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| allright...so it's been a month, so here's your update bitches. I
actually will write more this week, but currently I am enthralled in a
conversation with my sister about stupid roommates, and in a
conversation with a friend trying to work out a deal to have him come
visit me. I mean, come on, who wouldn't want to spend $200 on a
plane ticket to go to an OSU football game with me!? crazy, I
know.
Later gators!
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| So I'm all moved into my new apartment in Columbus, except for one thing...myself! 
I'll be heading out there in about a week and a half due to 2 doctors
appointments that I have to attend...yay for doctors. The move
was fairly painless...except for one huge problem. And if you
know me, then you know what that problem was...I'm still too pissed off
at the responsible party to talk about it.  What a child.
On a brighter note I'm picking up my puppy on Friday!!!! YAY!!! 
His name is Luken, and he's a one-year old hound/lab mix. he's
fucking adorable, and I can't wait until I finally have my own dog and
I can quit mooching off of Lori. Haha.
Speaking of dogs, I'd like to rant about men. Why are they so
retarded? To those of us who know a little about genetics, I wish
there was some explanation in the Y gene, but unfortunately there is
not.
For instance, consider the following example: A girl has been dating
this boy for quite awhile. the boy will soon be heading off to
med school, but every time the girl brings up the subject of what will
happen when he leaves, he blows her off. This of course leads to
numerous fights and disagreements about the status of their
relationship. Nevertheless, the boy buys the girl flowers, says I
love you 100 times a day, etc. Then, the night before he leaves
to go on a fishing trip to Canada, ignores said girlfriend and
roommates girlfriend at dinner to speak exclusively to male
roommate. then both males fail to show up at the next bar,
leaving both girlfriends in a bar filled with single, horny, drunk
men. then, to make matters worse, doesn't understand why his
girlfriend is so mad when they finally meet back at the house at like 3
am.
To me, this is completely unacceptable behavior. Why wouldn't you
want to spend your last night before an all-male trip with your
girlfriend who you supposedly love? 
And what's with guys trying to make girls jealous? Why would I
give a shit what girls you're hanging out with, hooking up with,
marrying, if I'm not friends with you and if I'm not dating you?
Ever stop and think that girls could be doing the same thing, just not
broadcasting it to everyone they know?
And to those guys out there, i need an opinion...specifically those of
you who might be engaged (i.e. Jay), or who just want to lend some
advice. Why would a guy try numerous times to contact an
ex-girlfriend of his if he not only treated the girl like complete shit
and hasn't had a real conversation with her in months, but is also
engaged to be married and supposed to be "soooo happy"? I'm not
talking about once, or even twice. I'm talking about a couple
times a week, for about a month, leaving messages for the girl
even though she consistantly ignores him. To make matters even
more interesting, the last "conversation" had with said ex-boyfriend
was via email about 6-7 months ago, where the ex-boyfriend told the
girl to quote "have a nice life". Why would a sane person do that
to a girl? 
And last story. A male and a female have been friends for quite
awhile. Occasionally they hook up, but there is never any
intention to have a relationship other than the infamous "friends with
benefits". however, one night, after hooking up, the guy tells
the girl that he thinks it's weird that they hook up. The problem
is he's not quite sure why he feels that way, just something doesn't
feel "right" about them getting it on. The kicker is that the guy
is always the initiater of booty...let me reiterate - ALWAYS THE
INITIATOR OF BOOTY. Also, said male is always very cuddly before
and after these booty encounteres...so why would he all of a sudden
feel "weird"? wouldn't a sane guy want to keep getting free ass
without the committment of a relationship?
BAH! MEN MAKE ME SO ANGRY!!!!! Even the ones I'm related
to. And it's not just me, almost all of my friends and family
members feel the same...hence where I got most of my stories from.
Ugh. I don't know what that rant accomplished, but that's what a
rant is for. To just get it out. I'm done with men.
For a very very long time. Except for my cute puppy I'm getting on
friday who just happens to be male. 
I'm sorry to anyone I may have offended...but you know what, I really
don't care. People offend me all the time. And the fiesty
mexican in me really doesn't give a shit what y'all think of me! 
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| yes, you are correct, Dustin definitely left my last entry. Funny
how all of you knew he left it before I even knew he put it
there! Because of that, he is officially banned from the "first
comment contest"...so there!
and yes, you read my "currently watching" correctly. What can I say, I'm a sucker for cheesy movies on late at night!
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| Have I ever mentioned how awesome Dustin is? Really, he's stupendous.
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| I can't believe I'm leaving the cities on Sunday...that's less than a week away! Where the hell did the past 4 years go? 
I really hate saying goodbye to people as well as places. And
this week, that's all I'm doing. Having "farewell" lunches, and
drinks, and hang outs. And while I'm excited as hell to start a
new life in Ohio, I really hate that I'm leaving so many memories
behind me here in the Twin Cities. You know, when I graduated
high school, all my friends and I talked about how we'd never have that
feeling again, that sadness coming with leaving the past but the
excitement of what lies ahead. And I never thought that my 4
years of college would really fly by as quick as they did. Now
here I stand, 4 years later, getting ready to embark on yet another
journey in a "foreign" city and state all by myself.
Doesn't it seem like just yesterday when we were all climbing the
stairs to that first dreaded dorm room, waiting to see who our
roommate(s) would be? And I can still remember walking around
campus aimlessly, completely lost with no clue where to go..even though
I had looked up the building my next class was in on the map. And
man, did I seem to always have money back in the day! Now I have
to check my checkbook to see how much I can spend on groceries this
week.
Times change. Places change. People change. Change
can sometimes be fore the better, and sometimes for the worse.
Hopefully most of us that are graduating or making a possible career
change are making changes for the better. Even though the thought
of starting a new life once again may seem scary, what's really holding
you back? Most likely the fear of change. But what better
time to overcome those fears than now. Because when you think
about it, none of us really have any obligations where we are.
(exceptions given to those who are engaged and/or married) I
mean, sure our families may be near, but they're family. Won't
they always be there for you? It's not like if you move to
another city your family will suddenly dissappear or disown you.
And what's to say that if you move away, you won't enjoy your new found
freedom and space more? I personally am looking forward to having
my own place. The thought of coming home and not having to worry
about having privacy, or having to clean up after someone else, or have
to be concious of someone elses feelings gives me an overwhelming
feeling of excitement. Like my aunt said tonight, you'll never
have to worry about another roommate again until you get married!
To which I responded, "yea, but then I'll be able to tell them what to
do, so that won't matter".
The moral of the story is that change is good. Change can only
make a more well-rounded, stronger person. don't be afraid of
change, but embrace it. Everything happens for a reason and if
things don't work out that way you had planned, then somewhere down the
line, things will work themselves out. And just remember, if you
ever get the urge to visit Ohio, while I may not want permanent
roommates, I will always welcome short-term visitors. 
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