I just got home from the Sig Ep House, and much fun was to be had by all.  Someone told me tonight that I have porn star boobs.  That makes me feel fan-fucking-tastic!  I do love my boobs a lot, so it makes me feel special when other people like them.  Wow, I really do sound like a whore.  I can't help it though if I like my boobs.  At least I take pride of my body, and I love every part of it.  Even if it isn't perfect.

I look back at the times.  And sometimes I just have to wonder what the fuck was I thinking.  This is mostly to the guys I have been with, but there are some other things that I wonder this about.  I am going home this weekend to the ever lovely ICT (gag).  I am seeing 2 plays this weekend.  One for my old high school, they are doing something for all of the old drama kids.  Then one of my friends is in a play at Newman, so, I told him I would go see that.

I think before I skip town though I am going to go visit my grandfather's grave.  I haven't been there in a while, and I have this sudden want to go.  Maybe it was talking about our grandfathes last night with Spexy, Brett, and Casey.  I realized I didn't know him very well, and that makes me want to become closer to my other grandpa.  Even though I am really close.  I go and spen summers with them.  I just wish that when I was younger and did spend the summers with my poppop and mimi that I would have done more for them.  The last summer I spent with them I was so lazy, and that kills me now, because I could have helped out so much more.

I have decided that after college I am moving to New York for a year, and then after that move to Denver.  I love it there so much, and I already go there 4 times a year.  Why not live there? 

I hated my weekend...  That was the highlight.  Ohohoh no it isn't!  I gave a guy a fat lip.  Don't get too close to my face if I don't like you.  I will tell you nicely to leave me alone and then if you don't I will be forced to punch you in the face.  It just so happened I split open his lip and he was bleeding everywhere.  Opps...  I don't care from my past I don't trust guys all that much especially if I don't like you or know you.

I did how ever get to drive my lovely '63 Nova :D!  I love it.  I just don't drive it like I used to though, because of gas prices gone up.  Oh well have a good week everyone.

I do not like the way this election is turning our.  I think I am going to start packing my bags and move to France if Bush wins this election.

I got to see Ian tonight, that was exciting for me.  We had lots of fun this weekend though.  Hehee that is all I am going to say on that one.

I am going home this weekend.  I really don't want to either, but I have too.  My aunt is throwing a supprise party for her creepy husband.  Ick...  He is probably going to ask me if I want to work in his store this Christmas break, and I really don't want to but will probably end up saying yes because I need the money.  Even though he doesn't pay me very well.  He is cheep.

I do how ever get to work on my motorcycle this weekend.  And hopefully I should finish it by Saturday, and if it isn't too cold take it out on Sunday.  My dad was the original owner and bought it durning the war, and brought it back over.  Now I am helping him repair it, something my sister will take no part of, so, after it is done it will be just my dad's and mine.  I am very excited too!  Here is a picture of what it looks like.  After I am done fixing it up I will take pictures of mine.

Isn't she pretty?  She is a '72 Honda.

I was putting together a list of things that I find attractive in a guy and here is what I came up with:

has to be nice
can't be too much of a player
like to flirt
layed back personality
can hold his liqure (I don't want to be able to drink him under the table)
knows how to carry on a conversation
can play an insterment, and not just have it for show
GOOD tattoos are a plus

I will keep adding to the list.  There are a couple guys in some of my art classes that fit this, and I have had my eye on both of them for a while now.  Plus they seem to take interest in me too.  Who know what could happen?

Hmmm not much going on.  This week is homecoming, and I have to say I haven't been this excited for homecoming since I was in high school.  It is also halloween on Sunday.  I am going to be a can-can dancer...  it is going to be hot!  I like halloween, because it is the only day I can dress like a slut and not get stared at by other girls and annoyed by guys staring at me.

Picture time again!

Outings from this year...

Me, Robbie, and Casey Lynn at the Congress house.  Ahh good times, good times

Casey, me, and Robyn before going out to Hippies and Harleys.  I look like a freakin' little kid.  Everyone has said so too.  Sad thing is, is that I am the oldest out of all of us.  Robyn and Casey are both freshmen.  Go a head and laugh though, I did.

Enjoy you day.

Hmm... what can I say?  Well, the Sox won!  Yea!  And that is about all I really want to talk about.

Days like this I really hate being a girl.  I feel like I have a 50 pound weight on my stomach.  I need a fucking heating pad, or a bath.  A bath does sound nice.  Yes, I think I am going to go do that right now.  Ok, have fun fokes.  I wont be, not for about a week.  Ick!

