You Know You Have Been Playing Too Much ‘Mario Kart Wii’ When…

   For the past few weeks, ever since class’ got out i guess, I have been playing alot of Mario Kart Wii. Well today when I got on the highway to head to Durham for the summer I found myself doing alot of things that I would do on the famous game, Mario Kart. Here is a list of things that you might suffer from if you play Mario Kart too long. 

You know you have been playing Mario Kart Wii too long when:

–You enter the highway with an intense speed.

— When a motorcycle comes onto the highway you expect them to do a wheelie to get ahead of you.

— As you merge lanes, you try and drift off the car in front of you.

— All that’s going through your mind is, ‘Now where can I get me one of those question boxes?’

— You continuously look behind you to watch out for green, red, or blue shells coming to hit you.

— You swerve back and forth in the lanes to get in front of all the cars, no matter how dangerous it may be.

— You say ‘MAMA MIA’ ,just like Mario, as your passing all the cars.

— As you are approaching speed bumps, you increase your speed and except your car to do a trick off of it.

— When it rains so hard you can’t see you think it’s ink from a ‘blooper’.

— When it’s lighting you expect your car to shrink three times smaller.

   If you are suffering from any of these you may consider taking a few days off playing Mario Kart Wii, it could be bad for your health playing so much!

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My Review on ‘The Strangers’

   Stephanie, Freed and myself spontaniously decided to go watch a movie at the theatre yesterday afternoon. When we got there Freed suggested seeing ‘The Strangers’, he said that it was a scary movie but he hadn’t heard that much about it… neither had stephanie and I… so we decided to see just how scary it was.

   I can tell you what happen within the first 15 minutes but after that my head was tightly nudged into Freed’s armpit. I saw maybe a full 10 minutes after that. I can tell you that even though my eyes weren’t on much more than the right bottom corner of the screen the rest of the time, there was loud bangs and suspenseful music that made me jump, can’t tell you what was going on though. I’m pretty sure that when we left the theatre Freed’s left arm was bruised from me grabbing it and hanging on it for the whole 90 minutes of the film. 

   My suggestions on this film —> don’t go see it. Besides the fact that it was scary, it was also horrible! Hearing that it’s scary from me isn’t really saying much at all. I’m the one that got scared watching ‘Monster House’ (the animated movie that came out in ’06 about the house that ate things) and had to have my room mate sleep with me that night! In all fairness though ‘The Strangers’ was a sucky movie! I know I know… I didn’t REALLY watch it because my eyes were only focused on the bottom right corner of the screen the whole time, but take my word for it. It had no plot, no character development, no theme, and it wasn’t original! Plus the characters were slow to do everything!! It took three minutes to walk to the door and open it!!! Five minutes to make a phone call!! Ten minutes to get to the bedroom and hide!! I lost interest after a while. 

   I think the only GOOD thing that came out of this movie was the fact that Freed spent seven dollars to go see this and ended up have two girls on both sides of him squeezing his arms off!!! *laughs*

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How Much More Fun Can Golden Corral Get??

   I am leaving Wilmington in approximately four hours to go to Durham and than head to camp from there in about a week. I started packing earlier but it’s just a few odds and ends that need to be gathered to finish up and SURPRISE… I’m delaying packing by writing a blog. (That seems to be what I do best!)

   I’m writing to tell about the pretty amazing night I had last night with some of the coolest people ever! I went to dinner at Golden Corral with Sara, Alicia, Scott, Casey Caison, Steven, and Curly… it was interesting to say the least. Before we even GOT to dinner we lost scott. That’s right.. lost! He had a class to go yesterday and left his phone at our house, so the only way to get in touch with him was online, but the few times that I had a chance to get online to try and get in touch with him he wasn’t on. (Funny note here: I had texted Sara to tell her we were going to go when ever she got home from work and we found Scott. Her reply: “We lost Scott?!?!”) Luckily Alicia found Scott hiding out at his house. : )

   While we were at Golden Corral, Casey and I were heading up to the buffet to get seconds and we saw a HUGE (I mean EXTREMELY LARGE) piece of sausage on one of the plates. We had this great idea to take the WHOLE sausage on our plate and walk back to the table, than just start chewing on it! *Of course Casey would be the one doing this since i am a vegetarian* We didn’t do it (mainly because we probably would have been kicked out for hogging a whole sausage for ourself) but we were trying to think of other things in the restuart that we could steal. Like the big watermelons that were pilled in a box next to the fruit salad or the extremely large ham that was sitting next to the extremely large link of sausage. 

