So when I last left off, I said I wasn't going to hang out over at the neighbor's house for awhile, well, now I changed my mind, and I'm not hanging out there anymore.  I had a little chat with Bobbie's brother Dave, and he told me that Bobbie has been telling him that we're more than friends and that we've done more than just watch movies.
When I heard this, I was seriously pissed off.  In the very beginning, I told Bobbie that we were only friends and never going to be anything more-- I would tell him about things, but I wasn't going to demonstrate them, he'd have to find someone else for that.  Well I guess because I was hanging out with him and watching movies with him everyday, he started to develop feelings for me and think that we were more than friends, so I had to talk to him and tell him that we are JUST FRIENDS!!!!!!!!  I had to tell him that nothing more would ever happen, and I had to tell him all of this stuff in the stupidest terms possible in the hopes that he would understand, and I thought he did-- I was obviously wrong.
After I had that little chat with Dave, I went over to Bobbie's to watch a movie, and he was acting a little more dumber than usual.  When we went to Blockbuster to go pick out a movie, instead of talking and driving, he would pull over on the side of the road to talk to me-- he did this five times on the way there and twice on the way back (blockbuster doesn't even take five minutes to get to in normal time).  Not only that, when we left the store, we stood in front of the car for two minutes because he was talking and couldn't open the doors while he was doing that, then, we sat in the car for five more minutes, because he doesn't know how to drive and talk at the same time----I'm sorry, but I can't take it anymore, if I have to hang out with him anymore I'm going to say some really mean things to him, and it's not going to be a pretty sight.
Finally, we got to his house, and he got a call from his friend asking if he wanted to come over to his house and make prank phone calls using his soundboard that he just got installed on his computer (in case you forgot, Bobbie is 24 years old!).  He asked if I wanted to go with him, and I was like "I'm not going over there, if you want to go over there, that's fine, I'm just going to stay here and watch the movie, then I'll go home."  So Bobbie got up to go leave, and his mother (yes, this boy still gets bossed around by his parents) told him he had to stay there because he had company.  So he came back and sat on the couch and pouted through the whole movie, and he wouldn't shut up-- he kept asking what was going on and saying how he wished some of the stuff in the movie would happen to him (in case you're wondering, the movie was Georgia Rule, and it's real simple and to the point, this kid is just way way way out of the box).
After the movie was over, I just got up and left, didn't say goodbye or anything.  When I got home, I was venting to my sister and my aunt about how horrible this neighbor of mine is (true, it's my own fault for going over there in the first place, but in Utah, there's nothing to do, so you have to make the most of your time).  My aunt told me that she seriously thought he might've had a little too much oxygen cut off to the brain when he was younger, and I couldn't stop laughing.

Now, on to the next day.  I went to this haunted house attraction with this girl named Ryan and her boyfriend whom I met at homecoming, and her cousin Sergio.  It wasn't anything too exciting or anything like that, but we did have fun, we pre-gamed a little bit before we went, and when we were walking through the haunted house, I actually got scared (drunk haunted houses are more fun than sober haunted houses).  After that, we went back to Ryan's house and I checked my voicemail (I had left my phone there by accident)... turns out that Bobbie decided to prank phone call me (I knew it was him because he's the only person I know that does that crap, and I heard him in the background).
I had had enough, so I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.  I called him pretending to be completely wasted (when in all actuallity I only had a slight buzz), and I told him that I was at a naked party.  He was just so stupid and not getting anything.  I had him on speaker so that everyone else could hear it too (if I was a really mean person, I would have it recorded and post it on my blog for you guys to hear too lol).  I was pretending to be really horny and trying to talk dirty to him... and he was just retarded.
-->For example,  I said, "if I was in your room lying naked on your bed right now, what would you do?" and he said, "I would get an erection" then (after I was laughing histerically) I said, "no, what is the first physical thing you would do to me?" and he said "well first I would get an erection, and then I would move on top of you"
You see?  He's dumb.  Anyways, I ended that phonecall by saying "Bobbie, you're not entertaining me, I'm going to go, see you later bye" and I hung up with him saying "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" in the background.
I didn't feel that he had learned his lesson yet, so we had Sergio call and pretend that he had found Bobbie's number written on a stall in the bathroom of a gay bar and that he wanted to meet up.  Bobbie pretended he was somebody with the name DEX (of all the names you could pick, why the heck would you pick DEX???), and that the guy calling had the wrong number.  Finally, Bobbie was like "is my friend there? can I talk to her?" and Sergio was like "who's your friend big boy? I'm the only one here, I can be your friend"
Bobbie was like "Lynsie, I want to talk to her and then we can talk some more"
then I was starting to get pissed off with some of Bobbie's responses because whenever he responded to things he was like "if Lynsie asked me to do it, I would, I would do sooo much for her, she's soo cool."
This proved to me that he would tell anybody and everybody who would listen about his fascination and make it sound like we were more than friends-- honestly, he's starting to get a little on the creepy side.
Sergio kept asking him sexual questions, and Bobbie got frustrated and asked Dave (remember, Bobbie is 24 and Dave is 19) to help him out, he didn't know what to say---so Sergio just hung up.
Then, since I still felt that he hadn't learned his lesson, I called, but this time, I was just being normal.  I was like "hey what's up, what are you doing?" and as soon as Bobbie started talking, I knew he had me on speaker phone, so I was like "do you have me on speaker phone?" and he was like "yes, my brother Dave is in the room, he's going to help me if I don't know what to say"
and I was like "well if you're going to have me on speaker, I'm going to hang up" so he took me off speaker.
Then he was like "are you ok? do you need a ride home?" and I was like "what are you talking about? why wouldn't I be ok, and why would I need a ride home?"  and he was like "nevermind, you wouldn't understand" that really pissed me off, because he's the one that doesn't understand jack sh!t, so I was like "Oh! I wouldn't understand?!" and he was like "yeah" so I was like "you know what Bobbie, I'm just going to go now, I try and call to be nice, and you act like this, so goodbye" and I hung up.
When I woke up this morning, I deleted and blocked him from my myspace, and I deleted both his brothers as well.  I'm not going over to that house anymore, and maybe that kid might grow up a little, who knows and who cares.

