Well that was interesting...

I can't remember if I've ever talked about my car before. If not, this is the basic run down of the hunk-o-junk that is my car...

It's a 1998 Chevy Cavalier and I named him Carlisle. And it falls apart. All. The. Time.

I got it two years ago and since then many things have broken on it. The coolant pipe broke and all the coolant leaked out of it. By the way, the mechanic looked at me and said, "I've never seen a coolant pipe break before...and I've been a mechanic for a looong time." Great Mr. Mechanic man, I appreciate that... I needed a new muffler when it decided to FALL OFF my car...oh, oh! And the center pipe had a whole in it so I had to get that fixed. And when the muffler fell of it rubbed on the tire, causing it to get to the point where if I had driven a little further it would have burst and I would have died! Hmmm...then there is the leak in my power steering fluid line, so my car squeaks when it's empty. And the engine is making some random loud noise and I can't figure out what's wrong with it...and now the alternator died. WOOOHOOO!!!!

So yesterday, when the battery light came on, I took Carlisle to Autozone to have them test it. And this guy helped me out whilst flirting with me. Which, ya know, why the hell not?? And he told me what was wrong so when I went back today he was there again. He needed my number for something in the computer. When I left he asked if that number was good to call. Soooo I'm going on a date. EEEEEPPP! This is soo weird. I went to the movies and such with Jason, but I don't know how that went and I haven't been on a date since then.

I guess I'm just nervous. I think it'll be fun though. I mean, it's just one night. Right? Why the hell not.

I need a life.

Dear GOD I haven't written in FOR.EV.ER.

Probably because I have nothing, and I mean NOTHING to talk about since returning home from Geneva. Most likely because my life is now BORING and I have nothing to do like jet off to Austria or Spain or something. That's just so so so much cooler than, so I went to work today and then came home and ate a crap load of food, further adding to the fatty-fatness that I have become since Europe. To help counter that I've started swimming again. And let me tell you. My body doesn't like its...OUCH!

It is good to be home though. I missed it. But I miss Geneva. But home is good. But Geneva was so cool! UGH!!...confusion...

I've just been working a TON which is good because I am now POOR and hanging out with a lot of friends that I missed like ca-RAZY! And I've also been enjoying my monumental amounts of alone time. Seriously. When you live with a crap load of people for four months and never get a second to yourself, you appreciate the time you get to yourself. And the fact that you can do WHATEVER and not have to worry about someone random coming into your space. Not that I didn't love my roommates, because I did. And they know it.

Something fun/cool/exciting that has happened it that I turned 21. And I celebrated. A lot. With a few of my favorite people. :) It was a really good birthday. Monumentally better than last year. Thank God...

Proud to be an American

Ya know, sometimes I get annoyed with America because of their hypocrisy in many things. For example, the government condemns torture but does submit to extraordinary rendition along with many other things. However, more often than not, I am PROUD to be an America. I even got into a fight at a bar with my roommate Alexis with these two French guys about how America is awesome. Seriously, who wants to be French?! Today, began very interestingly. I woke to find out that the U.S. military had finally found and killed the man behind the September 11th attacks. What a great day!!!!

Watch President Obama's speech to the American people here.

To take a line from "The Ring"

"Seven days...."

"Blame it on the alcohol"

Wow, this 30 Days of Truth thing is taking WAY longer than thirty days...mostly because when I look at the prompt I'm all like, "Ehhh....I don't want to write about that. I'm gonna go eat something."

Anyway, this prompt is on my thoughts on drugs and alcohol. I don't really know where to begin with this one because it can be all controversial and what not. Who wants to do that..? HA!

I think it's appropriate that I write this post now though because I just visited the lovely city of Amsterdam, and we all know what goes on in that city. And no, I'm not talking about the Red Light district...though I did walk past a brothel and these two women were just sitting inside in front of the doorway in lingerie and I was all like, WHOA! Wasn't expecting that! Because we were NOT in the Red Light District. I ha

d a good time, and yes I was responsible and no I'm not going to say what I did and did not do because that isn't your business :P

So. Drugs. Gernerally DUMB! I mean, if you have fun, as my house mate Milo says, "Blowing some trees" (i.e.-Mary jo) every once in a while, whatever floats your boat. Just be responsible about your fun. I know that these things are bad for your body, but so is eating a butt load of cookie dough. Just don't be stupid. Don't over do it. They are, as you would say, "soft drugs" and I don't really think that they would lead to anything harder. Plus, I also don't think that pot heads are going to be the ones out robbing banks. Have you ever met a pot head? I live with some. All they want to do is eat some pizza and watch a movie. They aren't going anywhere. Relax.

Hard drugs are another issue though. They are the ones that lead to other problems. They create problems for friends and family. Those that abuse drugs are the ones that are often breaking the law and hurting their loved ones the most. Trust me, I know this from experience.

I don't really know what to say about alcohol. I used to be all like, Drinking is stupid, merrrr!! But since I've been in Europe, I've found how much fun it can be. Like with most things in this world, you just need to be responsible. Things to remember:

1. Know your limits

2. Don't drink and drive

3. Have a safe place to stay

4. Don't leave with anyone you don't trust/know