College....and life...the usual..

Okay,

So, I have been really frustrated lately on a lot of things which is why I have kinda stayed away from Facebook and Blogspot. But if it's one thing I truly hate, is Facebook drama. Facebook is not a way to tell everyone your problems, because no one cares, and I don't like logging onto my account just to see people complain about their lives and drama. Save it for myspace. Not my twitter though cause in case you haven't noticed, you can post that you're taking a crap and it's totally acceptable.(Not that I posted that I was taking a crap....cause girls don't do that sort of thing. Taking a crap I mean). <~~~joke.

Speaking on such, some guy (who I know, who is 23) asked me if girls pick their nose? I was like....why wouldn't we? I mean, in private anyway, but it just made me more aware of how different girls mannerisms are to guys...

So I would just like to say that if you have never been to Co. Co. Sala, it's the best thing EVER. It's a chocolate bar. A CHOCOLATE BAR! I ate so much sugar, I thought I was seeing the hershey man. I went there with some of my friends last night in DC, and when we were done we walked around a little cause Sarah really had to pee and we couldn't find anything non-ghetto or non-crowded. So, we are walking around and these people, like a shit ton of them, have on these blue and orange bands around their a arms and they're running around and pushing us out of the way. So this one chick like barrels though us and this guy is chasing her  I am like, hell no, she better have a good reason for this nonsense. So I turn around and ask these guys why they're wearing these colored arm bands and they explain that it's a city wide game of Zombies verses Humans. Yeah... ya see, in Louisiana, we play Quittich....ya know, like on Harry Potter. I'm being dead serious. We have people running around on broom sticks, and hoops, and even a seeker (a guy on a broom running around with a sock in his pocket.) Actual Footage: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSxPFNny4A4&feature=related, but zombies verses humans is just plum ridiculous. 

So, anyways Co. Co. Sala was good times. We got personalize cocoa, mine was peanut butter. And 5 course desserts. It was good times. AND our waiter was a hottie, so that's a plus.



I very much strayed away from why I am frustrated, so back on track. A lot of people know by now that I am moving back home, and leaving the art institute, and I keep getting calls, texts, Facebook messages, from my friends and family all concerned and whatnot. I wasn't answering anyone's questions at the time. Well, I haven't really talked to anyone about it except my mother and basically my reasons are these. I came up to DC for college for culinary arts, and I was very apprehensive about moving up here and unfortunately I let other people convince me it was something I wanted to do, when I knew it wasn't. I did though, try my best when I came up here. I had a positive attitude and I did my best in school, which I can't complain about my grades, because they're really good, but being here a year has been really crazy. I loved living with my sister, but I just don't think Virginia and Washington is my kind of place. I can honestly say the school I go to really blows, the administration is awful, and the teachers are not good. I have lost any interest I had in culinary, and sadly that was what I thought I really wanted to do with my life. I can say though, is that I made a really good group of friends. I'm really going to miss them.

 I'm not dropping out of college though. I have been accepted into multiple University's in Louisiana as a transfer student and I will start my fall quarter back home where I feel I will be most happy. I hope this clears up a lot of questions about whats going on. I haven't really talked to anyone about this because I wasn't ready to answer questions. I have been doing a lot of thinking, just trying to re-group myself which has been harder than I expected. I don't know what I will do in college as far as majors go. I can't call my time here wasted exactly, but more of an experience. All I can say is that (any really not trying to be sappy) you should really do what you want to with your life, or what you know you should. I let other people convince me that I had no other choice, which was not the case now that I look back, and I ended up going in the wrong direction.

Basically, that is it. 

Holes In Muhh Pants :O

Yup!

I have a story! About holes in muhh pants!

