I Feel The Adrenaline Moving Through My Veins

in one month it’s just me, mia madison, and britney.  mia once said she could talk in britney lyrics in everyday speech, so for the concert how could we not do it?  and i guess we started practicing early because with alumni weekend looming, it got me and mia madison reminiscing…

 

miamadison: wat about george?

avav: remember how him and my ex roommate kept hooking up even after they found out they were related?

miamadison: hahaha yes. gross.

 

a guy like you should wear a warning…it’s dangerous

 

miamadison: did we ever have a crush on drunk joe?  thats wat betty sue told me. she said we had the “biggest crush on him”

miamadison: i dont believe it.

avav: yeah we did, we thought he was so cute. you don’t remember? we use to get nervous when he would walk into a room

miamadison: hahaha…gross.

 

i get the tingle i wanna mingle, that’s what i want

 

avav: we need to pick out our outfits too.  we have to look good so we don’t have to “dream about all the things that never were.”

miamadison: we should do manicures too. u gotta look good, head to toe

avav: i want to paint mine black or dark purple

miamadison: “french fingertips…something red lips…BITCH IS DANGEROUS”

 

should be a fun weekend. 

 

references were made to britney’s “circus,” “toxic,” “radar,” ”out from under,” and “lace and leather.”

He’s Just Not That Into Me

if guys avoid valentines day like the plague how did i end up with plans? 

well it’s not a date in my eyes, but my friends might think so.  the doctor and i are going to a movie.  he asked if we should do dinner before, but that felt inappropriate in a strange way, so i declined.  is it me or does this just seem odd?

like i said most men will do anything to get out of any sort of valentines day plans.  betty c’s boyfriend is going to hunting to avoid the holiday.  i view that as normal.  getting valentines card from my mom is all i ever want.

but in the end the doctor’s a friend and we’re going to see “he’s just not that into you.”  it reminds me of a time when i was on a date and saw the movie “just friends.”  i think the movie titles say it all.

This Ain’t A Fairy Tale

the title is a reference to the taylor swift song “white horse” check it out

like we’ve seen parents are funny, but whats funnier is parents when they were our age. last week i went out to dinner with a friend and her family. her mom was regaling me with stories of her and her husband when they first started dating.

when a woman starts dating a guy theres two things that run through her head: is he my prince charming? or is he a psycho killer? most of us take the appropriate steps to figure out which he is, and if he’s neither we don’t hang on for too long. instead of him picking her up at her house (which would obviously be the wrong way to go), she had him pick her up at her aunt’s house. but the most shocking thing, was he did the same thing! he had her drop him off on the side of the road with no house in sight! way to be alert.

one night after they had being seeing each other for a while they went out with their friends separately, but it happened to be the same bar. the problem: she was playing hard to get. so she walked past him, and didn’t acknowledge him….gutsy. but he didn’t let it slide. what do you think would happen if you did that? why he or she call you out? i think i’d get ripped to shreds.

Memories I’ll Never Lose

Every man’s memory is his private literature.  ~Aldous Huxley

you learn the most about someone through their posessions. you can tell the most about me from two boxes that i keep in my closet. inside you’ll find things like ticket stubs, play bills, and airline tickets. but you’ll also find some real gems.

a game of mash.  i played with a waiter at my job. since i couldn’t think of any crushes he made the guy selections for me, and put his name in all five slots. i’m just saying…that wouldn’t be horrible.

my first license. i refused to give it to my sister, so instead i gave her my first (and only) fake id. it might say she’s 29 but it’s not expired. it doesn’t expire till 2025.

extra swarovski crystals from a pair of 7 jeans that i bought on the side of nyc street. just $40…what a bargain. i’m pretty sure they are real.

a business card from a former boss who i had the biggest crush on. and for the record he’s five years older than me.

a picture of a friend making out with a guy in a dark private room. i didn’t take it, but i made sure i got a copy. she always swore she’d get me back…hasn’t happened yet.

the milf code. a little something i wrote up with my friends to make sure we stay on the right track in terms of staying fit and looking hot for life. i’d share a few lines, but i think my friends would kill me.

everything i mentioned is from the last four years of my life.  so here’s to hoping another boy won’t give me a beaker as a gift of adoration.  this weekend i’m off to nyc to make more memories i’ll never lose.

