Why do bones ache?

It's here. Came to me like a scream in the night. Believe me, I would much rather have preferred to say whisper, but that it did not. There wasn't even a warning. Just hurting pelvis and aching, radiating bones. My body is definitely trying to tell me something. Much to that avail I am not listening. My life doesn't head time for listening much anymore -- as if it ever did. I'm hoping that within the next week and half it will all change. Summer will be here and tan lines anxiously waiting. Cautiously I will admit that compared to about two years ago my life seems pretty dull. Settling into the everyday domesticated life has left a small hole. I'm not sure what needs to be filled in it, but there is something. I can sure as hell tell you what it does not need -- aching bones. Then again, walking up the stairs to the fifth floor to find that the door is locked and elevator out of order on the ground floor doesn't help my current situation. So casually I snuck through the first floor door to the elevator that does work to rejoin my journey to the top of the building. Pretty soon it's going to be time for lunch and hopefully a quick power nap. Yeah I doubt that napping part too. Oh well. I guess bed time will be whatever time it is that I venture through the front door and into my bedroom. I don't think that it'll be too far off. Or at least until the Stats homework is done... and maybe a little time for a Kaluha and cream refrigeration cleaning. That my friends is my agenda. May you have a much better evening than mine.

Departing now. Good day.

irritability with a hand gun

i'm so irritable today. so much so that i feel like i'm pissed like a pregnant woman. i think it may have to do with the fact that my "female parts" have been acting up. this week will be week 4 out of a time span of about 6 weeks. my body hates me and in turn i hate it.

in other news, Melon's mother thinks we're going to get stabbed by the Mexicans who live above us and there's still no word on whether or not we're getting the house.

my dog is so awesome that he has upgraded from chasing his tail to chasing his foot.

enough said.

i HATE neighbors and most people

Apparently SOME people do not understand the concept of "sleepy time". That is, when the sun goes down shut the fuck up because people below you are trying to sleep. Apparently, what would seem like common courtesy is not the same amongst other people. It's bad enough that on Sunday mornings I'm woken by your annoying ass child, whom in my opinion should be in school, running across the ceiling. It's super early, and while I have been up for about 3 hours now, it does not excuse the fact that when we sleep with a loud ass fan on, and we can still hear you jumping around, you're just too damn loud! Unfortunately for me, I'm not a confrontational person, otherwise I would have marched my pissed off ass up to your door and started screaming. I've thought about it, but instead I'm going to write a note. Although, I'm more nervous that it will only escalate the situation and they will deliberately start stomping. But then again, my guess is that one would get the hint when I've hit the ceiling with my broomstick and started screaming to 'shut the Fuck up!!' on more than one occasion. Damn you people, and damn you Melon for making us take the downstairs apartment. I'll let you know how my note goes. Not to sound degrading, but they are Mexican neighbors who speak very little Spanish and the boys ogle me when they pass. I too am Mexican, but seriously!, what's the effin' problem? I clearly live with a boy, why would they feel as though I am 'on the market' so the speak. I think that's more of the reason why I haven't gone up to yell at them. I don't think that the boys are going to take me seriously, so like I said... I'll let you know how the note goes.

stinky kitty?

Seriously? I'm not sure if you've heard or not but i guess somewhere in the US a lady was attacked by a Bobcat. But the kicker is that she wrestled it and pinned it to the ground. hahaha!! There is a video of the interview and they show the stinky kitty on CNN.com, but what's even funnier is that at the very end there is a guy's voice and he says 'seriously? well it's not really that big'. My guess is that while he was stunned to hear that she wrestled the critter to the ground, he had to come up with some 'logical' reason as to how to woman could have physically done so, not really sure. My money is on the Spice Girls, she just had Girl Power... bud!

my 'Melon' is kinda mushy

i know this may seem a little mushy and not at all what i usually post. but you know when you've met "the one" and you just know? every time i think of that phrase i always think of the movie 'When Harry Met Sally', it's one of the opening couples and there's this older woman that says "i knew, the way you know about a good melon"--- that's Shane. He's my Melon. i think that being on the verge of becoming a married woman with a mortgage and a cat (my cat being Rosco of course), it changes you. i never once wanted kids. when i was 17 i was convinced i was never getting married, never having kids and dieing alone, a little melodramatic huh? my thoughts exactly. but i always saw the 'movie romances' and had never found it. sure my relationship with my Melon is nothing like a movie or story board, but it's perfect for me. he gets me, he laughs at my stupid jokes (most of the time), he likes that i'm quirky, and he doesn't expect anything from me. i can just be, and it's so refreshing. a breath of fresh air when i need it. i love him unconditionally even when he drives me crazy. he's everything. he's my Melon. the end.

