Sunday, October 26, 2008

Throw'n You Up On What's Going On...


Okay, so I haven't posted for a bit while being here in Minot. We had our first scrimmages this weekend and they were a big eye opener for all of the team. We didn't play so well as a team and they worked us over for the most part. I think it is going to be even a bigger eye opener this next weekend, it is our first game of the pre-season so we will see how well that goes. These past couple of weeks have been a little rough. I have been homesick, but I've learned that you can't avoid the birds of sorrow from flying over your head but you can determine if they make a nest on your head or not. I am learning to try to let the little things go and just worry about the big things. so funny story:
The other night I received a text from my roomates telling me where they were and they wanted a ride to the Tap. So I decided to go hang out with the girls cause I hadn't done that in a long time. When I arrived I of course received the famous Shirley Temple (It's my usual these days) and had fun chatting with people, even those that tried to "trick" me with hard questions about the church (that is also a usual these days). Then we went to the tap because it was LJ's 21st, there was no one there so the girls and the boys wanted to go back to the O. We only had a half hour left of bar time so I figured we would leave right after that. Well according to all drunks they get hungry and get massively hungry, honestly it looks like they haven't eaten for days the way they scarf that food down; even mac and cheese tastes like Olive Garden's Five Cheese Ziti al Forno. Anyways, Whitney wanted to go to the also midnight or one o'clock usual, Taco Johns, for those of you that don't know what this place is like it's a nastier version of Taco Bell. So we were waiting for the five star lean cuisine meal, when all of a sudden I heard this awful burp with a fountain of water (alcohol in this case) come out of LJ who two seconds before was passed out in the car. Then shrieks came from Kenzie who got out of the car and walked cause according to her the house was three blocks she, the athletic track and basketball star, wasn't running. LJ then proceeded to defend himself by saying "I didn't throw up, I just spit..." Yeah and I'm Carrie Underwood (which I did get told I had a beautiful voice like hers at Karokee, hahaha I love drunk ppl they think a monotone hick is the best singer a live!) So I took him home, went to Kenzie who by the time I got home was in a new outfit and ready to go for the rest of the night until she began crying about the throw up experience. Which I can understand why she did I mean I can't imagine anybody not loving to have green beans and alcohol spewed all over them. This is where the funny part comes in, I of course the sober one laughed at the situation, which in turn caused Whitney to laugh, which then of course lead to the effect of tick'n Kenzie off. She screamed at Whitney who then proceeded to say "At least your washable! My car isn't!" ... TIMEOUT!... Has anybody ever heard of carpet cleaner for a car?? That of course made me laugh harder which made kenzie more upset. She screamed at Sam who by this time had come to calm her down. "The sober one is laughing and I don't think it's funny!" What did that cause me to do, yeah laugh harder and Whitney too. No more than 10 minues later we were all laughing in the kitchen again about the whole situation... drunks are also like little kids for Kenzie they forgive and forget just like that. For Whitney walking can be a challenge and the ground is one of their best known enemies cause it makes them trip consistantly! So that's beent he excitement lol, other than that I teach piano, go church, do homework, clean and play ball. Remember "It is the things in life for which we are compelled to struggle that generally are worth the most to us." and "Be not faithless, but believing, in your cappacity as a son or daughter of God to learn so that you may go forth to serve. Look up and go forward."

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Blond or Brown, you take your pick...

Okay so here's the new style. I decided while shopping for
some new hair spray that I wanted to dye my hair. I have been debating this for quite some time now for the fact that I like my hair brown and well a certain someone does not. I knew I needed to do something now or forever hold my peace. So at midnight I finished applying all the chemicals and sat for 45 minutes to allow it to work its magic by 1 this is how I looked. You can decide whether you like it better dark or blond and let me know, for now though since it's
Winter and I wanted a change... speaking of wanting change I don't think I really did lol i woke up numerous times last night all in all only to find my hair dark in the mirror I don't know if I thought it was a dream or it was a dream inside of a dream but I did feel funny after waking up this morning hahaha. but I'm glad for the change, besides i can change back by March :)

Friday, October 3, 2008

Go BIG or Go HOME!

Micheal and me, my first attacker!


My little sister and me. Man, do we look fierce or what?!?!




K, so I know this event is really old but I thought I'd let you all get a taste of how tough I am.... lol or how stupid I am :D
My brother in law has this fascination with paint balling and decided since I have never been, it would be a nice going away activity. So the event started out great. I was sneakily and quietly moving onto my victim good old Sethie-Poo. He was hiding openly behind a tree trying to shoot my teammate. I went in for my attack, I heard the sound of another gone going off near me, only problem those paint balls were headed for me. So I ran to a bush to find my opponent. As I turned the corner I found the perpitraitor and fired. The war had begun. I the unexperienced victim tried to hide behind a tiny bush thinking it's twigs could hide my massive body. It didn't and those tiny paint balls nailed me. I did manage to hit my victim once in the back but his wounds compared nothing to mine. Oh but my days of glory were yet to end! I found a SWEET hiding place, a small crounching spot in between to bushes, and fired at my unknowing brother in law. HIT! Nailed him in the leg! However, his teammate was right behind and fired at me causing yet another massive wound, yet not as big as my first wound. So these are the bruises... biggest one from the first attack, second largest from my second attack, and third well somewhere in between all of that.





I did learn one not to wear tight pants, two not to hide behind punnie bushes, and third come prepared. All in all it was a fun event, except I do have the reminders, large bumps on the side of my legs! It is an event I will never forget!