So first of all, I have to say I was getting really annoyed at the fact that my clotes kept dissapearing.
Second I have to say: I know, I know, I talk about my baby all the time. But I can't help it! SHE'S SO CUTE!!!
And now for your amusement, Meow in a box filled with styrophome:
Now to get on with my story, today I found out that my cat (Meow) has been taking my clothes and hiding underneath the bed. Why? You may ask... Well you see when a cat is in a new place it decides to find a "safe and comfortable" spot (aka: under the bed) then they decide to find a scent that makes them comfortable (aka: my clothes) and put it in their safe spot. So in other words, Meow for the sake of feeling comfortable has been taking my clothes that ofcourse smells like me and hiding them underneath the bed.
Needless to say, I found them and now she's forced to sleep next to me. Down side? She get's random urges to meow my ears off so I can wake up and pet her.
Anyways, enough about my cat. I feel like writing a short story. So I might be posting up a story later, chapter by chapter up on my blog. I look forward to hearing feed back.
So My cat has been scratching at just about everything. I mean it, the couches, bed, pillows, chairs, napkins, arms, feet, my face.... the list goes on and on.
She's become even more of a diva than she usually is. Always wanting more and more attention oh and gawd forbid you look at her the wrong way. Like I think she's actually managing to scar my arm. Anyway, point being that I got fed up with being afraid to look at her so I bought her these:
So, of course it took forever to get them on. With her complaining about it every step of the way and actually managing to scratch us another couple of times, but we got them on her. Now, she has these pretty little purple nails that look like they got painted. Not only that but they make her walk differently to the point where it looks like she raises her paws more in order to show them off. So In other words, she has become even more of a diva AND has moved on to biting instead of scratching.
Now, to kinda stray off the subject, Meow has a boyfriend. It is the cutest thing in the world because we have a screen door and Meow sits on one side meowing her lungs out until the other cat comes. Then they just sit at either side of the door meowing at each other. It's funny because Meow doesn't really know how to meow. It's more of a grunt than a meow, it goes a little like this:
Meow: Mmmhmm
Boy Cat: Meow..
Meow: Hhhmmm
And so on, you get the point. Anyway, that's my story for today.
I'm not sure if I've mentioned just how ironic of a life I live. Like seriously, irony loves me! Sometimes it's a good thing, sometimes it's a bad thing. Lately though I haven't really had anything ironic happen to me... that is until like two days ago..
So my boyfriend and I were sitting talking about how he just interviewed at a job at Food 4 Less. The conversation goes something like this:
Him: "They said they were going to call me within 10 days."
Me: "Don't worry too much, they'll call you soon enough."
Him: "Yeah well, they still have a couple of days. They're probably going to call on the last day."
Me: "I wouldn't be surprised if they did, but maybe they'll call today."
Background noise: Phone rings
Me: "Wouldn't it be funny if that was them calling for you."
Background noise: Phone gets picked up by boyfriends little brother... Mumble, mumble.... Steps...
Him: "Hahaha, that'd be cool but-"
Background noise: Knock, knock, knock...
Danny (whispering): "Tavo (<---boyfriends nickname), it's for you. It's Food 4 Less."
No, I am not kidding. That really did happen, and yes he got the job. Yay! Now to a change of topic, I'm starting my own business. I recently learned how to make jewelry so I will be selling the stuff I make online. Here is a few of the stuff I've made.
They'll be up on ebay soon. Well that's it for today. Till a later time..
First off I must say I HAVE NEVER SEEN SUCH A STRAIGHT BANANA! It sounds wrong I know but seriously!
Is it not straight?! Well I just though I should share this special banana moment with my special 2 readers so far hahahah.
Alright, now that that's out of the way an update on my plant IT'S HUGE! Oh my, that sounds wrong too. But no kidding there is three huge leaves sticking out of the dirt!
Well I guess that's it, not much has happened in the past few days.
So I figured its about time I post something to describe myself. The more I think about it, the more I realize I'm quite the odd one.
For starters I don't like water. I know, I know, "Who doesn't like water?!" It's always the first response I get. Then, "You have to drink water, your body needs it." Hahahah listen to me lecturing myself. Alright, so not only do I not like water but I love (that's right LOVE) water with sugar. The only time I can drink water is with some sort of flavor. Yes I know, weird. :)
Next, I hate Hate HATE! Onions, but for some reason I love Walmart subs with onions. That is the one and only exception to the no onion rule. So even though I hate onions, for some reason I love garlic. I mean they're pretty much the same thing right?!
When I was little I loved milk. I loved milk so much that when I found out that milk comes from cows, the first thing I did was ask my mom for a cow. Yes, I wanted a cow when I was little. Then! When I found out that cheese too came from a cow! The cow became my favorite animal. I begged and begged for a cow... Unfortunately we lived in an apartment, and gawd forbid we keep a cow on our second story porch!