So, I was at the grocery store a few days ago picking up some Kix, cause seriously I have an addiction with those tiny bread balls. I eat a giant box once a week. Yup. So I was in the cereal isle at Giant and I was searching for my Kix and this old guy comes down the isle and I didn't notice him or anything so it's not like when you know you make eye contact with a stranger and look away, or don't look away, but they think it's okay to say whats on their mind like for example....wow it's hot in here! Or whoops, dropped my chapstick! No this never happened so it was even more odd, cause if we would have had made brief eye contact then I wouldn't find this so strange. Anyway, so I was looking for Kix and this old guy comes up the isle all hunch backed and skinny like they are sometimes (I love old people...like grandparents, they're cute so I am not all against old people cause old people are awesome) and he says something super low and I got the feeling he was talking to me (cause he was....and cause I was the only person in the isle) and I said, "what?" (in a nice tone) and he said........"I'm going to buy you a new pair of pants," and I stood there confused for a second, cause who wouldn't be? And then I was like, "huh?" and he said, "yours have holes in them, I am going to buy you a new pair!" and he laughed which was good cause if he was serious I might have yelled rape or something. So I laughed too cause my jeans do have holes in the knees. Then he just stood there waiting for me to say something so I told him that my legs are super white so I would be too embarrassed to wear shorts right now, but it's too hot outside to wear full on jeans and these were my compromise, because they have ventilation. So he accepted this and moved on to his shopping. The End.

So, my oldest sister had a 30---something birthday on Saturday, and I made her a cake! I was rushed so it doesn't exactly look all that nice, but it was lemon. I like lemon. Who doesn't really?

Yup. ALSO, I would like to show you how strange my school is. Seriously, they're super ghetto which is why I am leaving in 2 months.

They're tampons. Just sittin out in the middle of the hall by the student lounge on a table. Like, ?


Some stuff to check:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zJsJ5dW7jHo (if you ever do anything for the rest of your life, you need to watch this.)

ALSO, this kid I found on Youtube, who isn't so interesting, but his hair amazes me. http://www.youtube.com/user/OfficialBAMF#p/u/12/XTB0LFtuheo  

Po0o0oooooooost Secret! (cause I'm ghetto like that)

Everyone knows I am a big advocater for PostSecret because it's helped me in a lot of ways. Mostly personal, but I like to share one every week that I find applies to my life. Lately their have been few that I have found, but I would appreciate if you could show your support and watch THIS VIDEO HERE. (<~click). Thanksssss....

uhm...idk..

I don't know what to title this blog today mainly cause I am super tired and not in a creative mood or whatever so let me get to the point here.

So, I have three stories to tell you guys about today and yesterday and they have nothing to do with anything, but I have no one to tell and the main point of my blog is to just say what is on my mind no matter what it is because that helps me not get headaches and stuff from keeping all this crap in my brain. So I figure if I write it all down I can erase the details from my brain so I can make room for other things. If this made no sense, well, it made sense in my head so...moving on!

I try and tell my husband these little stories about my day, but he just laughs at me so I will tell you and if you laugh I will never know so I assume you're being sympathetic for or with me.

Here we go!

First thing...I was at this deserted mall (literally I have only seen a total of 10 people there, not including myself or the people that work there, actually in the mall so it is totally dead, but huge and I wont reveal my source cause I like going there and having to wait in no lines and having the employees all to my self.) and I was just leaving and I usually park in the same spot cause my favorite store (also not being revealed due to people maybe making fun of me) and I enter through the JCPenny's mens department. Well I was leaving like I said and there is this old black man (I am not racist, really...I love black people.) behind me and so there are two doors to go through to get outside so since he was behind me I held the door, cause uhh well I am surly not going to just let it fall in his face...? So I hold the door and wait for him to grab it and he gave me a surprised look and was like (he had an accent) "oh my gawd! thank you!" and I was like uh huh and smiled, and went through the other door and did the same thing and he like went crazy and was all like, "ohmyGAWD! why you be so nice to me?! thank you!" and I just kinda smiled and kept walking and he was like.... "I'll remember you! When you come back in de store I will remember your face! You get some great service dare!" So at this point I was like...wtf? Like, why was he all crazy on me for holding the door for him? Like, I know we like put your people into slavery and stuff, but c'mon....white people do nice things sometimes.
-So basically that's that story...if you have any comments about this you can leave a one below by the way... moving on!

