help me please.

I have 4 followers on my blog. 2 of them are my self. I know I'm retarded, and I don't know how I did it, but can someone please help me undo it? Some friends have already tried to help, but it is a lot harder then it sounds. If you know how to fix this, will you please let me know. I don't want to look stupid anymore.

ukrainian lover.

I'm not talking about my Ukrainian lover, but a Ukrainian that wants to be my lover. Meet Sasha. 5'11, dark brown puppy dog eyes, brown flowy hair, cute face, great smile. Speaks fantastic English! Favorite phrases include: "stay cool", and "take it easy." His favorite movie: a cop show with Martin Harris. He always quotes it and not a single person has any idea what movie this is. He is also very talented. One of his hobbies include acting, and he plays a small part in a Ukrainian soap opera. He is a nice as they come. Like really, Sasha is a great guy. We have hung out a couple of times here in Ukraine, and every time is such a treat. He facebooked me today asking me when I was going back home to America. Underneath his question was a link. A youtube video titled: We are young European country! This makes me want to marry him. So hilarious.

my insides feel as numb as my outsides.

It's cold here! This last week it finally started to get bitter bitter cold outside. I hate it... Not because of the freezing temperatures but because I can't stand how the Ukrainian girls still manage to look so flippen hot. Even dressed up like a snow bunny they still manage to look like eye candy. It was the last day at church in the Kyiv international branch. They said some really nice things about us, and we said some really nice things about them. I met some rock solid people here in Ukraine and I will admit that I am going to miss them. Usually I am all emotional, and really good at being all cute and sentimental... The Ukrainian chill has seeped to my heart. I haven't shed one tear yet. You know what this mean? My poor mother will have to deal with me crying my self to sleep the 2 weeks I am home. I can't handle the sadness right now, im just too busy livin it up. I will deal with it later.

i went to the metro; not the transportation.

So my host mom took me to the Ukrainian Costco. It was really cool. Well... it was only really cool cause it reminded me of home. They didn't have any muffins on steroids so that was really disappointing. There was a lot of booze though so that made up for it. We were there for a good 2 hours and I was done shopping in 15 min, so I walked around checking out all the guys that were working there. Right before we left I was talked into buying the coolest Ukrainian souvenir that I will be brining home. You will find out all about it next post.

nailed it.

thanks traci. you are oh so creative. feel free to let me copy you all the time.

you do it too.

I do screen my calls. I always have, and I prolly always will. Everyone pretends like they never do, but I know the average person totally only answers about every third call. Sometimes I am just not in the mood to talk, or I just dont really want to talk to you. I would say that I am trying to work on it, but Im not. I even do it in Ukraine. My host mom has called me like twice, and I just sit there and watch it ring...

my new obsession.

Soooo. I think that I need a new obsession, and I think that I figured out what it needs to be. A T.V. series! whoot whoot. My whole inspiration stems from a girl named Joeli. :) She introduced me to Veronica Mars, and Ugly Betty. They were both funny. I thnk that this is a good idea. I have refused to waste my time watching T.V. for so long that I have all this "extra time" now. I have to catch up on The Office and then I can go from there.

he was cute, and he winked at me.

I was coming home from church the other week, (which means that I was on the metro), and along comes the cuttest guy! He was wearing a little bule hat with a white pom pom on top, and awesome bright blue pants, that matched. He caught my eye from the very begining. He sat down kiddy-korner form me, and started reading a book. But.... with a huge smirk on his face. :) People do not smile on public transportaion period. He could not, and would not stop smiling at me. (well at us.) I was with Alena and Lindsey too, but I was the one he winked at! The other girls got off the metro stop before I did, and I noticed he truned to see them go, and his little face frowned just a bit. I was ok with that cause the girls that I was with are total babes, but then he turned around and saw that I was there and brightened right up. We oogled each other for a couple more stops and then when he left he totally totally winked at me. I smiled for like 4 more stops. Party on Wyane.
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byu-i-do

So I was facebook stalking people the other day, and guess what. All my frekaing roomates are married. I am the last one left?? K wait. I should clarify. I am the last one of my roommates freshmen semester to get married. Its only beena year and a half? wtf. Now I know why they call it byu-i-do.