Yeah Yeah Yeah. I know it's been like 34937824708 years since I last blogged. (Actually it hasn't been THAT long, but long enough.) There's been a lot that has happened, and well, I should probably kinda update you all.I'm engaged to that hunk of hot, steamy, man right there. He's basically everything I could ever ask for. And more. We're getting married April 9, 2011 in Logan, Utah. (If you want an invite let me know.) Colors are Light Blue and Chocolate. We'll be having a luncheon for everyone who loves me enough to go to Logan for the wedding. A couple days later, we'll be having an open house in Idaho Falls, and another one up north. It's a lot of work, and a lot of stress. It should be worth it in the end. I haven't been the most fantastice person to talk to or be around all semester. Let me tell you why....
So I have these roommates. 4 of them to be exact. There were 5, but one left halfway through. Let me tell you a LOT about them... Each and every one of them.
Marilyn: One month younger then me. Latin blood. Loud. Obnoxious. Rude. B*****. Superficial. Stuck up. Shallow. Immature. Cruel. TwoFaced. I could go on forever. This girl has serious issues. SHE is the main reason our 5th roommate left halfway through. She is soooo hard to live with that our roommate couldn't handle it. She now has a room to herself. She locks the door every single time she goes into her room. She plays her music loud at any time of the day she feels like. She attempts to sing and fails miserably, sounding like a dying cat going through PMS cramps. She covers the toilet seat in toilet paper and then flushes it all at once, clogging our toilet every day of her life. She showers for 479382 hours, getting in and out 7 times. She slams around our posessions. She cusses us out using ever single cuss word known to man. She comes home for cufew at 3am, slamming doors, turning on music, etc. (Don't you DARE confront her like this. She might go all dying cat ninja on you.) She would kick a dog in the face. She doesn't ever clean. She avoids the apartment during clean checks. She checks herself out in the mirror every second of everyday. She leaves her straightener plugged in. She's so dangerous we have to lock our door at night. She scares away guys and snacks on children while they dream. She's nosey as all get out. (I'm sure I'll add more when I think about it.)
Stephanie: 20. "Dating" a guy who she can't seem to make up her mind about. Super Wishy Washy about her life. Totally fake. Annoying. Hangs her WET jeans on the couch and chairs to dry. Blasts her freaking Spanish music at 6 am on MY stereo when I'm trying to sleep. Dances around in the living room to it while Marilyn sits watching. Licking her lips. Locks the door when she feels like she's alone. Doesn't EVER clean. Can handle her sink looking like a friggin shark came up through the drain and threw up all over it and a mutant giant cat came and decided to contract trichobezoar (google it.) Showers for 47397843 hours too, and gets in and out 12 times. Takes complete advantage of her boyfriend. Leaves food in the house so long that I could grow some kind of prehistoric bacteria all over it. (Seriously, one time she left a fruit in the fridge that it started producing a green, hazardous liquid.) Buys 3 months worth of food when we have 2 weeks left of school and she's NEVER home to eat it. Etc. Etc. Etc.
Tawny: 21. Going on a mission to Sweeden. Kinda fake. Never home. Shallow and conceited. Brings in guys just to use them for free dinners. Is one of those "everyone knows and likes me kinda girls." There isn't too much to say here.
Emily: 22. Left halfway through. Friggin hoarder. Messy. Gets girl crushes on Kristin. Like legit. Tries to moleste my fiance. Makes friggin paper/clay flowers for Kristin. Hypercondreact. Makes rice for every meal of the day. Attempts to be frugal. Makes Kristin buy health food that she finds no use for. Slams pumpkins on the table when she's pissed. Makes our kitchen a good Halloween scare. Uses my left over fabric to be even more of a hoarder. Again, wants to touch my fiances body. Steals my casserole dish. WEIRD.
Kristin: She's the worst of them all...... Just kidding. This girl is my friggin best friend and I've only known her for 3 months. We are with eachother literally 24/7. We have the same classes, and share the same room. Heck, as of right now, we're sharing the same milk. Same poptarts. And same air. She shares my love of heating blankets, sudoku, and Mill Hollow. Her and I are seriously the same person in different bodies. We've been around each other all semester and there has not been ONE second where I've been annoyed with her. We ALWAYS get eachother's jokes and can ALWAYS relate to one another. I feel comfortable talking to her about anything and everything. She's my friggin homeboy, YO. We can just look at eachother and tell exactly what the other one is thinking, and I seriously am going to die without her for 2 weeks. Not even joking. Kristin, I think this is gonna be FOREVER. It's NOT FUNNIE!!!! Just take care of our dinosaur so he can produce...oh never mind. You know what I was thinkin.
Well now that I've gone though all that, there is one person who outdoes even Kristin. And that's my fiance. He's my best friend and he's someone that I've waited for all my life. He loves me for who I am, depite my flaws. He's always there for me and I feel like a princess every single day. He'll do anything for me. I'll do anything for him. I can talk to him about anything and he knows how to put a smile on my face. I've never loved like I love him, nor will I ever love like I love him. He's my eternity. My present and my future. He's the one I've been preparing for all these years. Through all the jerks that completely used and abused me, I was blessed for enduring that pain. I was blessed with someone who can make me happy all the time and someone that I can't live without. I love you Brandon. Don't ever forget it. Now to eternity.
I have so much more to tell you all, but I should go to bed. (It's 3 am) I'll post again tomorrow and let you know more.
Peace out, homeboy.




