One Can Never Have Enough Socks

I will no longer be the sad bouncing egg anymore, hiding in caves and avoiding other, happier, eggs at parties.

If you’re ever called about taking a tour at a timeshare resort and getting free gifts, and you think you’re going to get scammed, do your self a favor and don’t go to it. Nobody really wants to hear what the internet told you.

And if you get exactly what you we’re told you we’re gonna get, and still aren’t happy, then I don’t really want to hear it.

And never ever take a taxi from an area four hours away for a chance to win $500. You’ll just leave upset. And more broke than you we’re before hand.

Thinking about writing a book (or short story, whichever works) about my experiences in timeshare.

I took my CMA certification exam today. Passed with 8 points to spare. I’m sort of disappointed that I didn’t do better, but I guess I should just be happy that I passed. Now I’m a CMA, CNA, PCA, and HHA.

Glad to be out of the school though. There was this one older student that annoyed the heck outta me in some of my classes. I have a lot of respect for adult learners, but hate the ones who think they’re superior and more intelligent just because they’re older. She was at the exam, giving us all useless advice, and I just wanted to tell her to shut up. Someday I’ll learn to speak my mind.

I haven’t figured out twitter yet, so I’m not sure I’m gonna be any better at this site. I’ll probably use this to post ideas about the wedding and stuff. I don’t know.