All packed and ready to go!! And I think I did a very good job of packing, if I do say so myself.
See ya USA. Bonello out.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
You Don't Wear Hats
I fell in love today. With a hat. It was perfect.
But my mom wouldn't buy it for me and I had no money. She told me I never wear hats. Which is true, but I only never wear hats because I had never found THE ONE.
Regardless, I never got the hat. Our romance was short-lived.
But my mom wouldn't buy it for me and I had no money. She told me I never wear hats. Which is true, but I only never wear hats because I had never found THE ONE.
Regardless, I never got the hat. Our romance was short-lived.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Very Lucky
So now that more people than just Lori know my blog exists, I figure I'm going to have to write more posts. So here goes.
An update on where I am right now. So I have to take the MCATS tomorrow but the only place I could take them was Allentown. Which is like an hour and forty five minutes from my house. And the test is at 730. So i was not going to leave my house at like 5am to get here. So I found an EconoLodge about 30 seconds down the road and figured I'd stay there.
Well. Let me tell you about the EconoLodge. It is probably the sketchiest place I have EVER been. And although I don't really go to sketchy places, I'm positive anyone would agree with me. It looks like the places where they find dead bodies on CSI. Complete with burnt out bulbs in the vacancy sign. The only thing it's missing is the creepy pool with dead, slimy, green animals in it.
First off, the man at the front desk WATCHES me pull in and WATCHES me get out of the car. Uhh... and then I go in and I try to check in but he doesn't believe me when I tell him I'm over 18. (Side note: there is an EconoLodge sign on the wall... flanked by two little stuffed frogs wearing EconoLodge teeshirts.) So I have to show him my driver's license AND passport and he starts telling me how cute I am and how my boyfriend should tell me how very lucky he is all the time. Uh, yeah. My boyfriend, you know, the marine who's trained in every sort of combat possible, carries two rifles, and is meeting me here ASAP. THEN Mr. Creeptastic attempts to take me to his nicest room with a jacuzzi, to which I politely decline. NO WAY am I going anywhere with you, mister. I manage to talk about the benign subject of "BMs" with him (BMWs... he liked my car) and make it safely to my room. Where I double lock it, dead bolt it, close the windows, and shut the blinds.
I should have brought a sleeping bag.
An update on where I am right now. So I have to take the MCATS tomorrow but the only place I could take them was Allentown. Which is like an hour and forty five minutes from my house. And the test is at 730. So i was not going to leave my house at like 5am to get here. So I found an EconoLodge about 30 seconds down the road and figured I'd stay there.
Well. Let me tell you about the EconoLodge. It is probably the sketchiest place I have EVER been. And although I don't really go to sketchy places, I'm positive anyone would agree with me. It looks like the places where they find dead bodies on CSI. Complete with burnt out bulbs in the vacancy sign. The only thing it's missing is the creepy pool with dead, slimy, green animals in it.
First off, the man at the front desk WATCHES me pull in and WATCHES me get out of the car. Uhh... and then I go in and I try to check in but he doesn't believe me when I tell him I'm over 18. (Side note: there is an EconoLodge sign on the wall... flanked by two little stuffed frogs wearing EconoLodge teeshirts.) So I have to show him my driver's license AND passport and he starts telling me how cute I am and how my boyfriend should tell me how very lucky he is all the time. Uh, yeah. My boyfriend, you know, the marine who's trained in every sort of combat possible, carries two rifles, and is meeting me here ASAP. THEN Mr. Creeptastic attempts to take me to his nicest room with a jacuzzi, to which I politely decline. NO WAY am I going anywhere with you, mister. I manage to talk about the benign subject of "BMs" with him (BMWs... he liked my car) and make it safely to my room. Where I double lock it, dead bolt it, close the windows, and shut the blinds.
I should have brought a sleeping bag.
Novice
I'm pretty new at this blogging thing. I don't know what to write about. What will people care about?
Will anyone care that my chia pet died the other day? Well, I'm pretty sure Lori is the only one who knows this blog exists. And I'm pretty sure she'll care that I forgot to water him for three days and that he flipped over and I had to restart him.
Will anyone care that my chia pet died the other day? Well, I'm pretty sure Lori is the only one who knows this blog exists. And I'm pretty sure she'll care that I forgot to water him for three days and that he flipped over and I had to restart him.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Hello L-Walk
everyday when I wake up, one of the first things I do is check Lori's blog. it's always filled with cool stories and great pictures and sometimes even I get mentioned. (tom has tried to tell me he checks her blog more often, but this is simply not true. hi tom.) she made it when she was about to go to London and now, since I'm about to go to Africa, she thought it would be cool if I had a blog, too. and now maybe she can read mine every morning.
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