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This isn't the picture of the actual car...this is just the same model I got. :)
A 1994 White Saturn SL2 Sedan.
Don't ask me what that means...I just feel smarter saying it. [ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<_<...>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] This isn't the picture of the actual car...this is just the same model I got. :) <img src="http://www.nw-autopage.com/lg_pics/2020940.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"> A 1994 White Saturn SL2 Sedan. Don't ask me what that means...I just feel smarter saying it. <_<... 96,000 miles...goes for $3994, but we got it for $2000 exactly. This is what I find funny though. So we go to Denver to look at this car...and the guy says I'm more than welcome to drive it. So I drove it around with dad in the car, and he says, "Hey, can I drive it?" How could I say "no" to dad? So I let him drive it, he's making turns and stopping...commenting on how good the car is. Then we pull into the wrong parking lot. So when he reversed, I said, "I'm glad you're driving it, because I was too afraid I'd wreck it somehow and we'd HAVE to buy it." Then <i>*BAM!*</i> He hit a pole. *laughs* My dad, the perfect driver who's only had one ticket because he was running late to school and sped in a school zone...hit a pole XD He ruined my new car!!!! :cry: (jk ;)) Just scratches and a barely noticeable dent. We go to the guy and dad tells him what happened. "*laughs* Well, you break it, you bought it!" Which is fine, because I really loved the car. :D Current Mood:  giggly Current Music: "Go The Distance" |
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Mar. 19th, 2005 @ 02:58 am
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Got this from momsy...
Bold the states you've been to, underline the states you've lived in, and italicize the state you're in now.
Alabama / Alaska / Arizona / Arkansas / California / Colorado / Connecticut / Delaware / Florida / Georgia / Hawaii / Idaho / Illinois / Indiana / Iowa / Kansas / Kentucky / Louisiana / Maine / Maryland / Massachusetts / Michigan / Minnesota / Mississippi / Missouri / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / New Hampshire / New Jersey / New Mexico / New York / North Carolina / North Dakota / Ohio / Oklahoma / Oregon / Pennsylvania / Rhode Island / South Carolina / South Dakota / Tennessee / Texas / Utah / Vermont / Virginia / Washington / West Virginia / Wisconsin / Wyoming / Washington D.C /
Don't know why Washington D.C. is on there, buut...I'll leave it there because Batista is from there.
[ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<_<>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] Got this from momsy...
Bold the states you've been to, underline the states you've lived in, and italicize the state you're in now.
<b>Alabama</b> / <b><u>Alaska</b></u> / Arizona / Arkansas / <b>California</b> / <b><i>Colorado</b></i> / <b>Connecticut</b> / Delaware / <b>Florida</b> / <b>Georgia</b> / Hawaii / Idaho / <b>Illinois</b> / Indiana / Iowa / Kansas / <b>Kentucky</b> / Louisiana / Maine / Maryland / Massachusetts / <b>Michigan</b> / Minnesota / Mississippi / <b>Missouri</b> / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / New Hampshire / <b>New Jersey</b> / New Mexico / <b>New York</b> / <b>North Carolina</b> / North Dakota / Ohio / Oklahoma / Oregon / Pennsylvania / <b>Rhode Island</b> / <b>South Carolina</b> / South Dakota / Tennessee / <b><u>Texas</b></u> / Utah / Vermont / <b>Virginia</b> / Washington / <b>West Virginia</b> / Wisconsin / Wyoming / Washington D.C /
Don't know why Washington D.C. is on there, buut...I'll leave it there because Batista is from there.
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Mar. 18th, 2005 @ 11:16 pm
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So I was at my nursery job, and there's this little girl. She can walk but she was still in diapers. Her name is Bianca.
Bianca loved playing with the toys with her older sister.
Well, this other little girl (named Sophie) about her age comes, and Sophie starts crying. "Mommy! I don't want you to go! PLEASE mommy!"
And I look at the corner of my eye and see Bianca drop whatever she was playing with, and run over to Sophie.
Sophie kind of looks at her like, "Who are you?" and Bianca giggles and gives Sophie the BIGGEST hug! And she's like, "S'okay! S'okay!"
I thought they might know each other other. So I asked if they did, and it turns out the mother's never seen this little girl before.
Just thought that was so sweet. ^_^Current Mood:  giddy Current Music: "On The Road" from Thumbelina |
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Started telling them, "You know, I'm really glad I know you guys. I just want to thank you for being there for me, even through the hard times with my mom's cancer and my dog dying."
And now...I don't think they're my friends anymore.