OK I admit it already!

i have a tick. that tick being that i can't stand it when there are people who constantly look over my shoulder or across the room to monitor what i am doing on MY computer. this may be why i never take my laptop to school or sit next to someone whilst i am surfing the web. it urks the crap out of me!... so please stop. (even if i am telling you in my head, i figured you could figure it out from the looks. sense the tone... sir!)

you're gonna be a homeless dog walkin mother fucka

i've been awful at updating recently, but i think it's because i have been super duper busy! while sometimes i feel like my life is moving at a crawling pace, i also can't help but realize that i'm getting married in 5 months, my internship will be over at the end of the month, and school is going to be out come a few more weeks. i feel like the quarter just started, and here it is about to be over. we have the guest list for invites finalized and the save-the-date cards mailed out courtesy of my mother/wedding planner --- without her i probably would have just settled for the Justice of the Peace type of ceremony and called it quits. OH! i don't know if i have mentioned it, but about a month ago we FINALLY got a washer and dryer. it's one of those energy efficient sets too. i'm pumped! no more laundry mats with the creepy, smelly people that like to stare. no more people lugging their smoky clothes in black garbage bags who don't know what it means to "separate colors", no more creepy lady trying to make conversation with me when clearly i am staring at a wall with my head phones blaring, and no more quarter machines weighing down my wallet/pants pockets... ANYMORE!! I also have this awful rash on my face. my opinion is that it's chemical burn from my face wash, but now it's all itchy and in random places. help me?

i've totally been up since 2:45 am, my hair is getting uber long (again), i think i aced my quiz from the heinous physiology class, and i have ravioli for lunch. things are looking up and i think that today is going to be a good day! i think that's it for now, well in a nut shell. i'm sure that i'll think if more stuff. no word on the house yet either, so keep your finger's crossed.

damn you Raisinets!

This morning, i of course awoke at 4:30 am like with every Tuesday to finish studying and getting prepared for my quizzes at a wonderful 7:18 am Physiology class. Everything is going great, I made a few fuck ups on the quiz but overall I think that I'm going to do pretty well. For those of you who do not know, I do not thrive on coffee or tea or any caffeinated beverage for that matter. I could never get into it, plus coffee makes me jittery and want to poop all the time. So every Tuesday I am running off of pure energy and it kind of makes sense after all as to why I go to bed so early (9 pm cough cough)... well on most evenings. Weekends are a different story, I am young after all. Either way, I'm going about my day. I ate a yummy, somewhat soggy tuna sandwich for lunch and i saved the Raisinets for last. They don't have my dreaded HFCS, and they're delicious, only as I'm sucking them down one by one, this devil raisin gets a wild hair up its ass I swallow down the wrong tube. Not I'm coughing/choking/not breathing for about 5 minutes. My face is beet red, eyes watery and I feel like I have a bug in my throat. I don't know if it exhausted me or what, but now I'm super sleepy and cursing the names of all Raisinets!

I think I'll buy myself a new movie tonight for all my troubles. What to get, what to get?!

whoever said orange is the new pink, is seriously disturbed

i have been keeping mum on the subject of house hunting and buying since well, Shane is doing everything and i'm in the dark. So with that said, I didn't want to get my hopes up. We are "officially" in contract with the house and have been for a few weeks now but again, i don't want to get my hopes up. It's a little split level with three bedrooms, a solarium and a fire place... oh yeah there is a faux "theatre room" in the basement accompanied with gold velvet curtains. Needless to say they will be coming down! I can't wait to paint and so far things are looking pretty good for us getting the house.

p.s. I'm excited!!