The 2nd story was today....
My car is super disgusting, cause I never have anyone in it cause I don't drive all that much in DC unless I need something or to go to the metro cause I take the metro almost everywhere even though I hate it, so I just trash my car up to make it look like a regular teens car and it finally got too gross for me to handle so when I came home from school today I decided to get a bag and get rid of all the trash and I even spent 4 whole dollars on the stupid vacuum thingy to vacuum it out and Windex-ed my windows and sanitized my seats and all that good stuff. So I decided that since I did all that, I might as well go full out and get some gas too. So I drive down to the BP and get out and swipe my card and it says to enter my zip and I do, but I then realized that my credit card is a New Orleans credit card and not a Virginia credit card and I entered the wrong zip so it messed up and said to go see the cashier. So I go inside and all and there is this cute guy at the counter and I go up to him and tell him whats up and he is clearly in a bad mood or something cause he got a tude with me and was like...."did you put the pump in your car?" And I was like..."no?" He was like again in detail thinking I am dumb and didn't understand the first time he said this..."you didn't unscrew your gas cap and stick the pump in your car?" and I said again...."No." And so he started messing with his computer thing  and got all pissy with me and was like..."that pump is in your car! It has to be!" and at this point he lost his cuteness and I went from happy because of my hard work and clean car to....are you calling me a liar bitch? so he goes and asks this guy to go out and pull the pump from my car and I said again..."it's not in there." but he ignores me and the guy goes out...clearly sees no pump...and walks back in. Now the guy I think suspected he didn't find any pump in my gas thingy but he didn't say anything and then the story ended with him finally making the pump work and me getting gas. But the point of this was....what an ass! You don't act that way to a customer...especially not me cause I am Gaby...fuck! And he kept calling me ma'am...DO I LOOK LIKE A MA'AM TO YOU!?

 This is NOT a ma'am face! asshole.


Next story.....
It's short...I am cleaning out my car an all and I only get 5 minutes on the vacuum for every 2 dollars so I am going lightening speed cause I could only find 4 dollars worth of quarters in my piggy bank so I needed to get everything on the first two tries here and it ends up shutting off at the right moment right when I am done. So I am done with all that and I go to shut all the doors to my car I left open and I get to the front passenger side and BAM! A stink bug! So I get nervous cause bugs are...gross...and I just got done with the vacuum and I could have sucked it up then and I am all out of quarters. My car is clean here people and I need to figure this out before he flies somewhere else and I lose him and then I go to drive somewhere and he like trys to attack me or something. So I look around at all the things I have in my car that could capture it which isn't much cause I just cleaned it out and I see a V8 Splash bottle and I go empty it out and come back cause I am thinking I am a genius and am going to capture it in this bottle here, but I edge towards it and came to the decision that I am going to have to find something a lot longer to get this thing with than this bottle cause I am getting to close and it could fly in my face. So I have a notebook in my car and I throw it at that but it misses and the stupid thing crawls right on top of my notebook. So I grab my GPS and throw it at that but it misses again and so I fish it back by the cord and try again and finally it squishes it, but now I have a dead bug in my car and it's guts are on my newly cleaned car carpet thing. So I tear a page out of my notebook and scoop it up and then I had to 409 the carpet...the end.


Thanks for listening to my pointless-ness. Have a good weekend.

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Spring Break 2010

Heeeeeey.

Okayz, so, it was Spring Break so I spent no time on the computer, and also sadly taking minimal pictures as well. I was super busy, but I did manage to take some pictures. First off, last time I was home for break I took a picture of me and I had some of my dogs around and I got a bunch of e-mails asking me how many dogs I have...

the answer people is...........a lot. My mom is a crazy dog lady and we shall count how many I actually have...Okay here we go::

 This is Teddy Bear Carr....aka Bear....originally named Crispy until my siblings forced me to change it when I was in 2nd grade.

 This is Lacy Marie Carr....she is twin to Bear.

Ebony Rose Carr

(my dog) Zoe Scout Carr. I was reading To Kill A Mocking Bird when I got her and that's where her middle name came from.

