TheItsyBitsySpider...

I have friends that are just adorable when they look at an eight legged creature and scream bloody murder. I love them to death and they freak out for the weirdest things. That's okay. I'll be their Superman any day against those evil Arachnids. :)

Rosie and Erick and Gaby also! Three people that jump at just the mention of spiders!! I guess I shouldn't take them to my Garage. It's just full of cobwebs and spiders. And I guess the toy ones should be hidden everytime that they come around. :)

It's Been A Long Time...

Well for the record, I am not dead, I have simply been away from my house for two whole weeks! I was kidnapped and held against my will by a 10 year old, an 8 year old, and a 1 and eight month old. That's right! Babysitting!
It was not the emotional roller coaster I honestly expected. I really was waiting for the children to just cry and cry and cry until I would snap and drive all the way to New York and fall off the Empire State Building. In the end, I was actually sad to be on my way home.
The only reason that I wanted to leave was for one, the heat. My sister lives in a desert. The Palm Desert. Where all the wind propellers are at and the heat is so unbearable, you can cook outside with no fire needed. Just a stone would be enough to get things heated. And being the "somewhat outdoorsy" type I like going outside from time to time, without the heat slapping me in the face to go back inside. To make it sound worse was that it was even hot at night. So basically it was hot all day and even all night, when there was no sun whatsoever.
The other reason was for my friends. I missed all of them! I missed Sara and her crazy escapades to go everywhere just because we could! I missed Gaby and the gang when we would have our movie nights. Or just when we would hang out. Rosie I miss all the time since she moved away. And Brittany is just down the block from me, but I even missed her!
Well, in retrospect, if my sister needed me to babysit her children again, I would love to, because other than the fact that she had me fed, she gave me shelter, and she took me swimming from time to time, I loved spending the two weeks with my little nephews and neice. We would have our tough times, our good times, and many of our in between times. And it was good experience for me when I think about having kids of my own. Just not right now. REALLY not right now. I don't even know how my sisters do it. :)

I just wanna have fun...

Sometimes I can understand the split decision of a child wanting to seperate from their parents, and other times I can see why some will go crawling back.
I love my family, my mother with her easy laid-back ways while trying to be strict. My father who is strict but bends to a simple please with a face like a wounded puppy. They both wish to hold me down, try to make me see the reality of the world is living on a paycheck, but even that's not a reality of a world that I wish to embark on. The one I can always bear to live with is my little brother, with his more-than-weird personality that he holds. He can always find a way to make me laugh, and knows which button to push to make me radiate with hatred for him.
I guess the real reason that I'm typing this blog is not to give you an inside scoop that is my family, but rather to be clear of one thing: that I am not a child anymore. I'm 19 years of age, still live with my parents, and still have a time that I have to be home by. It's not that I have a problem with it, it's understandable, but every night I have to be home by 10 or 11 at the latest!? Cut me a break, throw me a bone, or my personal favorite: what the f----?!
And what makes it worst is that it's not like I'm doing anything wrong! I watch movies with friends, not party and get drunk! I don't even have friends that are old enough for that!
Like the 4th of July party that I was invited to. I had to make my friend leave early ruining her fun as well as mine. And all because my parents wanted me home at 10! Do they really have to be so old fashioned?! Do they really think that the party is over at 10!? It is just beginning! For us anyways.
It's really times like these that I really wish that I didn't live with my parents. It's times especially like these that I wish I would have dormed or some other thing to show that I am a responsible and independent student/woman. I am not planning to ruin my life as my mother would say if she saw this, I just want to begin it. I want to take the sharp breaths of the really cold night air, not the beginnings of it. I want to laugh loudly into the night, not be timid. And most importantly I want to enjoy my last remaining year of a teen with my other fellow friends before I realize that the time has passed by thanks to the oppressive demands that escape my parents mouths.
But until then... what can I do? I feel like a captive held out in the sea, determining and calculating when it will be a good time to jump on a life raft and head out to see where the sea would carry me.

Come 'ere!

La Sierra University is the school I have decided to enrich my mind further as my years go by. I love the school that I chose to attend, which is the honest truth. It may hold a different religion than what I do, it may be super strict, and it may be minutes away from my house, but it is small, the people are very friendly and the teachers do care, and remember your name. I made new friends as I struggled with my old ones identifying classes, and borrowing books. And carpooling for a while since when I started I didn't have a car. I made good friends and kept strong relationships with a few of my proffessors which had to be one smart move.

Now time for the scales to be unbalanced once again. My school now is offering free (yes free.) iPods to students that are coming into the school. I have to say I wish I would have waited to come if I would have known that they were planning on giving away free stuff. I'm not planning on throwing those little children fits that happen in the middle of the store because they want candy. I just want to know why it is that my school will go so far to give away free iPods to students that probably already have one, instead of using that money for something more effective. Effective among the lines of lower tuition, better pay to the proffessors, classes, something for the entire student body even. It is just so annoying to see what some schools will go through to round up students. Sometimes it things like this that make me wanna say "ummm, yeah thats my school" and while I am uttering those words put my head down in embarrasment.

Gotta say it sure shows how much my school loves their incoming students, its like the iPod is covering all the tuition bills that will come in the mail soon after you laid your fingers on it. I say that they love their incoming students because they did the same to me, a bunch a scholarships minus the iPod. And that is what they do. It's like a free sample, you taste it and as you savor it, it draws you to want to buy the big packet, because of the delicious morsel that stained your tongue.

All I have to say is that I hope my school doesn't try anything else to make me want to huff and puff about, or else I take my money elsewhere! I don't really know where though. :P

Sparking the insanity...

Well I am sitting on my little handmade desk, typing away on google, facebook and myspace. I am a bit surprised that I haven't touched the twitter or my inbox, cuz then I would realize that something is a bit wrong. =)
But today I awoke with such energy that I was up and ready to take on the world, and by that I mean my back yard to clean the leftover 4th of July party we had (I went to another party, it was funner I'm sure. lol)
I washed my cars, bathed my dogs, updated my iPod, and went to drive for a bit while I was texting people. =) I was having such a blast and I didn't even know why! I guess it was one of those days when you just feel like doing something besides sitting and looking at a small screen.
Glad I did too, I played pool and won on the first shot! Great accomplishment on my behalf. I just didnt feel like staying inside. And now that I am, I'm back to where I always am: in front of my Lappy, typing how my days are going, once in a while, while Jeff Dunham is streaming his puppets and filling my room with his ventriloquist ways.
Can't really complain about that really, who can be annoyed by funny puppets?