Work it Girl!

     I've said it before and I'll say it again: I'm a fat-ass.  Not that I'm overweight but I eat a lot of junk and sit on the computer more than I should.  I didn't think the "Freshman 15" was a real thing but I was mistaken! I feel like I'm at the point in my life where it's all about prevention and I'll be honest, I want to be good looking forever and could totally benefit from shedding some tummy. Lately I've gone to the gym a couple times with my friend, Leah.  I'd never workout at a gym before(Well actually I'd just never workout before) so I definitely kicked my butt exercising while trying to play it off because it's embarrassing how out of shape I am.  I think I'll get a membership now because in the end it felt good to workout but my only fear is that my boobs will shrink.  I know that's such a stupid reason to not workout but I like them. Man, I have excuses for everything I better go make myself sign up right now.
-J.W.

Creepy Teachers

     Do teachers text you to ask how you're doing? Do teachers email you practically daily to ask about your personal life? Do teachers want to have multiple meetings with you in a week? Do teacher's give you opportunities for better grades that they don't give other student's? NO, because it's creepy and unprofessional! Dear professor at my school, I'm hoping you're just an overly friendly person and not a perv, but either way you're totally creeping me out! So glad that semester's over...
-J.W

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree!

     Every year the weekend after Thanksgiving my family cuts down a Christmas tree then puts it up.  Of course Blondie was elected as the cutter since my dad thinks he needs to "man-up". It didn't take long, we're not picky unlike Blondie's family who takes over an hour an a half to find a freakin' tree. The tree farm was the most redneck place though having all the helpers dresses in camo and selling ornaments with buck on them and shot-gun shell Christmas lights. 

I should also mention that my dad is the King of Christmas(actually, I think I've mentioned it before).  We never use two of the same ornaments on the tree because he owns an estimated three hundred of them! I'm unsure of how this obsession started but not one inch of that tree is left untouched.  Blondie and I spent like two hours filling it up to my dad's expectations then celebrated our accomplishments by, of course, ordering in Chinese food :)
-J.W

Happy Needless Turkey Murder Day!

     First off, being a vegetarian at Thanksgiving sucks! It wouldn't have been so bad if my aunt would have remembered that I don't eat meat and everything didn't have broth in it. I love my aunt though and her home is lovely, I don't know how she keeps it so clean! Blondie was suposed to tag along but his mom says we're not allowed to spend holidays together until we're married(?).  I've learned not to argue with her, she's crazy. The drive to my aunt's house about five hours away was one of the most enjoyable ones I've had, especially since I didn't have to drive.  I took a nap and woke up in a snow storm then found some Willie Nelson ice cream at Sheetz, score! We spend that night watching "Pumpkin Chukin'" which was also the epitome of awesome-ness.
-J.W.

Blondie's New Girlfriend.

     Blondie is a manly man and I love that about him.  He's always wanted an old car to fix up so he recently bought a '73 Chevy Nova.  Yeah, it looks like crap but he has big dreams for it.  He's trying to teach me how to work on it too but I'm content with just holding the flashlight as the extent of my help. He's so excited it's adorable and it's all he talks about, hence why I say it's his new girlfriend, he even called it a "she"! Of course it's just a money pit at this point but who am I to talk with all the money I spend on beauty products.  I'm honestly just excited for when it's summer and he'll get all greasy working on it with his shirt off.  Yeah, I'm that girl. I'm also the girl who feels the need to post a random picture of myself because I looked good that day.

-J.W.

Rest in Peace Miriam Jean Rash.

     This is a sad post but I want to honor my Grandmother who passed away in November.  She died on November, 8th at age 71.  She didn't take the best care of her health and had a blood clot.  Her and my grandfather were married over 52 years at the time of her death and met when my grandmother was just fifteen. My mother's side of the family is deaf so we had a deaf service for her and it was an emotional time for everyone in my family.  I was the first of the grand children to give a speech which I want to include here.