Confessions Of A Blogger

i’m not sure how it works, but my old diaries still shock me. as i’m reading it now i can’t help but be baffled. i remember the big things, but the small details aren’t a part of the memory. these things shouldn’t be coming out of left field, but they do.

9-28-05 Wednesday
apparently last night friend 1 told boy 1 that i like him to which boy 1 replied “yeah me too.” and he didn’t give an opion either way. i still feel the horror from hearing this for the first time. i only tell people i like them if i already know their response. in related news, never ask a question you don’t know the answer to.

10-1-05 Saturday
at the end of the night i ended up walking back with this kid. i strategically gave him my number so boy 1 would get jealous (boy 1 and this kid are good friends), so this should be good. we’ll have to see how this plays out. little did i know that i would end up dating this “kid” and would like him a lot more than boy 1. but the amount of time i put into talking to or gawking over boy 1 is scary, did i really do that? and why? *shivers*

Devil’s Radio

“gossip is the devil’s radio” ~ George Harrison

the weather’s hasn’t kept me holed up inside.  last night i had dinner with the doctor.  i’ve become his personal dating counsultant (pdc), it’s unpaid position but with economy being as it is, i took it.  most people would probably get bored after 20 minutes but i loved all 120 minutes of it…that’s why i’m the only one who gets 98% of the story.

gossip and stories in general put a smile on my face, so if you want to share i’d love to hear it.  i’m also good at keeping secrets despite what you might have heard, you just have to outline what is off limits to repeat.  but right now i don’t have much to contribute from my own life.

doctor: so what have you been up to?

me: well today i made some candy, and did some laundry…really i’m just keeping up on my tool set.

doctor: *shakes head*

But All The Other Girls Got Flowers

there i was at work, in a daze that had gone on for a few hours, when a woman from my department brought me flowers. they were to wish me well on moving back to massachusetts.

it’s official, my job treats me better than any boyfriend i’ve ever had.

the last time i got flowers was after a dance recital because i guilted my mom into it because “all the other girls got flowers from their parents.” it was then when i realized it’s the thought that makes it so special. getting something you expect doesn’t compare to a surprise…that’s what makes it so special.

Funny Lovin

i’ve started to write for funny lovin.  it’s a website devoted to sharing funny original stories about love and relationships.  i originally jumped at the chance to write for another site, but now i’m struggling with what to write. 

i want to be the columnist everyone wants to read.  i want to be genuinely funny, but typically my comedic genius stems from facial expressions and reactions to other’s stupidity.  this most often includes eye rolls and intense stare downs.  maybe i’ll insert them like this *eye roll*. either way the best material i have to use comes from my journals, so look for my column. and like the creator of funny lovin says “if you’re embarrassed to write it, someone wants to read it.”

That Was Quick…

god works in mysterious ways. 

a few days ago i wrote how i wanted someone to ask me out on a date…well today it happened.  i was at work when an interpreter sat down and started talking to me.  i guess he like the company because he stayed for a while. 

he told me to give him a call, and if i had been remotely interested, it would have been a great opportunity. he soon realized he never gave me his number or asked for mine.  so instead, i said i’d page him or get his number from the employee directory.

still looking…

Meal For Deux

when i have nothing to do, my mind wanders, and today all i could think about was that i really want to go out on a date.  nothing special, maybe a trip to the zoo or a museum.  because, frankly, it’s been a while.  i’ve never asked anyone out before, so i’m hoping someone sees this and does the work for me. but no movie…not a first date.  that just provides more time for me to get nervous and freak out inside my head.  it happened one time in high school, and from that day forward i promised to never do that again.

so instead of a date, a cooked a meal for two…

bazilla and ruz (aka peas and rice for all you non-arabic speaking readers)

1 tsp oil
1/2 lb ground turkey (or beef)
1/2 onion, diced
1 small can tomato sauce
1 can peas

brown turkey and sweat onions in oil till meat is cooked through. then add can of peas and tomato sauce. let it come to a simmer then serve over rice.
 
 and ate it all myself (but don’t worry it was mostly veggies…).