My Job

I work in our schools game room and for the last three semesters I have been fortunate to work the day shifts. But recently I have had to work the late shift due to my hectic schedule. While working the late shift I have learned some very important life lessons.

1. Baseball players are vile

2. Football players are cursed with a limited vocabulary made up of swear words.

3. And a lot of creepy people fill the need to come to the game room.

My latest creepy/scary person to come in got mad at me cause I would not give him pool when he didn't have his required I.D. and this is what he said to me.

Me: "Sorry my boss already got mad at the staff for letting people play without there I.D's

Scary man: "So are you going to sue you're boss when something bad happens to you." (said with a smile on his face)

Me: (nervous laughter) ha ha.....maybe.

I swear I have daily run ins with the future Serial Killers of America

WOO HOO!!!

I DON’T HAVE A ROOMMATE!!!

This wondrous turn of events has gotten me through the fact that mon/wed/friday will consist of classes from 8 IN THE MORNING to 3 P.M (what is this, high school!) and Tues/Thurs will be filled with an 1 1/2 hours of an intensive writing class and a three hour Bio lab and then I get to finish my days with 3 hours filled with all the crazy weirdo’s who come into the game room….but I digress. I can get through any amount of classes as long as I don’t have to come home to a psychopathic serial killer who watches me while I sleep.

These last couple of days has been a little bit overwhelming, but thanks to my wonderful teachers I have had a brilliant go at it. Here are some examples of how my teachers have made my days better.

1.My Physics teacher is this tiny lady with the most amazing Indian accent, which make sense cause she is from India (it’s like she just walked off the set of Indianan Jones and the Temple of Doom). Well she starts telling us of all the cool labs we’ll be doing and one of the will consist of us making authentic Indian food and that’s when a girl in my class says this
Girl: “I love fry Bread,”
Teacher from India: “um…..I’m from India.”
Me:” bahahahahahahaha”.(here’s your sign)

2.In my Biology class a kid walks in ten minutes late and my teacher says……
Teacher: Welcome to Calculus
Freaked out Kid: ........(says nothing just simple turns around and leaves)
Me: “heheheheheheh.”

3.I go into my English 222 class and my teacher tells us that we will be writing an in-class essay and another student asks this.
Student:”How long should our essay be”
Teacher: “A good in class essay is like a Kilt or a ladies skirt, it needs to be long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to maintain interest.”
Me: “hahahahahah’’

As you can see (or read) our teachers are hilarious and very very cool.

Also I've included pictures of my Dorm room without a roommate (I love saying that)

This my side of the room, and it is what you see when you walk in.

This is the vacant area ha ha. That desk is my study desk and the extra bed is our movie area.

This is where my Luv Sac resides and where I read all my books :)

This is our pantry where we use the extra closet for food storage and also put our refrigerators in here.

This is my entertainment desk where I.....entertain myself by browsing the Internet and watching t.v.

And finally this is my BED! Where I get to sleep and not have to worry about being watched by a butch girl who wanders at night.

iTunes

After weeks of tears, depression, and pure rage iTunes is BACK!!! (and I got a new iPod)

911!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This post I wanted to blog about all the cool things that are happening like cutting down Christmas trees, going to Christmas programs, and drinking hot chocolate, but that has all been bumped to make room for an emergency.

My iTunes stopped working!!!!

I have spent months compiling all my favorite songs with their actual titles, singers, and album artwork and now it is all gone. I could cry.

I thought things couldn’t get worse until I found out that all my Microsoft programs have seized to operate also. I HAVE FINALS THIS WEEK!!!

The best part is the nerds over in the Tech lab will not help me because it’s a personal problem. It makes me want to hide their glasses and see how they handle that personal problem.

Anyhoo, life is unbearable and now I’m going to go read a book.

P.S. If this following sentence holds any meaning to you because you’re a computer genius please comment. My computer said, “This application has failed to start because its side-by-side configuration is incorrect. Please see the application event log for more details.” It also said, “iTunes was not installed correctly please reinstall iTunes, error 7.”

Turkey Day!!!

On Thanksgiving day Ryan and Monica had me watch the kids for a bit while they went ran the annual Turkey Trot. For entertainment I had the kids make turkeys out of cupcakes and candy. I loved how each kid had a specific style of turkey. Nicholas's turkeys had red M&Ms everywhere which made the turkeys look like they were bleeding (you gotta love little boys). Audrey's turkeys were utterly perfect, she followed my directions to the t. Sarah's turkeys were hilarious and no matter how many times I explained that the turkeys eyes are not on its butt she continued to put them there ha ha.
This is how the turkeys were suppose to look. Pretty cute huh

This is Ryan and Monica showing off their cool ribbon they got for running.

Although Madilyn didn't participate in the cooking festivities she kept everyone smiling with her cute antics. Jill decorated the table with her beautiful table cloth from Egypt. She's our own fancy nancy.

The Kids Table!

The Adult Table. This years food was beyond good thanks to my families awesome cooking skills.

After we cleaned up cara and I found the wishbone and I say with great pride that I won and now I'm waiting for my wish to come true.

Happy Thanksgiving Eve!!!

This weekend I decided the best way to document my holiday experience was through various posts showing all my family's shenanigans. Today I woke up in thatcher and had to go to one of my classes cause one of my genius teachers decided the best way to make us all hate him was to have a test on the day before thanksgiving. Well Mr. sociology teacher mission accomplished.


So I show up to class ready to take the test and make a mad dash to my car when he decides to lecture for 30 min. Then he puts it up to a class vote if we want to stay for another 30 min lecture or just take the test and leave. I thought that no one would vote for the later choice, but it seems I underestimated the classes obnoxious suck ups. Five kids voted to stay and learn, who actually goes to class to learn, weird concept huh.


