Thursday, May 21, 2009

"Michael, we're going to the hospital." "I know, I was just saying."

So yeah, my brother has started this trend of having my nieces' birthday parties at Chuck E. Cheese. They love it. I hate it. For real. That place is gross. And loud. I have to go on Saturday after my lesson. End of Story.

The other day I was talking to my friend from Safeguard and she said her sister was pregnant, and my first thought was that I kinda wished I was pregnant so I could have the guy who got me pregnant bring me nachos from Taco Bell, then I wouldn't even have to leave my apartment. I immediately felt like a terrible person. Also, I have been watching too much TLC and they have this "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" show. Yes, that is literally the title. One girl's baby fell out onto the floor of a campground restroom. So I then I thought maybe I will be punished for my Taco Bell thought by having an unknown pregnancy so I will miss out on the whole pregnant part and just have a baby. Then I felt even worse for thinking that if I suddenly had a baby the thing I would be concerned about was not having someone bring me nachos while I was pregnant. Good thing I currently have a 0% chance of being pregnant and no immediate plans for that. End of story.

I get to go to Colorado Springs next week for my cousin's wedding!! At first I was really excited cause I was going to go by myself and just meet everyone there and I've never flown or gone really far away all by myself...then I ended up booking with my other cousin and her boyfriend so I was less excited...but now I'm getting excited again. They're getting married at Garden of the Gods which I hear is BEAUTIFUL! I'm looking for a nice, casual, inexpensive sundress to wear...anyone want to hit Old Navy/Target this weekend??

So since I've been back online a few people I knew from college have gotten back in touch with me and said hi and stuff on Facebook, which is cool...but some people will like not leave me alone...like seriously every time I log on they send me an instant message or through Facebook messenger, or a Facebook message, or comment on my status...and they're not saying anything creepy or offensive or anything...they just won't shut up...I'm just like really, we had a couple classes together 4 years ago, I barely talked to you then, never outside of class, I don't really want to hear about your stupid thing I hate...so that's annoying...End of story.

Damn...I can't stop thinking about those nachos now...

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