Echo Cardiogram Carr. Zoe had babies 2 years ago and we kept one of them (this is her). At the time I wanted to be a doctor, so that's where I got her name from.(If you didn't get that reference, an echo cardiogram is a type of machine used in hospitals for stuff...)

Joseph Reynolds Carr. Aka Joey.

This is Jude Alexander Carr. I have a bunch of different names for him cause I yam weird like that. So, aka Judice, Juniper, Judie, JuJu...JuJu Bee. He likes them all!

 This is Buttons (no middle name) Carr ... (and my grammy). Hes a Chinese dog. We saved him from the sausage factory...

 And finally, this is Beaux (no middle name) Carr. Also saved from the sausage factory.....damn Chinese.

So, although this isn't all the pictures I took...you now know the animal side of the Carr family. :D

Moviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing On!

Everyone and there grandma knows I went home to New Orleans for Spring Break (FQ pics on my facebook in the Spring Break '10 album) to spend time with my family and friends (duh). I did a bunch of stuff there...mostly at the French Quarter cause thats where all the action was, like, for realz. But even though I am Jewish...you all know we are like fake Jews here. We had PASSOVER (with like nothing Kosher, but shhhh). Here is my Grandma, Grandpa, and Sister at dinner.

Yeah, my grandpa is wearing a Yamaka (not the actual spelling).

We did have latkas though (potato pancakes) but they came out of a box.

And this is my sister Bries doing..... a cookie cake with Harry Potter smoking illegal substances in honor of watching an ACTUAL Quittage (sp?) match at LSU. Like, people actually fly (run) around on broomsticks with a giant deflated ball trying to get it though these stick loops while the seeker (a guy with a sock in his pocket) is being chased around the field. Good times.

Okay, so this blog is all over the place so imma wrap it up an say that a lot of stuff happened on Spring Break. It was fun and whatnot, but the MOST exciting thing that happened was....that I stumbled into Block Buster one day and I was walking around and HOLY SHIT they have a life size cardboard cutout of JOHNNY DEPP!! Not just Johnny, but Johnny as THE MAD HATTER!! Like, I was ecstatic! Everyone knows that Johnny and me are tight and will be together one day, but for now, the closes I can get to him is this::

Okay seriously, this is amazing.

Now to end this blog...more random pictures! Enjoy.

In order to get Zoe on a plane, we had to drug her (sedative from the vet). She was so loaded that I clearly could do anything to her and she wouldn't budge....so all I had was this napkin..

A squished, dead, lizard between our front door and the panel...poor guy.

The famous house of Voodoo on Bourbon. I got my future read....it doesn't look good guys :(

So, like I said, the French Quarter is one of my favorite places ever and I go there a lot and when I was down like two times ago I went into this shop and they had these "friendly" voodoo dolls (cause my mom believes in the real ones and wont let me bring one into my house. Seriously.) and this lady with a thick Cajun accent started asking me all these questions about my life an all and hell...if someone is going to ask me questions about me....well...thats my favorite subject! So I was talking to her about my life which is always fun and she started telling me this story about Nola Mae...this girl (doll above) who is the luckiest girl on earth (not that I am un-lucky, but if you're my friend than you know that if I didn't have shit for luck, id have no luck at all.) Well the luckiest girl on earth is Nola Mae and she has this super lucky dress (as seen on Nola Mae above) and she never takes it off cause its so lucky. Well she wins the lottery and gives all her money away to her cousins because she is so lucky that she doesn't need that money...

well, I can't remember like the rest of the story, but I know shes lucky and has a lucky dress so the lady gave me Nola Mae and told me to keep it. So I did, and it's with all my other freaky things (I hate to admit this, but my Johnny cutout is kinda creepy, so they're like together on one side of my room.) So thats Nola Maes story.

and this is me Pregnant.

Jussssssssst Kidding! It's my food baby...it wasn't that big, I'm not fat or anything but I have this special gift (not really special) of being able to puff out my stomach after I eat and make it look like a human is growing inside of it. AMAZING!

I hope everyone had a wonderful Spring Break! PostSecret is in 3 days! Get readdddy!





