Thursday, August 28, 2008

Dancing with 2 left feet

Sorry about all of the serious business last night....booooooo.

You know, I went a wedding this past weekend, and at the reception there was a jazzy/Motown band. They were great! You should have heard the lead singer doing "R-E-S-P-E-C-T". OOOO We. So, you know after some liquid confidence, I was cutting a rug the best I know how Motown style. Everyone was dancing so we were getting into it, or I was. Well, a girl walks by on the dance floor and says "You're doing good!!"...I looked at her like Whaaaaaaaaaat? Do I sense sarcasm or are you just feeling so good that you think I look like an exceptional dancer? I'll be honest, I'm not real coordinated. I don't' have good eye-ball coordination, so I never played sports with balls. I can't carry a tune. As a matter of fact, I don't even know what a tune is. Count the beats? What beats. I can't hear the beats. I consider myself a little better dancer than a person w/ 2 left feet, but they definitely wouldn't allow me on Dancing with the Stars. (let me get off track real quick; what about Mario Lopez practically owning that show, and the animal show where they do tricks!!-Man o Man, Saved by the Bell did Slater some good)....Back to me, I do love to sing though. It makes you feel so much better when you're having a great, sucky, or crazy day!

You know, I wash my hands at least 42x a day, and I say that almost honestly! Seems a little crazy, I know. Call me Monk or Jack Nicholson in that movie where he's scared of germs. I have to have a fan on at night. I don't like complete silence. I believe every girl should apply lotion after getting out of the shower. It will keep you youthful and soft. I love to sleep- I really do. I get really nervous when I'm ordering a restaurant, hell, even at fast food. Indecisive should be my middle name. Unsweet tea, water, or diet coke...Oh NO! I just don't know! I don't mind doing laundry because I enjoy the way the smell when they come out of the dryer. My closet is organized by summer-fall-winter-spring clothes, then style, pattern, color. I keep my black shoes on one side and my brown ones on other. I never wear brown and black together, however, I'll sport black with my wallabees every now and again. My favorite color is blue-green, aka turquoise. I would be robin's egg blue, though, if I was in the Crayola crayon box.

Throughout my education, I've taken 7 semesters of el espanol. It's very befitting since I'm 1/4 Mexi. I love to exercise my skills at any time or place. I stopped some Mexicans in the gas station because they were wearing soccer uniforms, which is sweet, so I asked them all about it. "Ohhh, el futbol, si?" I said. "Bueno suerte" I said. (Good luck!). I spoke to a Mexican at a restaurant one time, and after margaritas, I was ready to go on all night. At the end, I asked him if he could understand me. He said, Oh, I'm from Honduras. Everyone makes fun of me in the kitchen bc I don't speak their Spanish. I think to myself, you really just let me go on for 30 minutes, and you DIDN'T even understand me??!? HAHAH! Anyway, I do love to speak Spanish.

Have a good weekend, everyone!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

OHHH Life

Squirrels are wayyyyy overpopulated and too domesticated. GROSS! I hate squirrels. You know, I saw one in the middle of parking lot not too long ago just a cruising around. There were no trees, aka acorns, around...What was he looking for? They are not scared to come around humans or even run in front of cars. I don't hit them intentionally because I hate the way it feels when your tire runs over something, especially an animal (HA! JK I've only hit one squirrel in my entire life- remember, I just like to hit the curbs). I wouldn't mind if they became endangered though. (Sorry SPCA or PETA (sp?) Also, if you're ever on a walking trail, they just seem to fly from tree to tree...and one day they may take your head over a tree. Granted, we are tapping into their environment, but there's no reason for a squirrel to be in the middle of the city just enjoying itself sitting on the parking lot curb.


Okay, back to reality. Today, I listened to 3 speakers- a Nurse of Ministry of Wellness & Health, and 2 reverends who incorporate their church and doings with helping the less educated and homeless. I felt proud to see that a nurse had taken so much initiative within her congregation to create events such as blood glucose/cholesterol checks/nutrition checks/ and even prostate/depression checks which would usually be taboo in a church setting. Now, one of the reverends spoke of the homeless and filled us with tons of statistics. Since, I'm a future nurse, I do have great compassion for people, especially the population that wants to get/make better for themselves. Well, in a classroom of 200+, you can see how things would get a little heated. We discussed the percentage of the homeless that were addicts/non-addicts. I was surprised to see that they were very close in number. I believe addiction is a disease-it can be overcome-but it takes hard work & determination. One man spoke out saying he's willing to help another man get on his feet, but not if the odds were that this person was going back to using. I agree. This Reverend becomes offended, saying homeless is not a choice...nobody wants to be homeless...if they attend rehab, odds are when they're finished, they'll be back on the street due to lack of housing. By this time, other classmates are chiming in, saying they want their colleagues to be more sympathetic & not so self righteous. I realize this is not a topic for nursing school, nor 200+ people to be discussing with a man before us wanting to preach the word of Jesus Christ. As you know, I'm a believer, however, I do not feel comfortable pushing my religious beliefs on others unless asked....but back to the homeless convo- I felt like why should so many people be w/out a home and not an addict. Is it laziness? Did their credit go bad? Are they without family? I'm trying to see both sides, but I'm blinded with thinking laziness/bad credit are the attributes to leaving them homeless. In life, there are 2 paths- when we face that fork in the road, some of us don't know where to go, I accept that. However, if you fall off the bandwagon, get right back up. Americans don't go homeless overnight. Are they too proud to work at a less lavish job just to save their house, etc. Bicycles are great these days, considering gas is the price it is. Also, Americans are crazily overweight; we should probably all switch to bikes. It was just crazy discussion, and everyone was ready to put their 2cents in. Not me, I saved it for my blog:) HA! I'm a new blogger, as you see.

