tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60921640774604634382024-02-02T10:38:03.542-08:00Dear Diary, Life is Intense...Like CampingSteffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-45191859584415199512010-12-23T09:39:00.000-08:002010-12-23T09:39:35.392-08:00NEW LOCATIONso i am on tumblr WAY WAY WAY more than i'm on here and i'm hoping that i update more by moving my blog...<br />
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go there thats's where i'll be updating more:)Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-19150804296028666412010-12-20T11:48:00.000-08:002010-12-20T11:48:34.136-08:00it's... well it's been a whileit's been forever since i blogged last... i feel soooo behind... but i find it hard to blog when i have nothing to say.. yeah i know since when do I have nothing to say...<br />
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i have been tumbling A LOT! like crazy!!! it's my new obsession! i love reblogging and what not!<br />
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i have been very confused on this boy situation lately.. it's so confusing like one day well be talking and i have that stupid tingly feeling... then another day we'll be talking and i get real annoyed really easy and idk maybe it's just me...<br />
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my computer is going crazy again... i'm going an intensive scan right now hopefully it'll clean up whatever nonsense thats going on....<br />
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anddd idk how i feel about living here... i feel like i'm wasteing my life and my time here... how is it benifiting me?<br />
but at the same time i can't imagine not being able to see my mom everyday!!!<br />
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I HATE GROWING UP!!!Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-37707345390624817672010-11-12T19:50:00.000-08:002010-11-12T19:50:36.456-08:00Love... why is it so hard...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">It’s amazing how the right person can be in front of you but you don’t realize it because you’re too caught up in someone else.......</span><br />
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idk whatever happens i know i'll do something to screw it up... and i don't want to loose this... i don't want to loose him.... really i just want to be happy.... but i'm afraid to be in love...<br />
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"Mom…Dad…If things go south today, I just want you to know my personal effects are in the peanut can under my bed." - Brick Heck<br />
"This is so not fair. When I turn 30, I am so outta here." - Axl Heck<br />
"I don't have any study skills and those are very hard skills to learn at my age. My brain's already formed. Maybe if you had raised me better..." - Axl Heck<br />
"Why do we gotta go looking for trouble? I'm pretty sure it knows our address." - Mike Heck<br />
"There's not much you can't accomplish in this town with a case of beer and a wheel of cheese." - Mike Heck<br />
"God doesn't get involved in sports 'cause if he did, the Colts would have won the Super Bowl last year." - Mike Heck<br />
"Right. That's my problem. I'm not organized. I happen to have a pocketful of Post-its that says otherwise." - Frankie Heck<br />
"You're getting a physical. End of story. I don't need you dying early and sticking me with the kids." - Frankie Heck<br />
"I can't handle a love triangle. I'm not a Kardashian." - Sue HeckSteffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-32023447205083514312010-10-25T20:28:00.000-07:002010-10-25T20:28:34.805-07:00friends trains and automobiles:)so i am fastly learning that planning vacations are a lot of work.... and are expensive, but should be worth it<br />
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planning on leavg Ohio for Chicago on June 24th the same dai come back from SITS... and then returning from Chicago June 27th...<br />
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things we plan on doing.. mideval times, a trolly tour, sky tower, and a pizza tour<br />
there are also several free thingsto do and besides mideval times and the pizza tour we plan to eat cheap....<br />
staying at: hopefully the Hard Rock Hotel, we would have guarenteed parking and it is in a good location...<br />
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what car are we taking? not sure yet we haven't decided yet... my car gets good gas mileage and is small so it'll be easy to drive in the city... but whatever we decide as a group...<br />
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estimated cost per person... like $500 which is a rough guestimation...<br />
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and now i will godo some more research.... but will leave you with some lovely pictures of chicago:)<br />
ps. of anyone wants to pay me to do anything let me know... cause chicago is ecxpensive and second jobs are hard to find...<br />