Compliments of LeeAn::

DEAR LORD, THIS YEAR YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE ACTOR, PATRICK SWAYZIE. YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE ACTRESS, FARAH FAWCETT. YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE SINGER, MICHAEL JACKSON. I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW, MY FAVORITE PRESIDENT IS BARACK OBAMA. AMEN.

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Coked up PetSmart Hamster

So I went to PetSmart today to buy food for my fatass dog and I always stop by to see the cute little hamsters cause they're adorrrrrrrable.

I'd get one, but I have had like hundreds and they all end up getting out, or me purposly letting them out in the woods, or ya know...dying...cause I forgot to give them water.


SHORT STORY:::!!!:::
#1 When The Hamster Gets Loose In Your House And Your Mom Has To Call The Exterminator So It Doesn't Crawl In The Wall, Die, Rot, and Smell Up The Place.  

So when I was little I was obsessed with hamsters and I got my first one. I was a teeny little fireball and was all jacked up about this little fuzz ball. Cause okay all my siblings had animals like a bird and a farret and a fish and whatnot and I wanted a hamster. So my mom gets me this hamster and I named it Fluffy and she was tan and lovely. Well you know those like plastic tunnels that you put in the cages so that they can crawl in and get to like different chambers in the cage? Well I had a shit ton of them and they were like all over the place and it was fantastic cause this hamster had its own like...hamster maze palace. So one day I guess one of my siblings were playing by it and knocked it and one of the tunnels fell off and my hamster got out and no one knew for like....a day. So I finally notice and freak out cause uhh FLUFFY IS MISSING!!!!???!
So we all searched around and couldn't find it so my mom had to call and exterminator. Well I kinda freaked cause they were gunna KILL Fluffy here. But she told me that the exterminator has a super hamster radar that can detect where it is and catch it. So bye bye Fluffy.

SHORT STORY:::!!!:::
#2 When You Get Two Opposite Gender Hamsters Together That Eventually Reproduce And Make A Shit Ton Of Hamster Babies That Go Crazy And Want To Kill You, So You Leave Them In The Woods Somewhere So They Can Make There Own Little Evil Hamster Colony Far Far Away.

So after loosing Fluffy, my mom felt kinda bad and got me another hamster I named Ester. Well, I felt like Ester was lonley so I got another hamster I named Elenore. Well, Elenore turned out to be an Elton and helped make a little batch of baby hamsters. So that was really neat that we had baby hamsters an all, but then incest happend and it snowballed into a giant orgy of hamster sex and BAM! 43 babies later.... well, we called the pet stores around town and no one would take them for whatever reason and I couldn't stick my hand in the cage to get any of them out cause if you touch a baby hamster then the mom will eat it cause it has a human scent on it (I learned that the hard way) and then it would turn into a giant hamster cannibalism. So my dad had the bright idea of taking the hamster cage and driving it a few miles down the road and walking it into the woods, opening the door to the cage and running for our lives. I was kinda sad about leaving these poor guys out in the cold, but my dad assured me that they are wild animals that will eventually form there own colony like ants do.

SHORT STORY :::!!!:::
#3 When You Think You Want A Hamster Really Bad, But Realize You Have No Time To Take Care Of It And Eventually Forget About It and It Dies.

So when I was in high school I thought it would be fun to try and get another hamster. I did, and I named him Lahiam....he was a Jewish hamster. Well, after about two weeks it I kinda stopped playing with him and he kinda faded into the background an all and I would only remember to give it food and water when my parents reminded me. So this one month, my parents went out of town and all was gravy until the month ended and they were coming home and I suddenly remembered I had a hamster. So kinda I panicked and threw his dead hamster corpse in the trash and when my parents got home they saw him and I got in trouble of course and my mom made me go outside WHEN IT WAS MISTING (seriously, in the almost rain) to dig a hole and made me give him a mini ceremony.

After this, I never got a hamster again. BUT my point is...I went to PetSmart and I was looking at the cute little hamsters and there was one that looked jacked up on Coke or Speed and I thought it was like the funniest thing in the world. Like, I couldn't stop laughing and the people there were like...omg calm down you crazy Jew.

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Coked Up Hamster