Sunday, February 14, 2010

my princess & the pee

First of all Happy Valentines Day :) .. Now back to me. I would talk about my Friday and Saturday since I didn't blog on those days but its pretty much all boring stuff..studied bla bla bla class dinner yada yada watched a movie (which sucked by the way) and now we're at SUNDAY!
(well we were when I began writing this blog..really now we're on Tuesday ahha)

The most romantic day of the year and my anti-valentines day girlfriend and I appropriately plan to jump out of a plane together. Whoever knows me knows that I have been wanting and planning to sky dive for six years now. First I wasn't old enough, then I had no money, then it rained, and this year again it rained, sooo I re-scheduled it this year to Valentines day; granted I didn't even realize the "holiday" when I chose the day.

Anyways, the spectators consisted of my ten year old brother, my best friend and her on again off again boyfriend; the jumpers: my princess and I. She had decided to jump spontaneously one day and I was skeptical of her even going through with it until honestly the last minute. After we drove for a good while passing caution of "mexican-family-reunions crossing the freakin' highway" signs, making a left at a light and then a right at a dirt road and another left at a street with virtually no name and no existance on a map; we arrived. The guy immediately handed us forms telling us to, and I quote, "sign our lives away," I didn't find that humorous in the least. We signed, and went up the creaking steps to pay. Princess immediately had to urinate and excused herself to the restroom, where she spends most of her life pee-ing out the gallons upon gallons of water she drinks a day, and I took the opportunity to pay for the both of us as a Valentines gift. Even after she came back and saw my credit card being charged for the full double amount, she still proceeded to hand the Bulgarian receptionist her credit card..yeah, I don't know.

Anyways, we went back down where our admirers were walking around looking at the planes, and chose our three songs..1. beginning to the plane 2. 40 sec free fall 3. 7min parachute ride to the end. It came as no surprise that she chose all rock songs, yes she is my rock princess; and that I chose an array of lyrically comical songs: 1. tell me when to go (e40) 2. staying alive (bee gees) 3. my life be like ooh ahh (grits). Well let me tell you, from the beginning my "instructor" with whom I was tandem jumping, was, well, lets just say, too layed back. As my gf got a full review of the steps needed to be taken in the plane and in the air, my guy was eating a sub. A full, tomato, lettuce whatever kind of meat he had on there, subway foot long sub, all the way till it was time for us to jump..when he threw out whatever he didn't finish out the doorless, wireless, safeless, excuse for a plane we were in. So, tell me when to go? No no, there was none of that, no plan, no steps, nothing. He pretty much treated me like the remains of his breadless sub, once he was ready to throw it out he did, ohh yeah, he did.

The thing is, the first time he jokingly pushed me as if we were to fall right then and there, ha, funny, I'm not even ready, and the second time, I still wasn't re...there I go. Out of the plane. They told us to smile so the skin off our cheeks wouldn't go flying in all different direction..easier said then done. It was soo windy I couldn't even breathe let alone try to pose for the annoying little camera I decided to pay extra for. All in all it was amazing, the entire experience..especially when I looked up and saw my princess with a RAINBOW colored parachute.

After we landed, the "group" of people watching us drove us back to the main building where we proceeded to watch what we all agreed was the funniest thing we've seen, probably, ever. Well first, was my baby's video, it was awesome. She looked great, she did all the right things, all the right moves and smiled brilliantly; pretty much all of the reasons I'm with her in the first place aha. No, seriously though, her video should be one of their commercial ones. And thenn, there was mine. Wow. Those facial expressions I don't know where they came from, I really truly dont, so don't ask me. I was like a frightened fish gulping for air attempting to smile while my cheeks were sky diving right beside me. I've watched it twice, and cried from laughter virtually every time.

AH, what a perfect thing to do on Valentines day.
People throughout the day, including the couple we were with, continued to ask us what we were doing for Valentines day, AFTER knowing we had just skydived..we jumped out of a plane together, what the fuck are you doing?!

:) After, we went to my moms to drop off my brother, eat and show our videos again, and then headed straight home. The whole thing took probably an hour or so, but it had drained us both. I had homework to do and princess went grocery shopping..all by herself. She's a big kid now.

And so, that was all. Monday I got up early to "babysit" aka help the mom organize the house, and then had a "hair appointment."
Now, believe it or not, the best part of my entire weekend was Monday afternoon and on. The weather was perfect, the cat was calm and my baby was loving. Calm, peaceful, loving, perfect.


