Whats goin down up in here.

So I'm usually not a big fan of "God did that cause he has a sense of humor" stuff, but this is ridiculous.
God HAS to be ROFLing right now. Seriously. I thought yesterday was insanity, it has nothing on today.
Today started out normal, breakfast, mason, workout, tutor, pick up Mason. Then,  got home and we had a crazy voicemail that led to a crazy phone call and the craziestttttt junk ever. I wish. So bad. That I could tell this story. But I cannot, because #1 there's just no way I can give it the justice it deserves through blogging. #2 I'm not allowed to, until the legal junk is settled or determined or whatever. But oh my word, trust me it's absurd. I wish an adjective existed to properly describe.
Anywho, there's also been other slight problems, but nothing is definitive or more than rumor, so no use discussing. However, I did find the key to Ryans house last night, the cat was fed and alive (Thank goodness).
Umm yeah, other than explosions of deranged dotage, Mom made turkey chili and BR and I watched "Just Go With It". Good movie, funny, but a bit drug out too long.
All I know is, nothing about this weekend has made sense, and I can't wait for my snow vacation. Mainly because my dog has the cutest snow jacket ever.

My morning.

So today, I woke up t my dog leaping onto my face howling because she heard a siren. Then I went to get breakfast but didn't have my cereal so I had to have another kind, which always throws off my day because breakfast keeps me from puking my medicine. Then, I puked cause of my medicine, and headed out for a run. I've been catsitting for my pastor, so I go feed the cat on my run. Well, after feeding last night I put the house key on the table by my couch, but my Dad bought an obnoxiiously huge piece of furniture. So our dining room was merged hurriedly into our living room, where the key was, So this morning, the key was gone. So I searched for 45 minutes, to no avail. Sorry Ryan, but I did double feed Spock yesterday, so he'll be good until I go hme to look for the key more afterwork.
 Anyway, After the missing key fiasco, I finally said whatever and did my run, but it wasn't relaxing at all. I got home after 5 miles, showered, and got ready for work. While getting ready, my parents decided to take the boat out today, which means they take my truck. So I rushed and grabbed all my stuff I need from the car, threw it in Moms car, and continued getting ready for work.
Got ready for work, grabbed my veggie-fruit smoothie, and jumped in the car. Went 2 miles, sipped my smoothie, and braked fast to avoid a cat running across the road. Smoothie exits cup, and lands all over me. So I turn around, go home and change again, and head back to work. I get to work, go to grab my key to open the showroom, but guess what! My key is on the keyring that goes to my truck, that Dad has. Wonderful. So I called Dad, he brings me my key, and I clock in half an hour late. And now I'm at work, wondering why I was even alive when I woke up this morning. And theres a spot of green smoothie on my shirt from where it was on the seatbelt after my spill. I pretend that's what the salesmen are staring at. Nasties.
But one of our customers just told me his car broke down in S.C and he got pnemonia, and is here to turn in his rental and buy a new car so he can make it back home in South Beach, where he hasn't been in a month. So I guess my 4 hours of disaster isn't so bad. Hopefully it can only get better now. Otherwise I'll probably just put myself into a coma for a while.
Spectacular.

Thanksgiving.

I find it peculiar that we have to have a day to remind us to be thankful for everything we have. Don't get me wrong, I love the holiday, fun, and family-ness, but it's funny that of all places, America needs a reminder to be thankful for what we have. In America, we have an abundance of food, so much so that nearly 3/4 the population is overweight.
We have shelter and electricity and shoes, and if someone is lacking just one of these things, begin the pity party.
Our biggest stresors are from work or school, or that boy or girl that hurt your feelings.
We forget that there are people in the world who would think even the most poverty ridden American cities were from a fairytale. And this isn't to make people feel bad while they eat, it's to make people think.
But we also have this freedom to be thankful for. I can say Jesus in my savior and I belong to the Lord, and be free of persecution. Sure, someone can say ew, or whatever people say about christians, but the fact they can say that is why we should be thankful. We are blessed to live somwhere that harbors the way God gave us free will, so that when we fall in love with him it can be sincere and true.

Anyway, as Americans, we have some strange antics.
When given a stable supply of food, we overeat and everyone is verging on obesity.
When given a surplus material things, too many become hoarders.
When given freedom to use alcohol, too many become alcoholics.
When given tobacco products, everyone has lung cancer.
When given the freedom (to a point) of controlling our sexual relations, we have 1 in 3 teenage girls pregnant.
When given TV, we become more obese, sedentary, and forget the world God created.
When given video games, we become obsessed with what those characters can do.
When given a couch or bed, we don't leave it.
When given a vehicle, we forget we can walk.
When given natural resources, we expend them until we've screwed ourselves over.
When given a beautiful world, we pollute it.
When given technology for communication, we gossip and hate.

