I Don't Get It When....

As Brett and I were driving back from South County tonight I saw a hitchhiker, and it reminded of this recurring thought I have when I see this particular brand of road warrior hoofing it down the highway. My thought is: Why is it that when, let's say you're driving south, you pass a guy with a sign that says "Need Ride South" or something like that, but instead of walking the way they say they're going, they're walking north!! I just do not understand it! Wouldn't you want to walk the way you say you're trying to get to?!? Maybe these are those creepy hitchhikers that everyone warns you not to pick up!

Hahah.. I have no idea, but I just thought I might share this with the world and make you just as confused as I am! ...or at least overthink things like I do :o)

My New Obsession...

I have to admit when my sister told me a few years ago I needed to read the Twilight books because they were "the best books EVER!" I heard what she said (because she has a habit of picking pretty good books), but didn't follow her suggestion mainly because I really don't read unless I have to. Well then she told me I needed to watch the movie... I still wasn't too excited about it (I think because subconciously I knew the blackhole that I could be sucked into) but I decided to give it a shot. The first time I watched the movie, I'll have to admit it was hard to sit and pay attention to. The whole way through it I was thinking, "I don't really like this movie." But then at the end, when the credits started rolling, I had this epiphany--"Man! I really liked this movie!!"

Then a snowball effect ensued. I decided I should read the book to see the differences and whether I would like it or the movie better. I didn't hold out much hope for the book because typically I like the movies way better than the books (yes, I'm that person!). But after getting through the first few chapters I ordered the other three books (I might add that I found some awesome discounts) to make sure I would have them on hand so there wouldn't be any breaks in the story lines.

Now at first I wasn't the obsessed Twilight fan. My mind could function and I could get a normal amount of sleep, etc. But then the MTV Movie Awards occured. They showed a preview of New Moon, which for those of you that don't know is the 2nd movie in the Twilight series. After watching that my fan-ness was kicked into overdrive. I finished the second half of Twilight (the first book) during a day at the pool.. what could be better than enjoying a good book poolside, cabana boy included?! Then I immediately started into the second book and finished all 546pgs in 5 days. Surprising only because I'm not a recreational reader! This led to many late nights of reading (the book would get so exciting that I would try to go to sleep, but then I just had to know what happened so I would go "okay I can read another chapter before I go to sleep" three hours later....). In between all this I was watching the movie (four times last week), googling to try to find more info, trying to find other scenes or trailors from the movie, watching the current movie trailor over and over... etc. (I told you this was getting weird!)

So now I'm in the beginning stages of reading Eclipse (the third book) and I'm trying to take it slow because there is only one more book left... although I did find a copy of another book to be included in the series but it was leaked out and then author was pissed and put it on hold indefinitely, put posted a copy of the draft. The movie comes out 11.20.09 and pretty much every other day I think to myself... "I don't know if I'm going to make it until then!"

But yes, so now you know my dark side ;o) Also you should totally check out the book/movie (but the book is way better!! See! Now i'm not one of those people!)

For those of you who haven't seen the new trailor---

An Epic Car Ride..

This trip to L.A. definitely got started off on the wrong foot.  Actually at first everything was going peachy! Dre and I were making super good time, there was tons of random car dancing, I had just saw a sign for a town called Los Banos (yes I have a picture of the sign but I'm not on my computer and this one doesn't have a card reader.. hopefully soon I can get it posted though), etc.  So I'm driving, and all of sudden I hear what sounds like a flat tire on the front right (which I had previously ran up on a side walk with).  I then proceeded to turn the music down, and started looking around for a place to pull over, but there was no where.  The shoulder was slim to none, but we could see an exit coming up so we thought we could make it (since we had no idea where we were).  Then all of sudden the sound went away, so we were thinking okay we're good!  Wrong!! Our brief moment of relief was swiftly crushed when the back right tire blew out. It was pretty much all I could do to keep the car on the road (much less in my lane.. good thing no one was around).

Of course at this point we had no choice but to pull over.  The even more unfortunate part was that we still had no idea where we were at, so we figured we couldn't call AAA until we figured that part out.  The lucky part is I knew how to change the tire.  Oh but wait! We got even luckier! After I had thrown the all our bags into the briar bushes (yeah.. the side of the road was covered with them), got the spare out, and was getting ready to jack it up, this tow truck pulls over.  He asked if we had AAA, which even more lucky for us, I had just got my car in the mail the day I drove down from Portland.  So he changed the tire, but in the mean time he told us to call AAA.

Now I don't know if this makes sense to the rest of you, but why would you call AAA for a tow truck when you already have one?!?  But we called anyway and because we were in the middle of no where the call dropped literally five or six times.  After the guy had put the lovely doughnut on, I was filling out the paperwork, and he was explaining where we could go to get a new tire because oh yes! This tire didn't just go flat... No no.. it literally shredded! Awesome.....

So he's explaining, and I ask "So this is just right at the next exit?" Oh no... It was sixty miles down the road!  Seriously, I wasn't joking by saying we were in B.F.E. The only signs I had seen were for two state prisons and a mental hospital (comforting right?!).  So after receiving that little morsel of good news, I went back to the car where we decided that we should probably wait for the next tow truck driver to show up, because the first guy had told us to call and they had sent out another truck.  After thinking it over, we really didn't get the point of it, so we called to cancel but the call kept dropping so we just decided to wait for the next truck.  Then the first guy (who was still sitting there behind us) got back out and asked what we were doing. We explained and he said just go up to the next exit.  We followed his lead to the next exit because he needed some info from the AAA people anyway, and perfect for us, when he pulled into the turn out we were literally directly under these power lines.  No joke, we both felt like our brains were starting to boil.. But we did get the call canceled and then proceeded to drive sixty miles on a doughnut, driving 55 mph.

