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always and forever...

So, it's official.

I'm sick.

I went to the doctor today. Did all that fun stuff... Gave a urine sample (thought you'd want to hear that first), looked in my ears, nose, throat, oh, and took more blood than i have.... Yeah. They definitely took two test tubes of that stuff. And I don't even do well when they take like not even a full one at the dermatologist. Well, they do that, and they're sending them off to see if i have anemia or a thyroid abnormality. either of which would definitely suck. But I have some sort of sinus thing, my glands and tonsils are abnormally huge and I am on drugs. So that is my story. i hope i dont have that other stuff. I call back a week from wednesday to see what the bloodwork says. ruh-roh. please pray for me.

plus, my arm hurts. i mean, like hurts to the point of where i cant bent it... i had to get (un)dressed with one arm... and that is sad... or at least looks said.

and now i have a calc quiz to look forward too. hoo-rah.

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Funniest quote of the day:

Molly: yeah, like my throat is hurting and yadda yadda yadda... i need a doctor. i'm sickly...

Brian: Well, my dad is a doctor, why don't you go ask him? He might even know someone in Memphis.

Molly: Because that would be weird. Would you ask my dad where to find a good CPA?

Brian: No, because I don't think your dad knows much about doctors...

Molly: CPA stands for Certified Public Accountant....

Brian: Oh.... (does the look of shame)...

haha, at least i thought that was hilarious... aw, you know i love you. especially after that.

Now someone has gotten to my site from googling Tamzilla. I must thank Tamzilla for being my friend.

Okay, so I've got a story to tell. It starts on November 7, 2003. I was going to a bridal shower for Netty, my brother's fiancee. So I ask my good ole friend Will to take me to the airport. He agrees to do so, and he brings his friends Stacey and Matt along, and I bring along Lindsey. Stacey and Matt and Will are all bsu friends. So we talk as we go to the airport, and Matt and I exchange witty banter and calculus jokes... he seems like a cool guy. So Lindsey gives me his IM name. I then proceed to IM him and talk, but get no response. I go into Lindsey's room and talk to him from there, we talk about nothing big, just typical conversation. Then it gets crazy. Here is the convo. it's long. beware. and he didn't get anything before 9:13, so only pay attention after that.

The reason I am posting that is first of all, to let you all know that sarcasm can only be used at specific times (apparently it was the eleventh commandment, it was in the revised edition of the Bible, which i missed out on). Also, I am posting it so that you are all aware that is my journal. It isn't here for you to agree with, you to approve of or anything. It is here for me to write what is going on with me, and to let my friends or anyone else read. I am open to criticism. I am open for debate. I am, however, not open to personal attacks. I don't mean to come as pissed off, but really, I don't have to deal with that. This is a journal that had a name of 'I Am Hips'. that is what I am. I am me. I am smart, sarcastic, seventeen, and many other things. I will not change myself to the standards that you want. i am me. you can take or leave it. Leave me a note to tell me how you are doing. I love you all, even you people from Montana, Singapore, California, Arizona, Japan, Netherlands, and the list goes on. Hope everyone is doing well. I will tell Nashville and the huge naked people that you send your love too.

Female Score: 1253
Male Score: 529

dude, now people from england and singapore have gone to my site! how exciting is that?
hurrah! how do you people find me?

oh, and if this pisses you off, then i apoligize... more to come on that later...

so let's update all of you on my life...