In my last entry I had talked about me almost getting married.  It is true, but as things have turned out he broke up with me a couple of weeks after I moved here to Emporia.  After I found out about him still loving me it threw me for a loop.  After much consideration of it though, I can't go back out with him.  He made me feel guilty for everything I did, and I can't feel like that in a realationship.  Maybe we will get together again, and maybe we wont.  I can't dwell on it for too long though, otherwise I will turn into the person I was after he broke up with me.  I think I will keep the ring though.  Hey, his loss he shouldn't of broken up with me.  If I would have broken up with him, then yes I would have given back the ring.  But, I like it too much to give back.  And besides if I never do find that someone, at least it will always remind me that at one time someone did love me for a little bit. 

Oh, god I feel like saying woe is me now.  Damn I am a sappy little girl.  Really it isn't as bad as it all sounds.

Now on to more exciting things...  baseball.  I might be a New York girl at heart, but the Red Sox better fuckin' win.  It is game 7 tonight, are you going to watch?  I sure as hell will be.  Don't call durning the game either, unless it is to invite me over to watch the game on a bigger screen television.  That is all I have to say on that.

So, as of recently I have been on the huge jazz kick.  My grandparents have always been big jazz, swing, and big band listeners too.  It is no wonder I am like this.  As of right now I would have to say that Duke Ellington's 'Hit Me With A Hot Note and Watch Me Bounce' is at the time my favorite song.  I think my roommates hate me for it too, because I am playing it morning, noon, and night.  Ok, well I am playing mostly Duke Ellington, not just that one song.

I found out this weekend, when I was completely drunk and couldn't even walk.  Seriously, people had to carry me half of the time.  That my ex-fiance is still in love with me.  This information really threw me for a loop, because he broke up with me.  It seriously made me the most depressed I had ever been in my life.  He had been through so much with me, and the bam, out of my life with a drop of a hat.  Now, with this new information it really makes me wonder what the hell am I going to do.  I love him so much, but I can't get hurt like that again.  It just scares me so much.  This is definatly something I am going to have to sleep on...

Joe, now that I know it is you for sure I just wanted to say that the first night we made-out. The second night however, we did a little bit more. Either way I enjoyed myself to the max.

All right, so when I came here to school I was blonde. The first day I moved here I dyed my hair. I just wanted a change with the way I looked. I really like the way I look now, and I have gotten positive results from it too. People though have told me I look better as a blonde and should change my hair back to blonde. So, I am taking a poll to see whether or not I should A.) keep my hair brown. OR B.) change it back to blonde. Tell me what you think . . .

This is me now with brown hair . . .

This is me this summer with blonde hair . . .

Also, in reference to Steve and Matt’s question what does my screen names mean I will tell you. My first one is LilOompa85. I chose Lil just because I can. The Oompa part comes from my high school nickname. How I got the nickname was for French class when I dressed up like an Oompa Loompa and went around Wichita talking in French while still dressed like this. My friends thought it was so funny that they made me do it about 20 more times. As for the 85 it stands for the month, day, and year that I was born on August 5, 1985 (8/5/85). That is it for that one.

As for my Capturedphotos one, it isn’t nearly as exciting. I have had my business for about four years now. The name of my business is Captured Memories Photography. I have taken anything from weddings, senior pictures, head shots, and other things that entertain me. I was talking to my old photography professor and I asked her how I could get my business to be more accessible. She told me E-mail. Well, I didn’t want to put something like LilOompa85 on my business cards, and Captured Memories Photography was really just way to long, so, I came up with CaputedPhotos. So, there you have it. Oh, and by the way if anyone does need photos taken like weddings, senior pictures, or head shots feel free to contact me at CapturedPhotos@hotmail.com. I am very cheep, but yet at the same time very good quality. That last sentence made me just sound like a hooker.

You know what I hate people that can't fucking walk down 4 flights of stairs and have to use the elevator.  While I am waiting down at the bottom with a ton of shit in my arms, and I know that if I were to walk up the stairs with all of it in my arms I would have nothing left by the time I got to the 4th floor.  I have so many people that are just fat and lazy on my floor it pisses me off.  So with that said I will leave you with some pictures.

This is what will happen to you if you don't exercies and eat like a pig:

Then Robyn and I had fun with it and decided to make my version of it.  Really we just put her face in the picture.  It is ok though Robyn is normally a stick...

Ok, well I hope you enjoy those!  I know they made me laugh.

PS- Joe I think you should use this girl for the calendar.  You will make lots of money using her.

Uhhhh, I like it like that.  Slow motion for me, slow motion for me...

My secret is out...  I too have my own tricks up my sleeve.

So I have spent over a month here at Emporia, and I already love it.  At KU it took so much longer for me to find my nitch, and even then I still felt out of place.  I have met so many people that are wonderful people, and I have so much fun here.  Even though there isn't as much to do, I find myself enjoying myself so much more.  Another thing that is different from KU is the guys.  I tend to find myself paying more attention to the guys here at Emporia.  There is a certain guy that everytime I see him I want to take my pants off right then and there.  I see him probably everyday too, so, that is a lot of times I want to take off my pants.  I have been told by people that I am hornier than a 12 year-old boy.  What am I going to be like when I am in my thirties and in my prime?