After a stressful hour or so drive of almost getting rear ended 24 times (there was no traffic until our top speed could only be 55 of course), we finally made it to the exit and the tire shop, and let me tell you--- it was like the sketchiest place EVER! It was one of those places that you pull up to and know you're going to get ripped off.  Oddly enough though, we got it fixed for cheaper than expected and in about 15 minutes-- Not bad! ... which should leave you to believe that this story isn't over yet... and it's not!

So we're driving and the car just seems a bit off and it's kind of making that flat tire sound, so we pull over again to check and nothing. But then it keeps happening.  So we stop at truck stop, get a tire gauge and check the air pressure.  One of the tires was off, so I added more air and thought the issue was solved.  No.  At that point we just decided that since none of the tires were flat and the car was still drivable, we would just get to my aunts and take it in to get looked at in the morning.  Well this morning my Uncle Tom and I were looking at it and I figured out that the tire those guys was a different size.. just a little bit bigger to be exact.  Are you kidding me?!!

But at this point we have been told that it's drivable, especially since it's on the back, so since it's not my car (and I've already bought one new tire for it), it can be dealt with when we get home! So this was just our first day... today has went much better.  We went to Venice--Awesome for people watching!  However, since I can't upload pictures at the moment I don't want to ruin it.  So later my friends, I will have more blogging updates for you!  For now, this is the end of my short novel :O)

It's Just My Style

Is it bad that when planning out writing a paper or even studying for a test, I plan in procrastination time?? I have been pondering this thought more and more the last couple weeks, especially with all the papers that have been due and now with it being finals week. Brett makes fun of me for it every time, and have even had my Dad give me some flack for it.

"So I thought you were writing your paper?"
"I am..."
"I can see you harvesting your crops on Farmtown!"
"Oops!"

The worst part is, that I'm totally unproductive when I'm at home. Take today for example. Has worked out pretty well in the studying department mainly because I'm sitting at the hospital while Brett is getting surgery, and we all know there isn't much to do here! Unfortunately, I opened up my computer for a "study break" and an hour later, here I am still on it!

Oh well! I wouldn't have gotten this fair in life if procrastination wasn't my style!

Easter Activities

Yes-- this post is definitely delayed! But better late than never!

Basically there's not much to say except--- For Easter, some people hunt eggs. In south county, we blow up teddy bears.

This little experiment involved a pound of tannerrite (some kind of explosive Brett's friend gave him), a water bottle of gasoline, a teddy bear, high powered rifle, and an accurate shooter. The result?????? Check out the video!

Before....

And After!

Pictures!

I told myself I couldn't go outside until I got my paper done (75 and sunny is the cause for this excitement), then I told myself I couldn't put up pictures until I got my paper and study guide done (which I did while sitting outside-- amazing!!). So the rest of you hand to suffer for my procrastination-- I apologize! But here are a couple of the prom pictures from this weekends festivities. Oh but first!! Friday night Brett and I were bored and I was looking through my stuff from the makeup class I took last year. Then Brett made the mistake of saying that I could paint his face like Gene Simmons.... So I did! :o)

Brett and Kailee (no he's not a creeper--she played on his basketball team last year)




My brothers from another mother-- Blake and Ryan

And finally! Robert and Miss Kailee

So it's official....

I'm the worst blogger ever! I have these great intentions and every day... or every other day.... I go through my day and think "Wow, I should write a blog about that!" I even have pictures of this one guy from Winco (Brett chased him out the door so he could get a picture). So my lack of blogging isn't from lack of thinking of it, it's more to do with poor time management and a knack for getting ridiculously sick. But hopefully I've gotten all the illnesses that have gone around and they will just stay away!

The spark for this little writing adventure was a comment made in my fundamentals class this morning. We were sitting there talking about medication administration (enticing subject at 8am.... okay, maybe not so much...) and all of sudden this kid opens the door and starts to walk in. Then he looked up and saw all of us staring at him and was like "Oops, this is not my class!" Now being as that we are two weeks away from finals, you would have thought this poor kid would know were his classes at this point in the game. Although I can't make too much fun of him because our whole class was sitting in the wrong classroom about a month ago... no need to worry about your future health care providers ;o)

But anywho! So this poor soul wonders into the wrong classroom, realizes it, then to make things even better Lorretta (our professor) says (as he's turning around to walk out), "Are you sure you don't want to learn about meds??" To which he replied, "Umm.. No thank you!" Then walked out and closed the door. Now most of you may be thinking, "Wow this story is really dumb, maybe she should just give up on this whole blogging thing!" Well the best is yet to come folks! Pretty much as soon as the kid had shut the door Lorretta goes, "Well he looks like he's on a few!"

We pretty much just all looked at each other wondering if it was okay to laugh, did she really just say that?!, etc. Then noticing all of us trying to figure out what happened, Lorretta continuted by saying, "Seriously though! Did you see his face?!?" Haha.. Pretty much amazing! I'd totally go with her but it was like 0900 when he walked in and who is going to walk up any earlier than they have to?? Not me!