Finally Finals

Are over.



Big post coming.

I need to gather my brain pieces back together after the explosion.

Regrets

Consider me the sleeping champ. I'm one helluva sleeper. And I mean HELLUVA. I can sleep up to 15+ hours straight (with maybe the exception of waking up to pee or get a drink, but I can always go back to sleep). I can also sleep up to 4 different times in 1 day. Sleep is my means of escape, my sanctuary. No one bothers or annoys me in my sleep. No one makes me do anything in my sleep.
I love sleep.


That is, until after today.

So, it was about 11 o'clock. I'm still sleeping cause today my class doesn't start till 3. My mom says some shit about going to Target with her and my aunt. I'm still sleepy as fuck, I'm groggy, and I'm pissed that she would even attempt to wake me up to just go to "Target." So I tell her to buzz off of course.

BIG MISTAKE.

Why? Because it turns out that if I had simply gotten off my ass and went to Target with those 2 hags, I would have probably netted a $5,000 dollar giftcard to Target. Oh? You guys didn't catch that? Let me repeat that again.

I would have gotten a $5,000 (five thousand) dollar giftcard to Target.

The sad thing? My aunt was the one that scored it cause she bought some shit worth $5 (five) dollars for her kitchen and was chosen randomly. They shop there maybe once out of 3-4 months. I on the other hand, shop there at least 2-3 times a week. No joke, literally 2-3 times. Why the fuck haven't I been chosen? Do you know what I could buy with $5,000 at Target? ANYTHING.

I hate life. Back to sleep I go.

Snap Snap

Cue the holy music.


This bad boy arrived in the mail today after I ordered it on Sunday. Got this gem for 109.95 + free 2 day shipping! This lens is ideal for close portraits and low light situations. It's best feature is that it snaps shots real fast, so it makes taking pictures of kids, dogs (my specialty!), or any moving object a breeze. I've been playing with this for hours non stop trying to get the settings juuuust right.

Here's some shots I took with it:

Whitey, a natural born runner.


This one was actually taken in super low light,
the room was probably 60% darker than what you see here.


While driving.

Freak of Nature

So today after showering, I'm standing in my room and Michelle notices something black on my back near my left wing. As she comes closer she sees it's something under my skin (possibly a blackhead?). So what does she do? Well what any faithful girlfriend would do, pop that biatch out! The only problem was, as she was squeezing that sucker out, it didn't stop coming out. Eventually we were left with something that looks like this:



Sorry it's a bit hard to see. Our initial thought was that it was a rock, as it's just as hard, but that just isn't right. Could it be a mole? No way nark, mole's are mushy aren't they? And they're most certainly not pop-able. I'll give someone $5 dollars if they can explain to me what this phenomenon is.

Oh and I'm keeping this son of a bitch. Who knows, maybe a scientist would pay top dollar for this treasure.

Through Thick and Thin.

Well I've tried the whole xanga thing and it failed. Miserably. Now that I have some more free time on my hands, I guess I can try the whole blogging thing again.

My first entry is going to be about someone special.

Today is actually our 5 years and 10 months(?) anniversary. Yeah I know crazy shit huh. Through thick and thin (mostly thick..) we've been together for THAT long.

Will we end up getting married you say? Probably... Most likely.... Ok fine: Yes, In the future.

It's inevitable right? On a daily basis (and I mean On A Daily Basis.) we bicker, yell, fight, scream, bite, you name it. When you're around us all you see is "F you that" or "WTF are you doing?" or "You're so F'ing stupid!" or "I F'ing hate you!" Yet we're still together. I guess you can just say that that's our way of love. Yeah I know, that some serious Adams Family shit huh? Oh well, love is love.

Here's some more photos of the lovely.







Oh and for you fuckers that keep asking "When's the wedding?" it's actually scheduled for sometime next week. And you're NOT invited.