Anyhoo the class slackers and I voted the lecture idea down, so I took the test and scurried to the valley. When I got there I met up with the fam at our favorite hang out spot, COSTCO!!!


At Costco I found exactly what I'm getting Adam for Christmas. (he's like the younger brother I never had)

I also taught Madilyn how to pose for all the holiday pictures ha ha

After we dragged mom out of Costco we went home to cook for Thanksgiving. At home Jill came up with the coolest meal, its called dinner in a pumpkin. What we did was carve out a pumpkin and fill it with a mixture of meat, onions, cream of chicken soup, mushrooms, water chestnuts and different spices. After you fill the pumpkin up you put it in the oven to cook. Then you scrap it out of the pumpkin and scrap some of the warm soft pumpkin sides out too. It was SSOOOOO GOOD :)

This is everyone enjoying the wonderful meal......and Adam being......well Adam.

Later, Adam got a hold of an empty bottle the entertainment possibilities seemed endless. So This is a picture of him drunk...........and this is when he passed out. ( I think the main reasons we keep him around is simply for the laughs ;)

HALLOWEEN

Every year in the dorms there is a decorating contest for the scariest dorm room. This year my fellow community mates went a little over board. Our story line was that our dorm was a insane asylum, but it had to be condemned after one of the prisoners went crazy and butchered everyone and now it is haunted by their spirits. So the following pictures show how amazing and disturbing my roommates all are ha ha. (o and the finally product had strobe lights and creepy sounds that included laughter, screaming, lightning, and chains rattling coming from all around the room)

This is what people saw when they walked by our dorm.

This where we watch t.v.....and witness terrifying murders.

This is why they shouldn't allow guns in Insane Asylums. (I thought it was standard protocol but apparently not)

These are some of the dead crazies that are haunting the place.

O and this is my favorite, this is the table where the attending doctors performed surgeries on live victims. So on the table there is chains to hold them down and a variety of torture devices that they used. I don't know if you can see this well but there is an eyelash curler covered in blood and an eyeball thats been stabbed by a knive......now that is pretty sick

In order for them to do all of his our room was under constant construction for two weeks. And do you know what I did for two weeks.....sprinted straight to my room because it completely creeped me out.

Suicidal Statistics

I just finished my Statistics test and do you know that feeling that you get when you know you’re prepared and you know exactly what to expect on a test. So you go to your class with confidence and the most amazing thing happens when the teacher hands you your paper…..

You get it, every problem makes sense and is exactly what you’ve been expecting. Formulas that you spent hours memorizing come to mind within seconds. Your eyes fill with tears of gratefulness and your heart fills with joy. For that glorious hour you are a genius, an intellectual giant, no problem can thwart your personal mission for an A. And when the bell rings you leap out of your chair and skip to the teacher and hand in your highest score yet.

Well have you ever experienced that feeling…..

Yup neither have I

………I think I deserve chocolate

Saturday Surprises

This weekend I did two unexpected, crazy, and completely out of character things:

First, I woke up early on a Saturday…. 8:00 people!!!!

Second, I went to the gym after I woke up!!!!

I know most of you are sitting staring at this screen in unbelief, but belief it cause I couldn’t make this stuff up.

Since I had never been to the gym so early on a Saturday….or ever on a Saturday for that matter, I didn’t know what to expect. Usually every day of the week there is a certain crowd at the gym for example,

Monday’s are for all the girls who ate too much junk on the weekend and are determined to work out all week......but typically barely make it past Monday.

Tuesday = the regulars

Wednesday’s are the girls from Monday who are mad at themselves for missing Tuesdays work out.

Thursday’s = the regulars

Friday’s are for the girls who know they are going to eat to much on the weeked so they decided to get a head start on burning all those carbs.

This weekend I discovered that Saturday’s are for the elderly.

No joke I walk in and everyone is over 70 and most have canes and walkers to help them get from machine to machine. One guy even had someone carrying him around.

But my favorite person there was this little old lady who could not fathom leaving her pet parrot home so she brought him to the gym in his cage. Now that is a dedicated pet owner.

David and Goliath

Last night my roomies and I went to eat at the lunchroom and boy were we starving. Some people complain about the food, but I usually can find something really good to eat and being poor and underfed makes you love just about any kind of food that is given to you. Well when we got in line we discovered that it was quesadilla night!!! On these special occasions students are allowed to pick their toppings and have a special quesadilla made up just for them. The line for the quesadillas was much longer then the regular line, but I thought it would be totally worth it. I got to the front of the line and ordered mine with all the toppings I loved and continued to the wall to wait patiently as they cooked it.

Then came the football players from practice. Now these brutes like to cut in line and have on occasion stolen others ordered quesadillas that they have been waiting for. This has always upset me, but no one has been stupid enough to actually take mine so it’s never been a personal problem.

Until tonight when it got personal.

I’m standing waiting for about 10 minutes when Marisa tells me that someone has stolen my order and I knew it would be one of those insufferable football players. So I followed her pointed finger and found my thief.

A 6’8” 300lbs massive giant of a man, but this did not in the least discourage me from clamming what was rightfully mine. This is how the confrontation went down.

Me: Excuse me, is that you’re Quesadilla

Brute: umm….

Me: Cause I’m pretty sure its mine

Brute: uhhhhh….

Me: (with hand outstretched) can I have it back. Thank you

Brute: ( looking like a little boy who has been caught with his hand in the cookie jar) sorry.

BOOYAAA!!!

The quesadilla was retrieved.

(And even though it sounds like I was polite there was a lot of animosity in-between the pleasantries lol)