8 weeks in a few sentences

Wow!!! It's been a whole month since I've written. I used to always get on Kesha about keeping up her blog and look at me...Anyways, let's see what you've missed. I guess I can talk about the convention...or lack thereof.

As you know, the convention was here in Tulsa. I didn't volunteer like I said I was going to do. Yeah, yeah...I'm lazy! Anyways, that Monday I had a shadowing appointment with a psychologist at a physical training office. I was so impressed. It just showed me that the sky is the limit with God on my side. I sat in two of her counseling sessions. I felt so bad for those people. There was this one guy who had a back injury and you could see the pain in his face. And I realized that when people are in pain, they are aggressive and abusive. Now men can see how women feel during PMS. Later that day, Brett called to tell me that he was in town. We planned to go out to dinner after I picked my mother up from the airport. It was raining up a storm and the sky looked like tornado weather. I picked my Mom up and we checked into the Hilton hotel across the street. The girl (student of ORU...go figure!) gave us the key and we went to the room. As my mother was opening the door, we heard the television on but it never registered. She opens the door and there is a man lying across the bed watching television. My mother was so embarrassed. She yelped sorry and ran out the door. Her face colorless and she had the stupidiest look on her face. It was so funny! For those who don't know what yelp means...it is a cross between a yell and a gulp. The manager gave us another room, free breakfast and a movie pass. After she settled in the room, we all went to dinner. Brett was sick when he saw my mother was coming 'cause he thought that he was getting a free meal out of me. We all went out and had fun. He paid. The next day, he had me come pick him up from the dealership 'cause he had to take his car in for service. We picked up my mother, paid my tuition and went to breakfast. Just those two days left me sooooo tired! I was irratedily (is that really a word?!?) tired. Anyways, the convention was cool. I just don't feel like updating on everything.

This semester is almost over! I am so excited and having second doubts about moving, but it has to be done, right??? I just talked to Tanisha today and she informed me that she is getting married on the 3oth!!! That is right around the corner and the same week of finals...my mistake, final. This summer should be great! I will be working full time and making up alot of classes. I would have put a dent in my credits for graduation. I even found a senior paper topic. I want to research pedophiles and possible treatments for them. I want to also bring some light to society about the "sickness". I am excited about my future!!!

I am getting so fat!!! I haven't been exercising nor eating right. I am nervous about going out my room in fear of looking like a H.A.M (Hot A** Mess). I've seen some people - Tanya knows who I am talking about haha - who look BAD!!! I am trying to dedicate myself to start Tae Bo and getting to the Aerobics Center often. Speaking of the AC...I got that swimming class to finish before the end of the semester. I can't believe I put that off - especially since I sit on my fat a** all day together. I really want to get in shape - not for a man or the weather, but for me. I want to buy clothes and be able to keep them without fear of them getting too small. I want to look good in my clothes. I want to buy my size bras off the rack. I think my chest has gotten bigger, too! Anyways, why complain when I can do something to change that? Besides, the convention is in Tampa and I wanna "kick it" hard!

Last part....I am going to attempt to give myself a perm in a few hours. Think I can do it?