Ok, so enough on that topic.  I saw this on my friends blog and thought that it looked neat.  So, here are 20 things that you might not know about me.

20 - I am the 20th grandchild on my mother's side, there are 13 more after me.  Yes, I come from a big family.
19 - how old I am 
18 - the age I was when I finally got out from under my partent's wing.
17 - how old I was when two of my friends committed suicide, a month apart from each other
16 - the age of my sister
15 - how long I have been taking ballet, tap, and jazz
14 - age I started rowing
13 - age my grandpa died
12 - age I started drinking
11 - my lucky number
10 - number of years I have played the piano
09 - number of medications I am on for my hiatus hernia (yes, girls can have hernias too.)
08 - for the month of August, because that is the month of my birthday is in, yep 8/5 is the big day!
07 - how many guys have called me a tease
06 - the age of little girls I teach ballet to
05 - number of "serious" boyfriends I have had
04 - number of speeding tickets I have gotten.  None of them have been under 15 miles per hour either.  Plus 2 of them were in a month of each other
03 - number of surgeries I have had for my hernia
02 - number of major's I have, graphic design and photography
01 - number of siblings I have, love ya Mandy.

Ok, that is it...  not as exciting as I thought it would be. 

Oh, yeah! The creepy stalker that keeps calling me HAS A KID!  Not only that but he is 13 years older than me.  It is just gross.  Ick, ick, ick.

I have a secret, but I think I like it as a secret.  So, I will keep it that way... Hehehe I am very, very sneaky!  I don't have a lot to say today my mind isn't functioning as well as it should be, because of my allergies.  So, on that note I think I will leave you with some pictures I have taken

I love this picture of Austin

My favorite place in all of Pairs.  I loved it there, and I want to go back so badly.

I took this picture last year.  It seems that when ever I have a camera in my hands people like taking off their clothes for me.  I have also done nude portaits too, but I don't think my subject would like her pictures all over the internet.

So I would like to thank Steve for getting me started on this again.  Yeah right, this is all I need to spill every thought I have onto something that everyone can read.

I would also like to give Steve a very big HAPPY BIRTHDAY! YEA!

I came home this weekend to be with a couple of friends that I haven't seen in about a month.  This weekend really did take me back a couple of years though.  It made me think of when a huge group of us would finish practice for one of our winter shows and we would all go out for coffee until the coffee house closed.  It seemed so odd.  Seriously, I thought I went back in time to 3 years ago, it was a bit bizarre.  I know though that 3 years ago half of the people that were there last night wouldn't have been there.  And in their place would be someone else.  Our conversation would be about something completely different too.

Fall has started and that makes me happy too.  Again, this is probably my favorite time of the year.  I love the smells and colors and everything that goes with it.  Last night it was so cold one of my neighbors started a fire in their fire place and you could smell the burning wood.  Everyone in my neighborhood has wood burning fire places, and the smells are intoxicating.

"hot bod I want your bod" some guy yelled that at me today when I was walking around on campus.  It was 9 in the am so I really wasn't paying attention.  I am not always so alert right after I wake up.

Today, in my 2D art class some guy was talking about how he just got a new digital camera and it is the best thing in the world.  I started talking to him about cameras and he knew nothing about what he was talking about.  Then I told him of course he thinks that digital is the best thing.  All you do with them is point and shoot.  For me the real magic of photography comes from the darkroom.  To spend hours in the darkroom developing your own work.  This is something that you are making from scratch and not just slapping it on a computer and calling photography.  Maybe it was because I was taught in the darkroom with nothing digital, and maybe it is because I am a photography major.  I don't know but something just piss me off about digital.  Don't get me wrong I still do stuff on the computer but I scan my film from my film camera.  It might be more expensive the "old fashioned" way but it is the most fulfilling out of the two.

Today has been quite an interesting day today.  For me it always is.  This would have to my second time around for blogging.  In all honesty I don't know why I do it either.  Why does anyone do it really?  I don't know, and that is all I have to say on that one.

So, last night one of my roommates got really mad at me.  Woops!  As a joke for my last birthday one of my friends bought me a porn.  I thought it was funny so, of course I brought it with me to school.  Well, I found out on the first day of school that this roommate is a hardcore church going girl.  Well, my friends and I as a joke were watching it last night, and I forgot to put it back before I went to sleep.  When I came home from classes this morning there was a note on the dvd box telling me not to keep this kind of filth out for her to see.  All I did was laugh.  Why should people be so offinded by it?  I think it is as funny as shit.  People need to relax, and not take everything so serious.