTROGEN IN ON YOUR TESTOSTERONE FEST!
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Tuesday
I've been fighting an inner battle with myself recently, over what I should feel, what I think I should feel and what I am feeling. Unlike times before; what I think I should feel doens't seem to be reigning supreme any more, but what I should and what I am feeling aren't tkaing charge either. Oh dear. I am over it for the time being, because emo just isn't my style.
The kids at my lessons are giving my greif, the fearless have become criers, and the fearful have become criers as well, making my job much less pleasant. :/
Other than that, I am feeling good; I've finally shed some of that freshman 15 and am nearing my normal mass. I've been packing like a mad feind because my house goes on the market August 1st. My room is preactically cleared! I can walk around now!
\/\/007!
The kids at my lessons are giving my greif, the fearless have become criers, and the fearful have become criers as well, making my job much less pleasant. :/
Other than that, I am feeling good; I've finally shed some of that freshman 15 and am nearing my normal mass. I've been packing like a mad feind because my house goes on the market August 1st. My room is preactically cleared! I can walk around now!
\/\/007!
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