The things we recieve are abused till they become a problem. We overuse. Everything. Taking this freedom for granted sucking the life out of every blessing introduced to us. Yet we need to be reminded to be thankful.
What if we recieve things that don't run out? Things can don't hurt us or others around us? What would happen if we, as christians, gave this country too much love for one another? A stable supply of Jesus? An abundance of examples of living in Christ?
Maybe we would be more thankful for what we have. And give to those who do need more to be thankful for.

Jesus died on the cross for YOU. Happy Thanksgiving.

Boom.

^That was my life exploding. Anyone who's known me in the past few years knows I've been studying horticuture. I was aspiring to be a landscape designer and all that. Well, nevermind. I have decided to nutrition and fitness. Everyone who knows me knows I'd be good for this lol. With this I can be a personal trainer and a nutrtionist for schools, hosipals, assisted living facilities, etc.
But as soon as I've graduated and I'm licensed, I would really like to take it to Ecuador for a year and work in a christian orphanage home. Then after that, come back home and start and fitness and nutrition club for teens battling eating disorders, to teach healthy body image and how to obtain a fit lifestyle Basically, a blonde Jillian Michaels. But I'll wear more clothes.
Anyway, in the immediate future, I'm speaking with an advisor from USF, I might trasnfer there for Fall 2012 to pursue this degree. It seems to be the best choice for where I am right now, so we'll see.
So yeah. This past weekend I took my cousin Allie to Light Up Ocala, and it was crap so I took her, her sister, and her sister's boyfriend to Mochi. Mmm. Then Allie stayed the night with me and we sat on the couch watching old crime shows after I got off work, then I took her hom. I love that kid, I wish she could stay with us. Hopefully she can come for Thanksgiving.
I'm excited about Thanksgiving, and family and such.And Sarah's gonna be home!!! Anyway, for my family thing, I'm making the desert, Apple Nachos! And I might make guilt-free apple pie, cause they're healthy and adorable. If you're interested in the recipes, hit it up.

I was born a girl, But I'm actually a man.

So the other day I was watching some generic talk show after morning work while I straightened my hair for afternoon work. The topic was transgender. Pre-note, I'm sorry if this offends any of the people that don't actually read my blog. But they had a handful of kids that were born one gender, but felt they should be another. A SIX YEAR OLD BOY DECIDED HE WANTS TO BE A GIRL. Really? Like he said one day Mommy I feel like a girl. If my Mom listened to what I wanted to be when I was 6, I would be a dinosaur-goat-man.
I know we're all about individualism and being ourselves, but sometimes a parent has to say sorry bucko, you got boy stuff. They also had a girl who thought she was a man, and got sex change surgery at 18. He/She took meds to not get puberty and all this crazy stuff. And when she started taking testosterone she had a vlog and was talking about like "week 3 and I have hair on my knuckles, it's kinda gross." Which baffled me, if she wanted to be a man. Anyway, her big catch statement was "I was born a girl, But I'm actually a man." No matter how much I don't agree with their stuff, that statement is like my life motto.

Things to do instead of having sex.