I wrote about an essay's worth of "blog material" and doubt anyone will actually even read it,
so time to stop I think,


adios muthafuckaaaaaa


itsmilana

Thursday, February 11, 2010

freakishly small

Basic day. No first class (furlough day). Marketing = Boring. Finance = Overwhelming. Management = Elementary. Business = SATURDAY. Lord. Finished Business homework, must study and review tomorow, but in good shape overall. Finance; homework due Sunday @ 11pm!!! Hopefully not TOO hard but GRADED! Sunday, Valentines Day, for once in my life I have a freakin' Valentine; THE Valentine nonetheless. Nothing says romance more than jumping out of a plane with your significant other on Vday while your two bestfriends and 10 year old brother watch. I can't wait personally. It will be two Bucket List items crossed off the list; 1. Have a Valentine 2. Sky Dive. Then March 29th spending the night at the Modanna Inn with the Princess; Room: Vous. The most interesting one there :) A vacation of fun activities with her majesty...two more things crossed off the list 3. Modanna Inn 4. Vaca with Lover.

So freakin' tired,
I'm outro.

itsmilana


ps. Jared lady said that I have freakishly small fingers. Size 4. Toddlers have thicker fingers than me. Seriously.

..

Does that suck for me though...or for them?

Hmmmm.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

procrastination: DENIED

So of course because I didnt have school today (only on Tues & Thur) and was allowed to sleep in, I couldn't sleep at all. I know most people can relate to this; you want to sleep when you need to get up but you cant sleep when you're alloted the time. Grr.

This morning when my girlfriend texted me her usual "howd you sleep" text message while at work, I quickly and somewhat resentfully responded with a blunt and direct "bad." I know it wasn't her fault that I didn't sleep well AT ALL last night and that I annoyingly got up at 9am this morning, but I would like to blame her for at least a little part of it. For anyone who knows me even a little bit, they know that I sleep with 1 electric blanket and probably around 3-7 regular blankets on me every night; on top of the sweatshirt and sweat pants I'm already wearing to bed. Last night however, the lovely and decadent wifey decided to persuade and guilt trip me into sleeping topless, reassuring me that she'll hold me and keep my warm all night..no sweat shirt, no shirt, no bra. Result? I woke up sick all over again. Or so it seemed. I almost literally froze my nipples off. In the morning when she got up, she did her daily ritual of turning on the heat for herself, because the princess can't be cold during the 10 whole minutes she spends in the room getting ready, and then turning off the heat before leaving. Did I kiss her goodbye this morning? Well, yes, yes I did, but I didn't want to!

Anyways, I get up, still fully tired from the entire week I haven't slept, silently and in some cases vocally cussing out my girlfriend to Joey, the also not-so-innocent kitten bystander; but in full determination to study my ass off today. And let me tell you, study my ass off I did. Now, true, I didn't cover every subject I should have, but I can honestly say with a clear conscience I did as much as I physically and mentally could for the day, stopping only for the essential, bathroom, food, water & chocolate breaks.

Finally after what seemed to be an entire lifetime of reading about ethics in business, my girlfriend announced that dinner was ready..and when I say announced, I mean she handed me a bowl with the word "here" pointedly attached to it. I take a bite and my phone vibrates. What the hell. Who the hell. One of my best friends is in dire need of a ride to school for reasons that could make up an entire Lifetime Movie. I tried to ignore it, I tried putting my phone to the side, but I couldn't. Stupid thing kept vibrating. I was tired, the food was good, and I was facing a best friend dilemma. After her desperate attempt of using every single frowning face a cell phone key pad can produce, I gave in, half heartedly. Knowing however, that I was doing the right thing, and that she would be there for me if the "car was in the other driveway" so-to-speak. So I went, unhappily, picked her up, took her to her school, which was maybe 15 minutes away from my home, and on the way back, got lost. Fifteen minutes, the G-d forsaken thing was 15 minutes away from my home and I got about 30-40 minutes lost on my way back.

Good news is, as I was sobbing to my mom on the phone about my whereabouts, trying to avoid calling my girlfriend and getting a frustrated sigh", she decided to buy me a GPS. Ohh mother, I couldn't think of a more perfect gift to go along with my ring from Jared. My birthday and day was then complete. I still did proceed to call my girlfriend in hopes of maybe some nurturing words, as she very well did give me, and shortly thereafter arrived home where my perfect parking spot was taken. Uhhhg.

Well I walked into the apartment, only satisfied by the fact that I got home and still had another hour to spend with the one I love, she proceeded to tell me she was going to bed. Wonderful.

