note to my homework

**i know 'your' should be 'you're' but hey, i got it off weheartit, okay?!?!

i hate college.
next to the word 'sham' in the dictionary meaning "something that is not what it purports to be; a spurious imitation; fraud or hoax" should be the words: see college.
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college, you sneaky bastard, you don't fool me.

random *tatTues* & indifference & gosh! i'm a negative nancy

OMG,

today's

*tatTUES*

almost

didn't

happen.

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a family BBQ with mom, sis, & the aunties

took place today.

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when those happen,

who's got time to BLOG??

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not me,

but here i am,

because i am.

[side note: i love that one, above]

*

goodness.

i think this might be my last *tatTues*.

[maybe not, but...]

*

i just didn't feel like bloggin' about tatts

today, but had to, 'cause

i kinda told you i wuz gonna.

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whatever!

*

if i blog about 'em, i do.

if i don't, i don't.

*

insert

this post

where

i am bart simpson writing on a chalkboard

*

tatts are cool.

i want one.

i probably won't get one.

the end.

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my blog sucks.

*

[today, anyway]

*

GOSH!

note to self

*APPeTiZeR*TeST*

for my sister & my

*new*

restaurant gig,

we need to study the friggin' menu.

**

[i mean, i guess it would be good to know the food you're serving and selling]

**

today is

the quiz on APPeTiZers.

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probably going to look something like this:

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i'd much rather post about

my awesome pool day yesterday

with Tomas, Jamina, little Max & Berlin,

but

that'll

have

to

wait

'til

a

later

date.

***

for today,

i needed to post something,

and i do have

to study the appe-tizzles, fo' shizzle

so, here's a post on some.

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lame?

whatever.

these above actually look like the SportsGrill's

Buffalo Fried Shrimp

appetizer,

in which eight pieces of shrimp

are tossed with Buffalo Sauce

and served with Blue Cheese dressing.

[Buffalo Sauce is made with Frank's Buffalo Sauce and butter.]

[our Blue Cheese Dressing is made with blue cheese, mayo, vinegar, and Wor-ches-test -ester-shire sauce. HowTF you say dat??!!]

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I can't wait to try those.

*

i love shrimp.

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moving along...
something you will always see on a menu

at a SportGrillBarPubJoint place

is gonnabe

*NACHOS*

ours consist of fresh tortilla chips, smothered with cheddar cheese, guacamole, Pico de Gallo, black beans, sours cream, and BBQ sauce.

you can add BBQ pulled pork or our Championship chili to the Nachies for an additional $4.95.

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gosh, I don't wanna be studying this damn thing anymore.

heck!

i don't wanna be workin' in the restaurant biz anymore...BUT, mama don't got her own classroom yet, so SuMMeRs leave me bone dry.

No $$dolla doll$$ comin' in, and too much going out. [i'm like America]

ANYWAY...

...HaPPy FrY...

...and I leave you with a list of the rest of the apps i gotsta study about:

• chicken wings with blue cheese dressing
• chicken wing sampler
• spinach and artichoke dip
• pulled pork sliders
• crawfish and cheddar hush puppies
• homemade chicken fingers
• philly cheese steak egg rolls
• french onion soup
• guacamole with chips
• jalapeno bottle caps
• house salad
• iceberg wedge
• grand slam appetizer platter

*quicksand*

my college class is quicksand,

slowly devouring my being.

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i go to class,

helpless to do anything but sit and wait for 7 o'clock,

for the whole circus act to be over.
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*

i have my huge, final project due tomorrow.

it's been sucking the life and the vibrancy from my mood,

the time i savor for my beloved running and biking,

the color from my face [no, literally it has. i look so God damn pale.]

and...

..what else?

i can't think.

[another side-effect of sham college.]

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*

i wanna salsa dance.

*

i wanna get my ass on my bike.

*

i want it to be Thursday already.

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*

**[deep sigh]**

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happy Tuesday, i guess.

*hectic*

i wanted to apologize for my lack of posting.

so sowwry.

my world's been...hectic?

...haa haa...

the word doesn't seem to measure up.

*

i've been doing a crazy whole bunch of subbing.

[*yay* $$]

hopefully

it's leading to my

own classroom come fall,

[cross ya fingers for me, ya'll]

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also,

i started my just-June

summer college class

which is proving...To. Be. Brutal.

the amount of work this woman is

assigning us to complete

in three weeks time is

inhumanly possible.

yet...

here i go.

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also,

my dad's cousin just passed away yesterday.

she was in the hospital for

the past month from some

mysterious disease.

like, seriously, they

had no idea what she had.

scary.

she was my mom's age.

i will be wrapped up with that this weekend, as well.

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my point being:

i love you all for reading.

your comments really are like

kisses and hugs for my soul,

and

sorry i've been/might be a little absent from HERE.

i want nothing else at some points in my day

to STOP,

find a computer,

and blog blog blog away.

[especially the rest of my LAKE HOUSE weekend. oh, it was grand.]

*

this is the first time since blogging,

i feel like i'm not able to get HERE

when i want.

*

foo.

*

so...

love yous.

don't forget it.

thank you always for reading

and for your fab-bu comments.

*

I'll be back with

posts upon posts soon,

and

I can't wait to have the time

to check yo' blogs & read all about your

wonderful adventures!

*

trying to keep it together,

*amanda*

me? a fashion blogger?

okay,

from the looks of these pictures,

clearly NOT.

**

**

hear me out, though...

**

**

this was my camping outfit,

there's nothing 'fashion' about it,

but it's clothes...