But I'll find out tomorrow when I talk to one of them.Current Mood:  shocked Current Music: "Big Show" |
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Some of you already know I have this illness, but some of you don't.
About once every year or so, I get a "virus" where I vomit up everything, then dry heave, get dehydrated, and if not treated, die 3 days later. :P
So we went to the hospital...get an IV and put the usual medicine in me.
But for some odd reason, the medicine I've been using for the past 10 years didn't do the trick. Even at maximum dosages. And a plus, I had to be put on oxygen.
So they gave me a new medicine, had to go almost to the maximum with that. While I was dozing off, there was talk of admitting me to the hospital. Then it seemed like a minute later, I was in a wheelchair ready to be taken home.
But most of that is from what mom told me. I don't remember much from it, because I kept falling asleep. Weirdly enough, I was having these strange dreams with Muhammad Hassan (a wrestler on Raw), but I can't recall anymore than that.
This happened right after I got home from school too. :P Had a bad day too.
My mom had to call my work, saying I couldn't do anything Saturday or Sunday. So I spent Saturday in bed, dozing off, tossing and turning. My brothers came to see me when they heard of what happened.
They are so sweet. They know this happens to me every so often, but they still come to see me anyway, to make sure I'm all right.
So Sunday, I was just aching all over. All I did was stay and watch some movies in my room cause I could barely stand up.
And now, I'm off to school.
There goes my weekend... XD
Feb. 28th, 2005 @ 12:49 pm
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At first today was starting to look down. I went to the nursery job this morning, where a kid was crying so much he puked all over the floor, on my shoe, etc.
And all but three of the kids, wouldn't share toys. We told them constantly that they needed to share, and they'd say "Okay!"
But then when a kid walked over and asked, "Can I play with you?" the other kid screamed, "IT'S MY TOY! NOT YOURS! GET AWAY FROM ME OR I'LL TELL MOMMY!!!"
o_o;;;;.....
Was very glad I went home and took a nap, after changing my clothes.
Then I had a career appointment where I take a test and the computer determines what career would fit best for me.
It mostly was focused around the education and arts area, but what the computer confirmed were the following:
Art/Music/Vocal/Speech Teacher
Secondary Teacher
PE Teacher
School Counselor
Therapist for mental illnesses
Psychiatrist
Animal Caretaker
Archaeologist
I have to take it one step at a time. I now know what career I would like best, but now I must focus on graduating this June.
I still feel weird about it though.
Since I dropped out of high school for medical reasons, I enrolled at this school for kids who dropped out. The reason I think it's strange is because I feel like I'm not smart enough. I mean...I'm 19, will be 20 this year, and I'm still in high school.
Right now I should be enjoying my second semester of college.
But things happen for a reason, and I just have to accept that.
So my day was looking up, but I was dreading Raw. I didn't know where Batista would end up. I wanted him to stay on Raw, but signs were pointing to Smackdown.
Then I was thinking he would surprise them both and choose neither for some weird and pointless reason.
But in the end, I was so glad I taped Raw.
Raw was getting worried because Batista didn't show up for awhile. The fans, my friends, were getting restless.
So until he showed up, we all pretended he was at my house, sitting on the futon behind me, watching Raw.
Just so you know, it's just my friends and my sick sense of humor from here on. ;)
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I didn't know what Batista's deal was. I offered him a drink while we sat watching Raw.
"You know..." I said, "Raw is being held in another state. You should get there pretty soon...cause, you know, it's a big night."
"Ya I know.."
Then he sipped his drink and continued watching.
So I let it go.
When it was about an hour into the show, I said, "Listen, Dave, it's not that I don't want you in my house, which is perfectly fine by the way. I'm sure my parents were a little scared when they saw a huge man walk in the door casually and go down stairs."
In all honesty, they were used to it by now.
"But seriously, you should get going. Don't disappoint your fans."
But he sipped his drink and continued watching. What showed up then were clips of Batista about making his final decision. He looked at me and said, "It's really weird to watch myself on television, you know that?"
I wouldn't know.
Well, about near the end of the show, his phone rang.
"Who is it?"
"Meh...Nature Boy."
So he didn't answer.
But it was weird, because then it showed Bob Barker-rric Flair leaving a message for Dave.
Dave chuckled to himself while watching.
He chuckled even more when Triple H came out right when Ric was talking about him.
I wasn't really paying attention...but then Triple H started bitching, so I started watching.
"Can you believe this? It's supposed to be the BIGGEST night in Batista's career. It's supposed to be the biggest night in the history of Evolution, Ric. This is the first night, this is where it all happens. You and I are going to run this business and it all starts tonight! After everything we have done for him and tonight, of all nights, he has the guts to be over two hours late?!"
