So. Here’s your typical blog. I need a big ass fucking hug. These are the bad things that happened today:
A. I woke up this morning with 15 minutes to get ready, because I was up until 2AM blogging for you assholes.
B. I forgot that the interns were having pictures today, so I naturally forgot my red scrubs. You know what I was wearing? Jeans, a Jillian’s shirt (oh, the irony), no makeup, and pigtails. What kind of self- respecting Pre- Med major wears pigtails?
C. I made an 88 on an English test. And I’m good at English.
D. I got fired.
That’s right. Fired. I’ve been working there for a year and a half. Fired. I know she didn’t really want to, but for some reason, it had to be done.
But anywho, the good things that happened today:
A. My hair is finally long enough to go into pigtails.
B. Ian told me I had a nice rack.
C. I got the Presidential Scholarship (I knew it was something good before I opened it, because it was in fancy paper envelope).
D. I got sympathy hugs.
E. Kaylie, Emily, and Michelle noticed I’m losing weight. I think someone else did, too.
Oh, another bad thing: Mrs. McCallister is dying, quickly. I know she’s nintey- two, and it’s time, but still… I love her.
Remember, she’s the old lesbian.
She Wants Revenge, Exit/In. Ooooh yeah : ) Feb. 28.
So I bought 2 new CDs the other day. Just a couple days before I got fired. How convenient.
I would kill for a hamburger. Too bad I don’t know how to make one. Also, too bad I can’t afford to buy one.
I missed the Detatchable Penis song until I heard it just now.
Oh yeah, the CDs. I got Panic! At the Disco and She Wants Revenge. I was highly impressed with Panic! At the Disco. I listen to it constantly. Except now. Now I’m listening to Dexy’s Midnight Runners.
Would you rather belt out the chorus of Come On Eileen every time you orgasm, or reach climax everytime you hear the word “pancake”?
Things to consider: IHOP, family brunches, karaoke.
Panic! At the Disco’s lyrics are so… fab. Let me give you a sample:
Isn’t this precisely where you’d like me
You know, Prayng for love in a lapdance and paying in naivety?
But I’m afraid that I, well I may have faked.
I wouldn’t be caught dead in this place.
That’s just a little somethin’ somethin’ that stuck out to me. But anywho, the whole CD is very catchy.
She Wants Revenge… the best song on the album is Tear You Apart, their single, but I’m still not disappointed.
Is it wrong that that song gets me hot?
oh, yeah, davo wanted me to blog this so he could be (in)famous:
Miss Lizzie says:
But then again, I’m about to blog about the first time I used a tampon… and not the Misfits kind, either.
I was 11 or 12… probably 12. I was in Nashville with Mrs. Helen, and I was hanging out with her daughter, Paige. We were going to Nashville Shores in Hermitage, but I was on the rag, so I got Paige to give me one of her teeny tiny little ones.
I was in the bathroom for close to an hour.
To this day, that was the most difficult task I’ve ever completed.
I’m not going to be gross anymore.
Placenta.
I’m a liar.
Speaking of, Murfreesboro is -totally- on the way to Memphis. But usually, I take the shortcut through Toronto. Then Florida. -Then- Murfreesboro. Sometimes I’ll cut through Austin, Texas before getting all the way to Memphis, though.
Only the interns really get that, but it should still be funny to everyone else.
Actually, I’m kind of glad I don’t have a jorb now. I need to focus on fun.
Focus On Fun. Sounds like an after school program for poor kids. My brother was a poor kid. I was kind of a poor kid, but not as much as my brother was.
My mummy just came home. She’s so happy : )
But I just can’t stop thinking about that milk porno.
“It’s your turn, Miss Housekeeper!”
So I’m in the tailmaking business now. Michelle and I are. And Sarah. And Rachel.
So in conclusion, come see CATS! It’s CAT-tastic!
And guess who doesn’t have to go to work tomorrow… : )