...and this is only my SECOND attempt

at an outfit post

[here's my first...bwaahaa!]

so...keep reading even though the clothes are

nothing but function

[functioning as a shield from the rain, wind, and freezingness]

**

**

I

thought

about what to wear,

which I think

makes it kind of a fashion statement.

**

**

Furthermore,

I thought

about taking photos

---YES, even of this ugly outfit---

which I think

grants me some fashion-blogging points.

[+1 for courage, +2 for effort]

**

**

Plus,

I think

my posing

is much better

this time around

than

the first.

Haa haa!

But

what

do I

know?!

**

**

either way,

have fun

making-fun

of

the "L"oser

I am.

[it's completely harmless

if I don't hear it.]

**

**

...and HEY, YA'LL,

i don't think these would've been so bad if
I was wearing some fabulous Zac Posen dress
& Michael Kors heels.
**
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[I'll get on that.]
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outfit: [boots - about 8-year old pink wellies from Ricky's; hat - my sister's JETS hat her boyfriend bought her; sweatshirt - my St. Mary's High School Volleyball team sweatshirt; pants - navy blue velour (worn over black stretch pants & knee high socks -- it was freezing out, ya'll); jacket - Columbia-brand windbreaker (it's Tomas's dad's)...you should've seen what I ended up wearing by nighttime...my Northface bubble coat underneath the windbreaker...really & honestly & truly NOT CUTE.]

pretty sure this was me, in my *past life*

I was Asian.

I was thinner.

I wore dresses allll the time.

I looked perfect right-out-the-shower.

[pic here]

I must've been a bitch, though, because I came back as me, now.

[I think this kind of thinking is HELLA useless & a waste of time, but I'm only human, & sometimes I gotsta get it out of my head and somewheres else!!]

I'm already over it.

Love love LoVE...and {{deep breath in, deep breath out}} Friiiiiiiiday.

me *venting*...[sorry]

i hate complaining,

but i need to vent!

i fuckin' swear!

this is the exchange that just

went down between my computer and i:

me: {enter}

-i start to write-

computer: {un-enter}

-wtf?-

(repeat, times 14)

ARGGG!

and

I have to say it here:

I fuckin' hate the computer settings shit

that goes down without my approval on this computer.

Like, notice how this post has NO SPACES??!??!!??!

Well, I put them in, but when I post, they disappear.

Like, "Fuck you, Amanda, we don't want no spaces!"

***

also, I can't copy/paste shit when in BLOG-typing mode.

I just tried to {ctrl + P} some text, and

it PUBLISHED it instead of pasting it.

I'm soooo PMS-ing right now.

i have 3 giant ZiTS [and counting] in between

my eyebrows to prove it!!

******

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[ever notice **these fuckin' stars** all the time?

usually, I don't mind putting them, & they're kinda cute,

but i put them because all the spaces i

put in between lines get ignored!

ANNOYING!!]

*****

*****

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so anyway,

back to my original venting before i

had to stop and vent about damn Blogger inconveniences:

after work yesterday,

i come home and slowly develop a headache...

a massive,

really bad one

[which - btw - I'm chockin' up to Dunkin' Donuts' Cappuccino Blast.

I went to Dunkin for a SMALL one yesterday,

but the middle-aged Dunkin Donuts man has a crush

on my sister and me and

gave me the UBER JUMBO drink instead

of the small one i wanted

because he thinks that's 'flirting' or 'being smooth'.

God!

No!

I'm one fuckin' person!

I wanted a small!]

******

*****

***

anyway...

worst night's sleep i had in a while

woke up in the middle of the night,

didn't go back to bed for the next four hours,

finally

did

get

back

to

bed

only

to wake up because i had a

dream that my boyfriend was cheating on me.

i texted him as soon as i woke up

read some BLOGs that are sooo much better than mine

and because i'm in the mood

i'm in, it made me green with envy...an emotion

that is...human, yes...but a waste of time, in my opinion...

...then my boyfriend calls me back

and i'm already in a volatile state because of

whatever, but

he laughs at my dream,

and i hate that he laughs,

and i want him to reassure me in my fragile state,

something like,

"Baby, I love you and you are the best girl for me ever,

you're so beautiful, and I would be a fool to cheat on you."

instead, he's like,

"alright...

...i gotta do some laundry."

i know the boy didn't cheat, but I said,

"You know, you could tell me you love me, you know."

and HE SAID...

[[argfiuaglhglhgldifghksjgb]]

"...Baby, I said I love you so many times yesterday...'

***

THIS IS WHERE I LOST IT and was LIKE,

"Okay, so let me get this straight,

because you told me yesterday...what does that mean?

That you have a three-day pass not to have to say it?

You should be BEGGING ME to let you say it one more time!!"

God.

It ended with a few more choice, attitude-filled words and an abrupt hang up.

I hate that.

I'm now faced with my Saturday,

and...i'm pissed, to say the least.

i'm supposed to go to the mall with my Bitt,

which normally would probably lift my spirits,

but my room needs cleaning, as does prob a million other

things i should be mentioning,

and remember...i have no money, so...I can't even buy

those earrings for $4.80 at Forever21 that

would lift my spirits even a little.

I'm such a total bitch for complaining.

This post sucks, actually.

Ignore this post.

i assume, though, if you've read this far,

you didn't ignore this post,

and then i say thank you for

tolerating my obnoxiousness.

I'm well aware of it,

but sometimes, you got to air it out,

like a sheepskin coat, i suppose.

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i feel uber-sensitive this morning,

and longing for something

i don't have,

but i don't know what that something is.

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oh no!

a cliche.

i hate cliches.

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ignore this post, really.

**

on to the next one.