Sorry for rambling; this has just been stewing all day!

Monday, August 25, 2008

The Beginning:)

My life is the epidomy of Murphy's Law- if it can go wrong, it will. In my short life, luck has not been a friend of mine, unfortunately. In a nutshell, here is a little about me. I'm 3/4 Irish & 1/4 Hispanic with 3 sisters. I have a huge Catholic family!!! It's a little hard in the Biblebet so to speak. My grandma and grandpa met in the Marines during WWII. My other grandma is a nusre and fisty as anything. Her grandmother crossed the border from Mexico to Texas. I'm in nursing school-one more year!! YEAUH! I'm pretty opinionated and vocal about things. I'm not pessimistic, however, I am realistic. I love funny people. My 3 favorite comedians are Jerry Seinfeld, George Lopez, and Mitch Hedberg.

I suffer from a little bit of the popular OCD. I hate for pens to be clicked on when no one is using them. My bed always have to be made, unless I'm in it, of course. I can't stand when my flip flops get wet. I like for markers to be top down otherwise all the ink runs the opposite way. I always wear earrings, whether I'm at the gym or out on the town. I'm pretty much scared of everthing---big fish, rodents, squirrels, bugs, spiders, heights, thunder storms, big open water, flying, the interstate, the dark. My socks usually don't match which is peculiar since I am a little OCD. I'd like to learn how to surf, but with my luck, a shark would probably eat me. I've had 8 flat tires in 6 years...whoa! That's ridiculous..I kinda have a depth perception problem I think, so I hit curbs...especially at the freaking bank! Why do they put those so close to each other! I lock my keys in my car about once a month. Actually last week, I left my keys in a hotel in ATL and had to have them fedexed to me! Can you believe that? I've lost the my digital camera three times for months on end. Also, my cell phone always gets wet! I really am organized, but I guess I pay too much attention on other things, that I do foolish things.

I don't like when people drink coke...I mean really, get a coke zero. You don't need all the sugar and crap. I drink dark liquids out of straws only bc I don't want my teeth to turn yellow. Ha. And on the days I drink coffee, I always brush my teeth right after. Something I don't get...how come guys yell at girls. I mean you'll be walking out of Wal-Mart, and you've got a posse of guys doing cat calls and yelling HEY GIRRRRRRRL. Do you really think a girl is going to answer to that, you strike up a conversation, and live a happy little life together!? NO! Be realistic. Not to mention, love fests usually don't begin at Wal-Mart or K-Mart or Burger King. Not for me, anyhow.

I'm a pretty perky, happy gal. I like to talk to anyone/everyone, except homeless people who need money. I used to feel really bad and get upset to see them, but since I'm so realistic now, I know that these people probably are not going to really do anything good with my money. I mean people will come up to you with signs that say "I need change for a dollar". You really need change for a dollar? Come on, why not just a dollar? I just think that's kind of funny. I was downtown last week and a man came up to me bc he needed money for a beer. He said I've had 3 P.I.'s this month, so I'm walking and I need to make it over the hill. I just need a beer. I said you really need a beer? HA! I do respect the honesty though; people usually say they need money to fly to Nevada or some crap.

Technology is faulty. It's great, don't get me wrong. I wouldn't be able to survive without it, but the internet always cuts out, DVDs skip, my iPOD gets frozen, cell phones get wet to easy, my Palm Pilot always gets fatal alerts. All of the my tests are online, but if the system's down, we can't take our tests. It is just crazy! My mom doesn't know ANYTHING about computers! It is 2008- we have crossed over to the computer world, but she hasn't.

I believe in people like the Bounty Hunter. It's a really good idea. About time we take justice into our own hands. I do believe in harsher punishment. Sorry if you guys don't. I am a Republican. I don't care about sexual orientation. It's not my business who dates who.

I don't like guys who drink Smirnoff....Grow some, you know...that's such a girly drink. Actually, it's a high school girl drink. I don't understand why people wear hoodies/sweatshirts in the dead heat of the summer. I mean, I know you're hot, and if you're not, you will be walking on the blazing sidewalk with a long sleeves. I get really embarrassed to go across crosswalks. You know people are looking at you- you're right in front of them. I think it's funny though when you're waiting on them to walk by, and they realize that you're waiting, so they run! hahahah! It's not a real run, but Oh no, I'm trying to hurry, but the energy I'm using to start running is really not worth it...just speed up walking.

I do like when people fall...well, I don't like it, but it makes me laugh. I wouldn't care if you lauged at me if I fell. One time, I fell down four rows of bleachers at a football game. I had on heels, but it was so cold, I think my feet froze. When I tried to walk, I went tumbling! HAHAHA! It was pretty hilarious. Another time, I saw a guy fall. The sidewalk was wet, so I was a little embarrassed for him. I said, "Oh don't worry, I almost fell there yesterday". He said I didn't fall. Really?? You didn't fall even though I just saw you bust? A few weeks ago, some friends and I were going swimming at The Blue Hole, which like a freshwater creek. It's real rocky, and I don't really know if we were even allowed to be there. Well, my point is I fell in a huge bush of bryers. Not pretty. I was pretty beat up. Funny though.

Alright, that's enough. I'll be back when I think of more stuff to say!