the biggest loser.

Just a quick rant on the reality TV show, "The Biggest Loser."

This is the third season I've watched of the show and is also the most DRAMATIC.

I am so tired of watching these people cry because they can't have the trainer they want, whine because they're getting ganged up on, and sobbing because someone they became friends with got sent home.

IT'S A COMPETITION.

1. If you didn't get the trainer you want, SUCK IT UP! Kick butt in the gym, and give your 110%!

2. Take people ganging up on you as a compliment. Seriously. It means you're doing good and they're intimidated.

3. Your friend got sent home? WRONG. Your COMPETETION got sent home! Be thankful it wasn't YOU!

I'm done :)

hot and cold.

Here's the thing.

I'm not one to complain. Really, I'm not. But I think I'm speaking on behalf of just about everyone in South Carolina on this one.

I AM SO SICK OF THIS BIPOLAR WEATHER.

I want it hot, or I want it cold. And I want it to stay one way or the other. I hate having a few days of beautiful, seventy degree weather, only to be faced with another week of frigid, forty degree marks. It's confusing and very mean.

Winter either needs to just give up its reign, or Spring needs to back off for a few more weeks and quit trying to rush in.




(Springtime, do not take this blog offensively. You're still my favorite :) )

the next generation may be in trouble..

So, I know the economy crisis is a really big problem in America and affecting millions of people right now.

However, since I've been working at the oh-so-wonderful KMart of Berea, I realize that there is a much bigger issue at hand. That being said, I am very concerned about the current generation of children out there.

As I was doing "go backs" against my will (and job description), I pulled a "game" from the bottom of the buggy and carried it to the toy aisle. It wasn't until I got to the aisle itself that I really began examining this game, and was completely taken aback, and felt the sudden need to pray for the children of America.

The "board" was a 3D, size of two fists, nose. Lining the rims of the nostrils, was a thick, green crust. The object of the "game" was to pull out the (gulp) boogers and the meaner the booger, the more points you score.

I gagged, literally, while looking at and reading through the instructions for this. I mean, really! This is so crude! Kids are taught their whole life not to pick their nose, and now they get points for picking someone else's!

*shudders*

KMart also opened my eyes to candies such as chocolate skittles, chocolate bubble yum, ice cream spray, and Sweet Tarts in a glue form contained within a squeeze tube.

God bless America...

a quickie.

So, I've fallen a little bit behind in posting. Reasons being?
School.
Work.
Church.
Studying.
Errands.
And managing to eat and sleep somewhere in between the two.

I'm stressed out beyond belief, and feel as though I owe a million different people two million different apologies. Sigh.

But, I'll be back soon enough, and I have plenty to come back with.

Melissa

then where does it go?

I did my first load of waiting laundry today (I still have three lingering piles) and I was very tempted to pull apart the dryer and dig until I found its secret world. Put down the phone, don't ask the operator for the number to the psyche ward. If you think long enough about it, there has GOT to be some secret place, the dryer's version of a WhoVille, if you will. Because if there isn't such a place, then answer this for me. WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK GO?!

Melissa

he's gotta do what he's gotta do...

It seems like everytime I mention to someone that my boyfriend is enlisting into the US Navy this week, the first question they ask is, "What do you think about that?"

Don't get me wrong. I'm glad people are concerned. But. It doesn't matter what I think or how I feel. The number one factor is that Wayne is happy with his decision and that he is going after something that he wants to do. Ultimately, he will come out with more opportunites and a better person, which makes me extremely happy for him.

BUT. If you must know how I feel about the whole thing, here it is.

At first, I was very heartbroken. I knew that by going into the Navy, that he wasn't going to be in Greenville for a long while. I was very selfish about the entire thing to begin with. All I could think about was how I wasn't going to be able to seem him when I wanted to, couldn't just call him when I wanted to, etc. It was utterly devastating. However, after a lotttttttt of talking with a lottttttt of different people (including Wayne himself), I've become more comfortable with the idea. To quote Lawren, I'm stronger than I think I am, and I know that he and I will be able to make things work while he's gone. Yeah, it's still kind of a heartache for me, but time heals all things. I'm very excited for him, and already so proud of him.

On to happy thoughts :)

It's snowing in Greenville. And not like just dusting the area. I'm actually class-free tomorrow (quick sigh of relief -- had a paper due for Speech 205). It was exciting watching the flakes become mounds of untouched fun. Sadly enough, it'll all be iced over tomorrow, but atleast I got to put my prints into the soft, thick sheet of snow. I love it! :)

Melissa