   Than while Sara and I got up to get dessert, which was sopose to be vanilla frozen yogurt but wasn’t because there was none left and the guys behind the counter wouldn’t fix it, I had an encounter with a little kid. A little kid that I didn’t know may I add. We were standing at the frozen yogurt machine turning knobs and knocking on the cold metal to try and make it give us something when a women walked by dragging her four or five year old daughter by the hand. As her daughter passed me she stuck out her arm and touched my butt! That’s right… literally touched my butt!!! MY BUTT! That is for my touching only AND SHE TOUCHED IT!! A LITTLE GIRL!! I turned to Sara and, once I pulled myself together from laughing, said, “That kid just touched my butt!”. She couldn’t do anything but laugh. THAN later on we realized that the girl and her family were sitting at the table right next to us. As they got up to leave I realized that the little girl wasn’t wearing any pants… a diaper yes… but no pants. My theory is that she wanted to try and steal my pants since aparenetly her parents forgot to put hers on her. 

   From that same family was a little boy. Younger than the daughter and much grumpier too! He was whinny and grumpy and cranky and any other words that describe an upset little kid. (Maybe he was upset because his parents put pants on him to go out to eat but not his older sister. Maybe he wanted that feeling of walking about free of those hot and sweaty pants legs stuck to his skin.) Sara claims that kid was hers! Not a child like that in the future. No no, that kid was in fact hers. She was making a plan to go steal the kid back and take it home to be with her once again. “Excuse me Sir, that little boy you have is mine. I’d like him back please.” What an argument that would bring up!!

   *Somewhere during dessert Casey & Sara starting bird calling in the middle of the restuart. Not really much to that, it was just really funny. Oh and people were turning there heads and starring at them as they made the WHOOO-WHOOO-WHOOO sound. hee hee hee*

   Finally as we were leaving the parking lot Casey, Alicia and myself were squeezed in the back seat of Sara’s car (trying to keep ourselves alive from Alicia’s farts) when I heard Sara say, “IS THERE A WAY OUT??”. We thought they had trapped us in the parking lot FOREVER!!! I was getting scared we would never get out of there when out of Sara’s car came big plane wings and an engine out of the trunk and we flew out to live happily ever after! Well it may not have happened like that, but after two laps around the building we finally found the hidden road that led us out. 

   Thanks for such a great night guys!! I’ll miss nights like those while I’m at camp this summer… but no worries. I’ll be back in three months when we can do it all over again! : )

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My First Burn Of The Year

   Wednesday day was my last day of work at the YWCA (YAAAAAY!!!!!), for now at least, and ever since than i have been spending the last two days at the beach! That’s right… that place that I live 10 minutes from but I never go to. Well now that I am our of school for the summer and I don’t have to work anymore my days are pretty much being spent playing at the beach.

 

   Good news is that I got some sun! Bad news is that… I got some sun! I went to the beach intending to get some sun on my pasty white body, but instead of just getting tan (like that darn bottle of tanning lotion said) I got burnt! Not everywhere though, just my stomach and my chest. But that’s good enough. I couldn’t stand the pain of being burnt everywhere!!!

 

   I’m sure most of you have gotten a sunburn that hurt like hell for the next couple of days. Those sunburns that affect the way you sit or walk or even sleep. Yep, that’s the kind of burn that I have. Last night I couldn’t even sleep!!! I woke up quite a few times in the night with pain shooting through my skin. I couldn’t sleep on my stomach because… well IT’S BURNT. I couldn’t sleep on my side because my shoulders are burnt. I can’t sleep on my back (just can’t do it, I can’t remember the last time I fell asleep on my back), even though I tried last night and prayed that it would work… but it didn’t. I had to go commando last night because I my underwear were rubbing against the burn!!!! That’s bad when you can’t wear underwear!!! 