"Told you..." I said sarcastically.
"You know champ, you have bent over backwards for him! You created Batista! You made him! You put in a position to make a huge amount of impact on this industry. You did it!"
"Huh..." I mused. "You know, I honestly think he wants you to join Smackdown because he's afraid you'll beat him."
"And he knows it too..."
"I've done even more than you know."
That's when we paid more attention.
"You know how hard it is to get footage from Smackdown of JBL and Big Show and get it put into Raw? It's not easy."
Batista leaned in closer.
"And do you know how hard it is to find a white limousine and get those STUPID big horns put on the front to make Dave think that JBL was trying to run him over?"
I put my hand over my mouth and gasped. I looked over at Batista, who's eyebrows arched.
He was getting angry.
Ric was getting upset, but Triple H was throwing out a lot of bull shit. I noticed when he said, "Sometimes Dave is not smart enough to know what's good for him."
Dave clenched his fist.
"Just trying to ensure that he made the right decision tonight, and went to Smackdown."
Almost in synch, Batista, Ric, and I said "Oh my god..."
I thought Ric would defend Batista, but honestly, I should know better. Ric started praising Triple H on being a genius.
"What are you going to do, Dave?"
Dave started punching his fist in his hand.
"Dave?"
"That son of a bitch." he whispered.
He quickly got up, said, "I'm going to run there. Call me and put the phone on the television so I can hear it."
I fixed his tie as he put his jacket on, then he was off!
I called him as soon as he left.
"What's happening now?"
I told him it was mostly just Ric dancing like an idiot.
"Hey, how fast CAN you run?"
"You'll see..."
When Triple H started talking again, I put my phone to the speaker of the television.
"Ric! Ya, it's a great plan, but it's all for nothing if the big idiot gets here tonight, and decides to be selfish and stay on Raw. Batista needs to do what's right for Evolution. What's right for Evolution is right for Batista. And what's right for Batista is for him to go to Smackdown."
I put the phone back to my ear. "All right. You're in for a good show, Meg. I'll talk to you later."
Then it showed Batista at the door, shaking his head.
Honestly, I don't know how he does it.
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Now back to the real world.
Batista was...awesome.
My friend and I were throwing out ideas before it showed him at the door.
"I think he's going to Smackdown, I mean, all the signs point to it."
"Ya, but see, maybe that's what they WANT you to think!"
When Triple H started talking, we all knew Batista was listening. It was just obvious.
The managers made their points about why he should join one of their shows, Triple H made his point about why he should go to Smackdown. Batista meanwhile was holding the two clip boards with the contracts, staying silent and listening to all their points.
Honestly, I think he was thinking "Yep, gonna kill Ric and Hunter when this is over."
I just love how he keeps his cool. *laughs*
When Triple H was done, Batista talked.
"Hunter, I've known what I was going to for a looong time."
Then he threw down the Raw clipboard and someone in the audience screamed, "NO NO NO NO NO!!!!" Thought that was hilarious!
Triple H and Bob Barker gave him the thumbs up.
Batista did too, smiling.
....
But then he stopped smiling and motioned his thumb down.
Triple H looked like he said "What the f***!?", and though I don't know why, he went over and tried to punch him.
But hell, Batista knew what he was doing.
He knocked both Triple H and Bob Barker down, then threw Bob Barker OUT of the ring.
Then he started taking his jacket off. And in secret I was hoping he'd rip his shirt again and start beating up someone.
My wish came true. Except he didn't exactly rip. More like, "frantically taking off the tie and frantically un buttoning the shirt because this shirt is my favorite shirt."
Then he put Triple H's head between his legs, pulled him upwards, and slammed him on the table beside them!
He slammed the world's champion...through the freaking table!
Then he casually walked beside Triple H, holding the Raw clipboard contract, and signed it.
The crowd started chanting his name.
When he signed, he threw the pen and grabbed the mic while the audience applauded and cheered.
"Hunter, I'm staying right here on Raw."
The audience cheered.
He threw the clipboard contract at Triple H.
"And at wrestlemania, I'm taking the world championship."
He then leaned in closer.
"...FROM YOU!"
The audience went wild!
Then he grabbed the belt and threw his arms in the air! Then went to the corner of the ring, climbed up, put his arms up again, and sported the belt around his hips, where it truly belongs.
I was so excited, I jumped in my car, drove to Target, and grabbed the Raw magazine.
Today was truly a productive, yet awesome day.
