Chick Flicks

I will admit, I have a soft spot for chick flicks. The cheesier, the better. Its very pathetic. I don't care how predicable the ending is, how cliche the story line, I LOVE THEM. I have always been a a true romantic. Chick flicks just satisfy my craving for a love story. My most recent chick flick was Letters to Juliet. I LOVED it. Now, it wasn't the best movie but I still thought it was great. Some people scoff at cheesy romance. They can have their bloody action movies. I'll just stick to what I love.

Last Night

I could practically hear Britney Spear's song "Opps I did it Again" playing in my mind this morning. Last night, once again I stayed up to ridiculous hours to read a book. At the time I knew it was a terrible idea and that I would be insanely tired if I kept reading. But, as usual this didn't stop me. I refused to look at the clock and kept increasing the amount of pages I could read until I absolutely had to stop reading. Somehow I managed to finish reading my 500 page book last night. I am definitely paying for it today. Maybe someday I will learn...I doubt it though.

A night to remember

I couldn't have been more thrilled with the way prom turned out. I had a BLAST! Everything went perfectly! Here are just a few of the wonderful things about prom...

1. God stopped the rain for just the right amount of time

2. The food was to die for!

3. Everyone looked gorgeous

4. I was happy with my hair

5. Dancing was hilarious/great

6. We were flooded in!

Next year's prom certainly has large shoes to fill.

Tell me why??

I do not think I will ever understand why a person who obviously doesn't like teaching is a teacher. I have been asking myself this question from the first time I sat in my White day second period class. Its pathetic. If you don't want to put in the effort to prepare a lesson plan for a class, DO NOT BECOME A TEACHER! For heaven's sake, go into another field. Why torture yourself or your students. Everyone is a loser in this situation.

p.s. Sorry for the negativity in the blog, but a girls gotta rant every once in a while ;)

my addiction

My addiction is not to drugs, alcohol, or anything illegal. I am throughly obsessed with color. Nail color to be exact. As far back as I can remember, I've always LOVED having my nails painted. There is something about looking down and seeing a tiny splash of color that just makes my day a little brighter. There is rarely a time when I don't have my nails some wacky color, the brighter the better! Painting my nails one of the few things I always make time for.

Miracles Happen

As I previously stated in an earlier blog, I went out on a limb and joined the tennis team this year. I've absolutely loved everything about it. But, just liking it doesn't mean that I've been winning matches. It seems that for some reason, my lovely doubles partner and I have a pattern. We tie the first couple of games, and then for absolutely no reason at all...start sucking! I was beginning to believe that we would never get out of this terrible habit. However, my fears were blasted away this friday. Lee and I actually won our first match at the JV tennis tournement. We both were thrilled and found it very difficult not to act unsportmen like and do victory dances. Our goal was to at least make it through the first round. Much to our surprise, we won the next two games! This meant by God's grace we were in the championship game! Sadly we barely lost, coming in a close second place. I can honestly say I have never been more thrilled to be the second best.

ahh the internet

I use the internet because...

- I need it to stalk people on facebook. DUH!

- to check my email

- to fill up my endless hours of boredom

- to stay awake during certain US history classes :/

- to complete homework

- to buy clothes

- to listen to music

- to watch television shows i missed

- to waste time :)