 

   I can tell you who my best friend as been through all of this. My good buddy, Aloe! After I got burnt a slight burn Thursday I figured I would need it if we went to the beach again on Friday, so I went ahead and prepared myself. I put my two bottles of aloe vera in the fridges to get nice and chilled before we headed back out to the beach. I DID put sunscreen on, so don’t lecture me about that, my skin is just so darn sensitive to the sun that I need to put sunscreen on TWICE has much as the next guy! Which apparently I didn’t do. Oh and here’s something interesting… my eyes get burnt too! Yes… My eyeballs get sunburnt when I’m in the sun too long! How crazy is that?? They turn pink/red when they have been exposed to the suns hard core rays for too long. Doesn’t happen much over the winter, but during the summer when I’m at the beach or at camp life guarding… RED EYES! I look like a freaking zombie!! You know those kinds that have lasers coming out from their eyes and shoot you to freeze you… maybe I’m thinking of an alien. Either way, it’s quite interesting. 

 

   We’re planning of getting a group of friends together and heading to the beach on Sunday and than on Monday for Memorial Day but before than I need to go out and find some HARD-CORE sunscreen… like SPF 200… because I am determined not to get burnt again!!!

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The Dirty Secret Behind Letter Stamps

   Every time you lick a letter stamp did you know you actually gain calories? That’s right… you are actually adding to your body fat. It’s disgusting really.

 

   I read somewhere that one stamp only consist of 1/10th of a calorie (that’s 10 whole stamps to make one calorie… for you slow minded people). I don’t think it would effect you all that much, but either way you ARE gaining something in your body just from a single stamp! The same place that I read this, it said that some people in Israel are very cautious with how many calories they intake a day and some even count the calories from letter stamps! How serious can you get??

 

   It is also said that licking an envelope will put a whopping 3-5 calories in you! I’m not sure if I believe this one or not, but in all fairness if a stamp equals 1/10th of a calorie, than yes… i can see that an envelope would cost you about 4 calories.

 

   If you are a serious weight watcher than maybe you should just think about focusing your diet on stamps and envelopes. You get less calories that way PLUS you can mail your letters out without worry of any added pounds from other things… like food. No, you wouldn’t get to eat the stamps (unless your just that crazy) but you would be loosing the weight. *NOTICE: This is not professional advice! If you are serious about loosing weight please consult your doctor!*

 

   So next time you are at the post office getting ready to buy stamps and envelops think about the “peel off the back and stick them on” ones. In the long run they may save you a few pounds!       

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I am Energy Drink Free!

   I have great news!!! I have just recently realized that I went the WHOLE ENTIRE semester without an energy drink!! That’s amazing for me!

 

   Last semester I had more energy drinks than I could count. That’s all that was in our recycling box, energy drink cans. Before I became a vegetarian I explored all kinds of energy drinks (Rockstar, Full Throttle, Monster, Vault, Boo Koo, and of course Red Bull), but just as christmas holiday started up last year I found that most energy drinks have taurine (which can be found in the tissue of many animals) in them. Maybe that’s why I haven’t been drinking alot of energy drinks, because of the animal products in them, but on the other hand there are a few drinks that have organic taurine (like Red Bull). *Just a little lesson on that*

 

   I have found that energy drinks are a good profit for grocery stores, espicially during finals week! The week of my finals I went to the UNCW library twice and BOTH times I saw people with six packs of energy drinks…. four were already gone by the time I walked by them about 1am! I have probably had two in one night. I think any more than that and I would be sick (You have to remember that most energy drinks are bigger than the normal 12oz. soda can). 

 

   I believe that i can certainly go a whole year without energy drinks, but for now a semester is good enough! I like my energy drinks!!! : )

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Scared To Be By Myself

    Well tonight I was going to write a blog about Energy Drinks, which I still will do in the near future, but things changed when I got home from work.

 

   I had our sliding glass door open getting some fresh air into our house while I was cooking dinner. I had just put my cheese quesidia in the toaster oven when I heard someone say, “Excuse me, maim.” I turned quickly to our patio and saw a lady standing right at the door way with her ciggerate in her hands. “Do you have a cell phone that I could borrow?” she continnued. I walked towards her and asked, “Is everything alright?”. “Well, I just got beat up.” That’s all she would say. Now I believed her for a bit, but as I handed her my house phone to make a phone call and as she was sitting on the cooler on our patio redialing this number I noticed no evidence of a beating. There was a mark on top of her right eye, but it looked a few days old. Nothing new.

