reunion with the horses in my yard

Below, This is one of my horses. Destiny's Child. Yes, that is her name.
Her momma was Destiny.
So, of course, me being 12 years old at the time, we named her Destiny's Child. IT MAKES SENSE.
She was cold today. I tried to find her a carrot. No luck. Sorry DC.

The other horse, above, we can call Steve for now. I honestly don't know his name. I haven't paid that much attention in the past few years. Sorry Steve. I'm a horrible person, I know.

im all out.

i hate this feeling. hate it. hate it. hate. it.
there's no label for it. so i guess that means i need to get over it.

things i really need to do:
write a book
find out what happened to boyz II men
listen to fergie
take a shower
go to church
keep it real
get some sleep
stop complaining
stop getting so overwhelmed with everything
disappear on my couch with a huge stack of movies to watch
complete chapter two of my computer science class
study for my environmental science exam
laundry
finish girlfriend in a coma by douglas coupland, ive been trying to finish it for months
read "boundaries: how to balance your life" (haha, seriously.)
tae-bo
get some abs
finish applying to schools
go to philly
make some skrilla
and finally. pay my bills.

man. that wore me out.

my thighs are looking huge today.

In other news,
I am officially not constantly satisfied with life. Is that normal? A lot of things seem to frustrate me. I guess what I am trying to say is......

Dear Life,
YOU ARE BORING ME.
Sincerely,
Aikens

Yeah okay I know I keep real busy. But everything I am doing while I'm busy... that is what is boring me. I'm just ready for everything to fall into place. Like right now. I wish I wasn't such a results person. I wish that I didn't get so bored with some things so quickly. I wish I could heighten the patience level I have for idiots. And I really, really, really, really just wish I could take Kelly Ripa's place on Regis and Kelly. That would be pretty sweet. Although I do love ya Kels, I just need something fun to do and make some dough.

Found out today I will NOT be graduating in May... Instead July. Pretty pissed.
I am working late tonight. Didn't get to gym-it today.
Maybe thats why I am a grumpy nanny.

the finger.......

For real ya'll. Check it out.
Back in 500 BC there was an Etruscan gladiator who used the thumbs-up/down gesture to signal life or death. Thumbs-up meant "spare his life" and thumbs down meant the "ultimate disapproval" which in turn, meant death.

That's pretty funny to me, actually, considering that these days it's pretty embarrassing when you catch yourself throwing a simple "thumbs-up" to someone, isn't it? I mean, let's be honest...
it isn't cool.
Almost as embarrassing when me and my old roommate would get really excited about something (usually after margaritas) and do a full blown high-five in the middle of a public restaurant.

Apparently, the Romans adopted the same idea known today as "the rule of thumb." Julius Caesar actually wrote an explanation for the gestures. It said that they observed that an infant usually enters the world with clenched fists and as they start to respond to the stimuli of the world, their hands slowly unfold releasing the thumbs upward.
Therefore, thumbs up = life and thumbs down = death.

So where does that leave the f-you finger? I have no idea. Why don't you research that and let me know.

Anyway- its Sunday, I am tired. Made $150 last night. Pretty sweet. I did laundry today. That's hott. I also got my oil changed. Also hott. Mom's making chicken broccoli garlic pasta. EVEN BETTER.

I'd like to say a special thank you to Jon from QT who gave me a special deal, as well as the dude who changed my oil in fifteen minutes. Also- thanks to TRIBBLE who invited me into his sweet crib today and listened to me ramble on about the great wonders of my life.

TIME TO EAT.
xoxo
shaikens ................... can you handle it?

"you can go your own waaayyy......"

Thanks Stevie! Such a great song to jam out to on days like this.

School started back and I am super stoked about my teachers and the classes and I even have some pretty tight people in my classes, for once. Don't worry, I'm planning on getting good grades this semester too Dad. It wasn't just a one-time thing. (You may not say it to my face, but let's be honest...... I know you're thinking it). HA!

My schedule won't be so awful this semester either. PTL! I get to sleep past 8 on some mornings! HOLLER.

On a "different" note.......
I seem to generate a constant cycle of short-lived situations in my life. I cant figure out why.
You know what that means........
Time to schedule my next therapy appointment.