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ok i'll just leave you with one becaue it'll only upload one...Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-26911021257259672552010-10-23T18:45:00.000-07:002010-10-23T18:46:00.083-07:00quotes pictures and things...<div style="text-align: center;">I hope you’re doing fine out there without me… ‘cause I’m not doing so great without you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Sometimes, someone comes into your life that changes everything. They’re able to make you smile, laugh, and allow you to be yourself. There’s something about them that is unexplainable; and even though you’re not even with them, you don’t want to let that person go</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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It’s amazing how the right person can be in front of you but you don’t realize it because you’re too caught up in someone else.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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I can say I made a lot of mistakes, but I don’t regret things. Because at least I didn’t spend a life standing outside, wondering what living would be like.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh63/rdfarr/Fall%20in%20North%20Carolina/DSC_6089-gravelroad-750v.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="205" nx="true" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh63/rdfarr/Fall%20in%20North%20Carolina/DSC_6089-gravelroad-750v.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> My feelings for you is like a boomerang. Whenever I try to get rid of it by throwing it all away, it constantly finds away to come back. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x230/bekita1980/Wedding%20Dress/Vestido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x230/bekita1980/Wedding%20Dress/Vestido.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes friends turn into strangers… don’t let that happen if you really love that person. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I’m taking one of those quiet moments where I weigh your good qualities against your bad ones and decide if you’re actually worth the trouble. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I hope you’re doing fine out there without me… ‘cause I’m not doing so great without you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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— Jordin Sparks<br />
</div>Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-86210968049627437832010-10-20T19:11:00.000-07:002010-10-20T19:11:18.731-07:00Oy Vey!did you know planning a birthday trip to Chicago is very confusing!?!?!? especially when you don't know if anyone is going with you???*note to self ask leann and edythe*<br />
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so i have it al planned out, like where we would stay and hw we would get there i just don't know... but what i do know is 1. i wanna stay at the Hard Rock hotel because the rooms are sweet, 2. i want someone fun to go with me, 3. we would stay 3 nights...<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.hardrock.com/img/chicago_lobby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="264" src="http://www.hardrock.com/img/chicago_lobby.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>so anywhoo if anyone wants to go let me know... i'm trying to plan now so i ahve enough money and stuff :)Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-41767315538166454052010-10-18T20:01:00.000-07:002010-10-18T20:02:24.341-07:00how i'm feeling<object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/0l3rhLceYBU/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0l3rhLceYBU?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0l3rhLceYBU?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br />
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<br />
this says everything i'm feeling <br />
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<br />
<br />
Close to you, so far away,A rented room, an empty space,Sirens bleeding through the open door,Movie scene in black and white,The snow falls down alone tonight.No one's ever felt like this before.What went wrong with you and me?This is my apology.'Cos even when I fall asleep, you stay with me,You stay with me.Stuck inside a broken frame,Watching as seasons change,Hoping time will finally set me free,Suddenly, you're standing there,A crowded street, a lonely stare,A thousand miles of traffic in between.What went wrong with you and me?This is my apology.From the moment that I leave, you stay with me,You stay with me.Every letter that you wrote stays with me,And every promise that I broke, stays with me,And everything that's left inside, stays with me,It stays with me.Close to you, so far away,A rented room, an empty space,Sirens bleeding through the open door,Movie scene in black and white,The snow falls down alone tonight.No one's ever felt like this before.Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-26611847279707528012010-10-17T00:16:00.000-07:002010-10-17T00:16:39.199-07:00My Heart Is An Idiot....So I was doing a favor for someone.. and it totally screwed everything up<br />