     "We are all gathered here today because we share one thing: Our love for Miriam Rash, my grandmother. She is such a wonderful woman,  I say "is" because she will never cease to exsist to me.  She lives in my thoughts, in my heart and I even see her within me. I am honored to be her grand daughter and I know I will see her and hug her again in heaven"

 Being a person who has a lot of social anxiety it took a lot of strength for me to get up and say that especially in such an emotional state.  My grandfather is still devastated but it honestly still doesn't feel real to me still.  I wasn't expecting her to leave so soon.  I miss you grandma.
-J.W.

Ew, Needles.

     Am I the only person who freaks out over any type of shot? I'm seriously that person who still cries when I get the flu shot and don't even get me started when I have to have blood drawn! I have to lay down and request the "baby-sized" needle.  I don't get why I think it's so bad but something about taking my blood is just gross to me.  I had it done a couple times recently and I had my dad come with me, yeah it's that bad.  The nurse must think I'm the biggest wuss and well she's probably right but hey, I'm protective of my blood! The sad part is the 3-year-old that went before me didn't even shed a tear.
-J.W.

Halloween! (Insert Scary Laugh)

     Halloween is perhaps my favorite holiday and when my friend, Allison, threw a party a few days before I was majorly excited!  I went as "Jessica Rabbit" and Blondie was a robot, or "boy-bot" as I'd like to say. He made the costume himself. We were the first ones to arrive( yeah, I was that eager) and it was so great to see all of my friends.  For some reason Blondie and I don't hang out with each other's friends very often but I was excited to take him around.

I'm not much of a dancer so I just ate a lot of dip but of course I got funky to R.Kelly's "Remix to Ignition".  Allison's boyfriend, Caleb, and his brother had some of the best dancing and Blondie just kinda stood there.  Apparently he's awkward at parties but that didn't surprise me at all since the whole awkward shy thing is part of his sexiness in a weird way. Eventually the music got a bit too "indie-rock" for my tastes so we went upstairs and played with the cat that was dressed as a lobster.  Half the party was in the garage smoking pot anyway.  Eventually Blondie felt sick from the cider/rum so we went home and snuggled.
-J.W.

Why in the World Would Anyone Spend Over $100 on Makeup in One Day?

This was October, ignore the date.

I went to the mall to buy a new foundation and, of course, get sucked into to all the makeup hype! It's like freakin' candy to me so when Jotina from the Lancome counter informed me of a makeup artist coming for an all day event a little party went off inside me.  I signed right up and even put $20 down to reserve me space for a makeover. 

When the day of the "Tommy Event" arrived I even called in to double check that my spot was reserved. The makeup artist named, you guessed it, Tommy came up to and him and his assistant began complimenting me.  "Oh you have such great skin!" "Oh, look at those eyelashes!" Man, did they know how to smooth talk! Ok, I actually do have freakishly long eyelashes but none the less they were trying to butter me up.  He gave me a heavy winged eyeliner look with natural colored lips.  He said I looked like a model and began to show me off to the other "makeup people". When it came time to leave they swung me by the counter and asked what I'd like.  I was only after a foundation but they insisted I need EVERYTHING.  I didn't get everything but I bought lipgloss(I don't even like lipgloss!), "illuminizer"(whatever the hell that is), mascara and foundation.  It totaled over a hundred dollars, I'm a sucker.  I'm too nervous to walk by that section on Macy's now.
-J.W

Dang, I suck.

     I was all excited about this blog and trying to write daily and, yeah, that's not realistic.  I actually felt bad when I missed a day(OCD much?) and then for some reason just went M.I.A.  Yeah, I suck, but I'm back! So ignore the dates, I'm just going to fill in on past events.  Enjoy :)
-J.W.

If You Can Recite it, You know it Too Well.

     Friday equals no class which equals much needed sleep! I slept until eleven and I'm proud of it. I figure I should enjoy it while I can since I've been applying for jobs like crazy lately.  A friend of mine, Kaitlin, was collecting items for a family in need which was a good opportunity for me to clean out my closet.  I have more clothes than one person would need but I don't even wear half of it and somehow always want more. I filled a huge trash bag with old clothes and it honestly didn't even make a dent in my closet.  I love to help out others though and going through my things made me realize how much I miss volunteering.  It also made me realize I need better organization skills, that closet is a mess!