I read today that only 1 in 4 of 2012's high school freshman class will still be vigrins. ONE IN FOUR? Thats means 75% of America's 13 year olds have had sex. What?! That's ridiculous. Yeah, I believe that sex should be saved until marriage, but even people who don't agree with that must not condone to preteen sex. That's just gross. And I'm sorry, but my parents would beat my little white butt if I even thought about doing this now, let alone at 12!
I also read in an unrelated article that men's brains crave more sex when the economy down, to soothe their worries. But middle schoolers are not men! Why are they doing it more? Stress from work? Nope! Maybe they didn't make their bed, didn't get their allowance from Momma and couldn't buy pay for their xbox livewire? IDK. But this is absurd.
I came to the conlusion that maybe their just bored. So they decide to have gross underage undeveloped preteen sex? Ew.
Anyway, to help stop these kids from abusing their bodies this way, I compiled a list of things they can do instead.
-Read a bible for goodness sake!
-Buy a kitten.
-Play with kitten.
-^ Repeat, with puppy.
-Color. You're not too cool to color.
-Learn and play an instrument.
-Read any book, really.
-Walk around your neigborhood.
-Walk around your neighborhood in a gorilla suit.
-Go ouside.
-Ride your bike.
-Make stuffed shells.
-Weightlift (Which releases endorphins in your brain to ease your horny selves, js)
-Make a bracelet out of buttons.
-Build a rocketship out of cardboard.
-Dress up like an eyeball with two other friends, and play human bumper cars on the downtown square.
-Do math homework.
-Take dance classes (So you can actually dance, not grind, which is probably what started this whole nasty trend anyway.)
-Sing.
-Go to a play.
-Be in a play.
-Raise a farm animal.
-Play ninja by yourself in the middle of Walmart. (Even if you dot enjoy it, noone will lay you after that.)
-Build a blanket fort and don't invite anyone of the opposite sex inside.
-Wash your Mom's car. Because you don't have one. Cause you're 12.
-Plant flowers.
-Window shop.
-Make a scrapbook.
-Play any sport. Even chess.
-Walk the puppy you bought.
-Organize your school bag.
-Clean your room.
-Clean your closet, where you threw everything when you cleaned your room.
-Race ferrets.
-Rake carpet.
-Braid a cow's tail.
-Take your couch for a walk.
-Kidnap cabbage patch kids.
-Look up cabbage patch kids, because they were probably made before you were born. Cause you're 12.
-Pretend your a telephone.
-Answer the phone.
-Watch the news.
-Watch the first half of Supernanny, but not the second. You'll never have sex again.
-Debate politics.
-Learn about politics, since you prob don't know much.
-Call a infomercial number and speak Greek.
-Write a letter to your hero, telling them why they are.
-Write a letter to someone you hate, telling them why someone else is your hero.
-Make a turtle.
-Wash a cat.
-Test diamonds on your neighbors car window.
-Find an alibi for the above.
-Correct words that aren't typos on your friends facebook.
-Train your goldfish.
-Have a prune juice chugging contest.
-Puke prune juice.
-Teach your puppy to skateboard.
-Joust. Stupid pain builds character.
-Lay on the floor of Kmart.
-Walk in front of someone, and just sit down.
-Write a blog on how to stop kids from having sex.

Someone take this thing away.

I am completely abusing the ownership of a blog. Good thing noone reads. Anyway, the past month or so has been really good for the most part. Lots of work and school and such. Spent a really good day with my best friend a few days after Halloween. I hadn't spent time with her since August-ish, so it was fun. We had lunch at Cripsers (My faveeeee) then went to Easy Street, a local arcade. It's kinda run down, so we were basically the only people there except for the workers, who took special interest in us. Free games and such =awesome! We then met the boys at Sonnys, barely ate cause we were stuffed from cripsers lol. Then went to Walmart and Publix, and back to my house and played board games and ate low fat froyo till midnight. It was awesome. I've also spent some time with Kristina, but not nearly enough. Ditto for Brandon. But it'll be worth the work one day. Last friday Brandon and I made homemade power bars, with orange and cinnamon and pumpkin seeds and such. They were Delish, and without one I would not have been able to finish my 5 mile run this morning. Then this past sunday, we made whole wheat dark chocolate protein cookies. Also Delicious. But still kinda high in calories, so I had 2 as a treat and gave BR the rest. He pawned them off to his mom, she liked them. We also watched animal planet for a while, but it turned out to be the saddest lion movie ever. But it was an awesome night nonetheless.
Yesterday was good, except I did HIITS then "Kwanten" workout, which was like an intensified muwscle training version of HIITS. Doing them on the same day was a dumb idea. I puked. But it was a good workout. Today I ran (as aforementioned) and did Cardio X. Also a good workout. Then I met Brandon, his brother Brent, and Kyle at a pizza place. I watched them eats probably 100 slices between the three of them. I had Brandon get me carrots and sunflower seeds. Yums.
OMG Brandon has never seen snow. I told my Mom I wanted to take him to see it this winter. I was thinkin go to the Atlanta Aquarium and stay with one of my cousins if she was cool with it for like a day or two. Whats my Mom decide to do? Rent a cabin for four days in Ski Beech NC for my parents, me and Brandon and my brother Jimmy and his awesome girlfriend Jessie. It's pretty much gonna be like a 4 day long triple date. I couldn't be more excited. I didn't think my Mom would do something like that so random and unplanned, but I'm certainly not complaining! (Thanks Mom!)
Also, I've gotten way into yoga. And I have reached my goal of a 6 pack. *Cyber high five for shredded midsections*
Anyway, I'm about to clock out and go hang out with Brandon. I'm gonna try to write again before Christmas. :)