Lousy No Good Nit-Pickers!

In the lunch room the athletes are always complaining about the food,

“Why does my meat have scales?”

“This isn’t supposed to be grey.”

“Last time I ate this I threw up.”

Blah blah blah blah BLAH!

I don’t know what their problem is. I simply step up and say. “I’ll take the brown stuff topped with the lumpy red sauce and the brownie …o it’s a roll?….ahh what the heck I’ll take that too.

I mean it’s not like the athletes are actually chewing it anyway; they’re really just gorging it down their gullet.

So what difference does it make if it’s a substitute meat product instead of the actual thing?

Enrique =)

Today I would like to introduce you to my personal Trainer, Enrique.


You may believe that every elliptical is the same, but you my friend are incorrect. Enrique is special and is the only thing that stands between me and the sophomore 20 lbs. Everyday Enrique fights a losing battle to my daily indulges of chocolate, popcorn, m&m's, oreos, little debbie snacks, and ice cream. Now I figured the very least I could do was dedicate a post to him :) So thank you Enrique and I apologize for yelling at you yesterday, you were only trying to help.

Ravings of An Innocent Game Worker

Something hilarious happened to me. Do you remember that guy from my work that never showed up for his shift? Well that same guy went to my boss and told her that I was being mean to him *snort*. He said I had rolled my eyes at the death of his girlfriend’s cousin and I had chastised him for his poor financial decisions.

This takes me back to when I was in second grade and a boy name Val tattled on me for calling him four-eyes. In my defense he wore glasses and he was a BOY named VAL. He should have just had a sign that said ‘make fun of me’ on it. Anyhoo that was the last time I’ve been tattled on until this moment.

But what’s really hilarious about this situation is nothing he said was true! I have barely said two words to this guy and neither of those words included an eye-roll. Luckily my boss has known me for longer and knew that I would never be mean to someone …….unless they really deserve it.

Physics (booooooooooooooo)

I hate physics, I can’t bear physics, physics is insufferable, I loathe physics, I detest Physics, I abhor physics.

If physics were a person I would squeeze lemon juice in its eyes and kick it really hard.

FYI: Indian accents arn't so cute when they belong to a Physics teacher who you can't understand!!!

Ravings of a Game Room Worker

Last week I was working my shift in the game room and I was supposed to end at 7. At 7:15 I realized that my replacement had bailed. Now this should not be too shocking since he showed up late the week before because his girlfriend’s sister died (or so he says).

But what really gets me is he came in at 6 during my shift to check when his shift started. Which makes me wonder why he did not just inform me then that he was going to be an irresponsible jerk who intended to leave me in the game room till 9:00 still trying to find a replacement?
I mean really how hard would it have been to say,

“Excuse me Lora, I’m just a stupid negligent boy who had decided to waste your time through my immature actions.”

To which I would have responded in saying,

“Sweet, now I will engage in calling my family and friends and telling them in advance why I do not like you.”

See I can totally be civilized; all you have to do is tell me in advance when you're going to ruin my night.

Anyhoo I guess I just have to be thankful that I got more money to put towards Europe!!!

NeOn PhEnoMeNoN :)

This weekend was the Neon Phenomenon Dance woot woot!!! My roomies and I decided we would get ready for this by purchasing cheap glasses in the shape of hearts and wearing them around. If you think this is strange you are not the first person to think so nor the last he he.

One of our community mates decided to take pictures of us and they are below. I have to say I am glad I wore them cause one guy who asked me to dance said that when he saw me from across the room with hearts coming out of my eyes he had to dance with me bahahahahahah.

.........This is sadly the smoothest line I have ever heard. (Also the guy was a friend so the comment, weirdly enough, did not make me feel as creeped out as it should have)




If you think I look awkward in this picture you should see me dance. Awkward and uncomfortable have been two ways people have described how my dancing makes them feel. (you think I would stop disgracing myself by now....but nope I thrive on public humiliation)

When the DJ started blowing bubbles into the crowd the first thing we did was run to pop them
.......and no I am not kidding.

As of now my roomies and i are comprising a list of why we don't have friends at EA and this instance ranks #4 (the full list will be disclosed at a later blog)

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.”