Kill me now

I finished off my milk today. Do you know what that means? It means no more Berry Berry Kix until I get more milk. I got basted in a feeling of overweightness earlier so I did a bunch of sit-ups to make myself feel better about it. 750, give or take. I could have been 1 or 2 off every now and then. In repititions of 50. Fifty in the middle, 50 on the left, and 50 on the right 5 times. I tried push-ups, too, but I was just sooooooo weakened by the sit-ups that I only did a total of 75. But keep in mind this is all over a period of 2 hours. Do you know the worst part? I haven't seen Harry Potter. Yes, this ties in PERFECTLY with the fat. How? That's for me to know and you to never figure out because I'm completely making up the possibility of a correlation.

I had my interview with CARPOOL (Caring Aggies R Protecting Over Our Lives). I think it went pretty well. I was a little nervous at first, but I felt a lot better after the girl that was interviewing me showed me her shoes. Okay, that sounds weird, but bare with me. She happened to look down at my feet and notice that I was wearing my pink Converse and she was like, "Wait a minute," and stuck out her leg to show me that she was wearing the same shoes as me! That was pretty neat. As well as the interview went, I really don't think that I'll make it because there were sooooooo many people trying out; about 250. I mean, as a Freshman, I think I have less of a chance despite the absurd amount of applicants. Whatev. It was worth a shot, right?

Psalms 27: 1
"The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom do I fear? The LORD is my life's refuge; of whom am I afraid?"

Thank you, Captain Obvious.

Yesterday was a Tuesday and that means that I had bowling. Unfortunately, the day got off to a rough start when I found out that Britney Spears kicked Kevin Federline out of their home. When Ashley and I heard about it from Candy 95.1 we just... we couldn't go on. I mean, if those two can't make it then who can? I called my mom to tell her the bad news, and I knew it came as a shock to her, too. Apparently Britney was upset with Kevin because he wouldn't stop smoking around the baby, but can you blame the guy? I mean, COME ON! Stop smoking around an infant? Pa-lease. Anyway, I consoled my mom about it and Ashley and I moped along to bowling. We found James on Lane 1 and I could feel it was going to be a good day because we were in the first lane, and winners are first. Our first game went really well. I mean, we actually hit pins and such. The second game wasn't as good as the first, but we all still did really well. James almost got a turkey, and that would have been awesome. He got two strikes in a row, but then only 9 pins in the third frame. Anyway, we had to bowl with these two guys in Lane 2 and one of them we bowled with last week and he's freaking awesome at bowling. Like, he's so good he's not even allowed to have a handicap. But this guy, Matt, just seems really depressed. I mean, he'll bowl, and knock 9 over and walk away shaking his head, then he'll pick up the spare and he walks away looking even more disappointed than he did when he didn't get a strike. Sometimes he would even get a strike and walk away looking like he was going to cry.

But that's not who this is about. This is about the jerk of a guy that was on Matt's team. I don't remember his name, and frankly I don't care, because he was a jerk. I'll just call him Daniel, because that could have been it. So, Daniel's not a very good bowler. I mean, his handicap was only 3 less than mine, so that should tell you something right there. Anyway, sometimes when I bowl I slip a little and nearly fall. It happens. I have to use a 10 pound ball, and the weight of the ball causes me to lose balance sometimes and I trip a little. Sure, Ashley and James laugh a little, but they laugh with me, not at me. Daniel decided to laugh at me. As I went up for the shot I slipped and had to catch myself, which looks a little strange. I still picked up the spare, but I looked a little silly doing it, and when I turned around Daniel was just like, "Hahaha. Gee, maybe you should fall more often if you're going to bowl like that. Hahaha," and then he imitated me tripping while sitting down and it just looked like he was having a seizure or something. It really hurt my feelings. No one laughed, because it wasn't funny. It was just mean. So later on when he was up to bowl I thanked Ashley and James for not making fun of me when I trip, which is about once or twice per game. But I think God was listening to the sadness I felt inside because after a few frames Daniel tripped, too. I laughed heartily to myself.

Sirach 28: 17
"A blow from a whip raises a welt, but a blow from the tongue smashes bones."

Thoughts of the Week

• I want to learn how to knit.
• I'd go groupie for the lead singer of Fall Out Boy because I love his voice so much.
• I'm glad I can absorb information so easily.
• I need to clean off my desk.
• I can't wait for Thanksgiving. Man, that holiday is going to be crazy.
• I should probably wash my dishes before another roach comes in here like the one that crawled on Cristen while she was on the computer.
• Thank goodness Cristen bought Febreeze. I don't know what we'd do without it.
• Does this smell too dirty to wear again?
• I need to do laundry.
• I think I might try to double major in Meteorology and BIMS. Yeah... good luck with that one, Julie.
• I can't wait until Christmas when I can start my Latin training.
• *Drool* For so many reasons that I'm not even going to begin to list.
• I'm turning into Rogue. Should I dye the gray hairs?
• Don't forget to Q-drop math.
• I should start planning my schedule for next semester. Chemistry, Physics, Biology, Intro to BIMS, maybe Bowling 2, and I'll attend Math 151 without actually being registered in it. Way to screw yourself over, Julie.
• My camera eats up batteries like a fat kid eats up chocolate cake. At least, a fat kid that's not allergic to anything in the cake. And a fat kid that's not on a diet... or doesn't like cake...
• Or recently got their tonsils taken out.
• Or recently underwent some sort of jaw surgery that would prevent him from eating anything solid.
• I like daylight savings time... but only in the fall when I gain an hour.
• Man, I need to shave. It's been, what, two weeks?
  
• AWESOME! It's hailing!
• I need to steal music from Rachel.

I'd say that's about it for now. A lot of stuff has been going on and I've been randomly busy, and there's a story behind pretty much everything up there, but there's just so much that I couldn't possibly write it all down, nor would anyone read it. So... THE END. And I actually did add some more pictures to the picture blog, but I have so many pictures that I want to put up that I'm going to have to do some editting to the entire format of that thing, so it could be a while before I put up a hefty sum.