Confessions & "Great Friends"

Yesterday, I had class.  I also had a complete and total blonde moment.  I am sitting at work (because I got there early) waiting to leave to go to class.  The whole day I was thinking, "I can eat lunch at 12 because I don't have to leave work until 12:30".  What in the crap was I was thinking?  Pff, I all the sudden had a light bulb come on at 12:20 and realized that I have class at 12:30 and don't leave work at 12:30.  Luckily I was only about 5 minutes late.  Whew!

Anyway when I got back to work, Anntonette told me, (as I was about to sit in a chair) "Mekayla, Alex won't be very happy with you if you sit in his chair".  I was thinking, "Since when would he care?"  So I sat in another chair.  As I was telling Anntonette what had just happened, she starts hysterically laughing.  Like to the point where she fell out of her chair.  Knowing what I was saying wasn't that funny I asked... "What in the heck is so dadgum funny that you fell out of your chair laughing?"  After this, Misty called back to where we were and said, "tell Anntonette Geico not geco".  Once again, Anntonette started laughing hysterically.  Me being confused asked once again, "What the heck is so funny? And what did I miss while I was at class?"  Since she wasn't giving me any answers I went and asked Misty.  She said to look around and that if I didn't see anything I was retarded.  So I went back to the room 

AND

THERE

IT

WAS!

A FREAKING GECO IN THE CHAIR THAT I HAD BEEN SITTING IN.  Not only a geco, but a DEAD geco.  I don't know if you all know, but I hate any type of reptile.  Making that whole experience, very mortifying.  So thanks to all my "so-called friends".  

Also yesterday, I saw this driving down the street.

Most of you have no idea what this is.  I tried to get a picture of the side of the car, but the car was going too fast.  This car is obviously attending the Taylor Swift concert IN SHREVEPORT that I am not going to. *sigh*  Talk all you want, but I love Taylor Swift.  She's not my #1 person that I love to listen to, but she's pretty up there on the list.  I would definitely pay to go see her.  I feel as if this confession  just lowered my maturity level, but hey I jam to her music in my car and I'm not ashamed! 

I suppose I'll get over it cause I'm not going....

Anyway...

This is what I set out every night when supper is done, so that Trevor can fill his plate.

And every night I have to put the fork back up.  Why you ask? Because he says he doesn't see it.  This is not an every once in a while ordeal, every night.  You would think he now knows that there is a fork waiting for him, but he doesn't.  I suppose I'll just stop putting one out for him.  Are guys just that oblivious or what?  

& this is life as I know it...

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