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Just Make It Happen Annoying Taco Man.

Today my dad came and got me from my grandmothers to take me out for a taco because my Poppy just passed away and well doing just about anything with my dad makes me feel better, but getting a taco is definately the most special. I’m ordering at Taco Bell with my dad. I order a simple cheesy bean and rice burrito no pico. The rude man interrupts my order and says we don’t sell those and I’m like huh dude put rice on a burrito. And he’s like ugh let me get my shift manager. And I’m murdering this man with my eyes. Then he makes all these dumb adjustments and gets it. Then he looks at me and goes I used to have a button for it. Does he want a cookie for making things hard? Line face.

XOXO.

The Average Slow Week and the Stupidity of the Unknowns.

So this week has been very slow coming and going. That is enough reason to rant. 🙂 High points include a 96 on a geometry test and finding the perfect topic for my three page English paper. Low points include being crunched for time with a project to do for history, (just wishing I had 24 hours more than I do have.) and dealing with idiots. Idiots meaning those whose common sense level is lower than mine. That is saying something. Another issue is dealing with not knowing where I stand with this one guy. I mean HELLO. It’s simple really, do you like me or what? What’s hard about that? Absolutely nothing. So to give you the low down on the rest of my week, I’m busy busy busy with school finishing up drivers Ed and tennis camp. Expect a lot of blogging out of this weekends events. And never let the unknowns bother you to no end. It’s a pain.

XOXO

A Night With Elizabeth

My friend Elizabeth and I decided to hang out because it was Friday night! So we did. We were going to see the football game or the movie Footloose. We decided on seeing the movie because despite how hard our boys have been working the score never shows it. So we go to the movies and see the best movie in the world. And when I get out of the movie I get a text from my cousin saying hey your team just won and you missed it. I’m glad we went to the movie but it’s a bummer we missed our boys win. Excitement.

XOXO

Facebook Do’s and Don’ts From the Mind of the Average Teenager.

The next time you go to post on Facebook think of this post. Trust me, you’ll thank me later. Reason Number One: So the other day I have this post up on Facebook about a guy through some song lyrics. Classic girl thing. Then a few days later I get asked who I’m talking about. No big deal. EXCEPT DUE TO FATE I’M STARING RIGHT AT THE GUY I’M TALKING ABOUT lying to his face because hello, I can’t tell him it’s him. Reason Number Two: People might mistakenly think you’re talking about them! Think about the current situations of your social circle very carefully before posting. You’re friend might text you griping about how you are a failure of a best friend when really it’s about a stranger you saw at Kroger. And this is uhh… Hypothetically speaking of course… It didn’t happen to me or anything like that. Reason Number Three: The FB post you’re about to make is legitimately stupid. We don’t care about you eating 3 hamburgers at McDonalds. That’s something you text to the people who MUST know. Because your best friend will care. Just not the rest of the world.

XOXO

Since We Left Off I’ve…

Okay since we left off I started drivers ed. Which is super duper great! Two more weeks and I’m out of the class! WOOT! Which is super good news because I’m actually very over it already! Anyway I also signed my friend Lynn up with me for her birthday present. It’s gotta suck getting drivers ed for your permit for your sixteenth birthday, but at least it’s a start. In other news since I so rudely stopped posting I’ve been busy running around with my friends, and keeping up with crazy amounts of homework! In all this highschool business I have had all my time stolen. I apologize. I promise to take better care of it this month!

XOXO

Your Dad Probably Perfers Trying To Teach You How To Ride A Bike.

So today my poor dad tried to teach me how to drive stick. Dear lord. So I’m pretty decent at it EXCEPT when we would stop and I’d have to put it in first and then release the clutch and hit the gas… Epic fail. It would lurch forward 5 times and either die or take off. I even learned a dukes of hazard move jumping a curb and stuff. All that movie stunt driver junk. That’d be cool if I was good at it. I jumped a curb and knocked down a one foot tall fence and ran over a bush. Then me and him started laughing histerically. And he put on his seat belt. BAD SIGN. My dad literally used a heat pad on his neck after that little drivers ed adventure. Lessons learned: 1- Don’t let off the clutch too fast. 2- Dont jump curbs, EVER. Even on accident.

XOXO

My Theory on Break-ups.

Okay so the usual when going through a break up is cry, cry, cry, eat, eat, eat, and repeat. Well That only gives you extra fat and puffy eyes. Trust me, at that point he does not want you back. I mean look at yourself. You’re a wreck. He’s like, “Wow I’m so glad I got rid of that emotionally unstable girl, she’s insane.” Then your like, “It’s not my fault.” Too bad it doesn’t mean he wants you back. Now these aren’t words from my mind! I sure wish he wanted you back! BUT, this guy is like, NO. So pretty much what you should do is ANY athletic activity that will take your mind off things. You can throw a ball against a wall for all I care just do something. Trust me.(: Then you need to write a poem about how you feel once a week until you are over this guy so you can be all sentimental to a piece of paper and not get everyone and their mom involved with a few bad idea Facebook posts. Then instead of eating ice cream I need you to stop drinking soda and stick to juices. First of all because they are calming and second because soda makes you bloat. And now for the finishing touch. I actually need you to eat HEALTHY, please do not go out to wal*mart and buy yourself a bag of candy over this guy! You’re gonna lose five pounds or just look super refreshed and since you’re getting all your anger and sadness out on top of that you are queen of the world. And guess what? I bet he wants you back. (;

XOXO

When a Guy Walks Out of the Girls Bathroom.

So, while on my way to Dallas the other day I really need to go to the bathroom. So we make a stop at Joe’s Crabshack so I can relieve myself. I ask the nicest hostess if I may use their restroom, and she says yes and tells me where it is and in my mind I’m like, “SCORE BATHROOM!” So then I walk in and I’m staring at this guy. Now the first thing I think is, “Dude it has girl spelled on the bathroom door like a million different ways. It literally says. Girls, Ladies, Women, Jills, Gals.” Then the guys kind of running past me to get out and not looking at my face. Then I get this is already the beginning to a very bad scene in a very scary horror movie. My body goes into super sonic avoid-scary-movie-scene speed, and I go to the bathroom in five seconds. Sing happy birthday 10 times too fast as I wash my hands and I book it out of “Joe’s Crabshack of Creepy Horrors”

XOXO

How to Make People Feel Awkward at Grocery Stores.

So every girl has had that grocery trip where they only came to buy tampons. Which sucks. People are all staring and then they look at the box in your hand and then they run away like you have leprocy or something. Well okay, they don’t exactly run, but you get what I’m saying they look in the space around your head and make you feel awkward. So I created this method of shopping for those who don’t really care about how strange people think you are. And I created it just because some target employee had the nerve to stare at me all funny like. That man has never experienced awkward like this before. Okay so here is what I did. I picked up my like 50 pack of Kotex tampons and just held them in both my hands with my arms just straight out in front of me. Then this guy is like wow, I need to get out of this isle. Now, the next thing I did happened by complete accident but it’s brilliant. By accident my moms boyfriend elbowed my arms and the tampon box lands perfectly in the guys way, and in my mind I’m like, “Bingo feel the awkward!” When really I just started laughing hysterically and picked up my jumbo pack of tampons. So to review. Step 1: Hold out your tampon box as if you yourself are disgusted with shopping for them. And if you need to you may also move on to step 2: Just drop and or gently throw the box. You’re welcome.

XOXO