Are you feeling Randi, baby?!?

Everyone meet Randi. This is my friend who is on the squad with me. I am pretty sure that we were separated at birth (that would explain why I look nothing like my family). Randi is moving in today, so I spent the majority of the day deep cleaning the house, didn't want her parents to think I lived in filth. Let's see... about Randi. I think that Randi is God's cruel little joke on the rest of the women in the world. He was really feeling vindictive the day she was born. I mean, Look at her for heaven sake!!! It just isn't fair I tell you! We pretty much have the exact same personality, except she is much more laid back than me. She also has a southern draw that comes out really bad when she is drunk ("What are Y'all doing?"). She has arthritis in her neck and is currently going to rehab for her back. She also has to get surgery on her hand every 2 years. Through all of her chronic injuries, she never complains. Now that's Army Tough. And above all, she has a huge heart. Glad I found her down here. I don't think I would have survived without her. Here's to a new roomie!!!

God, I want a brownie

Today marks day 2 of my diet. Yes, diet. Horrible word isn't it? Yuck. I am currently dieting in the effort to lose 5-8 pounds. I have cut myself down to only low calorie/low fat foods. Yesterday I had Kix cereal for breakfast (no milk), a plain turkey sandwich for lunch, and a grilled chicken breast for dinner. Today has gone relatively the same way. I skipped breakfast on accident (forgot my cereal), and I just finished a turkey sandwich. I have also been drinking nothing but water for the past two days. I really don't like water. I normally drink pop and juice. The water is probably the hardest part for me. After I rest for a little I plan on taking the dog for a walk. I have heard that you burn more calories walking for an hour than you do running for 20 minutes. So, that is the plan. Unfortunately for me, I am not a vegetable lover, so this whole eating healthy thing is going to be a challenge. But it will be worth it.Hopefully I can get my body fat percentage down too. I am going to look damn good at 110 pounds.

Cinderella's Castle

So.. Here are some of the items that WERE on my list of things to do before I die... but I have accomplished these.

1) See Cinderella's Castle in Disney World

2) Get my palm read by a psychic

3) Ride a mechanical Bull

4) Visit Alcatraz Island

5) Skydive

6) Fall in Love at least twice

7) Buy a House

8) Get a 4.0 in college (currently in progress)

As you can see that is a far cry from finishing the list... but it is a start. I still need to visit Europe, Save someone's life, and learn how to play chess. Those will come later. I will tell you about more of these goals later! Here's to an extrodinary Life!

Free Fallin'

I just want to live. Not a normal life with few exciting experiences, but an extraordinary one. On Saturday, I went skydiving. It was one of the 50 or so items on my list of things to do before I die. (I know...at this point some of you are thinking...you could have died. But hey, what a way to go right?) Anyway, I was strapped to a trained professional, by the name of Justice, so that made my chances of death slightly less. (The funny thing is, before I ever got in the plane there were two different guys fighting over who was going to be falling with me... I get the feeling it had something to do with the bondage aspect. ha ha.) Back to the story...I jumped out of a plane from 10,000 feet. It was freaking awesome!!! I was so psyched to do it that I don't think it every REALLY crossed my mind that I was jumping out of an airplane (kinda freaky when I think about it in hindsight). Anyway, the rush was well worth it! I was falling so fast it didn't even feel like I was actually falling, it felt like I was flying. (Why in the world would Superman EVER take the bus)? There was a camera man that jumped out after me and Justice, so I have about 70 pictures of the whole experience. I have to admit that my face in several of the pictures isn't exactly cute, but hey, what do you expect? The view was amazing and Justice even let me control the parachute while we were gliding. I don't think he was supposed to let me do that, but it just made the experience that much better. I would recommend jumping out of a plane to anyone. I think everyone should do it at least once in there life! There is nothing like it. Miles above Ordinary!

Nothing Else to Say

I feel like writing, but I don't really have anything important to say. I noticed that a friend of mine had eight interesting things listed about himself on his blog, so I thought I would give it a try. Although I am sure my eight will be slightly less exciting.

1) I hate being touched while I am sleeping. This means NO cuddling. Wait until I am concious if you really need to hold me. Otherwise, I get cranky.

2) I am violently oppose to mint flavoring, both artificial and real.

3) I love the idea of being a vampire. It is romantic in a forbidden kind of way.

4) My mom has always played more of the best friend role in my life than the mother. I think she depends on me more than I do her for emotional support. It doesn't seem weird to me. It is all I know.

5) I am secretly very introverted. I am good with people, but they wear me out.

6) If I could be 4'11, I would. I think short people are cute.

7) I often tell people that I am a horrible liar, but this really isn't true. It is just easier to let them think that.

8) I have a list of things I want to accomplish before I die. It is about 50 items long.

Well, That is the best I could do. Hope it was entertaining. Welcome to my world.

Playboy Bunny

I own every Playboy magizine from the past year. My roomate is actually who they are mailed to, but truth be told I think I read/look at them more often than he does (I know... he probably gets more "use" out of them... but I was trying not to go there). Anyway, I have been thinking and I have come to a conclusion. I want to be a Playboy bunny. If nothing else, it would just be awesome to think "Hey, I was hot enough to be in Playboy!" For those of you who don't know me... I am not a hugely sexual person. I just think that I have a slight chance (read: I am probably too short and need breast implants) to be in the magizine. I also heard that they pay really well for the pictures. If that isn't a draw for a poor college student, I don't know what is. Of course there are considerations to be made... one being.. what would my parents think? Honestly, I think my mom wouldn't care all that much. She might be a little shocked at first, but she always used to tell me "if you've got it, flaunt it". Obviously there are certain times when flaunting is inappropriate, but I think Playboy could be an exception. I think my Father would have a heart attack. Other considerations...cheerleading. There is no way in hell they would permit me to stay on the squad is I had naked pictures published in a magizine. So of course, I would have to decide what is more important. I like cheering, but it is PLAYBOY. Then of course there is the stigma attached to the idea. I am sure there will be people I know who think less of me because of my escapade. But, If it makes me happy why should I care what other people think? If I want to be a fucking playmate, why not go for it?

My roomate thinks I am Bitter

I am a cheerleader at my University. I hate telling people that. Mostly because as soon as I do they think one of several things:
1)I have the IQ of an eggplant.
2)I must be really happy ALL the time.
3)I must be really stuck up.
4)I must be a slut (or hopefully I am)
Truth be told none of these things are the case. Go figure. My roomate, who is a 25 year old woman named Ashley as well is in the masters program at Pitt and well, not the cheering type. When she told her family that she was living with a cheerleader their immediate reaction was "Oh, she must be really happy." My roomate in telling me this story then kind of laughed to herself and said "actually no, she is kind of hostile." I had to laugh at that. Being that we have nothing in common on the surface (name excluded) we share a similar view on life and sense of humor. During this same conversation she also informed me that one of the student teachers I had for a class last year, by the name of Tyler,asks about me every day. Awkward. Apparently he finds me to be "sassy"... (yes, that is a direct quote). Sassy huh? Go me.

Blogging? Are you Serious?

I have always been somewhat skeptical about blogging. I guess there is something odd about posting things about me that anyone could read. But I started thinking... maybe it will be entertaining for someone. So here we go... I should be cleaning my kitchen right now, thanks to living with roomates my house never seems to be clean enough. I am avoiding the mound of dishes that I can barely see over in the sink. Who needs cups? So over-rated. I am also kind of watching E-True hollywood story about Anna Nicole at the momment... I know I am probably losing brain cells. Hopefully I have some to spare. Well, I think that is it for now. I will write when I have something kind of important to say.