<br />
I was helping someone out with a paper for college and they wanted me to use this dateing website and make 2 profiles exactly the same, the only difference was the pictures.... use my pic in one had just find some random gorgeous girl online... ok so i have been doing this since September mind you and i was supposed to stop come November 1st...<br />
<br />
so whatever i'm bored i have nothing better to do why not it's not like i'm actually meeting any of these losers anyhow... cause all guys are desperate and sleazy on dating websites right?...RIGHT?!?!?!?!!?!?<br />
<br />
WRONG!<br />
<br />
ok so it was October 6th i got this message from this guy, he is kinda cute nothing extraordinary about his appearance but his message was great.. i usually was getting the "hey what's up".. and i'm here to tell you that no girl that is as gorgeous as the girl i used would respond to "hey what's up"...so any ways here is what he said...<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"> So you have really pretty eyes...almost as <br />
pretty as mine...almost ;) anyways you <br />
seem pretty cool/interesting and <br />
something about you is rather alluring idk <br />
what and that probably sounds really <br />
weird anyways do what kind of music are <br />
you Into? I know I like everythi-g but <br />
country too so curious what you listen to. <br />
You're into photography? me too I love <br />
takibg pictures at least I wouldnt day Im a <br />
photographer but anyways. Oh and If you <br />
need a job I can get you one of course <br />
youd have to move to lexington which <br />
would be cool with me lol. Anyways sorry <br />
Im rambling which I do sometimes <br />
anyways write me back If you want to <br />
peace</div><br />
<br />
ok so i obviously do message him back i mean who wouldn't.... so ever since that day we have been obsessively messaging each other back... and btw might i add that i have always thought of meeting guys online as kinda weird.. like when you get married what are you going to day "oh we met online"... anywhoo...<br />
<br />
comes to find out the guy is AMAZING!!!! lie the PERFECT guy and not in like a i'm pretending to be perfect sorta way, like a genuine amazing guy.. he likes music and wants a miniature pet trex, and wants to live in the 50s in Manhattan and have 3 kids, and have a vacation home on the beach, is a good cook, likes to go o sows, and LOVES Halloween... like for real kids he is the real deal....<br />
<br />
so like i started to notice that we were getting kinda crazy with messaging and stuff and i could tell he REALLY REALLY REALLY liked me and i REALLY REALLY REALLY liked him... and i wasn't suppost to end anythng till Nov. 1st.. BUT i HATE breaking peoples hearts cause i know how much it hurts.... sooooo<br />
<br />
so yeah i told him about everything, told him it was for a college paper and how the only thing that i basically lied to him was the picture... anywhoo biiig mistake!!!<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: left;">he was UBER pissed, like i literally riped out his heart and stomped on it.. i mean i don't blame him i have been lieing to this guy for like more than 10 days</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">so here is what i said...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">ok soooo i really don't know how to say this because i have never had to before so idk here it goes<br />
<br />
ok so first off i want you to know that everything i have ever said was true.. i meant everything, and everything was honest... i really really really really do LOVE talking to you A LOT.. like it's insane how much i LOVE talking to you...<br />
<br />
second off i like you so much that this is why i'm telling you now instead of later, because i don't want you to think i'm someone i'm not...<br />
<br />
third...ohh jeeez... this whole website thing is part of a report someone is doing for school.. it's basicly to see if i put the exact same information on 2 profiles but with diffrent pictures who gets more messages, to me it seems like a no briainer but whatever... anyways i wasn't suppost to tell anyone till the end of october when his "study" ends... which is why yesterday i said i don't want october to end, it wasn't just because i would miss october it was because i figured you would hate me after this... <br />
<br />
so what all this means is that everything i have said to you is 100% true but the picture is 100% false i look nothing like this random girl he stol these pictures from...<br />
<br />
and just so you know i feel really bad becaus eyou thought i was some georgous girl and was amazing and whatever and i'm not... <br />
<br />
so if you never want to talk to me thats ok i totally understand.<br />
<br />
i just can't go on letting you think i'm someone i'm not<br />
<br />
and i never thought this stupid study i agreed to do would turn out this way and that i would actually have feelings for some random guy on the internet...<br />
<br />
i hope you don't hate me and sorry if i hurt you...</div><br />
<br />