And now a cow I drew just now.
No, I am not kidding. I did JUST draw that.
Shortly after that my love for milk went away. I still love cheese though. With a passion! I can eat it by itself. Melted or cold, you name it. I don't think I'm that weird though, as a matter of fact I think I'm pretty open minded about food.
Well here is a list of things you should know about me:
- I absolutely hate it when people buy me clothes. Why? Because they always either get my size wrong or get me something I would never wear.
- I love fish. To eat and to look at. Actually just typing the word fish made me drool a little. Fish, fish, fish.
- I love my friend's mom's tuna. Like seriously it tastes like it was made from the gods themselves!
- I'm kind of a guy when it come to my personality. Love superheroes, junk food, games, and I've been told I sometimes talk like a guy.
- On that note, I hate watching sports. Not buts, I just hate it.
- Now to contradict myself, I am also a HUGE girly girl. Love dressing up in puffy dresses and cute hats.
- I love my cat Meow with all my heart (even though she tends to make my life hell)
- And I love my friends and family.
Well that's all for today! :D Till next time.
First off I want to apologize to those of you that are actually following my posts for not posting in a while.
Next I would like to say hell yeah! My pumpkin is now kicking some watermelon/cantaloupe ass. I mean sure it had a rocky start. What with burying it a million times over and over again until realizing that that's how it's supposed to grow. That and the whole being a late bloomer thing (literally), but as I said before he is a fighter.
So my cat is smarter than I thought she was. Yesterday she witnessed (in her eyes) magic. My shirt had a loose string so I pulled it out. She went on to realize that strings come from the shirt I was wearing. Her next step: Create more magical strings by biting my shirt and trying to pull out more strings. Needless to say, I'm a little worried for the day that she realizes that ALL clothing has strings in it. I think I might be running out of clothes shortly after that.
I had the sudden urge to post a picture of my baby, Meow. This is how you know I am going to grow up to be a crazy cat lady.
On a further note, I want sour gummy worms.
Sour Gummy Worms
I have posted that link as an evil genius plan to get everyone to want some sour gummy worms! Buahahahaha! Well, until a later time. I am going out to go get some gummies.
My cat (Meow) keeps throwing up hairballs (gross), but atleast she's polite about it. She goes into the room to throw up there instead of throwing up all over the house. 4 so far (and counting).
On the bright side my pumpkin plant finally sprouted all on its own! Yay! Not only that but there is two other ones on their way up already too. So as I'm writing this blog my boyfriend comes up to me asking me if I burried it again. Freaked out I ask why and run outside too look at my plant.
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Sure enough there is a nice big pile of dirt resting on top of my newly sprouted plant. Apparently my boyfriend's mom decided to burry it again. I don't think the plant is meant to sprout :( but as I mentioned before he's a fighter HE WILL SURVIVE!!!
I Will Survive <---- song that popped into my head when I wrote that. On that note it is also the song I'm dedicating to my sprout. Some people sing to their plants, other dedicate songs to their plants. I think my plant would have a better chance at surviving if I dedicated a well sung song, as opposed to probably killing it with horrible soundwaves.
So I'm finally updating my ipod! (yay me) Lets just say... hmm, well the newest song I had on there was Just Dance- Lady Gaga... Yeah it was that bad. alright so I'm listening to some new songs on youtube and I come accross this:
Peacock- Katy Perry
So I listen to the first few seconds of it and I just turn it off. I mean REALLY? So alright for the sake of argument I skip ahead, because you never know! Maybe it's one of those songs that has a crappy begginning but a catchy rest of the song, right? Wrong.
She litterally sings PEACOCK COCK COCK COCK pretty much throughout the whole song. Not only that but during the other times that she isn't mocking the poor birds name, she's actually singing about wanting to see a man's junk! v.v FAIL. What has this generation's music come to?
On the bright side of my today I got some cool new songs on my Ipod and I am super excited about Beach Day. Although I do feel bad for the people who will be in my car. Why? Because I will be blasting some pretty girly songs on my stereo until we get to the beach :) <----- Me, super excited.
YAY!
Two days ago I notice that a seed is actually coming out of the dirt. In fear that it might die if it stays outside of the dirt for too long so I put some dirt on top of it and bury it.
Yesterday I wake up to notice that yet again the stupid seed is digging its way out of the dirt. Annoyed I put more dirt on top and tighten it to keep it safely in the dirt.
Today I wake up and AGAIN the stupid seed is coming out of the dirt. Now angry that the other two plants have sprouted two pretty little green leaves and all mine can manage to do is push the seed out, I very rationally poke the seed until it goes back in and then top it off with some tight dirt. I then decide to look up the process of pumpkin plant growth....
Punpkin Plant Growth
I am now digging my poor baby out of his three extra layers of dirt. He's a fighter :) Me? I fail at planting...
