Shout Out to My Peeps

THANK YOU TO ALL MY CONTESTANT PEEPS.

*coughs* Kamie and Dottie mainly *cough cough*. I appreciate your comments and guesses! I will now divulge the ever important answers to my April Fool’s guessing game.

But first, I must talk about these chicks here. Aren’t the darling? The second I saw them, I forgot what it was that I had went into Cal Ranch for and started snapping pictures instead. I was tempted to buy one. Or two. Or five, considering they were only $1.06 per chickie. I’ve  spent that much on four measly McDonald’s chicken nuggets, so that much for one real chicken seems like such a deal!

I would name him/her/all of them Nugget.

Now onto more important things.

Number 1: “Pooping in the pool is NOT cool” is a sign I had the pleasure of viewing recently.

TRUE. It was yesterday, while I was swimming with Ashley and her children, and we laughed about it all night.

Number 2: I may be writing a post about the “number two” and yes by number two, I do mean poop.

True. But it won’t be morbid, or disgusting. Just hilarious (at least to me. But hey, this is my online journal so to speak).

Number 3: I’m notorious for saying things that I don’t mean.

False. I try my hardest to be an honest person. That doesn’t mean that I don’t “stretch the truth”, but I don’t outright lie to people. One of my biggest pet peeves is having someone be disappointed in me so I’ll go to any lengths to avoid that.

Number 4: I’m engaged!

False. You already know I’m not and won’t be for a while if ever. The only way this could’ve fooled you is if  a) you live under a rock, b) you don’t read my posts or c) you aren’t friends with me on Plurk, Facebook, or Twitter.

Number 5: I sang the Wizard of Oz song “Dun nun Dun Nun dun na na na na dunna dunna na nun!” to make a point lately.

True. And someone almost died because of this.

Ashley and I were driving home from swimming, and we were slowing at a stop sign. I see this long boarder coming and I didn’t want us to hit him so I pointed. The description long boarder in itself doesn’t do him justice. Imagine your favorite Hansen Brother -  except with dirty sneakers, ripped jeans, a flannel shirt, and with his hair flapping in the breeze behind him. So what did I do? Said, “Watch out for DunDun Nun dun na na na na dunna dunna na nun!” Ash later told me she was tempted to hit him just because I sang that.

Number 6: I have a favorite TV Show that I watch as often as I can.

False. I’m not big on watching TV or series for that matter . Don’t hate because I don’t watch Idol, Dancing with the Stars and America’s Best Dance Crew. Just because I don’t watch them doesn’t mean that I haven’t heard about them. I’d rather spend my time with my nose stuck in a good book.

Number 7: I have an ever-constant fear of being abducted by someone hiding in my stairwell.

True. This conversation sums it up.

Ash: Aub, be careful living in this part of town. It’s dark and creepy.

Me: I know.

Ash: No seriously, you could get kidnapped.

Me: I have motion lights on the house, and I always look around before I get out of my car.

Ash: That doesn’t matter. For all you know, they could just walk around the side of the house once they see that you’re home.

Needless to say, it started raining that night, and I was too chicken to see if the sound was the weather or some serial killer outside of my window.

Number 8: I lost twenty bucks recently and still haven’t gotten over it.

True. It was in my pocket one minute, and gone the next. I like to think of it as I made someones day.

Number 9: I signed up for college and start classes on May 6th. My Birthday is on the 2nd. Happy Birthday to me – math classes! Oh joy!

False. This was kind of a trick question, because my Birthday really is on the 2nd, and classes really do start on the 6th. The only thing is I’m not registered yet. Can you say slacker?

Number 10: I am an obsessive blog stalker and I check for comments all the time.

True! I love reading other people’s posts and getting a taste for their lives. I’m a blog stalker, but don’t worry. That doesn’t mean I’m going to Google your address and show up at your house. Chillax. I just like your blog, ok? Oh what was that? I haven’t commented on your blog? Leave me your blog address in the comment box and I’d love to keep up with you.