and i got not one but 2 messages back....<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Remember what I said about god always putting these <br />
wonderful girls in front of me but there is always <br />
something that ruins it......yep this is what I mean. Im <br />
really sick of the joke always being on me. Well I <br />
never did cry over you but this time im fairly close <br />
thanks stef i never wouldve thpught you were this <br />
kind of person :( well I gurss this wlll make for a good <br />
report if nothong else </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And also know It has nothing to do with your looks but <br />
why would you lie. I know its for school but <br />
still....anyways Im gonna go get a drink u have a lovely <br />
night :/ </div><br />
<br />
<br />
so i know what your thinking, good if he is not going to like you cause your gorgeous then he doesn't deserve you, but your missing the point...he hates me because i lied to him and led him on....and i know all this seems really stupid and silly but i can't remember the last time i felt this way about a boy and i can't remember the last time i had my heartbroken... i guess i do remember when it was all 4 years of High School and you know what.. i remember saying the same thing...<br />
<br />
<strong><u>My Heart is An Idiot</u></strong><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"></div>Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-21957648229756837792010-10-10T19:42:00.000-07:002010-10-10T19:44:01.793-07:00Any Takers??So i always have a ton of things to tell you guys and i always forget....<br />
<br />
It's almost Halloween! you know what that means! CHRISTMAS LISTS ARE DUE!!!<br />
i didn't ask for anything crazy just some books and clothes....<br />
<br />
So it's less than 6 months till my birthday and my friend who lives in Chicago wants me to come visit... who wants to go with me?? any takers???? if no one volenteers i'll assign someone!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://mattwisdom.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/birthday_candles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="118" src="http://mattwisdom.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/birthday_candles.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-36333040876202105212010-10-06T21:06:00.000-07:002010-10-06T21:07:41.606-07:00all i want is straight hair without haveing to straighten it every day!!!! :'(maybe going to Marquette tomorrow to get a red shirt for work.... ran errands with mom today...<br />
<br />
i have been reading about this hair straightening treatment called Japanese Thermal Reconditioning.. and i really wanna try it... it's UBER expensive like $600 but it last for 6 months... so if you take the time, money, efforet and other stuff a month i spend on my hair it's like way worth it.... idk something to think about...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPlqydCDMn0/S4eGGVgaduI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1YYpaNuHOqs/s400/Japanese" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qPlqydCDMn0/S4eGGVgaduI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1YYpaNuHOqs/s400/Japanese" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">here is a video that shows how cool it is!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-M9Ro4jffb8">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-M9Ro4jffb8</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-61688223765243059172010-10-04T15:41:00.000-07:002010-10-04T15:41:03.910-07:00ooohhh internet i love youso i recently found this website called Not Always Right, i'm sure you all have seen it i'm just usually behind, anywhoo it has conversations between customers and employees and i absolutly LOVE it!!!<br />
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<div align="center"><a href="http://notalwaysright.com/">Not Always Right</a></div>well recently my Grandmother very searously asks what UFO's are made of.... and where they come from.....she was completley searous...this reminded me of that ...<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.islandcrisis.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/ufo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" px="true" src="http://www.islandcrisis.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/ufo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b>Me:</b> “Do you have a reward card? Oh, shoot. Sorry! It’s just a habit to ask for it.”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Haha, don’t worry about it, I understand.”<br />
<i>(There is an elderly man in line behind her.)</i><br />
<b>Elderly Man:</b> “They’ve programmed you!”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Haha, yeah I guess they have.”<br />
<b>Elderly Man:</b> <i>*shouting alarmingly*</i> “They’ve programmed you! You’re some sort of robot aren’t you?”<br />
<b>Me:</b> <i>*jokingly*</i> “Yep, I’m a robot!”<br />
<b>Elderly Man:</b> <i>*totally serious*</i> “I knew it! You filthy robot! You’re going to kill me, aren’t you? This is some kind of government conspiracy! They sent you here to kill me! Well I won’t let you!”<br />
