Spoiled - and lovin' every minute of it!
I dedicate this post to my dear friend Lina - who missed my "random thoughts" so much over this past week that she actually posted a comment (see previous post comments)
Hi. My name is Larissa, and I'm spoiled.
In order to understand me, I'm going to have to start back at the beginning - like me being born. My parents and their 3 year old son, Leslie, were living a a small 3 bedroom house in a nice neighboorhood; then my mom found out she was pregnant with me, so they bought me a bigger house. I grew up as the only girl in my mom's side of the family, and I really believe that I was one of my grandad's favorites on my dad's side - so I was loved . . .and spoiled.
Fast-forward to this week: I am in Medical School, and my air-conditioner in my car broke - which isn't an absolute necessity, but pretty necessary seeing as how our weather will break 100 in less than a month! So, instead of me taking my car to the shop & either bumming rides off my friends or renting a car, my momma traded cars with me this past weekend & I'm now driving her "wihte ykuon" (I intentionally scrambled the words because I'm kind of parking in the visitors lot at school right now - and I don't want the mean TTHSC parking natzis to know which car is mine!)
I also had this crazy idea that I wanted to re-arrange my house after the departure of my beloved little bro (no, he didn't croak - he just moved to Dallas to begin his job so he could quit bumming off of me!) So, somehow I convinced my older brother to come to Lubbock and move my bedroom into the office, the office into Landon's bedroom, and Landon's bedroom into mine - he did it - and it is marvelous! Thanks Leslie - you're awesome!
Unfortunatley, Med School hasn't gotten the memo that I am special and deserve special treatmeant, so I'm going to have to stop blogging for now & study until I crash . . .but at least I get to do so in my new office (which, by the way, is complete with white boards & cork boards!)
Hi. My name is Larissa, and I'm spoiled.
In order to understand me, I'm going to have to start back at the beginning - like me being born. My parents and their 3 year old son, Leslie, were living a a small 3 bedroom house in a nice neighboorhood; then my mom found out she was pregnant with me, so they bought me a bigger house. I grew up as the only girl in my mom's side of the family, and I really believe that I was one of my grandad's favorites on my dad's side - so I was loved . . .and spoiled.
Fast-forward to this week: I am in Medical School, and my air-conditioner in my car broke - which isn't an absolute necessity, but pretty necessary seeing as how our weather will break 100 in less than a month! So, instead of me taking my car to the shop & either bumming rides off my friends or renting a car, my momma traded cars with me this past weekend & I'm now driving her "wihte ykuon" (I intentionally scrambled the words because I'm kind of parking in the visitors lot at school right now - and I don't want the mean TTHSC parking natzis to know which car is mine!)
I also had this crazy idea that I wanted to re-arrange my house after the departure of my beloved little bro (no, he didn't croak - he just moved to Dallas to begin his job so he could quit bumming off of me!) So, somehow I convinced my older brother to come to Lubbock and move my bedroom into the office, the office into Landon's bedroom, and Landon's bedroom into mine - he did it - and it is marvelous! Thanks Leslie - you're awesome!
Unfortunatley, Med School hasn't gotten the memo that I am special and deserve special treatmeant, so I'm going to have to stop blogging for now & study until I crash . . .but at least I get to do so in my new office (which, by the way, is complete with white boards & cork boards!)
1 Comments:
At 4/19/2006 9:20 PM , Anonymous said...
Awesome! I can't wait to see your re-arranged house!
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