Random Courtney-ness
by I'm in the mood to spill what i've got going on in this head of mine...maybe it will make room for some new stuff.
Let's seeeeeee
It's so weird, yesterday, I went into the school of education office to see my education counselor, and i passed by the secretary. Now, normally, this would be so completely insignificant. I mean, who pays attention to the secretary? My counselor called her by her name, asked her a few questions, but nothing that would make me remember anything in particular about her. However.......this is not just any secretary. This happens to be my cousin, whom i've never met before. My mom and her sister haven't talked in about 19 years, so I don't know anybody in that side of my family, but my mom did tell me that my cousin works at my school as a secretary, and this woman's name...was my cousins name. So,I don't really know what to do. Do I go up to her, and say...hey, I'm Courtney...you're cousin...yeah, that's right...we share the same genes, our mom's grew up together, and you probably saw me once or twice when i was a baby. That might be weird...maybe i'll just play ms. annonymous around her.
being a sleepwalker is the worst. I have the tendency of dreaming that its time to wake up, and as a result, i'll turn my alarm clock off in my sleep. This is REALLY bad, because i don't wake up in the morning. I was almost late for class the other day, but my dad was home from work and he woke me up. I don't know what i'm going to do when i get a real job. I mean, being late for class is one thing, because you can't get fired, but a job is so different. Mabye i'll get a second alarm clock. or even a third, haha.
NYC cops are the coolest!
wow, i really should be writing my history paper instead of this...but i have no motivation. It's on my favorite topic too, the 1920's capitalist boom. I just can't push my mind to focus.
wow, mel always say oh, bolly! right? I think she's gotten it stuck in my head, I keep thinking that. anyway, that's it...i feel guilty writing on ezabel when i should be writing my history paper.
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ur the meaniest bumper car driver ever.
haha, i think my best hit was to patrick...he almost flew out of his car (okay, a little bit of exageration)
oh, and patrick and dan looked so cute together in their bumper car...they even shared the wheel, how sweet
i musta been on that stupid #11 go kart when the bumper cars were goin down. i guess that was right before me n mike almost got arrested?
no, it was right before lazer tag. two grown men (me and patrick) in a car designed for 11 year olds is not a fun activity
hahaha, if only i had a picture of it. Was it tight in there?
let me say...that every time we bumped someone, there was much pain. also, the steering wheel was RIGHT in the center, so like, we had to fit around it. it was stupid
aww.....how cUUUUUUUUUUUUte
hahha....eXtreme bumper cars. if it makes you feel any better, i somehow managed to get two huge black and blues on my leg...maybe its from when you bumper my go-cart into the wall, haha
someone needs to make a journal about our craziness!
haha dude you were trying to block me, which is DEFINITELY not allowed, according to the rules of "E-Go-Karts". Fortunately I passed you at incredible speed due to my amazing driving skillz.
talk about arguing about the remote we had to switch drivers every 5 seconds...
haha the "o bolly" is inescapeable!
my alarm NEVER wakes me up.
how do you wake up then?
i've been waking up at 7:13 (which is too late) everyday
sometimes when i'm late.. i like to hurry up and rush out of the dooor
i only wish i could be more like you (even though that's what i already do)
sometimes when i wish that i'm more like i'm me, i look into the mirror and say " hey.. me... you're lookin' good today " ...and since the me in the mirror doesn't speak english he usually says " que? no ingles! "
mine too. my mom can hear it on the other side of the house and calls my sister's phone to wake her up and she's ignores that too and neither of us hear it. we've just perfected making it outta the house in 9 minutes and less.
hah does that include showering because i do 10 minutes-shower included.
don't get 3 alarm clocks when you get out of college, just get 3 husbands...train them to wake you up @ a certain time, and, i mean, one of them is bound to come through each morning...i think this is probably the most practical solution
hmm, i don't know if i'd be able to find a bed big enough
sok, most of em would be sleeping on the couch anyways...
hahaha, i like this idea
u would....
give them each their own bed like the 3 bears
BAH thats no fun! make it BUNK beds!
can they make triple bunk beds?
only in mexico
haha....oh well, bryan said i get 3 husbands...so we only need a regular bunk bed after all, so one can sleep in my bed.
woah..the other husbands would be feelin mighty jealous...having to sleep all by themselves while, meanwhile, below him courtney and husband #2 are all cudlin' & stuff..i feel sorry for the guys...i guess this situation would call for an alternating schedule...one night, #1 sleeps on the top bunk, the next #2, and so on...
would they have real names? or shall we just always call them #1, #2, and #3
well since they're no so much "husbands" as they are "stuffed animals" i wouldn't worry about the names per se
oh yeah, definitely...they all take turns...maybe i'll have a point system.
haha..they're all gonna be competing for your attention...trying to impress you & stufff...
Husband #1: "Hey honey, i can bench press 400lbs!..look!..no hands!!"
Husband #2: "Hey sweet cheeks, look, i just washed ALL the dishes!!!..And I alphabetized your magazines!"
Husband#3: "Hey darlin, look, I brought home some chick flicks from blockbuster!!..and i'm ready to cry w/you on the couch, and get intouch w/my innermost emotions!!"
oh boy....all three of these husbands have problems. Number 1 is an exagerator, and clearly too concerned with the physical. Number 2, well i love that he did the dishes, but he seems anal retentive in alphabizting magazines, and husband number 3...you better inform him, that i dont even like chick flicks, so he better find somebody else to watch them with.
i think i need a three-way divorce from these guys
which is why she must marry 3 mexican husbands...and demand that one of them ride into your bedroom every morning on a donkey to serve you coffee in bed