     I made Blondie a spaghetti dinner with vegetarian "ground beef " that night.  I'm slowly trying to convert him to the herbivore side without him knowing. After dinner I dropped the clothes off with Kaitlin in her 3 door truck(am I the only one who has not seen one of those before?) then went back to my place to watch a Halloween classic.  I'm a nerd and Hocus Pocus is honestly my favorite movie of all time but Blondie will only watch it with me when it's appropriate in October. I swear I can recite the whole thing from "A virgin lit the candle" to "What do you call them Max, yabos?". I'm probably the only person who watches this movie when it's not Halloween...but not many people know that. It's Blondie and I's third Halloween together but he still laughs at my obsession over this movie.

-J.W.    

A Couple Days Late but Still a Good Cause.

       October 20th was "wear purple day" in memory of the recent suicides due to gay abuse. I wore purple and I encourage others to support this cause. Nothing is worth taking your own life and I don't believe anyone has the right to define what love is to another person. We all love in our own ways and being gay, straight, white, black, female, male or whatever does not make anyone less of a person! I'm a Christian, I've even attended a Christian school and I AM for gay rights. If Jesus Christ taught us anything, he taught us to love one another. We are all brothers and sisters in Christ and we should support, respect and love each other. Not criticize. It's 2010 and it's time for a change. Even if you don't believe in it, do you think it's right for these kids to die because of it? No way, I believe everyone has a right to sexual orientation and I'm glad that this cause has been recgonized.

Christmas is the Cadillac of of Holidays

    
    After getting more home baked goods in the form of pumpkin cranberry bread in math class I drove around a lot Thursday.  I eventually went to Kohls and realized that Christmas domination is starting everywhere and it isn't even past Halloween yet.  Kohls, along with just about every other store, has their "Christmas Land" set up already, it's kind of funny that there's so much hoopla over one day.  I love Christmas and my father is the total "Mr. Christmas" owning over 300 ornaments but I think it's just a little too early.  Face it, Christmas has all the other holidays beat, Cracker Barrel had Christmas stuff out in August! With the mention of Christmas everywhere I'm starting to get into my "winter season" mode but we're still on Halloween! I wish retailers would wait before holiday-tizing because by the time the actual holiday gets here I'm already over it.
-J.W

Pet Peeves.

Maybe someone can relate.

 1.Twitter. What's a Twitter? Or a tweet?  And why does everyone have one? Personally, I just don't think I'm interesting enough to have one.

2.Custom Civics. In my opinion, no matter what you do to it, Honda's just aren't that cool and neither are body kits, oversized exhausts, huge wheels, big spoilers and lime green paint.

3. People who say "OK" or "Mhm" all the time.  Also girls who put "like" into every sentence.

4. Kotex trying to make tampons cool. Just because it's in hot pink packaging doesn't change what it really is.

5. Overly affectionate couples. I really don't know why this bugs me but it just does. Oh well.

6. People who lick their fingers to get pages from sticking together! Everytime I'm at the doctors office I just think of all the sick people who now have their saliva on the magazines. Gross.

7. How every top 40 song sounds the same.

8. How everything becomes a reality show.

9. People who get famous or try to get famous off of Youtube.

10. People who don't practice proper grammar usage.  What can I say? I'm a grammar snob.

11. Liars.

12. Just because you're young doesn't mean you need to sleep with everyone you get the chance with.

13. Disney stars.

14. The fact that jumpsuits are back in style.

15. Dog people.  Sorry, cat lover here!

16. Anyone who chews loudly.

17. Ugg boots.

18. Cheap toilet paper.

19. People who say they're spiritual but not religious.  What does that mean?

20. The fact that "hip-hop blogger" is an actual occupation!

21. My mom trying to teach me to drive.


22. Data plans on phones.

23. Couples who breakup then make up more than twice.

24. Male gynocologists.

Bitching, Debating and apparently it's 1969?