<i>(He runs out of the store.)</i><br />
<br />
and here are a few of my other favorites...<br />
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<div class="storycontent"><b>Teenage girl:</b> “Do you guys sell that contraceptive abstinence?”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Abstinence?”<br />
<b>Teenage girl:</b> “Yeah! Abstinence! I read that it’s the only 100% way to not get pregnant!”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “That’s right. But, abstinence is to not have sex. Like abstain from.”<br />
<b>Teenage girl:</b> “Well, that just sucks!”<br />
<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Here’s you receipt. Are you all set?”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “I need to speak with my loan officer for a minute.”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Okay, that’s Joe. Let me check if he’s available.”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “No! Rich is my loan officer.”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “No, Joe is. He talked to you last week, remember? Tall guy with a moustache?”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Rich has been my loan officer for eight years. I want to speak with him!”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Rich died three years ago.”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> <i>*silence*</i><br />
<b>Me:</b> “So, I’ll get Joe?’”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Right, Joe.”<br />
<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Hello. Do you need help sir?”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Oh, I was just looking at your turtles. I have some at home and I’ve been wanting to put goldfish in with them. Can I do that?”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “You can, but turtles will usually eat goldfish.”<br />
<i>(He looks genuinely upset at this fact.)</i><br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Oh. Well can’t I just put a sign in the tank that says ‘Don’t Eat The Goldfish’ so the turtles will know?”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Sir, turtles can’t read.”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “They can’t?”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “No.”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Hmm. Well, that’s upsetting.”<br />
<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “My computer has fruit in it!”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “Like what?”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Every time I turn my computer on, it has a fruit in it.”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “You mean an apple?”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Yeah, I guess.”<br />
<b>Me:</b> “That means you have that brand of computer. Do you need anything else, ma’am?”<br />
<b>Customer:</b> “Well, I don’t really like apples. Can I get a cantaloupe on it instead?”</div>Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-91847310537515317232010-10-03T20:36:00.000-07:002010-10-03T20:36:19.088-07:00akward....ok so i fixed my computer...i hope... computers and computer repair are rather expensive and i have maybe $2... BUT when this computer finnaly does have it's last breath i'm getting this....<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.applemacbook.com/gallery/photos/61-white-macbooks-sharp-edge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://www.applemacbook.com/gallery/photos/61-white-macbooks-sharp-edge.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://agoodhusband.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/macbook2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://agoodhusband.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/macbook2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>i want it so bad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! uggg! i thought about putting it on my christmas list but well the greif i would be put through for wanting it would be unbariable...<br />
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christmas is fastly approching and mother reminded us that christmas lists are due soon... and sad thing is besides the macbook and Beauty and the Beast on DVD i have no clue what i want......<br />
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so i had a conversation with a friend and when i left that conversation he proceded to say I love you... and it caught me off guard cause i don't hear that often especially from a non family member, and i didn'tknow what to say... so idk it was real akward and then i thought he like loved me more than friends and if he does cool i mean i guess we could give it a shot cause he is a real nice guy and all but it was just akward... anywhoo then i read too much into it and he meant he loved me as a friend.. and yes it was a disaster.....<br />