Feb. 22nd, 2005 @ 12:41 am
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Not only did an awesome person give me a web site with a lot of Batista pictures from Thursday's Smackdown, but Heat and Velocity showed clips of him smashing the limo, tearing the bull horns, beating the ever loving hell out of everyone while JBL ran away like a wimp. And to top it off, he ripped his shirt off, had a staredown with Big Show, and then they both stared down JBL.
Freaking. Awesome.
Feb. 20th, 2005 @ 08:31 pm
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Since July?
And jesus I complained a lot in the summer. *laugh*
Well, a lot has happened in my life. Some good. Some bad.
Got a job. Then got fired because a customer threatened physical violence at me, then told the boss I said that to him.
Honestly, how stupid can people get? I was known as the quiet, keeps to herself, very nice person. Why would my boss think I said that to a man who reminded me of Big Show?
Huh....John Travolta is kind of naked on my television set right now, putting on gold jewelry.
Anyway...
Then I enrolled in a school in October for kids who dropped out. I dropped out because my depression was getting the best of me. Currently I have straight A's. A LOT better than when I was in regular public school with D's and C's.
Well now John Travolta is dancing...
What the hell am I watching!?
*turns if off*
I also got into wrestling...a lot. Not my fault either. :P...okay it is. I asked what my friends on-line were watching, and they were watching a show called "Raw." So I turned it on Spike TV, and the first thing I see is a man who looks like Bob Barker, with a blonde hairy man, and a really really huge yet handsome guy with the best arms I've seen and a back I could massage for hours. I listened to him for a few minutes, and realized this guy was polite, courteous, and patient in a way. Better than the other wrestlers I saw. It's not everyday you see a handsome, buff man who's polite and has a nice sounding voice.
But then he was versing this tag team called "La Resistance".
"Two against one!?" I asked my friend Scare.
"He can beat them..."
"But how?"
Next thing I knew, this man shoved one of La Resistance's flag poles (that they wave around...a lot) in someone's ass.
I didn't believe it at first. In fact, I was kidding around saying "SHOVE IT IN HIS ASS!" before it happened. I thought he was going to rip the flag or smack them with it.
But no.
He shoved it in one of their asses.
It was then and there I found a new likeness.
And that big buff man (in case you don't know), with the handsome face with a sweet voice that was courteous, was Dave Batista.
If he wasn't married, I'd be in lust right now. But no, I just have a new found respect for him.
He...is...awesome.
I'll write more some other time, right now I am hungry and so is my father :) DINNER TIME!!!
Feb. 19th, 2005 @ 05:57 pm
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You know...I never know what to think of him.
Previously I said he can be egotistical and an ass...but he has his moments.
Right now my girl friends are pissed off at him. Why? NOT a clue.
Well..from what I gathered in the past. They over-exaggerate stories.
Kind of like what a kid does.
"HEY! MY DAD IS 9 FEET TALL!!!"
And they...of course...make him look like the bad guy and them look like the damsel in distress.
But I don't know why.
He's a nice guy. He and I had a nice talk today. In this convo he showed me how mature he can be and how responsible it is.
My friends want to drink on Laura's birthday, and he's already been in trouble with the law for drinking.
The thing I don't understand though is...
Why do they do that to him?
Are they feeling angry themselves and feel the need to take it out on someone else? Are they feeling self-concious? Do they not want to believe that Brandon is actually a pretty good guy and they want to have the "sitcom" life where the "cute guy is a jerk-off"?
And it's kind of interesting, yet old, to correct them on a situation.
It's like playing "phone"
One girl will say, "Brandon was a little rude, but he was around his friends."
And the last person will hear, "Brandon was an ass hole who should be shot and left to die under a fat woman's ass because he's a jerk."
And when I correct them, THEY get mad at me.
It's rather funny.
I sometimes wonder about my friends. I sometimes wonder WHY I hang out with them even. We're so different from each other. They range from metal-lovers to prissy preppy sorta.
And me? I don't know what to call myself. I love a variety of things. I wear jeans, t-shirts...I draw a lot. I write stories. I like watching people play video games. I love Disney, MadTV, Whose Line is it Anyway, and M*A*S*H. I listen to alternative rock.
What the bleeding hell am I?
I may never know.
*dun dun dun*
Isn't it odd that everytime I end an entry, I go COMPLETELY off topic from what I stated? Might be because I'm tired.
Jun. 29th, 2004 @ 03:47 am
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You know...now that I think about it.
This incident is kind of amusing.
It took five 18 year olds, plus two 17 year olds watching, and a pawn shop man to fix a blown tire.
To get the nuts to budge, my friend Erick pretty much stood on the chisel (sorry if I spelt that wrong) and jumped on it.
