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Thursday, March 6, 2014

I'm not 90.

So it has been brought to my attention that I talk like a ninety year old woman because I say "One moment" and "I am doing well". I'M SORRY I LIKE TO BE GRAMMATICALLY CORRECT, LOSERS.
Just kidding, you guys aren't losers. Unless you don't know the correct there, their and they're. Then you just suck.

While I am on the topic of talking, today in first period some kid walks in and goes: "Do you like fish sticks?" Umm.. like who asks that? It's too early for this shiz. But most importantly, who actually likes fish sticks? I wanted to reply back with probably my favorite picture from my favorite family;

This picture seriously is the best answer to any question.
"We have a test today!" -->
" Can you take out the garbage?" -->
"I hate Honey Boo Boo!" -->
If you don't watch Honey Boo Boo, I suggest you reevaluate your life because it is quite a good time.

I'm sure having a word of the day is very 90 year old-ish as well, but that's fine.

Nonchalant; relaxed and calm in a way that shows you do not care or are not worried about anything.

I don't know about you guys, but nonchalant is my favorite word ever and I find every excuse to overuse it.

During my pretty hardcore work out this afternoon, all I could think about were Hot Cheetos. I don't know if it's a sign from God (or Satan) that I shouldn't be working out, because I really do hate it, but note taken, I went and bought some delish Hot Cheetos and it was one of my better compulsive buying sprees. (Working right next to the mall, I have a lot of those sprees.) I feel as though I should have a stick tied to the back of me and Hot Cheetos dangling from it in front of me when I run. Now THAT would make running ten times better. Or this would too;


Don't worry baby, my Nike's are already on!











I mean, it's probably a good thing I'm working out. Bikini ready bodies don't just appear out of thin air. That'd be really cool though.

I'm just going to nonchalantly change the subject to work because while I was there tonight, these little hoodlum children were running all around the restaurant, screaming and causing problems. The family was asked THREE TIMES to stop and get their children under control. Whaaaat? If you have to be asked three different times, that's a sign you should just leave those brats at home. Or don't come into my work. I'm cool with either one.

These past couple of days I've decided to become a motivational speaker. (Not really, I just keep finding quotes I love.)


I also got an app that sends me a quote daily. What a nifty idea to brighten your day.

My mom, good ole Tonya, always leaves me with this quote:
"Good
better
best,
never let it rest,
until your good
becomes your better
and your better becomes your best"

You don't even know how many times it took to remember that. Got to love moms.


taliajune;

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