Monday, November 13, 2006

Haven't You Heard That I'm The New Cancer?

I had SOOO much fun at the P!ATD concert! It was the greatest thing EVER! I had my face melted off by a guitar solo, and people were "throwing the horns!" Yeah yeah, I know, it's not exactly the place to do that, but I thought it was funny that they did it!

Paintball was awesome too! I got the one shot in that I cared about. I shot Matt in the forehead! It's the only shot I got in, but I don't care. I got two big welts on my back, but I didn't bleed this time. We're going to go out again for Ricky's birthday in March.

After paintball we all went to Mulligans to eat dinner and cake. Ricky, Michael, & I stopped by Target to get some party hats, and the waitress even wore one!

Sunday afternoon, Mom, Jim, Ricky & I went to Olive Garden. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back they came out and sang Happy Birthday to me and I got a cake. (Thanks again, Christina! *smiles*)

Well, I just got finished watching my birthday movies...I got Aladdin & the King of Thieves & Return of Jafar and Cars. Gotta wait til Ricky gets home to finish watching Cars though. Ok, time for me to clean my house. We haven't unpacked yet from the trip.

Oh, and we have a new kitty now. Her name is Abby. She hates all the other kitties, and hisses and gets all puffed up when one comes near her, but I think she'll get used to it. She's been hunkered down under our bed all day! LoL! Ok, really going to go clean the house now. Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes!

Wednesday, November 8, 2006

Happy Birthday to Me...

...in two days.
Britney Marie

Friday, November 3, 2006

I Guess I Was More Tired Than I Thought

I couldn't sleep last night so I stayed up til 1:30am watching Don Knotts movies. I woke up when Ricky got up to get a shower at 3:30am, and after that I was done. I don't remember Ricky leaving, and I certainly didn't hear my alarm go off at 5:30am. I woke up at 9:04, one minute until my Minorities, Crime & Social Policy class! I really hope they didn't take roll today!
I wasn't tired feeling at all last night, and I forced myself to go to bed...shows what happens when I try to do something responsible! LoL!
Britney Marie

Monday, October 23, 2006

Did You Really Think I'd Let You Kill This Chorus?

Guess who's going to a concert on her birthday? Me! And do you know why? Because I have the bestest best friend in the whole world, that's why! Panic! At the Disco, here we come!!! F-yeah!
Britney Marie

Saturday, October 21, 2006

That's the Beauty of Argument...If You Argue Correctly, You're Never Wrong

Almost finished working on Ricky's second Halloween costume. I just need to dye the hat and the shirt.
Right now Ricky and I are watching "Thank You For Smoking." I really like it so far. Later we're going to watch "Quick Change".
We did some Christmas shopping this afternoon. Did you know that Wal-Mart is getting rid of their layaway program? This is the first year we've used it, and they're getting rid of it. Oh well. I guess I should have used it sooner.
Britney Marie

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

My Day In A Nutshell

Things that suck:
1) getting into a car wreck on 23rd street today
2) being "violated" at the doctor's office today
3) being unable to breathe through your nose
4) headaches
5) bodyaches
6) college classes
7) boredom
8) being unable to fall asleep
9) being either hot or cold...never comfortable

Things that do not suck:
1) Early birthday presents

Britney Marie

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

We Have A Love/Hate Relationship...And Right Now I Hate You

Warning: I will be saying "fuck" a lot. You have been sufficiently warned. That is all...

Well, I will never be going to graduate school. My GPA is not high enough, and today I got called lazy by a teacher. Now, how the FUCK is someone who takes 17 credit hours in a 13 week period fucking lazy? Answer me that!!! Granted I had problems with it, it wasn't because of lazyiness, it's because one of my teachers was too busy working on her graduate degree to actually teach us anything, two of my classes were in PC which, I know now, was a bad idea to drive back and forth once a week to go to, and one of my classes changed the date of the fucking final without telling anyone and I had the fucking flu!!! Like I could fucking help that!!! Ugh!!!

So, because I'm only "average" and not "good" I will never be able to further my education. Fuck that! That's is so fucking wrong!!! Just because someone doesn't have a 3.0 average as an undergrad, doesn't mean that they're going to flunk out of graduate school. Give me a fucking chance. People say not to compare yourself to others, but society does it all the fucking time. Because Student A did bad, obviously I'm going to be a fuck-up too...I mean, c'mon!!!

The president of the fucking country was an "average" student, and he's above all you professor-fucks! Now, you try and tell the president of the fucking country that he can't go back to school and get a fucking masters degree...go on and try it! Fuck!!!

Ugh! So my GPA was a 2.something before the summer semester sent it plummetting into the abyss...that doesn't mean that had I taken less classes that it would have. For all you fucks know, I could have gotten all A's had the circumstances surrounding the semester not happened. Then my GPA would be higher. So, because of life situations and incompetent teachers (which you fucks hired, mind you!!!) I have to be penalized for the rest of my fucking life? Because of one fucking semester I can never attain higher education!!! Fuck you, you arrogant fucks!!!

I don't think I should be excluded because of a fucking number. How can one number haunt me so much??? Does my GPA have some real world significance that I have yet to be told about? Can I not get a job anywhere but McDonald's or scrubbing toilets without having a certain GPA? Because, I don't fucking think so!!! Just because I don't stack up to your standards of what you fucks think a "good" student should be, why the fuck should I get left behind?? I am good at what I fucking do. I am. Who the fuck cares if I can bubble in answers on a scan-tron sheet? Who the fuck cares if I can cram information into my brain for hours, just regergitate it on a piece of paper, and then to forget it as soon as I turn in the paper? Who the fuck cares who the father of Criminology is? Does that have anything to do with processing a fucking crime scene or arresting a murderer? No, I don't fucking think so. So, just because I don't do good on your fucking standardized tests, means that I am fucking "average". Well, FUCK YOU! You show me to a crime scene and I can pick out the evidence that I bet you would never have fucking seen!! There have been homework assignments that I have asked questions about, that the teacher has told me they didn't fucking know the answers!! So, what does that say about your fucking standards!!!

Ok, fine. Have it your way, fuckers. I don't want to spend anymore time than I have to with you douche bags anyway. So, after April 27, 2006 I will bid you all farewell forever. You won't be able to fuck me over anymore. I'll get on with my life, and the magic GPA number that you're so fucking attached to can sit in a filing cabinet and gather dust for eternity. So long, fuckers!!!

Britney Marie