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well now that my computer is fixed and i had an akward night i should be going to bed so i can clean my room and car tomorrow :) Nighty Night Kids:):):)Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-42355426738917700212010-10-02T20:16:00.001-07:002010-10-02T20:16:27.490-07:00SICK!!!! OHHHHS NOOOOSSS!!!so yes it is official..my computer is SICK.. it keeps spazing and freezing up...so it'll need fixed and idk when that'll be sooooo idk how iften i will be posting here soon so if you don't here from me for a few days don't panic, i haven't died.......LOVE YOU ALL:)Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-32043768951939306322010-09-30T12:21:00.000-07:002010-09-30T12:21:22.976-07:00Hallelujah Thursday:)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgLwU_b9CyYtGZxxFArdpNWW31_L5jOy9qi4gO4MKX8BuLBu7p0Ixbj_LMij3nEYjJ2vxpIwzDwpaKjlmfjhU-6STWlY45_Ae3Kf0qCe_FN81fuDmqKwmrr8N6OBM2_nQDXDQt1MFISw/s1600/IMG_0705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgLwU_b9CyYtGZxxFArdpNWW31_L5jOy9qi4gO4MKX8BuLBu7p0Ixbj_LMij3nEYjJ2vxpIwzDwpaKjlmfjhU-6STWlY45_Ae3Kf0qCe_FN81fuDmqKwmrr8N6OBM2_nQDXDQt1MFISw/s320/IMG_0705.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just cut up some peppers and onions for dinner...haveing italian sausage:) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nick had a game yesterday and they won:) 12-0 i think... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs343.ash2/62307_1421088089000_1286627793_31021959_5331106_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs343.ash2/62307_1421088089000_1286627793_31021959_5331106_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">went to the harwear store today tp get a couple things for dad and then went to Glen's to get the sausage and peppers...and some rude old man told me to learn how to drive... RUUUUDE!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and right now i'm watching Dr. Oz... he is a crazy man...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">golly my eyes still sting...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">got to talk to Leann today it was nice</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">i'm trying to find things to talk about today and i'm struggleing...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Going to the JV football game tonight...hope it doesn't rain like it did last night :/</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">so the dog is chewing on her wire cage, do you ever wonder what that feels like on their teeth!?!?!?!?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-48908888263697651572010-09-26T20:20:00.000-07:002010-09-26T20:37:37.907-07:00YOU BETTER READ THIS!!!!my computer is SPAZING!!! i had to restart it 4 times to get to this point...anyways...Mom and I are starting a diet after she talks to this nutritionist she is getting sent to:) we are also looking into a Water Aerobics class:):):)<br />
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there is this child care position open in Negaunee but it's an hour away BUT it's full time and i REALLY want the job so i'm going to call them tomorrow morning :)<br />
also a couple jobs here in Munising such as at Forest Glen store..i would like to do both jobs but i have a feeling that my schedules would conflict...but i'm gonna apply for both<br />
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so i had a billion things to tell you and i saved them on my iPod so i wouldn't forget and it died... sooo i'll have to charge it...<br />
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in greater news i lost 7 pounds and wasn't even trying:) <br />
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so i am going to be honest here i do not like the church we go to now... i'm fighting every week to stay awake and i don't feel welcome or like i fit in anywhere...so.... soon very soon i am going to be church "shopping" and i'm not jazzed about it... i miss MY church family and can't imagine replacing them... it's just weird i have shared my deepest darkest secretes with these people, i have lived with them for weeks at a time... i just can never imagine trying to find another family.... I MISS YOU GUYS!!!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">:'(</div><div style="text-align: left;">i think i'm going to go take pictures tomorrow...hopefully i don't get lazy and will</div>Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-23532393758655679932010-09-23T19:40:00.000-07:002010-09-23T19:40:54.686-07:00new hair and new days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyXFTJhoJiyLOQH0E20rtj02KbxsYcEGo7iSG6o7itX4B8zcYJ2-LZLHvHMhj5NLC3eBZ83Em3GzsvMcta8vdLd2IWtwkssa7ebWIjwlAwrIMAHVjXjs6N5sQe0Mf1hPZr8CKBanMCEw/s1600/IMG000070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyXFTJhoJiyLOQH0E20rtj02KbxsYcEGo7iSG6o7itX4B8zcYJ2-LZLHvHMhj5NLC3eBZ83Em3GzsvMcta8vdLd2IWtwkssa7ebWIjwlAwrIMAHVjXjs6N5sQe0Mf1hPZr8CKBanMCEw/s320/IMG000070.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>ok so i said i would post a picture of my new hair well i got bored and this is the best i can do<br />
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and if your wondering why i am in front of a yankeys symbol it is because i have to stay in my brothers room while my Mimi(Grandma) is staying....trust me this is not by choice!! GO RED SOX!!!! <br />