 

   “Why don’t you try calling 911” I suggested, but she said that she had already called them and talked with them for the past two hours. She said they couldn’t do anything about it since they don’t know who it was that beat her up. I started really thinking about it when she was waiting on the phone for an answer, ‘what if she has something in her pocket she is going to wimp out at me… or if she is just waiting for me to turn my back so that she can run inside and take something.’, that’s why i went against offering her a glass of water. She said she lived here, so i assumed that once she got back to her place she could get her own glass of water.

 

   As she handed me back my phone and got up to leave she said something along the lines of, “These men around here… they’re just bigger than women… it’s like we don’t even have a chance against them. They will just beat you up.” I said something like, “Well I wish there was something more I could do for you, but if you have already called the cops i don’t think there is really anything I can do.” “No, No” She said, “I’m not asking you to do anything. I just wanted a phone to call my friend. I would do the same for you.” For some reason that last line freaked me out just a bit. Maybe it was just stranger love, i don’t know, but the way she said it I guess is what freaked me out.

 

   Alicia and Sara left yesterday morning for about a week so I’m in my apartment by myself until tomorrow night (when Stephanie comes for a bit). I am tempted to call someone and have them spend the night here so I won’t be by myself, but at the same time I’m not as freaked as I was right after it had happened. I think I’ll be ok. I hope I’ll be ok. 

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In Memory of ‘The Cuteness’

   I write today to share the news that our pet mouse, ‘The Cuteness’, has died.

 

   It’s been a tough struggle for ‘The Cuteness’ for the past few months because in March (or the end of February) we found out that she had mites. I was actually surprised that she lasted this long because it seemed that the medicine that was given to her wasn’t working well. I am glad that she did last this long though. I didn’t realize how much I would miss her until now. I know she’s just a mouse, but she was our mouse. I cared for her everyday and talked to her everyday as if she was my child. (I’m sure you all talk to your pets too, don’t laugh)

 

   I found her lying quite still in her cage this morning before I left for work and that’s when I found she had gone. Even though I knew she was dead, I was still waiting for her little heart to start beating again and see her chest rise and fall to show that she was indeed alive. But the truth hit me hard, she wasn’t with us anymore. And even though on my way out the door I knew she was gone, I still talked to her saying, “I’ll be home this evening, The Cuteness” like I always did when I left the house. I guess I just didn’t want to accept that fact that our little mouse had died.

 

   I keep telling myself that it’s a good thing that she is gone for the mere fact that she isn’t in any pain anymore. For the past few months she has been scratching her skin to the point where most of her fur has fallen off and in just the past couple weeks her has been hopping around her cage, just using her front two paws, as opposed to walking with all four. I think we found that she has lost use of her back two legs.

 

   Last night I actually prayed to God that he would take her so she wouldn’t be in any pain anymore. I told The Cuteness not to be scared and that all her other little mousy friends that she has outlived (Stuart, Rocket, Bessy and Chester) would be waiting for her in Mousy Heaven. Now that The Cuteness is there I am actually happy. I do miss her and I will always love her, but now she with all her other mouse friends and she isn’t in any pain and she may actually have all her fur back! : )

 

   The Cuteness, I will miss you so much and I will love you forever!! Now you can watch over us like we have watched over you for so long now!

*hugs and kisses*

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I Now Love Umbrellas!

  First of all let me start out by saying Congrats to my sister for finishing off her four years at UNC-Chapel Hill today! : ) YAY!

 

   Now to the meaning of this blog. Umbrella’s. What nifty little things! Even though they don’t block the wind as well as a poncho or a raincoat, they keep you fairly dry! I’ll be honest, i haven’t held an umbrella in months… years probably. Always felt goofy holding a stick with a rain blocker on the other end. But actually, today I found that they aren’t so shabby. Sitting in a downpour rainstorm from an hour and a half waiting for Sarah’s graduation to start, and than sitting through the actual ceremony for not even 30 minutes, i grew quite close to my umbrella. (They shortened the ceremony from about 2 and a half hours to about 30 minutes because of the rain. The guy speaking said, “This will be the shortest graduation at UNC in the history of graduations!” and than he started flipping through the program, literally flipping, skipping almost everything!)