      There's a lot here so bare with me...  I got up Wednesday only to see that my phone thought it was 7:00 pm December 31, 1969. I have no clue how that happend considering they didn't even have cell phones in 1969! I was totally freaked out by it but eventually it changed itself back to the appropriate time.  Could someone explain to me how that was possible though? I feel like it's one of those things I'm just always going to be baffled by.

      Wednesday was my day to give my "Pet Peeve" speech for my public speaking class. As I walked up to the front of the class my teacher asked why I didn't look excited.  I just replied that "Well, I don't like to bitch" because that's pretty much all you can do in a speech about pet peeves. I have a lot of pet peeves but ranting for five minutes about one isn't really my thing. I will, however, post them in another post for fun. I talked about how I hate a lot of custom cars, I even went out and took pictures for examples but then I realized that's creepy so I didn't use them. I'm pretty sure I just come off now as the girl who knows a lot about manly things. At least I'm not the guy who talked about how he hates women drivers, I'm pretty sure every female in the class hates him now.  His speech didn't really bother me though, considering that us girls bitch about guys all the time so I guess it was fair. After class Blondie and I went to the park downtown and sat on a bench together.  It was one of those cute couple moments until I remembered why I hate downtown so much...teenagers.  Not just normal teenagers but "hipster" ones.  Damn kids.

     I have my honors English class on Wednesday evenings and the class ended early because there was a political debate on campus.  We received extra credit if we went so I figured I should go since it's the easiest ten points I'd ever receive. Elections are soon so four candidates for congress came to answer questions. The school tried to make it seem so official but truth is the name cards were made of printer paper and cardboard and they used Walmart table covers, not as glamorous as one might think of for a political debate. I enjoyed the constant bickering between the Republican and Democrat candidates and they fact that the two third party candidates seriously didn't know what they were doing.
-J.W.

A Beautiful Fall Day in Hllbilly Land

     After class Tuesday, Blondie and I took a beautiful drive up the mountain.  We put on our jackets and rolled down the windows to feel the lovely fall breeze and smell the crisp leaves in the woods.  We drove all the way out into the country, or more commonly know around here as "Hillbilly Land", where they used to moonshine back in the day. We go on drives often because Blondie likes to off road his '95 blazer.  Don't ever tell him a blazer is an SUV though, it's an "S-10"(whatever that means) therefore it's a truck and he's offended whenever I say SUV. After awhile we stumbled upon the conversation of rednecks and white trash(because these are the kind of conversations we have).  You'd think they're the same thing but after much debating we decided that a redneck is better.  I won't get into the whole conversation though because I feel like it could be offensive in some way, although I'm not really sure how but it's just one of those feelings.  We then discussed all the redneck things we like which was kind of funny because we're two well dressed kids from the suburbs who've never wore camo in our lives. We can dream though, right?
-J.W

Costume Hunting and Suggestive Fortunes

     Monday evening I went to the mall, Target and Party City looking for all the things to make up my Halloween costume for this year. Finding Jessica Rabbit supplies is not as easy as I thought, all I found was a red dress so I guess I'll have to order a red wig and purple gloves online.  I love the red dress I bought though, it's super sexy since you can't be a woman on Halloween and not be sexy(slutty) apparently.  It also makes my boobs look great which is always a plus and is definitely needed to be Jessica Rabbit.  I also did a little job hunting at places that are looking for seasonal help, I don't want to fully commit but I love wrapping presents so I figured helping for the holidays could be a good idea. I finished the day at Panda Express and, of course, I get the most humorous and mildly suggestive fortune cookie ever.  "Make those special talents you have work like a charm." Am I the only one who gets a chuckle out of this? Actually, I probably am, I have an immature mind that's always in the gutter. I love how it's not even really a fortune though but then again, fortune cookies hardly ever are. They're always some vague statement that sometimes doesn't even make sense.  They also always have "learn chinese" phrases on the back , although I'm unsure of when I'd ever have to say "cat" in chinese.
-J.W.