In the end he was proclaiming, "GOD MADE ME FAT FOR A REASON!!!"
And it really made me think. Brandon can be egotistical sometimes...and he actually answered his cell phone and took his free time from playing video games and hanging out with his best friend to help me.
And this really made me think.
That night, I had a dream about an award's ceremony with Vince Vaughn. And I looked in my dreamer's guide to see what it meant.
Know what it said under "Ceremony"?
"This means you have very reliable friends."
Awesome...no?
Jun. 27th, 2004 @ 05:09 am
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Almost got into one.
For those who live in Colorado Springs...you'll the know the street I'm talking about.
Going down Filmore at 11:45ish PM. During the day, the street is busy. So...lots of pot holes and such.
Ya...didn't see a pot hole.
Totally blew my tire out.
So I quickly pulled into a small parking lot. And this is the rich ironic part.
Know what parking lot I turned into?
A tire company.
It closed at 6PM.
So here I am...freaking out in a bad part of town. I was following my friends to another friend's house.
So I called one of them on my cell and told them what happened.
They were nice enough to come back and try to help me.
Then we see Brandon's car whiz past us. And he was nice enough to come back and help us too.
Long story short...it took us til 1:40AM to fix the tire WITH the help of a man who worked in the pawn shop.
I know it was just a blown tire...but...it was really scary. I thought I hit something. And the loud noise just scared the heck out of me.
Jun. 25th, 2004 @ 02:17 am
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Sometimes I ask myself.
"Why? Why do I not have a boyfriend?"
Sometimes I ask myself.
"Why? Why do I even WANT a boyfriend?"
I see how my friends react around their boyfriends...and it's really sickening. So clingy, pressuring them, etc.
And of course (and I'm used to it by now, trust me), they don't have time to hang out with other friends.
And then when the guys break up with them, they start crying hysterically to me...the person they've ignored for god knows HOW long...and say one of two things.
"He's such an ass hole. He told me I was ."
or...
"It's all my fault. I need to change my ways."
But in the end...they don't change their ways...and it's another episode of "One Meg To Live" over again. Same plot. Same characters. Same bad things.
This turns me off from wanting a boyfriend. I don't want to be like them and I don't see the appeal of exchanging saliva.
Then again...I wish I DID have a boyfriend. Someone I could talk to when I was down. Someone to hang out with. Someone I feel comfortable with.
But in the end, I end up boyfriend-less...and I ask myself, "Is that good? Or bad?"
Jun. 6th, 2004 @ 04:51 pm
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Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who!
What Monty Python Character are you?
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OWNED!
Jun. 4th, 2004 @ 02:38 pm
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You are The Bride, a.k.a. Beatrix Kiddo.
Which Kill BIll Female Are You?
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Sass!
May. 29th, 2004 @ 05:23 am
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My brothers came home Wednesday.
It's been great and all, but...I forgot the cons of the situation.
My sister and niece, whom I do not get along with at all...
Have been over...
EVERY....
DAY....
It's been nothing but aggravating.
Every moment she gets, she HAS to embarrass me somehow or talk crap about me so my future sister in laws will not like me.
It's really hurtful if you ask me. My niece already hates me because of my sister's lies and I would love nothing more than to be in good terms with my niece. And in the future I'd like to have at least ONE sister to get along with.
Ah well...such is life.
I better go though. I'm exhausted.
May. 28th, 2004 @ 10:19 pm
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It's a tad hard to explain if you don't know the game...so I shall try my best. :)
There's a Sega Genesis game made by in the 1990's called "Shining Force". It's a rpg game. The beginning goes like this.
In ages long forgotten... Light fought Darkness for control of the world.
Dark Dragon led the evil hordes of darkness.
The Ancients fought back with the Powers of Light.
Dark Dragon was defeated and cast into another dimension.
The Lord of Darkness vowed to return in 1,000 years.
Time passed, and Dark Dragon was forgotten by all.
Ten centuries of peace ruled the land of Rune.
Until the kingdom of Runefaust brought war to Rune.
Hordes of evil creatures ravaged the land.
Here and there, strongholds of Good still held out...
awaiting a Hero who could wield the Powers of Light!
Amazing, no?
http://sf1.shiningforcecentral.com/shining_force.html?pages/characters_force.html
Here's pictures.
http://www.shiningforcecentral.com/directory/shining_force.php
Here's a good site
http://rpg-home.lunar-net.com/sf-web/index.html
An equally awesome site
Anyway. The icon is what I'd look like if I had my own Shining Force portrait.
May. 28th, 2004 @ 10:04 pm
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