What Happens When You're Running Late

This morning, I was rushing through the platform to board the train that was already speeding towards my stop. I swiped my U-Pass and forrest gumped my way through the turnstile so that somehow, it got into a fight with my thigh and won!! I half ran/half limped all the way to the doors of the train (I made it!) but by the time I sat down, I was nearly in tears because it hurt that much!! Now people, I do not run- and that could very well be another reason why I was almost in tears. Working out is for jerks and I'm not a jerk (most of the time.) So there I sat out of breath, hot from the run, and in excruciating pain. I now have a bruise the size of Texas on my right thigh. That's OK though, Texas is one of my favorite states.

Prior to last semester, I had never heard of these here "blogs," but I think they're quite entertaining. I owe it all to my pal Lizzle for introducing me to even more ways that I could waste my time on the internet. You're a real gem Lizzle. Actually, she really is. I had two classes with her last semester, stats and brain&behavior; and if it weren't for her, I would have been one bored and lonely Mexican in those classes. She's unbelievably bright and probably the wittiest gal I know. She's definitely the funniest Caucasian gal I know, although her roomate Jennie gives her some competition. One feature on Lizzle's blog that I will steal is the Quote of the Day (QOTD) because as Liz and I have discussed, people say some stupid sh*%....(I gave up swearing for Lent) and it would be a sin not to keep a log of those unbelievably retarded (but hilaaaarious) utterances.

I found that I was developing quite the sailor's vocabulary, but now I also find that some of the things that I try to communicate just don't have the same effect without the word "f-ing" preceding it. But as the T-shirts say "Jesus is my homeboy" and I'd give up sounding vulgar for Him any day!!

I was at the store with the mama today when suddenly I heard Wilson Philips. "Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna turn around and say goodbye!! Till then baby are you gonna let em hold you down and make you cry? Don't you know, things will change, things will go your way, if you hoooooold on for one more day!" LOL Carnie Wilson....lol....God bless her soul. Sorry- the point of that story was that secretly I think it's lame that I know the words. And now that song will be in your head. You're welcome!

My new friend Jacob beat me in an arm wrestling match last night. I was so sure I could beat him, too; I was quite sad. I don't know why I underestimated him- guess he just didn't look like an arm wrestler to me. Then to make matters worse, he asked me, a girl who spoke spanish before she knew a drop of english: "Cual es la tiempo?" giving the masculine word "tiempo" a feminine article, "la" with such security, you'd think he was the beaner, not me; it was endearing. lol....it's always good to have him around.

Well readers, assuming that I have any, I will carry on the Lizzle tradition and provide you with some QOTDs to wrap it up for the night.

QOTD
"What, are you gonna wrap me up in a burrito if I don't do what you say?!" -Jennie V. (Lizzle's roomate ) commenting on one of the various ways I can be threatening as a young Latina.

"Pizza." lol...this is just a new word my little angel of a niece, Haley learned to say today.