It should come as no surprise to you that I woke up iller than a hornets' nest this morning when you hear read this story gripe.
The people that live in the apartment above mine have dogs.
8 dogs.
Chihuahua dogs, which I'm not sure if you know this or not but it's been scientifically proven that the weight of a single Chihuahua increases threefold when said Chihuahua lives in an apartment above a girl who is trying to study for freakin' BOARDS!
ARGHHH!
I am not happy.
Those stupid dogs woke me up BEFORE FIVE O'CLOCK! this morning!
Howling, howling, howling.
I don't know about what because its not like they were wanting to be taken outside.
Those people don't walk their dogs outside.
I've never seen them take the dogs outside.
They let them poop and pee on their balcony and then they sweep it off onto MY porch!
Know what else they sweep off the porch?
Fluff.
Fluff that the dogs have torn out of the futon that's up there on the balcony because the mom and dad dog have to stay on the porch most of the day.
I don't know why but if you look, it's true.
I can't study at night when it sounds like there's a dog track going on over my head.
When the man comes home from work, the dogs get all excited and yip and yap and run laps all over the whole apartment.
Then the man gets tired of playing and shuts them in their room which, heh, just so happens to be the room directly above mine.
And I'm trying to study and they're begging for attention and I'm getting madder and madder by the day.
So I decided that I'd had enough of this nonsense and made plans to call up the landlady/property manager this morning.
Only I forgot my phone at the house this morning and now I'm eighty miles away at school.
I guess I'll call her tomorrow and unleash the beast on her.

Confession Last Friday

So I stalk this girl named Amanda.
She's pretty rad in a totally-opposite-of-me way.
She's all girly and in with fashion and I just kinda throw on whatever's clean so I'd say that's totally opposite but that's neither here nor there.
Amanda has this wonderful habit of "Confession Friday" every Friday.
Last Friday, for the first time ever, I confessed on Amanda's blog comments.
I read through the other people's comments and I was like, "She will so skip over mine," in my head.
Buuuuuuuuutttttttttttttttttt......Amanda thought it was cool.
Check it out here.
Today has been a total craptastic day due to the impending doom of the NBE and work and blah blah blah but apparently, bad days can be cured just like that! with a nice mention on someone else's blog.
By the way, am I bitter?
;)

Last night at visitation I was talking to my friend Worm (we call him Worm because he's so skinny) about his upcoming wedding.
He said that her parents have spent $4000 (that's FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS folks!) on flowers.
FLOWERS!
I don't have $4000 to spend on anything let alone something that will be dead and ugly the next day!
I'm flabbergasted!
I've been thinking plastic silk was the way to go.
What about your weddings?
Give me some ideas!

Traditions/Superstitions

Here in America (or maybe I should just say "Here in this South" since I can't really speak for the rest of the country) we believe in eating black eyed peas, cornbread, greens, and hog jawls on NYD.
Why?
Because its a long standing tradition.
Because they say its good luck.
Because they say it will bring you money in the new year.
Whatever.
I ate two ham and cheese sandwiches with mustard for lunch. 
We'll see how my luck runs this year.

The Horror!

They've blocked Facebook, MySpace, and Twitter on the computers at school!
How. Am. I. Supposed. To. Communicate.
>:(

"Stay on your side of the fence, once you decide where that is."

---AG

Bacon

It wasn't what I thought it'd be but at the same time it was everything I expected.
I guess I can thank TV for that.
I've been desensitized.
It was so much for somebody but it was nothing for me.
TV may have prepared me for the sight but other people and their warnings didn't prepare me for the smell.
They said it'd be the worst ever.
I disagree.
It was warm and woodsy, Southern and comforting, greasy and unhealthy.

Weather

Its crazy how Alabama people will absolutely freak out if somebody whispers the word "snow" but are bound and determined to go to the cemetery on a funeral during a LIGHTENING STORM!!!!