Pumpkin-ing

     Blondie and I went to a local farm's pumpkin patch with my brother and his family, Sunday.  I am all about Halloween, it's my favorite holiday, so I was really excited to do my yearly hay ride and pumpkin search. My nephews spent an hour picking out perfect pumpkins even though they all pretty much looked the same if you asked me.  I think the hardest part was the fact that they were all REALLY good pumpkins in every variety. I found a perfect  fat, dark orange one though and bought it, well Blondie bought it for me, and were currently debating what do do with it now. I stuck a couple miniature pumpkins in my pants for my cats also because kitties need Halloween fun too but I'm too cheap to actually buy it for them. While one of my nephews was off getting a bat face-painted on his forehead, I bought the most delicious apple cider I've ever had.  I actually just bought it because it was in the cup with the cool krazy-straw but it ended up being so good! Sadly, the perfect pumpkin we picked out had the stem broken off during the car ride home, I knew we should have placed it in the back seat with the seat belt on like last year.  Thankfully, Blondie did some pumpkin surgery with a paper clip and hot-glue to get the stem back on. It's sitting in my kitchen now, I think we'll carve it this week and bake the pumpkin seeds.  I really want to carve something awesome into it but I feel like my pumpkin carving skills are limited so no matter what I do it'll look like crap. I think I should probably just stick with a jackolatern face or maybe draw a kitty on it like last year.
-J.W.

Boy PMS and Not-So-Chinese Food.

    Where to start.. well Saturday was just an OK day. I was supposed to go help my oldest brother who works in the liquor business that morning but that fell though so I'm out a couple hundred bucks, damn.  My boyfriend's friend who hasn't talked or been around for months randomly popped up that day and wanted to hang out with him.  His friend's disappearing and reappearing act is not an uncommon thing and it caused a little friction between by boyfriend and I but I won't get too into it.  It put him in a sour mood that day though so I made plans with a gal pal of mine, Carly.
    I've known Carly my whole life but haven't seen her in awhile so we made plans for dinner. We went to some little Chinese buffet called "China Wok" in the 7th street shopping center. It had a surprising amount of non-Chinese food there like mozzarella sticks, jello, donuts and deviled eggs.  The group of Puerto Ricans in the back room really seemed to like it though. Carly and I figured since it was a buffet we get our drinks ourselves too, but some girl that worked there yelled at us saying she had to do it for us.  Apprently, we couldn't even watch her fill the drinks so she said we needed to go sit back down at our table and she will bring the drinks to us. I still can't figure out what that was all about.
     To end the day my boyfriend..let's call him Blondie, said he wasn't going to come over that night as planned because he had the "poops".  That's your excuse? Really? Turns out he was still cranky about the little spat we had about his friend which leads me to believe that some guys get PMS too. I swear he gets in worse moods than I do! We were just on the phone all night bitching at each other over stupid stuff because I'm having actual PMS this week.  That was a very unproductive night but at least I had some good Chinese deviled eggs.
-J.W.

Fall Days and a Moonlight Maze.

    Friday was my day off so I celebrated by sleeping in then getting a Pumpkin Spice Latte at Sheetz. My boyfriend came along and got the new, white Mountain Dew because Mountain Dew is a "guy's drink" as he says. We later went to a moonlight corn maze up where my brother, Jeremy lives. Incase you're unfamiliar with it, the moonlight maze is an intense corn maze you go through at night with flashlights looking for checkpoints. We found only two of the, like, twelve checkpoints(checkpoint # 2 we somehow found twice though...) and my super cute rain boots are now murdered with mud. I did find it hilarious how my other brother was getting high in his truck driving us to the farm talking about how he wants to be a greaser for Halloween and how his roommate was passed out outside with no pants on. Jeremy's girlfriend, Lauren invited her friend, also named Lauren to come so their sons Haydn and Aiden could play together(anyone else agree that Lauren and Lauren having Haydn and Aiden is weird? It probably didn't help that they practically dressed the same). I also liked watching my ten-year-old nephew thinking he has game and asking out little middle school girls. What I realized I can't stand that night though, is teenagers.  Ok, so I'm not really too far off in age but I seriously don't remember being that annoying in high school.  They were probably just freshman anyway but the obnoxious way they talked made me cringe. I can't even say much more on that without grinding my teeth. Damn kids these days.
-J.W

