New Class

Today was the first day of my new semester here at Gateway. My class is Writing I. The teacher is a guy named James "Buz" Eckert. And I swear to God he looks almost like Bradley Walsh from Law and Order:UK. I swear to God he looks almost alike this guy! But he's awesome! I can see that I'm gonna looooooooooooooove this class. He's so awesome! I can see that he's gonna be a fun teacher to have.

What's That Bright Shiny Thing in the Sky? Is That, oh yes! It's the SUN!!!

Yes! It seems summer is once again on it's way here in my corner of the world!! And after having what seemed like maybe only a month or two of winter! If more winters were like that, I'd die a happy person! But yes, like I say, summer is once again coming! And everyone knows what that means. It means for us younger kids, it means no school, riding our bikes outdoors, eating ice cream, going on family vacations. For us older people, like the college age crowd, it means summer jobs, going to class during the summer and getting out early only to make a mad dash home to change in to your swim gear and make another mad dash to the nearest pool to swim and soak up some rays. And for everyone, it means family vacations to places you've either been to before or haven't, eating ice cream until you puke, going to concerts and having fun!!

Well, for me, it means trying to find another job, cuz my temp job ended, going to school 2x a week, and planning for my big vacacion(vacation in Spanish) in Sept. I gotta hope I'm off school when that happens. I don't know of any good excuses for otherwise!!!

Well, if I wasn't going on vacation in Sept., I'd be going to see Def Leppard play at Riverbend Coliseum, this concert venue near my house!! I love Def Leppard, have since I discovered they were the ones who did that song Pour Some Sugar on Me. Another thing I love about summer is being able to lay out in the sun, provided I put on sunblock, and clearing up this horrible acne plaguing my shoulders and back and face and getting some color on me so I don't look deathly pale. You see, I'm really fair skinned and for some reason, tans never and I mean NEVER last long with me! And I am not and mean ABSOLUTELY NOT gonna go get a spray tan on me! I do not want to look like an orange Oompa-Loompa like that fat pig 'Snooki' from Jersey Shore!! Spray tans make you look orange, not tan, you lovely Einsteins out there! I tried artificial tanner one day, and somehow, I looked orange on my legs and arms. Never again will I use that. I thought it would be cool, man, did I learn something there! It's better to just lay out in the actual bright and shining sun. And I just now figured out that I can take a book out with me and read while I tan. IDK why I didn't figure this out before. Like I may have said in other posts, I'm a blond and I have severe "blond" moments, where I suffer from stupid thoughts. It's like "Why didn't I do that?"

And in other news, death seems to be surrounding me! We just recently had to put down my grandmother's dog Bandit. This Vet in Bridgetown or wherever is the worst Vet EVER! When my step dad's sister Jeanane and her friend Frank took Bandit there, the vet asked them to get him on the table and somehow the poor angel fell 3 feet off the table. The vet couldn't pick up the dog because she said "her knees weren't up to it." I say, pardon my French, Bullshit!!! And then from the way I heard it through the grapevine, she was very cold and emotionless, and when Bandit fell, Frank accidentally let slip a bad word, most likely the F word. And this vet threatened to have him escorted off the property. What? Just 'cuz he said a bad word? WTF? I read the review and it just absolutely pissed me off! I loved that dog Bandit for ever! It took a few days for me and my sister to get used to him when we first met him, but then we were told that if we rub his belly or feed him treats, he'll be our friend until we die! And he was and is still our best friend. Here is the link. It's on Yelp.com and it is written by someone named Frank R. He is someone my step dad knows. His name is Frank Rosiello, and if that's not Italian, IDK what it is, lol. He's the nicest guy ever! He works for the Cincy Reds, the local baseball team. Works in concierge services, basically making sure that if anyone famous comes into town, they get good service. He's planning on getting my grandma Rose to come to a game on her 86th b-day! Oh, she'll love it soooo much! She knows everything about the Reds. Any who, before I get off topic, again, like I normally do, here's the link. Read it, especially if you love dogs. Like me :D

http://www.yelp.com/biz/fitzgibbon-colleen-dvm-cincinnati#query:Dr.%20Colleen%20Fitzgibbon
Her name is Dr. Colleen Fitzgibbon and if you live in Ohio, near this Vet, which I'm pretty sure no one who reads this blog does, DON'T GO TO HER! SHE IS THE WORST VET EVER! I'm pretty sure anyone who reads this blog does not live in Ohio, near me!
Anyway, my grandma's beloved little buddy Bandit had to be put down. I cry every time I think about him. Poor little guy. And one thing that really pisses me off is my step dad's lazy, fat, good for nothing, borderline alcoholic sister Carol is already worrying about opening the pool so she and her skanky ass friend Jackie can go in it. Last Saturday, when everyone was out and about cleaning up the yard in various ways, I was sweeping up the leaves and stuff by the pool pump, my step dad's nephew Nick was working like a dog trying to somehow get the cover off the pool even thought I knew he could not do it alone and where was my step dad's sister Carol, whose idea it was to clean up the yard and open the pool? Where else? She was out with her junkie, prostitute looking skank of a friend Jackie, going to an f---ing yard sale! Sorry to seem so cross, it's just that woman burns me up! We were all working like dogs in the yard and she was out doing nothing! And she never liked Bandit in the first place. She could never bring friends over because of him, and now the poor lil angel and my furry, four legged friend is gone, she's probably gonna let her friend Jackie bring over her friends and their kids to swim. What she needs to realize is that Rose, my grandma's name, her house is not a public pool where anyone can drop by at the drop of a hat. It's a private residence, therefore it's a private pool. She's off work more than she's at work! She pisses me off, quite frankly!