I went to Nashville last weekend to see my boyfriend. It was a happy time. He is doing well. i get to go to Nashville again this weekend, and you should all IM bballmay soon and tell him that he needs to go home and see me. so do it! do it now! hrm... Sydney the roomie is doing well. we like to share stories with one another about how we love our boyfriends, so that is always good. Um, Lindsey the suitemate... well, I assume she is doing fine, but she really just ignores Sydney and I... she has cut us off and won't go anywhere with us, now invite us when she goes anywhere. It also kind of sucks that she won't tell us when she goes somewhere, so she just dissappears at odd hours without us knowing, so we can get rather worried, because Memphis is a dangerous place, but whatever, if she wants to completely ditch us, then that is totally her choice. Forget the times that we asked her to go anywhere when she broke up with her boyfriend. Forget when we let her watch sex and the city with us. Forget when we were her only friends. Forget when I drove her to the store all the time. Forget when I drove Sydney and her around when she got drunk at the SAE house. Forget everything that happened, because apparently she did. goodness! it is so frustruating! We don't even know who she is anymore. she has changed. so if she doesn't want to be our friends, that is fine. she can go hang out with the bsu kids and pretend to be whoever she wants to be.
on a happier note, i love brian. apparently i love sydney too. at least that is what she tells me.
My boyfriend is 6'3"... which is already considerably taller than me and my full five feet and six inches.. and he wants to be 6'7"!!! That is total craziness! He needs to get off those crazy pills he is on.
So brian has kept me up into the early morning the past few nights, so i have been mighty tired, but it was all worth it because i heart talking to my boyfriend. yay for boyfriends! you should all get one... i hear they are on sale this time of year, but you can't have mine. i got dibs on that one...
Well, this should be enough to tide all of you over for a while. At least for now.
And It is my first anniversary with my husband Chris. So hurrah! Leave me a message of congratulations, or send me prizes. And my present for him (other than a wholelottalovin') is to dedicate this entry to him. He goes to Indiana, and makes up a good 15% of my visits. What a lovely chubby hubby. I heart my hubby. He is my Homer to my Marge.... ahhh.... what happiness...
okay, you all keep having happy days and nights.

I just had to be like Tamela, and do this later than she did...

1. Using one adjective, describe your current living space. Changing

2. Using two adjectives, describe your current employer. Lack thereof

3. Using three adjectives, describe your favorite hobby/pastime. fried food fun

4. Using four adjectives, describe your typical day. tiring talkative tedious lovely

5. Using five adjectives, describe your ideal life. lovely, busy, friendly, satisfying, fun-filled (it is hyphenated, it counts as one yo)

hrm.... someone from ACU keeps goin' to my site... is this someone i know? it all makes me wonder...
also, someone from ASU
and UCSD
and Montana

who are you people? not that I mind at all, i just find it interesting as to how you came across my site... call me a dork, or call me molly. although, i must say that i prefer hips...

i love you
i love you
i love you

thank you so much for helping me not freak out tonight

you mean more to me than you will ever know

i love you

hm... how true...


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lookie lookie here too.

aw, what a cute boyfriend. i love him.
aw, what a cute me. i love me too.

lookie lookie

it's me!

yay! it's only 6:45 and i am finally done with my psych work. hoorah.

Hrm...
No one ever liked cows anyway.

okay. these sheep deserve to be poked for puttin' that bling bling on like Mr. T....

go here to help society out a little bit...

I'm up to 428 miles per hour on that monkey fun...

I should start my psych stuff soon....

Lindsey-isms:

11/2/03
Molly: Yeah, my grandfather has a one-eyed horse
Lindsey: How does it move???

11/12/03
Lindsey: Yeah, let's play eunuchs!

I spanked the monkey at 367 mph.
What about you?

I would like to update all of you on my schedule.

No more Spanish...

I am now taking Intro to Art. And it is an online course.

I now have four day weekends.
Every weekend.

What am I getting myself into?

Kristy1975: oh. right
bballmay: dang right missy
Kristy1975: slow your roll
bballmay: why you got be all up in mine grill?
Kristy1975: okay
bballmay: yea, homie g back off
Kristy1975: okay
bballmay: okay, ill stop
Kristy1975: that's what i thought.

my boyfriend tries to be so ghetto.... but he isn't... isn't that just adorable? haha...

and then he goes and ruins it...

bballmay: im glad your thinking molly. that is a big step for you
Kristy1975: ouch. that was not nice.
bballmay: but funny

so... someone got to my page by searching on google for "skydiving for charity".... how random is that?
at least it makes me laugh...

So I finally got to register for classes. It was stressful to get through, but not that it is done i am very happy.
Here's how my schedule goes:
Accounting I--- Tuesdays 7:10-10:10
Oral Comm--- Wednesdays 1:00-4:00
Gen. Chem I--- Tues/Thurs 9:40-11:05
Chem I Lab--- Thursdays 2:15-5:00
English Honors--- Tues/Thurs 11:20-12:45
Spanish II-A-- Mon/Wed 5:30-6:55
History to 1877-- Tues/Thurs 5:30-6:55

So there you go. My schedule is pretty. Of course Tuesdays and Thursdays will suck, but no classes on Friday and one on Monday which doesn't start until 5:30.... looks like Molly will be taking a lot of road trips... And then my earlies classes on Tues/Thurs are at 9:40, which isn't too early, then Wednesday the earliest is 1:00, and then Friday the earliest is... oh wait! no class!

