I wrote this in January of 2006, almost four years ago:
i like to drive 2.5 hours just 2 see u [coz yes, it does take that long]
i like to suck at basketball with you
i like to attempt to beat u at pool and fail every time
i like to wear matching colors by accident and feel retarded with u
i like to go to walmart and play with pink baseball equipment
i like to dress up in black wifebeaters, my bust-a-cap shoes, a hot pink bandana and go play laser tag.
i like to watch dating shows with you
i like to act like a stuffed animal is actually living and can attack
i like playing slug bug games
i like getting tipsy off 3 beers and embarass you with my hyperness
i like to yell hi to cops getting gas
i like to wave at people walking down the sidewalks with you
i like getting freaked out and grab the oh shit bar when you attempt to run over bikers
i like making bets with you and winning them..and even when i obviously lose, i still say i won them anyway
i like driving your truck coz i know junior likes me better
i like getting beer munchies for the first time haha
i like to watch pimp my ride at night
i like my 50 cent ring that doesn't fit any of my tiny fingers
i like to sit and do nothing with you coz its still fun
.....and thats why i think i'm falling in love with you

It's funny how people change, time changes everything, and this is how I feel now:

I hate how you wouldn't spend 10 minutes of your time to talk to me
I hate how you never play basketball with me anymore
I hate how you never seem like you have any fun with me
I hate how you broke up with me a only month ago, and yet you act like you are a stranger
I hate how you always want to do what you want to do, and don't take anyone else into consideration
I hate how you forgotten how to be sweet and thoughtful
I hate how you are always so serious with me, you used to never be like that
I hate how you get mad at me for the littlest things, like a ticking bomb
I hate how you talk to me like I'm 5 years old
I hate looking at you and seeing your eyes empty like you could care less if I died tomorrow
I hate that I can't make you laugh anymore
I hate reading old xanga entries where you said I was one of the reasons you wake up in the morning
I hate that you chose stupid nursing friends over the person you've grown up with over the last 4 years, they don't even know you like i know you
I hate that you forgot who you were, who you wanted to be, and most of all I hate the person you've become.
....and that's why I'm forcing myself to fall out of love with you

So, I was walking to my car in my apartment parking lot today heading to the library to read before class, and a black truck stops and this guy yells, "HEYYYY MAMIIIIII" and starts hitting on me with quite possibly the lamest lines ever and I just look at him with disgust. WHY am I blogging about this? Well, me and my roommates had just been talking about instances like these an hour before it happened and this was basically the summary:

The guy then pulls into a parking space about 2 cars down and gets out. I immediately recognize he is an OU football player - the way he's built and the way he's dressed. They all look the same. I can't help but wonder, he's being so disgusting and disrespectful because it has WORKED for him. There are girls out there that spread their legs because they think football players are some kind of God's gift or something. I don't know how any girl could do such a thing, but most of them have nothing upstairs in the intellectual department, and then wind up with the herp or pregnant - being the one of many NUMEROUS baby mommas that those football players have. I swear most of them have 2 kids or more.. 

Well, that guy got fully rejected by me and my car peeling out of the lot trying to get the hell away from him today. Any woman with class would have done the same thing. Maybe that guy will learn not to be so pathetic one day. But, if he goes anywhere with his football career, I doubt he will ever learn and will have some trophy skank with no class or self respect.

Boomer Sooner

<3kaci

When I was around 5 years old, I kept getting strep throat. Once it was so bad that I almost had a high enough temperature to kill me - and that's when my tonsils permanently stayed swollen. I've had problems with them my entire life, from recurring strep throat, mono, tonsilitis, and getting tonsil stones weekly. I had to go to the ER a couple of weeks ago because my tonsils were so swollen that they busted a blood vessel in the back of my throat and it was just gushing blood. The ER doctor referred me to an ENT (ear nose and throat specialist) and the ENT told me that they needed to come out.

So, last thursday i had surgery to get my tonsils out. I am SO GLAD that they are gone. The first 2 days of recovery were a breeze. I am on liquid loritab and so I wasn't feeling too much pain. Then day 3 (yesterday) was absolutely horrible. I couldn't leave the bed the entire day. I threw up, which was probably the most painful thing I have experienced in a long time. I never left the bed the entire day, pretty much sleeping for most of it. I was running a 100 degree temperature.

I haven't been really able to eat much - just chicken broth, cream of wheat, and vanilla pudding. I've already lost 5 pounds. Today isn't too bad so far, I am still pretty weak but I refuse to stay in bed all day. Hopefully I can get out of the house and maybe do a little shopping. Thank goodness it's spring break - I am in owasso right now.

I have been taking pictures every day of my throat and will be posting them after I am recovered. It is CRAZY i have creepy scabs in the back of my throat and my uvula (dangly thing in the back) is about the size of a half dollar. But i just keep reminding myself how it is going to be so worth it in the end, I will never have to deal with most of the things  I dealt with constantly!

<3k