But, before I get anymore pissed off at that fat, lazy ass good for nothing sister of his, I wanna remember my lil buddy Bandit for the good things about him. Whenever we ate, he had to eat, silly lil thing, and he always loved having his belly rubbed. And his back leg always twitched when it happened, and he always loved having the area behind his ears scratched. But, Bandit's in a better place, asking for cookies from my grandma's sister Rita. And keeping my grandma's husband Gene company. That's the thing about Bandit; he was very protective of Rose. He was a fine lil guard dog. He never liked kids though; I like to think it was because of these 3 lil a--holes across the street who ride around the neighborhood on bikes with flags on the back like they think their crap don't stink, like they're the best kids ever! No, they're not! They teased Bandit, and that's why I hate those kids, and that's why Bandit hates kids. Around lil kids, he used to bark up a storm and growl at them. When we were outside and the so-called "Dork Patrol", what I called them basically, would ride by on their stupid dorky bikes, Bandit would bark up a storm and I would say to him "Good boy". Because I just know deep in my heart, those 3 had something to do with Bandit not liking kids.
Well, any who, summer is on it's way here, and as for plans of things to do, I'm got a few personal priorities to handle: I gotta go to the cemetery and lay down some flowers on my dad's grave, go to school during the summer, and also find a job, which will not be hard considering I now have employment experience, Booya!!! Sorry, I'm just fascinated with that, I love saying it to myself, "You have job experience".

Senior Wills

When I was still in high school, in my senior year, we had to write 'senior wills', it was all for fun, we got to leave whatever we wanted to anybody, even things we didn't own, or memories and stuff.  And my senior class was pretty big, sorry. Well here's what my senior will looked like:

To:

• Amanda Ackerson, who later went on to get married and is now known as Amanda Ackerson-Wyllie: I leave my Aerosmith Big Ones and Devil's Got a New Disguise albums, my Prince Greatest Hits CD, my 2 Aerosmith tour shirts, and the gift of love from a friend, since u were one of the few who actually treated mne like I existed, that treated me like I wasn't invisible
• Bruno Bagialtsalief: I leave a ticket for you and 6 of ur buddies to see your fave musician in concert, a slightly used soccer ball, my CD's of Shakira and Enrique Iglesias, and Ritchie Valens, a gift of friendship
• Bobby Berns: a basketball I found in my yard my stupid neighbors forgot to come back and claim, tickets for you and 4 of your friends to go see the Bengals, tickets for u and 4 of ur friends 2 go see your fave musician in concert, an XBox 360 so you can game on all day and night, whatever suits you, a $100 Visa gift card u can use anywhere
• Beth Boshears: a CD of Justin Bieber, and Lil Wayne, since I know they're your favorite, a poster of both Lil Wayne and Justin Bieber, a Blu-Ray copy of the Hangover and the Hangover pt. II, a $100 Visa gift card to use anywhere so u can pretty yourself up, a ticket to see both Justin Bieber in concert and a backstage pass to meet him in person and a backstage pass to meet Lil Wayne in person and a concert ticket for him
• Josh Brett: complete set of Harry Potter books 1-7, complete set of Harry Potter movies on Blu-Ray or DVD, which ever one u own, an XBox 360, PS3, or Wii system, whichever one u don't own or want, the chance to get a photo with the people from Harry Potter, tickets to see a basketball game for your fave team, all the arguments in class and on Facebook concerning the reality of Harry Potter, the laughs I gave u 4 saying Daniel Radcliffe was a sexy English hottie, a CD of your fave musician, a $100 iTunes gift card cuz I don't know if you own an iPod or not
• Roger Babb: a gift card to Dick's Sporting Goods for that sports lover in you, season pass for all the Bengals games
• Kristen Bock: My Rolling Stones 1981 North American tour shirt with the British flag on it, my blood red Rolling Stones Tattoo You shirt, my black Rolling Stones log shirt, my Rolling Stones Hot Rocks, Jump Back, Forty Licks, Bridges to Babylon albums, a copy of the movie Factory Girl, a book on Andy Warhol, my slightly used art supplies, my CD of Eric Burdon and the Animals, my CD of the Mamas and the Papas cuz I know you love to think of yourself as a hippie, a $200 Visa gift card to use on art stuff, a love of all things 1960s, the laughs we shared in class about our love of the Rolling Stones, and the laughs I gave you saying I thought Mick Jagger was one sexy hot hunk of man
• Adam Bowling: a season pass to all the Bengals games
• Derek Bryan: my Reba McEntire CDs cuz I know you love country music, my Tim McGraw CDs, my 80's comp CD, a football from my backyard my annoyingly stupid next door neighbors forgot to come back and claim, my Gameboy Advance(although I don't know about the what I call Breast Cancer Ribbon pink color of it), all my Gameboy Advance games, a slightly used basketball hoop, a copy of the movie Unleashed, plenty of action in it for you!
• Aubrey Buckler: a poster of the movies the Hangover and the Hangover pt. II( I don't own these, but I can buy it for you, just 4 kindness)
• Clayton Daley: my Beatles 1 CD you claim I "stole", the conversations in class discussing the true owndership of the CD,  our love of The Beatles, a love of all things 1960s and retro, all my Peace sign stuff, my Pandora bracelet with the LOVE charm on it and the British flag charm on it.
• Josh Dowling: a season pass to either the Bengals games or the Cincy Reds games
• Daniel Fessler:  a love of all things Christian and Faithful
• Samantha Butler: baby stuff for you and your son Mason, my phone # in case you need it, the knowledge that I'm here for you when you need someone to babysit your lil bundle of joy Mason.
• Samantha Corman: baby stuff for you and your newborn son, an iPod Nano unless u already own one, a love of music, a $500 Visa gift card 2 b used on anything you need
• Teanna Davis: my CD of Seal's Greatest Hits, Aaliyah's I Care 4 U album, the laughs you have had to make me laugh, your kindness and sincerity
• Christina Duffy: a love of all things Christian, my Precious Moments Edition of the Bible for the little ones you may have one day,  and my respect for family
• Cheyenne Fornash: don't know you that well, sooooo sorry
• Kallista Foster: my Foreigner No End in Sight CD, my Lamborghini Reventon wind up model, my Lamborghini Reventon poster I haven't bothered to hang up
• Christopher Gentry-Lovins: my X-Men 3 poster because of your favorite actor Sir Ian McKellen, the conversations between me, you and Clayton in Mr. Ryker's Earth Science class, all the X-Men movies I have
• Melissa Guidugli: my kindness towards you
• Caitlyn Haynes: baby stuff for your little one coming. I do not yet know the sex of the baby, so here's a $100 Babies R Us gift card to spoil your lil one rotten! my phone number in case you need a babysitter right off hand anad you don't feel like searching in the phone book for one
• Ashley Francis: my copy of the movie Bulletproof Monk, War, Kiss of the Dragon, Mulan
• Mike Griggs: don't know ya, so sorry
• Corey Hardy: you don't get a @#$% thing! You never showed me any kindness, you called me ugly all the time even though you needed to look in the mirror and see the true ugliness of your personality!
• Adam Hegge: a new swimsuit to flaunt your new figure, the phone number for my neighbor up the street from me who can fix cars and stuff if you need it, the laughs and conversations on Facebook
• Matt Heuser: don't know ya!
• Bobby Hollon: not a @#$% thing! You suck Bobby!
• Matt Kosko: my Scarface poster, my handdrawn picture of Rocky Balboa and Tony Montana I got from InLight Studio in Eastgate, my love of all things Italian
• Robyn Meyer: our shared love of Australian actor Hugh Jackman, the conversations we had on how hot we thought he was and still is
• Jessica Hurtt: don't know you that well
• Austin Kessen: a season pass to a basketball game for your favorite team along with 4 of your buddies
• Kevin McHale: don't know you that well
• Taylor Menning: I don't know you that well
• Thomas Rees: a new swimsuit to flaunt your very and I mean VERY handsome new figure, a big congrats on your recent weight loss, my friendship
• Austin Richter: don't know you that well
• Anna Simmons: don't know you that well
• Tony Stadtmiller: my crush on you since 7th grade(which Jeff Thomas didn't keep to his self and he blurted to you and Chris Weber and all the little jokes about it, like from Chris Weber"Here's your lover, Tony")
• Samantha Terry: the laughs we shared in high school
• Asha Saunders: a  bunch of CD's of contemporary jazz, R&B, jazz, Gospel cuz I know you love tha stuff
• Alyse Slater: the conversations on Facebook, a love of The Beatles
• Ashley Taylor: don't know you that well
• Jeff Thomas: a big, fat, congratulatory, priceless, Go to Hell! Especially for that u thought it was funny comment about my stepdad's Italian heritage!
• Mary Jo Vaught: baby stuff for you and your baby, don't know if it's a girl or boy
• Maria Vique: Spanish lessons so you can speak Spanish to Mrs. Garcia de Burke
• Chris Weber: a season pass to all Duke University sports games
• Jessica Wimmers: please teach me how to do ballet and tap, I fogot how, love of music
• Cindy Votel: my kindness, our conversations on Facebook, my copy of the movie Freejack( so you can remember the laughs I gave you on Facebook reading my comments involving my saying Mick Jagger was one hot, sexy, hunk of sexy English gentleman
• Kasey Willis: safety for you because I know you're in the Armed Forces, baby stuff for the arrival of your upcoming little one