Listening to: Taylor Swift - Our Song
I am sooo excited! You have no idea!
The semester is over and I just finished my last presentation for my last class! All I have to do is come back to be present for other presentations! I totally sucked at mine, and I don't care cuz I'm gonna pass the class anyway! Boo yah!
I went to school today for like two hours and came back with like $95! I sold my books. I'm brilliant, I sold my books and then I thought about it..."wait...am I gonna pass these classes?". Wheee! I left Max for like 2 hours and I come back and he's got his whole bed ripped apart! (glad it wasn't the rest of the house) Foam stuff all over the house. Grrr! C'mon dog! I'm trying to be there for ya! Minnie is gonna kill me for not being enough for him. I'm doing my best, but I ain't the owner. Anyway...Grabbed Max and we were outta here! I getta go home! And do absolutely nothing!
I actually came home and cleaned the kitchen and the front room, did the dishes and even cooked dinner while I made my dough for my favorite chocolate crinkle cookies! I was in the mood to clean and cook apparently. They didn't really even notice tho..what a shock. Mostly, in life I'm not asking for a thank you or anything, I just want recognizition. All you have to do is say, 'Oh, you cleaned the kitchen' not "oh, the kitchen is clean..." and walk away. I'm not asking for you to say "thanks for cleaning the kitchen" just recognize that -I- was the one that cleaned it. Period. The end. Same with work too. Seriously, it's not that hard.
Jordan was mentioning how it would be wonderful and nice to come home to someone, a clean house and a kiss. He said if I did that for him he'd like oogle and thank me and all that mushy stuff to make me "feel special". I told him he would only do that for so long. He said he'd do it forever, every time. I seriously doubt it. I -know- a boy can't be that consistent with something so...common. Now if I rarely cleaned the house or something then I could see him jumping on the thank you wagon every time it happens.
Anyways...I guess I went to the wrong house to do service. These boys don't want that feeling of someone home when they get there. Funny the different things/reasons that make you appreciate things at certian times. Oh well.
Cleaned and cooked, went to the store and got Pirates of the Caribbean number 3, honestly I was totally confused. I need to do a Pirates marathon to remind me and maybe I'd like it more. I didn't like it from the beginning with the chinese people, they ruined it. heh Watched that movie until like 12:30a.m.
Max won't leave anyone alone, he just wants attention. Poor dog. He ripped his bed apart so there's no point in going home I suppose. He's like the thing that just won't go away! He's followed me everywhere, every time I went down the stairs you go fast or get trampled. Sit on the couch and get mauled. He kept getting on Josh, not me, haha good, Josh is bigger than Max.