I'm a Full On Retard

     Writing everyday? Not happening, I get too busy watching "Friends" on DVD and eating Ritz crackers with spray cheese. In a nutshell, Thursday was overall uneventful anyway since it was rainy and cold, but at least I got to wear my super cute rain boots! I had class in the morning and I felt like a full on retard to still be taking Algebra in college and it doesn't help that my professor acts like she teaches kindergarten and brings in homemade baked goods.  Last test day she made homemade Rice Krispie Treats with M&M's in them which were delicious but again, it makes me feel like I'm a full on retard because we are rewarded for completing something most people do in the ninth grade. Did I mention this class makes me feel like a full on retard?
-J.W

Creeps

     Actually, this happend last night but I realized how much this bugged me today. I got a text message from a guy a talked to two years ago breifly at about 11:30 last night.  When I knew him (in a non romantic way, I assure you) he was obsessed with convincing me that I should be with him.  I stopped talking to him and totally forgot about him until he randomly started texting me again a month ago.  I have no idea why he kept my number and why he feels like he needs to talk to me again.  He's the major definition of a creep.  I ignore all of his texts about how he's so depressed and how he wants to know everything about me.  I never really ever knew him much anyway and last night his creepiness striked again when he texted me "meow'.  First of all what kind of text is that? Meow?  Also, I don't even keep his number in my phone but he's texted me so much I've memorized it! I just want to take a shower to wash off how creepy he is but it gets worse! Then at 12:13 am he calls me! I ignore it and he leaves a weird blank message. What is with all the pathetic guys out there? I could tell you various stories of my experiences but this dude just makes me cringe.  Do I have some beacon that only extremely pathetic guys can see? Seriously, I don't even talk to many guys anymore, they're all creeps and this guy is at the top of the list. He's up there with the numerous "Well I didn't know you stilll had a boyfriend or that you were serious with your boyfriend" guys and the dude who used to stand outside my classroom and write poems about me.

-J.W

Take That Bloom!

      I laugh at the fact that a scammed the grocery store out of fifty cents today.  Not because I scammed them, but because after I did it I felt guilty.  I have the worst conscience in the world, thanks Dad for teaching me some serious morals. I bought a generic "Dr. Perky", a little bag of chips like the ones to pack in lunches, and a mini Haagen-Dazs for a total of $2.01.  I'm such a fat-ass and apparently really cheap too.  I attemped to pay for the whole purchase in quarters, but I failed to bring enough.  After putting a dollar fifty into the self-checkout I realized I only had a dime left.  How embarrassing would it be to say you can't afford $2.01! I eventually signaled for help saying I had put in the whole amount but the machine "ate my quarters".  They believed it and shut down that self-checkout station. Now I'm paranoid that they will figure out my "scam" and some grocery police are going to ban me from the store. I've had experience with banning before, I'm not proud of it but a couple years ago I thought I would be bad-ass to steal makeup from CVS.  I got caught and was banned to return to that location and was on a "warning list" for all the other CVS's in the area. (Because 99 cent eyeliner is a BIG DEAL.) Thankfully they don't recognize me when I go there anymore but that's where the fear of  there being a grocery police comes in. Maybe I should just go back and donate fifty cents to those checkout line charities so they won't get suspicious.
-J.W

Only I Would Have Beyonce Related Injuries.

     So I was dancing around the house in my underwear last night, which is actually not an unusual thing for me, and somehow bashed my finger into the wall.  I'm not even going to try to explain how that happend because I'm not even so sure but it's evident that I'm a little too into Beyonce. My finger is bruised and slightly swollen now. I feel like incredibly embarssing and humorous things are always happening to me, have I mentioned the time I accidently hung myself upside down on a lightning rod? Or the time I got my period on the bus?(Ok, probably too much information but this blog is a totally uncensored side of me.) It's a good thing I've learned to just sit back and laugh at myself.
-J.W