 

   Through out the day, i’ll admit, I did get wet. Umbrellas aren’t magic you know. When i was sitting in the stands at the football stadium the rain dripped down the umbrella and onto my butt, so of course when I stood up to find Sarah in the crowd of UNC blue robes it looked like I peed in my pants. That was nice, a great refreshing *cold* feeling when I sat back down. Than when I was walking out of the stadium I was trying to avoid this monster of a puddle, a lake really, by walking along the curb. A guy walking by was in a huge hurry and shoved me right off the curb into the puddle! (I think he pushed me because I was just a good target to soak in the puddle!) My jeans got wet… drenched I should say… from the bottoms almost about half way to my knees!!! So at this point in time not only is my butt dripping with rain water, now I have an extra five pounds of water on each leg that I am dragging around! It was a great feeling, let me tell you! After that i didn’t really care if I walked through puddle or not, my pants were already wet!

 

   Umbrellas AREN’T magic, and even though I got drenched by the downpour of rain, it was fun waving it around in the stadium so Sarah could find where we were sitting and twirling it in my hands making the water fly off every which way, and not to mention pretending to be Mary Poppins! That was probably the best!!! The wind was so high at times I though it was going to pick me up and maybe I could fly like Mary Poppins!! How could would that be?

 

   I do have to give kudo points to Sarah and one of her room mates Adam. No, this has nothing to do with umbrellas but it’s awesome so don’t stop reading here. Adam brought his British flag to graduation and waved it in the air, that way we could find them when they sat among the 4,000 graduates! They were telling afterwards that all the graduates sitting around them were on their phones with their parents trying to tell them where they were sitting and eventually said, “There is a guy waving a British Flag near me!” That’s a classic! Oh and Sarah said that while she was carrying it to graduation, her and Adam passed a girl who said, “Look! It’s the confederate flag!” ::laughs::. They are quite different my friend!

 

   Despite the rain, puddles and being soaked it was a wonderful day! I think the next time it rains I’ll forget about the poncho and grab my umbrella! *Plus they are so much more fun to play with* 🙂

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I Biked 10 Miles Today and I Feel Great!

   This morning I woke up at 5:45 and couldn’t go back to sleep. I decided since I was up and it didn’t look like I was going back to sleep that I would bike the four miles to school to take my very last part of my very last final of the semester.

 

   I had biked downtown before, but never with a book bag full of books! I thought I would be alright with my text books hugging my back, but in reality I didn’t really know how many books I had to bring to school today. My math final was open book so of course I had that book, plus three other books that I planned on selling back to the book store. (One of those three books I sold to a class mate who was taking that course next semester.) When I went to sell my book back though they wouldn’t take ANY OF THEM!!! NONE! ZIP! ZERO! So I had to lung three text books all the way back!!

 

   While I was biking down Market St. an odd thing happened. I was on my way home with music from my ipod streaming into my ears as I pushing myself up a steep hill (it wouldn’t have been so bad if I didn’t have THREE TEXT BOOKs in my bag!) A man, who looked to be homeless, was sitting on a concrete wall in front of a buisness building. As I got closer to him I saw him glancing at me. It was too late for me to cross the street, so I had to bike past him. I wasn’t scared really, I just didn’t want him to pull some crazy thing on me! Well right has I got up close to him he stood up, starred right in my eyes and put him right thumb up… he was trying to hitch a ride is what he was doing. When he did this I just strolled right past him, smiled and nodded. After a few seconds I glanced behind me to see if there were any cars and there weren’t… you know what that means? He was trying to hitch-hike on my bike!!! MY BIKE!! What in the world was he thinking?!?! “Oh yes sir, I will take you where you need to go. Just hop up here on my handle bars!” HA… He made me laugh.

 

   All in all it was a really good 10 mile bike ride. (oh… it was only eight miles to get to school and back but then I biked over to a store afterwards which is a mile away from our house which equals 10). I got ALOT of personal thinking done! I’ve found that when i get really angry or annoyed the best thing for me to do is run or bike or swim, which is why I decided to bike today. (Besides the fact that I was saving the enviroment by not driving 🙂 and gas money!) The last couple of days have been a little hectic for me. For those of you who may be reading this who I have either ignored or yelled at or maybe just stayed away from… I’m sorry. I want to apologize because I realized today (at about mile 3) how much i’ve kept to myself this week. Last week I had a heart-to-heart conversation with one of my room mates and we both agreed that we should talk more, but this week I haven’t even talked to her at all! I’ve barely even seen her! It makes me sad when I don’t see my room mates. I live with them and barely see them… both of them. It’s all crazy really.

 

   Well thanks for reading my post about that freaky homeless guy and my apology splurge. It will all be alright. I know it.

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