VICTORIAHASNOSECRET

I often wonder about what is going through some people minds to make them do the things that they do. A certain basketball player from my school, I won’t tell you his name, or what school I go to for that matter, got his car towed the other day. Now, I’ve gotten my car towed before and it’s not pleasant. But, I sucked it up, paid the $80 fine and went about my business. For whatever reason, he decided it was in his best interest to jump the tow company’s fence, get in his car and drive it through the gate. Yep, he stole his car back, got caught by the police and had to spend the night in jail. The coach, I’m sure, can not be very happy.

And now, on top of the tow fine, he owes over $1500 in damages.

Was he drunk? I don’t know, but I sure hope so cause if not he is one of the biggest idiots I know.

That’s me.

Who would have though at 24, I would become such an old, grumpy lady. I actually called the po-po (yes, I said po-po) Saturday night on my neighbors for partying too loud. They were 4 houses away, I had my TV on and I could still hear them clearly. They were so loud, I actually thought it was my next door neighbors partying until I walked outside and saw they were at the end of the street. So, I went inside, kindly rang up the police and then went and watched out my window to see if they would actually show up. If you couldn’t tell I didn’t have much else to do. The police didn’t show up on my watch, but who knows if they came later.

If you think about though, I kinda did the party-goers a favor, because everyone knows a party ain’t a party until the police show up.

One year ago today, I lost a friend.

While I don’t think of myself as a great writer, I’ve never had as much trouble writing about something as I am now. I start, stop, cry, erase and then start all over again. It’s hard enough remembering Emily without crying but to actually express this in the written word is proving to be much more difficult that I thought it would be.

While I doubt I’ll ever forget Emily, her smile is something I know I’ll remember forever. Still, she was so much more than just a smile. She accomplished so many things in her 23 years. She made history. She touched lives. Mine included. I consider myself very lucky to have known her and to have been able to call her a friend.

“Her tenacity, her passion for life. One of the things that was important to Emily was not the fear of death but the fear of not living.” – Faith Bell

I’m a skinny girl, have been my whole life. But because the last few semesters my classes have all been in one building I no longer get my cardio of walking across campus to get from class to class. This has lead me to gain some weight, which I wouldn’t mind except it’s always in the same 2 places. Breast and belly. Now, the breast I don’t mind, but the belly, I could do without.

In my effort to not become a skinny fat girl, you know… a skinny girl with a fat belly, I’ve started doing some exercises. Of course, it’s nothing that requires me to leave the presence of my television, but something is better than nothing. Right? Right.

So, for the last week or so, my exercise routine has consisted of crunches and leg lifts. I’ll do 50 crunches, then 100 leg lifts each, and then another 50 crunches. While doing my leg lifts I’ve discovered that I can not count. 24 years old and I can not count. Each and every single time while counting I jump from 89 to 100. Every single time.

I guess it’s time for me to revisit the 3rd grade.

I normally wouldn’t care about an issue like Apple lowering it’s price for the 8 gig iPhone to $399, but since I just bought the 4 gig for the same price just a little over a week ago, I do.

My luck usually sucks, but this one time Lady Luck had my back. So after talking to one of the Apple reps earlier, my beloved iPhone is getting sent back to Apple to be replaced with an 8 gig. Some others… not so lucky.

And since I am talking about Apple, what’s up with the new iPod Touch only coming in 8 or 16 gig? Might as well just buy the phone.

During a quest to find a book for class, I heard something quite amusing. So amusing that I actually had to turn around and walk away so as not to literally roll on the floor and laugh my ass off, in this poor old guy’s face.

Turns out this guy was trying to rent some movies but couldn’t. I was only halfway listening, but some things just catch your attention. This is the conversation I heard with E being the employee, and OG being the old guy, or original gangster, whichever you prefer.

E: Sir, you already have movies checked out.

OG: Oh, I didn’t realize.

E: Do you remember what movies they are?

OG: No. What are they?

E: (without a discreet bone in her little body)

Playboy TV, naughty…

Now, I don’t judge. To each his own. But the situation was so hilarious, and maybe you had to be there to get the full effect and actually see this little old guy, but it took everything in me to hold in my laughter.