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didn't do much today got nick on the bus and went back to bed....then got up and ate some pizza and then dad ot home from his surgery then yeah...watched some tv ate dinner and here i am....<br />
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i found these really cool christian shirts for girls here are a few i want <br />
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been watching alot of Shane Dawson lately... LOVE it!!! check him out <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/shanedawsontv?blend=1&ob=4#p/u/123/EzPH9JxevnE">http://www.youtube.com/user/shanedawsontv?blend=1&ob=4#p/u/123/EzPH9JxevnE</a> he has 3 channels on youtube and all are great...<br />
ok well going to listen to some Mindless Self Indulgence and watch some shane dawson...night kids!Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-36250793132722710612010-09-20T20:11:00.000-07:002010-09-20T20:11:49.288-07:00monday? really?so it's monday again... was going to marquette today for dad's dr appointment but it got cancled so i guess we'll go thursday...went and saw Baby Jaris today:):):) he is just tooo cute!!<br />
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getting my hair cut tomorrow.... it'll be the last time for a while...i wanna grow my hair out....<br />
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getting it cut like that:)<br />
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do you ever have friend crush? you know where you wanna be someone's friend but don't know how to go about doing it or even asking....like really how do you do it? be like "hey do you wanna be friends?" that weird!!!! i just looked on facebook and i found like 4 on my news feed!!!! omg i'm such a loser!!!!<br />
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well i'm gonna go watch Love and Basketball alone....i'll post pictures of my new hair tomorrow:):):)Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-10750047567299561262010-09-19T22:17:00.000-07:002010-09-19T22:17:02.613-07:00make up?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs9/i/2006/029/7/5/Fat_Ballet_by_FallingSensibly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs9/i/2006/029/7/5/Fat_Ballet_by_FallingSensibly.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>i feel like making up for 3 days with no posts with 1 day with 2 posts..... btw i love that photo:):):)<br />
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so i was looking for baby suff....(idk how i stumbled upon this) any whoo i thought it was interesting<br />
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it shows un photoshoped pictures of celebs...idk interesting<br />
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still don't have a job and i'm loosing patients FAST! i HATE haveing no money... and i HATE depending on my parents..and i HATE even more listening to my dad complain!!!!!!! i can't help it if no one is hiring and if i'm not qualified for the jobs...!!!!<br />
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some people just idk make me so angry....they are legit irritating i cannot stand it!!! and they are ALWAYS the ones that pop up on your news feed onn facebook....but nooooooo the one's your dieing to hear from never post anything and never call you or never send you any form of communication....<br />
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i had something else to say and now i can't remember :'( i'll probably think of it at 4am and have to write it down......Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092164077460463438.post-22927278614451685962010-09-19T19:43:00.000-07:002010-09-19T19:43:16.077-07:00SORRY!!!sorry i haven't posted in like 3 days.... the weekends are usually busy for me... with football and family...<br />
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so i have yet to start exercising or dieting.... i did well friday then saturday went to Jaris and Val's for the game and ate sloppy joes and then on the way home got pizza for nick, his friends and i... then after i ate i was like wait WTF! i am suppost to be dieting.... and today i just idk about today... no excuse...<br />
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so saw baby Jaris on saturday....he is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute!!!!!<br />
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Mom is makeing Jaris and Val marzetti tomorrow so i'll get to see him again!:)<br />
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going with dad to his dr appointment in Marquette tomorrow...he has surgery on thursday and My Mimi(Grandma) is coming to visit on wednesday:) i'm hopeing she can make me a pillow!!!<br />
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it is crazy that i'll be 21 in about 6 months....i can't wrap my head arround it! i'm excited to get a new licenses:):):):):)Steffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16674490399967470341noreply@blogger.com2