Its ok though, I used my power of persuation and supple lips to convince her to at least stay on the couch for a while longer. :)

So now my princess is passed out into a wonderful sleep, which I can only hope to experience again someday.

99problems,
most of them all in one day

tonight I shall sleep,
talk to you tomorow..

itsmilana

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

deprived & dehydrated

After what seems like a month of being sick + womanly pains, my body finally decided to allow me and my mind some peaceful sleep. Unfortunately, I had school today, so my ecstatic sleep was cut short. This then caused me to desperately try and stay awake for my classes today, ALL DAY. How'd I do it? How did I actually keep from allowing my head to bob down and doze off? I could only think of one solution. No, not to sit in front of the class, because guess what..I already do that, and trust me, my heavy eyelids do not care where the hell I sit. No no, the only thing I could think of is to eat. That actually seems to be my solution to pretty much most of my problems in life. So I snacked on trail mix for pretty much the entire day, with not even a sip of a drink. Why? Because I sincerely HATE paying for water (the only thing I really drink) and I forgot to bring a water bottle with me today. So recap, I'm sleep deprived and dehydrated. Meanwhile, sitting in my classes I realize that I need to start studying and reviewing this stuff at home, I've been slacking! Ok, so go home, nap, eat, study, sleep. That was my sturdy go-getter plan...nope. I got home, didn't even sit down, cooked, didn't even eat, sat down, watched american idol, and well, here we are. Time flies when you have homework to do. It's about nine-thirty now and as much as I should study, I am honestly dead tired! Yes yes I could have spent some time reviewing instead of writing a blog, but, well, no. So I am tired and will have to put off my review for another day; but as one of my best friends would say, "its ok! you have all day tomorow to do all of it!" and sadly, she would make me feel better about it, no matter how lazy I knew the logic really was, and even more sadly I would listen.

So goodnight worldwideweb,

im signing off,

itsmilana






interesting lil fact:
[500+ employees; 29 accused of physical spousal abuse, 7 arrested for fraud, 19 accused of bouncing checks, 117 bankrupt at least two companies, 3 done time for assault, 71 can’t get a master card or visa because of bad credit, 14 arrested for drugs, 8 arrested for shoplifting, 21 current defendants for law suits, 84 arrested for drunk driving = The United States Senate]

Monday, February 8, 2010

now 22

Well well well, today is February 8th 2010, what does that mean to the rest of the world? Six more days until Valentines Day I'm sure; but to me and my small world of friends and family, it's Milana's 22nd Birthday. And so, I thought I would update my pathetic attempt at a blog, and maybe even keep up with it.

My girlfriend attempted to surprise me with a dinner with a few of my closest friends on Friday at a sit-on-the-floor sushi restaurant I've been dying to go to. After I ruined my surprise by guessing the plans, I decided to invite my mother as the much needed sixth person to rsvp (yes, i don't even have six good enough friends; sad I know), which I later came to find out added some nervousness to a specific dinner guest.

Dinner was great and presents were even better. A couple new shirts, chocolates, a new purse, some earrings, and then the big christmas bag. Upon leaving the house, my girlfriend decided to put her gift into an XL christmas bag..odd? yes. lovable? ohh yes. So, after opening up all my other gifts, it came time for my "christmas" present. Inside the christmas bag was a smaller bag, yes ladies and gentleman, SHE WENT TO JARED! Oh was I psyched. Excited and enchanted beyond belief. Inside the golden bag was an even smaller golden box with white bow around it; yes, the next box was a leathered white ring box with nothing but the prettiest heart-shaped diamond ring in it. My eyes lit up, and as I looked at her, she soft spokenly said "it's a promise ring baby, i love you, happy birthday." She was so nervous, especially with my mother sitting by my other side, looking back, I could almost see her shaking and trying not to stutter with every word. That was that. She made my birthday the best I have ever had. It didn't even matter that my congestion and sinus pressure was so excrutiating making me not in the least bit physical shape to go out for the hookah lounging.

Saturday went by like any other day, and so did Sunday; besides of course the fact that I was sick as a dog with possibly the worst cramps known to man.

Today was a pretty much regular day as well. Slept soundly for the first night ever, woke up to about nine text messages and two missed calls and voicemails. Went here and there with one of my best friends and spent the night with my baby.

Well thats the story of Milana's 22nd Birthday experience.


Good night world,

another year, with still
99problems.




oh yeah, threw up about a gallon of spicy fries chips+mucus;
happy birthday to me.



next plan: VALENTINES DAY=SKY DIVING; one thing off the bucket list.