St. Simons... Can I get a...... HOLLER

Tomorrow I leave for the beach to hang out with this girl:

Needless to say, I love my life.

Yeah, I'm that girl.

Yesterday, I was getting my nails did when suddenly... I heard it.
The all too familiar voice of my homegirl Monica: the news was on.
Considering I have no TV right now, I figured...

"Psh, YEAH Buddy, I'd better take full advantage."

The story came on about Asia, the boy from SC who died at Six Flags the other day.

I have made a very rash decision:

I'M NEVER RIDING ROLLER COASTERS EVER AGAIN.

This is really a sad thing for me. I have always loved roller coasters. But after seeing FINAL DESTINATION 3, and hearing about all of these real roller coaster deaths, how could I even do it? HOW COULD I?
(I mean, I still get scared in the shower because of the movie Psycho.)


Besides, those lines are serious, and I'm really not into standing for two hours anymore.

Don't get me wrong, I know that the SC boy had jumped some fences, etc, and he wasn't in an authorized area. That's different than being on the actual ride and getting thrown off. But still.

Here's a story from 1987 about a teen girl who died because the worker did not make sure her seat belt was on.

That's okay though: Because it says here that Six Flags
was fined an INTENSE $1,000.00 for safety violations for that incident.

Psh, mmmmkay. WHAT?

Anyway, BLOG NATION, It's Tuesday! I am going to take a Math TEST! I must make a 100% on it, or else. Wish me luck... And have the best day ever.

Double-A's Jingle Bell Jam

Jingle Bells? Did I just say that?

Yeah, I went there.

Ok, so MAYBE it's only June, but let's be honest.
Christmas is coming up sooner than you think, so I figured now is the time to go ahead and publish my List.

THE LIST:
- video camera
- pre-paid vacation trip
- paper plates, plastic cups, and plastic eating utensils (I'm tired of washing dishes).
- a camera man to hang out with me on the daily
- 5 or 6 new pairs of shoes
- a permanent tan
- some Hane's t-shirts
- shampoo and conditioner, deodorant
- cable tv
- abs

That's all that comes to mind at this point.

Ok, so that really turned into things I want NOW, and probably won't need in December.


That's okay though, because I heard it's Christmas in Africa right now anyway.

TGIF Supreme

Good morning!
TGIF YA'LLLLLLLL
Oh My!

Guess what... It is Friday. And I am going HOME today after class!

BUT FIRST:

When you look at this picture, what do you see?A fluttering, sweet, silly pigeon?
WRONG, try again.

More like a CRIMINAL.

The Brazilians have been using these "birds" to smuggle drugs and cell phones throughout the prison in Sao Paulo.

Apparently the prisoners found the pigeon's on the roof of the jail, and trained them there.

WHAT?

Is that normal? How do you train a pigeon?
Ask your favorite homeless person.

Drugs, phones wing their way to prisoners

Ha, get it? WING their way? Good work, Reuters.

Also, I just put up Episode 5 last night. Watch it and let me know what you think!
Also, I revised my Blogroll and as you probably know, there are new polls that you seriously need to take. Yeah, C'mon! (Matty, that's for you, because I know you know exactly what I'm talking about).

Living proof I'm not a complete loser: Kind of.

THE HOTT NANNY & FRIENDS SERIES

Raves: Not just for Europeans

This morning I was getting all of my things together before I left for class and I saw my digital camera sitting there. I thought to myself, "Hmmm... should I bring it today? You never know..." And so I grabbed it and threw it in my bookbag.

Good thing I did, because as I was walking to my 2nd class,
I found some incredible evidence that someone was
having a RAVE on campus.

Check it out:

Someone left behind a sweet glow stick necklace.

FYI:

Definitions of rave on the Web:

participate in an all-night techno dance party

a dance party that lasts all night and electronically synthesized music is played; "raves are very popular in Berlin"

wordnet.princeton.edu/perl/webwn

This was near the basketball courts by the South Campus Parking Deck.
Sounds like I missed out on a seriously synthesized great time.