Thank God for Xanex

I have to say I'm a big ball of stress these days. Things have been, well, less than desirable lately. School is seriously kicking my tush. If I can make it through the next two weeks and get it all done, I'll be a happy girl. Then, I have the student teaching nightmare to worry about. Oh, the joys of life.

I'm so grateful for my family and friends at this point. I've been an absolute terror to deal with lately. I cry every five seconds and want to just scream and yell and be irrational. Everyone has been pretty patient with me, but I know that I gotta just calm down and let life run it's course. It WILL be ok. That's what I have to keep telling myself. Oh, and maybe gulp down a Xanex every once in a while, because Lord knows, I freaked out today. I mean, literally freaked out. I'm talking the whole hyperventilating-crying thing. It was not fun at all. Anyway, I'm so very lucky to have the support of my family and friends. I know not everyone can say the same, so I know that I can get through this with the help of them.

Ok, enough of the sap. Happy Friday (almost)!

You know you want more

Ok, so after a brief hiatus, I'm back with a few more things about me, because I know that you all care THAT much. Don't deny it.

92) I cry A LOT. I cry when I'm sad, when I'm mad, when I'm frustrated, when I'm hungry... I swear any emotion I cry at.

91) I love the Harry Potter books. I seriously have every one of them, plus all the movies. I seriously can't get enough of them and I'm sad that all the books are over now. At least I have a few more movies to look forward to, right? What can I say, I'm a big dork.

90) I have about a thousand nicknames. All my friends make up something to call me, my family calls me random things--Oscar, from my sis, because my tummy when I was little looked like little hot dog rolls, Boogers, from my dad, I still don't get this one and it's embarassing, Boobers, from my mom, because I cried all the time (and still do, apparently #92). I don't know why my name isn't good enough, but there's always a reason to come up with someone else. Hah.

89) I used to think that I would never wear makeup when I was a kid. I hated it, I hated the feel of it, it really wasn't my thing. Now, I don't know what I'd do without it, even though I still don't wear much.

88) I enjoy sports. I can't play them, because I'm extremely uncoordinated, but I like watching them and going to games, and sometimes trying to play when I feel the mood strike. The most fun thing is going to a game, drinking a beer and eating a hot dog. Love.

87) I would love to travel a lot or move away from MO, but I love being around the ones who I love and the ones who love me. I've lived in the same town almost all of my life. Everyone knows me and I know them. I love it, but wish that I was someone who could just pick up and move.

86) Thanksgiving is the best holiday. You get to pig out all day long, sleep and watch football. What more could you ask for?


Alright, folks, that's all I have for you today. This is harder than I thought.

I stole this from my sis.

Not that anyone really cares, but I'm going to copy off my big sis and tell you 100 things about me. Weird, I know.

100) I am extremely random. I say pretty much anything that comes to my mind. I don't try to be funny, sometimes I am saying what I think and it comes out as something that people think is funny. I'm honestly just expressing myself. Weirddd.

99) I absolutely love 80s movies. The Breakfast Club is my all-time favorite movie and I know every single word to it. I also love many, many others like Pretty in Pink and St. Elmo's Fire. I think that I was the missing member of the Brat Pack.

98) I was the biggest goody-two shoes ever growing up. I still am probably considered that way. I hardly ever got in trouble unless it was something my brother did and I was supposed to be watching him. I always got good grades, was always involved in school, and never really had too much to worry about. I didn't have the perfect family growing up, but somehow I turned out okay.

97) I am probably the most irritable person ever. I get really cranky about nothing and refuse to be around anyone. I wear my emotions on my face, so you can always tell when I'm mad or sad or happy, and definitely when I'm irritable. I try to pretend that I'm not most of the time, but almost anyone can tell.

96) I am an extremely private person. I have plenty of friends and live a good life, but I really don't like people knowing a lot of personal things about me. One thing in particular is my relationships. I don't like to broadcast who I'm dating or if I'm thinking of dating or anything. Even if we're together, I hate PDA and refuse to display my affection for the world to see. And I don't like my family meeting anyone that I'm not serious about being with.

95) I absolutely can't stand getting up early. I must have chosen the wrong profession, getting ready to become a teacher. I enjoy my sleep. I can't go to bed before midnight and I don't like waking up before noon, if I can help it. These last few months has been rough, actually have too many things to do.

94) I think my feet and hands have no blood circulating through them. Even in warm weather, they are both cold. And when it hits winter, forget about it.

93) I hate soap operas. I never have been able to get into them. I know so many women who just love them and have to watch them or record them so they can watch them every single day. I'm not knocking on those who do, but I seriously can not watch it for years and then watch one episode and still know what is going on. And, not only that, what is with them looking into one another's eyes for an extended period of time? Making eye contact with one person for a long time is kind of awkward, at least for me. Maybe I'm just strange.


Okay, that's all I can think of for now. Stay tuned... or not, for the next installment.

Oh, Halloween

Last night ended up being great amounts of fun, minus a few bumps in the road with a friend who is ridiculous. Otherwise wonderful! I went as a boxer (see the picture above!) and my best pal was a pirate. I ended up just looking like I was ready to go to bed, because it was a little annoying keeping the boxing gloves on. You win some and you lose some, right? It was pretty fabulous, though. Why is it, though, that the guy you like the most, has to be moving to Arizona? Argh. Oh well. He's a good friend, if nothing else. And I have a place to stay if I ever want to visit, which me and Jess will be doing in the summer. Holla.

We were at Chubby's this morning (it was 10am, I wasn't drunk, I promise) and I saw the grossest thing ever. This girl had on a shirt and it was little too short for her. Well I swear to God, she had hair sprouting from her midsection. It looked like pubic hair (I'm sorry that's disgusting), but it wasn't, it was right near her belly button. I seriously couldn't eat anymore after seeing that. Sick. Sorry if I grossed anyone out.

My parents literally got no trick-or-treaters. That makes me so sad. Our neighborhood used to kick ass with kids running around everywhere when I was young. I realize that we've all grown up, but man, our street and others was the bomb with the candy. Sadness. Oh well, more candy for this girl. And if I could still trick-or-treat, I totally would.

It's November now, so that means I need to get into gear and start getting my stuff done before it's December and I'm not caught up at all. If I can get it all finished by Thanksgiving, I'll be happy girl.

Totally random posts from this crazy random gal. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. It's time for sleep. Happy Friday, everyone!