Okay, now I am done rubbing that in, but it just made me ever so happy to be a sophomore and get the prettiest schedule. The only thing that sucks is that I am taking 19 hours... that seems to be a lot around here. Who knows. I might drop spanish and put something else in there. Like this art class you take over the internet. Oh well. We will see.... tell me how pretty your schedule is when you get it!

Okay, well all you kiddos keep on trucking. (or walking in Brian's case... sorry... had to throw that in there)

so.
registration started at 7am.
sucks when the server is down.
sucks when your suitemate is able to resigster.
sucks when your roommate's advisor forgot to clear her.
sucks when the server is still down.
sucks that you are unable to register.

what is a girl to do?

I am sorry. I would like to correct my dedicated readers list to include the following:

Skidmarks
Sissy
Eric.

is there anyone else that reads it that I have forgotten?

I apoligize greatly to these people. If you would like to be added to the list, you can mail me money.
1506 Campus Postal Station
Memphis, TN 38152

or I guess you can just tell me.

Although, I must say that i'd prefer the money.

Okay, so here is my first attempt at a post in forever for all those dedicated readers i have out there. and by dedicated readers i do mean tammy and brian.

okay, well my funny story of last weekend is that me and brian were chilling in his driveway before i had to leave, and cars are driving by and whatnot, and then these cars turn around, and one of those cars has a PA system or whatever and proceeds to say in the deepest southern accent ever "darn (only he said a different word) y'all"... then his friend behind him stops in front of us, rolls down his window, drops the unopened bud light from his hand, onto the ground, and proceeds to say "wow, that is just so great y'all" and something else that i can't quite remember.

hm. let's see. Wednesday I had a huge calc exam, like one of the four i have all year, and class starts at 10:20... so i wake up at 10:30 and realized how screwed I am... get to class, start about 20 minutes later than everyone, finish, and think about how poorly i did for the rest of the day.

sydney and lindsey might get jobs at my sonic with me. we arent hiring, but the manager said that if they put my name on the application, that they would probably have jobs. i find that funny that the place where i sleep through work and give up my hours trusts me enough to want to hire my friends for no apparent reasons.

i go to fort worth tomorrow. bridal shower fun is promised. and by promised i mean it WONT HAPPEN. Yeah, it's in texas.... we all know how crazy women can be in texas. especially when it has something to do with a weddin'. although i must say that i have the greatest outfit EVER picked out. yeah. they'll all know i'm the groom's kid sister by how amazingly good i'll look. although those aren't related, but whatever i say...

um.... so the saga with sam's wedding is that originally, there was going to be no party (as in groosmen, bridesmaid, best man, maid of honor, etc...) but now, it appears as though all the siblings must be in the wedding. i'm just not getting it. You'd think that my sister and i, being the girls we are, would be on Netty's side (the fiancee) but no, we are on sam's... and netty's brother is on her side... so uh... we have some sort of gender confusion going on. my sister and i are officially groomsmaids. (and we all know how long i have had the desire to be a made up word) which means my sister and i have to buy matching black dresses.... egads.... something that looks good on both of us?? how difficult!

well, i am sleepy. and after the crazy party that was thrown in my honor (as there is one every night) i must retire. i hope you are all satisfied in my entry. which, since there are lots of periods, means that it is more than one sentence. hope i made tamela happy.

my boyfriend sucks.

Oh, and I want you all to know what a nice friend i am:

I am now the proud recipient of this highly coveted award...

From the lovely Tamzilla.

Go here and see how sad I am

Fire Drill: 10:10 am Thursday

This has got to stop, or someone is getting castrated.

Just so everyone knows:
Fire Drill:

Monday night: 9 pm
Tuesday morning: 11 am

thought i would update all of you.

oh, and I will write about my great weekend in nashville soon. promise.

lindsey wants to steal my boyfriend...

what is my problem?

i am hungry