michael buble.

:) he is incredible. that is all.

"hi did you recieve a missed call from this number?"

"HOW did you get my number and WHO is this?!?" (angry tone)

"well my name is cortnee im a college adviser. i help people get in contact with schools their looking to attend.. and in order for us to have your number you would have had to go online and submit your information to us.."

"well i DID NOT go online so HOW did you get it?! youre an illegal telemarketer arent you!?!?" (even angrier)

"no sir, i am not a telemarketer.."( interupts me..)

"yes you are. i KNOW you are. "

"no, actually were not. if you give me the original number we called on i can take you off the .."( interupts again...) (rude...)

"if you EVER CALL MY CELL PHONE AGAIN IM GOING TO REPORT YOU!! GO IT?!!"

(in my head..."report me to who?")
"okay sir. im sorry. have a nice day."

click.

i love my job.

i like life.

lately, i love my life. and by lately i mean all the time:)

RIP kevin and horris..

my beloved pet mice, horris and kevin, died. aparently youre not supposed to spray around their cage with lysol to make it smell better. it kills them. they died all huddled together in a little cuddle ball and it was so sad. they loved eachother so much and i loved them. poor poor horris and kevin. never even got a chance to live. :(

dedicated to BIG D

this post is dedicated to my favorite wardie BIG D. it wont be long cause im the computer lab at school and i have class clear across campus in 5 min but i just wanted to make sure you had something moderately exciting when you came to stalk me. alllll for you big d. alllll for you. bahahah :)

Once upon a call center...

i am living the fairytale job. i get to sit behind a computer and answer phones for 6 hours. yayyyyy. but im helpin people achive their dreams of being something thaat invloves criminal justice schools, medical assistaing schools and occsionally, i help the fashionista achive her dreams as well. when im not being ghandi here at work, i sometimes like to smash my roommates when my bed falls off the cinderblocks. no really. it happened. then sometimes i like it when people put mice in my car and the mouse lives in there for a week. then i keep him. and name him horris then find out he's a girl and get her a sister and name her sister kevin and now i love them. i like it when that happens too. or when i paint my room when im not supposed to. and emylee does too and she spills paint alllllll over her carpet. i guess its safe to say, i like my life.