Sitting Gets Me in Trouble

I'm sitting in my room feeling kinda low and listening to Queen. I have definitely decided I am a very cynical person. Tonight my dorm is having an "Extreme Open House" which translates: boys. Now my first thought was "Oh great. All night long (or at least until 11:00 pm) there are going to be silly giggly girls running around trying to nab a man by being as loud and as obnoxious as they possibly can." Then to my chagrin I realized that I was being unfair to my sex when it dawned on me that the only guys that were actually going to be here were: the dorky freshman, the desperate geeks and the creepy wierdos. Unfortunately, it occurred to me that most girls that I know are desperate enough to run around flirting with anything that even looks remotely male which includes the freaks who were here tonight. Sorry if I offend anyone with my blunt remarks ;). There shall be no peace for me tonight. bah. I ventured briefly out to make myself a cup of desperately needed Earl Grey tea and to retrieve a text book from a friend. What I saw in the hallway confirmed my suspicions for the evening. I passed four guys strumming guitars hoping to woo some lovely creature away from her studying. Clustered at the end of the hallway I spied a group of guys in long 'trench coats', glasses and severe acne problems. Heaven help us poor females if that is all the male species has to offer! Thus, the cynic in me comes out. I am deeply ashamed of my female counterparts. I am annoyed with their girlie giggles, their flirt glances and desperate man traps. I also hold no great opinion of the male species who allow themselves to fooled by these conniving wenches. Seriously, I have great doubts about a man's intelligence after he is caught in the snare of a beautiful (or plain for that matter)woman. Surely, the signs of a flagrantly evil woman are simple enough to pick up...But then again what do I know? Draw your own conclusions.

Words I never thought that I would say

I have always known that I am quite the dork, but I never fully realized the extent of my dorkiness until today in Old Testament when I uttered the words that will forever change my life. I turned to my friend Amanda and said "I am so excited. I get to write a research paper." I feel as though I should be wearing a brightly striped jumper, polo shirt and tennis shoes. I do not believe I have ever been even remotely excited about writing a research paper before. This is a monumental day!! Every time I think about it I just get more and more excited! Perhaps I sound a little touched in the head, however if you had the opportunity to write a research paper about an ancient Egyptian city I'm convinced you would be as excited as I am! Now the problem I will have is trying to decide which Egyptian city to write about. There are so many really really cool ones like Thebes, Memphis and Akehetaton. That is just to name a few, I don't if I'd be able to choose if only given those three choices. One of the really things about college is being given the opportunities to do research on really cool things like ancient Egyptians cities. Or maybe it is just the history major coming out in me. Just thinking about the seeing the pyramids gives me goosebumps! I'm crazy I know, but hey what would life be without cool people like me?

Hehehehe

Your Quirk Factor: 76%

You're so quirky, it's hard for you to tell the difference between quirky and normal. No doubt about it, there's little about you that's "normal" or "average."

How Quirky Are You?

Saying Goobye

The time has come to say goodbye to one that I love. I never thought he would actually go. He has always been around to pick on me, encourage me, protect me and help me become a better person. I could not have asked God to give me a better big brother. I'm really going to miss our amazing talks going to and from work during that horrible 45 min. (one way) drive when we are both either still half asleep from just waking up or completely wired and tired on the way home after working three doubles in a row. I'm going to miss running down the boardwalk to avoid capture and near death by sucking carp. John has taught me a lot of things (including how to drive). He is a wonderful person and I'm really mad at the Navy for taking him away from me.

I always knew I was angelic

You Are 92% Pure

You're so innocent, it's almost like you're not human. Taking this test is probably the naughtiest thing you've done in a while!

How Pure Are You?

Do you think my gun will fall out?

One of the many joys of working at an amusement park is getting to hear the incredibly stupid questions, excusing, and mindless chatter of the customers. For your viewing pleasure I have decided to share with you my more interesting stories and quotes. This is a once and a lifetime opportunity to get a brief glimpse of what my life is like ALL summer long! (Everything in the parenthesis is either what I said or thought and thoughts will be in italics)

"Is it ok if I bring guns on the ride?"
(No)
"When I said 'guns' I meant my arms. They're buff aren't they?"
(No)

(Excuse me but you need to wait for the operator to let you into the ride. You just can't open the gate and walk on through.)
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know anyone was operating this ride"
(If no one was running the ride: why are they people sitting in the ride, how does the ride know when to go and why would you try to get on it the first place?)

"Hey could you play so different music, like rap or something"
(I have no control of the music. I'm sorry.)
"Like I believe that, if I gave you a little tip could you change the music?"
(It would have to be a pretty big tip, but I could rap for you myself over the microphone. I really don't have control of the music. It is locked away in a little box in the booth and I don't have the key or different music to put on)
"You are such a lazy worker! Beep beep can't even take the time to change a little beeping music for a paying customer what the beep is this?"
(Oh for pitty's sake)

(I'm sorry but your daughter's not quite tall enough to ride this ride. She needs to be 54 inches)
"They said that she could ride every ride in the park."
(I'm sorry but she is tall enough ride every other ride in the park, except this one. And who exactly is 'they' anyways?)
"We had to buy her an ADULT wristband so therefore she should be able to ride every ride that WE can!"
(Actually you bought her an over 48 inches wristband which means she over 48 inches. However she isn't 54 inches which means for her own safety she can't ride this ride!)
"Well she's with me so she can ride."
(No. For safety reasons the state requires that riders be 54 inches.)
"I want to talk to your supervisor! You are such a beep beep beep..."
(Fine go ahead. They'll tell you the same thing only they won't be as nice about it.)

"Can I have your phone number?"
(No.)
"Why not?"
(Because my imaginary boyfriend wouldn't like it.)
"How's he supposed to know?"
(I'd tell him.)

"Hi. What's your name?"
(I'm feeling a stalker comin' on...Ellen.)
"Hi Ellen. I'm Max. You are so beautiful."
(Actually I'm kinda hot and sweaty, but whatever. Thanks.)
"Do you live around here?"
(No, actually I live in Oregon. I come here every summer for a month to visit my cousins.)
"Who are your cousins? Maybe I know them!"
(Shoot me)

"Do you think my gun will fall out?"
(Uhhh. Do you actually have one?)
"Yeah. Oh I'm a cop. So do you think it'll fall out because I can leave it here."
(No! NO! It won't fall out! By all means take it with you!)

"Hey I remember you! You were on that one water ride last year! Do you remember me? I see you every year I come!"
(I can't decide which is more pathetic that you actually remember me or that I was actually here)


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