Its beginning to feel a lot like Christmas..

I havent had such a good Christmas in years! I usually spend Christmas by myself (moping - because its also my dad's bday, who passed away) or I get to tag along with someone else's family and pretend Im part of theirs. Or, if I have a boyfriend, I spend it with them and get to receive a whole one present (that's usually cheap junk). I know, I know.. Christmas is about giving. Dont get me wrong, I do my fair share of giving and I do it well. But its still nice to receive too. This year I spent it with Robert's family and even though most of them I had just met, they still treated me like I was part of their family and like theyve known me the whole time. They were all so nice and I actually got gifts that I wanted. He has such a beautiful family too. This year felt like what Ive wanted since I lost my parents.. a snowy but warm Christmas with family.

Christmas Eve I bought myself a present - a 2005 Ninja 250. Its not exactly the bike that I wanted but I plan on dropping it a few times so I didnt want to get a good brand new bike. Its not that ugly, but ugly enough to where if I dropped it I wouldnt get really mad lol. Getting it was a hassle (left in the middle of work to go to the bank, loaded it up in the snow, unloaded it in the snow, found out that the battery died AFTER it was unloaded which meant Jake couldnt ride it home so it was loaded back into the truck and unloaded again at his house) but Im sure itll be well worth it. I will have pictures up sometime when its not freezing outside.

Biker chic

I mentioned before that Robert's Christmas present from me was a motorcycle course class. We woke up at 5 a.m. that Saturday and left the house at 6 a.m. to be there by 7 a.m. It was held at a football stadium and when we got there it was still dark and there were only a couple cars. I didnt exactly know where we were supposed to be (there are two parking sides to a football stadium) so I ended up driving around on one side, and then went and drove on the other side. Robert was confused and trying to guess at what I was doing the whole time, and even told me that if we were really playing football at 7 a.m. that he was going to be pissed. At ten til 7, parked in the lot, I popped the truck of my car and told him that there was a hint of what his present was in there. A little boy about to arrive at Disney World. All it took was a glance at motorcycle jackets and helmets.

Ok, let me just first say that what I was expecting was completely different from what really went on. I had been nervous about this since I first signed up for the classes but everyone reassured me that it was easy and that "stupidity" was expected from the trainers and that everyone else there would be just as inexperienced as me. NO. I was the ONLY girl there and the ONLY one that had NEVER EVER driven a bike. Everybody else in there, including Robert, already knew how to ride and were only there to get a license. It was extremely uncomfortable. The bike (cruiser) was heavy as hell and I couldnt hold it up. I laid the bike twice on day one; everytime the bike leaned Id put my foot down to try to hold it up but it was too heavy. I was so embarrassed and felt so stupid that I tried to just quit (I dont think my confidence wouldve been so low if I had just one other inexperienced person with me)..

So they switched me to a damn scooter.

Day two wasnt as bad, and long story short I passed the course. Yesterday Robert and I woke up bright and early to take the written test at the DMV. I made 100% and he made 74%. I am now motorcycle licensed and I am so glad its over!

You give yourself too much credit

Dear [insert name here],
If I dont want to be your friend, you cant make me be your friend. I like to surround myself with honest people and you are very far from that. You are the most negative person I know, actually. You talk shit behind EVERYONES back, including mine, and then you expect me to be nice to you, play/joke around with you, and tell you my personal shit as if you were my friend.

NOT HAPPENING.
I do not have "dumbass" or "kiss ass" written all over my face.

It was you that said to me "If you cant say anything nice, dont say anything at all." You are a two faced hyprocrite and I seriously cant stand to be around you. If you have to tell everyone that youre such a nice and honest person then most likely youre a rotten ass person but you tell everyone different to try to convince yourself that youre not what you really are. Pathetic. When you want to complain about me, make it because Im not doing something job-wise, not friend-wise. Bitch.

Typical Tina

As most of you know already, I come in a pair. But my twin sister Tina and I are nothing alike. That goes for pretty much EVERYTHING. She sent me an email about getting to her doctor's appointment that I thought was freaking HILARIOUS so I thought I would share (you will have to actually know her to think this is funny):


"Brent had to wake up at 430 this morning for his first client so I left the house at 5am and couldn’t go back to sleep once I got home.

So then my alarm goes off right as I was finally about to fall asleep – then I couldn’t get up.

So then I’m late for work and rushed out of the house to make it to my appt on time – realized that I forgot my phone at home – hesitated on whether to go back but didn’t bc then I’d be really late for my appt.

Traffic on 75 so I took a detour and it was the wrong detour – I was going to be there literally RIGHT ON TIME.

I’m on 75 and walnut yielding to oncoming traffic on service road and he rear ends me.

This makes me late. Write down all his crap but didn’t get to take pics because I left my phone at home… the phone I didn’t go get because I didn’t want to be late – how ironic.

Didn’t have time to lash out on him but it was an accident anyway.

Accident happened two min from the dr’s office. I get there and there’s only one spot open. The stupid suburban was the size of texas so they had to do a 10 point turn to wiggle out of the parking spot. Meanwhile someone pulls up behind him on the other side but I’m already there with my blinker on. She decides to steal my spot. THAT’s when my anger came.

So I pull up behind her and wait for her to exit. You can see her siloutte doing shit in her car bc she’s too pussy to come out. So I put my shit in park and wait – hell, I’m already f’n late.

So she opens her door and I say “did you not fucking see me sitting there the whole time with my f’n blinker on because I’m sure you did!”

She leans out of her car and says “don’t cuss at me! You better watch your mouth!”

And I say “how bout you get your white trash ass to learn some f’n courtesy!??!”

She says “you need to clean out your mouth young lady!”

And I say “YES MOM!!” and drive off.

We prob said some other stuff but my adrenaline was too high to remember.

Then I go park really far and I’m walking extremely fast to make it to my appt. and I see her coming up to the building too. She sees me and starts walking faster and I just keep my pace [and you know how I can walk fast lol]

So then I open the doors and I’m in the building and catch her last foot running into the elevator. She was probably pushing the button vigorously to close it and I said “yeah you better fucking run…”

LOL! I was so PISSED. She had a beat up miata convertible with duct tape all over the windows to seal out the rain/air."

HAHAH I love it!

Holiday spirit

The holidays are apparently getting to me. Im doing things that I dont normally do, like cooking. For some strange reason Ive been so into wanting to cook that Ive created a profile at allrecipes.com and added recipes to my "recipe box" so that I can pull it up when I have that urge to make something. I have already made three pumpkin breads. For me, thats insane. This last one I just made has cranberries in it. It was taken with my shitty camera phone but doesnt it still look delish? Mmm..

Another thing Ive been doing is shopping online. So far Ive found a leather motorcycle jacket at Victorias Secret (well, actually I want the whole outfit the model is wearing) and some shoes that I want from Bebe that total up to about $500 in all. They will not be on my Christmas wishlist nor will I buy them but I cant stop going back to gawk at them. Look at those damn shoes. They are simple yet so cute and I bet theyre a bitch to walk in but who cares when your feet look good.

Off topic, heres an update on the Twlight Saga.. I am now on the last book and although everyone says its the best one of them all I have accomplished reading 95 pages in a little over a week. Go me.