I decided that tonight is the last night that I hang out with that little twerp Bobbie.  I told you all how I had the "JUST FRIENDS" chat on Friday, and how I had it using like the stupidest terms ever.... and I thought Bobbie had gotten the idea (he was acting all depressed and all).  Well.... he didn't! 
Tonight, I went over to his house to watch a movie because there was nothing going on here and I was bored (story of my life these days-->ugh! Utah sucks!).  Things were going ok, we ran to the grocery store to get some marshmellows and hot chocolate (it gets cold rather quickly in this state of boredom), we sat down and watched the movie, then things started to fall apart.
Bobbie's ugly brother (well actually both of his brother's are ugly), Dave, sent him a text that said for him to hold my hand if he likes me, and I saw it and said, "you better not."  Then I sent Dave a text that said, "WE ARE JUST FRIENDS!" and Dave replied with an "o"
I tried to go back to watching the movie like a normal person, but it didn't work because Bobbie decided to curl his feet up underneath him and they were getting really close to me and it was making me uncomfortable (I hate feet).  He asked me what was wrong, and I told him that I hate feet, so he moved them (thank God!).
Then, he kept asking me how I was feeling and if everthing was ok, all I said was "shhh! I'm watching the movie."  When the movie was over, he asked me "how do you feel?" I was like "what do you mean how do I feel?  I feel fine, but I'm going to go home now"
As I was getting my coat on and walking upstairs to leave, his dad jumps out of his chair and tells me to hold on because he has something to show me.  He went and grabbed his scrapbook (yes, the dad is into scrapbooking, and I don't know if I told you this, but he already showed me once before) and showed me some baby pictures of all the boys.  I was like, "yeah you already showed me these before" and he was like "I know, I'm just so proud of my boys and I like to show them off" (well truthfully, if I had boys like that, I'd lock them up and never show them off, or throw them out on the streets-- whatever works).
The dad kept talking and I was like "can I use your bathroom?"  I didn't really have to go, but I needed to get away so I could have two minutes to think.  When I got to the bathroom, I saw something that cracked me up and I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing so hard... they had a bottle of soap that said "Wash Your Sins Away" (wow, good stuff lmao).
When I came back out, I was like I really have to go, but I'll see you guys later.  The dad wasn't ready to let me leave so early, so he asked me if I liked board games.  I was like "no not really."  Then he asked me if I liked playing cards, and I was like "definately not"
When it was obvious that the dad had failed at keeping me there any longer, the mom asked me if I would like to stay for dinner.  I told her that I wasn't hungry, and maybe another time.  Then the guy mentioned what a great cook she is (well, actually she's not, but I wasn't going to be rude).  I said "Oh, I'm sure she is, dinner smells soooooo good, but I'm not hungry right now, I'll have to take you up on your offer another time."
As I finally made it to the door and was about to step outside, the dad said "See you later Lynsie, and remember you're always welcomed over here, this is your second home"
Ugh! Neighbors! You can't get rid of them.

On Friday, I had to have "the talk" with Bobbie.... you know the talk where you have to let the other person know that you are JUST FRIENDS! and nothing more?
We had finished watching all of the "Nightmare on Elm Street" movies and we were going to get another movie (I was hoping to find some movie with a lot of sex so I decided on "Diary of a Sex Addict"), and I was like, "So Bobbie, you're boss tried to add me on myspace the other day, and we got to talking(after I'm done with the funny neighbor stories, I have some stories about his boss haha)."
Bobbie was like "what did you guys talk about?"  I told him how his boss had mentioned that Bobbie was asking him questions like "where to take a girl on the first date" "what kind of things are appropriate for a first date" "how to ask a girl on a date"
Then Bobbie was like "oh, well, umm, I think he got confused about what I was asking" then I was like "it's not just the stuff your boss was saying, it's things that I've noticed about how you are acting."
I told him how I noticed that it seemed as though he was starting to think we were more than friends because when we were around anywhere, he would always say stuff like "Lynsie is such a great person, she's really cool, I'm soooooooo glad I met her" (granted, it's the truth, but geez! don't say stuff like that in front of people, they'll start to think things).
He completely ignored what I said about noticing things myself and foccused on the fact that I had talked to his boss.  He blamed everything on his boss.  He said, "If you hadn't talked to my boss, you wouldn't be having this conversation with me now."  Then I told him that it wasn't true, I was going to tell him that we are JUST FRIENDS anyways because I had noticed things and I didn't want to lead him on and end up hurting him in the long run.
The rest of the day, Bobbie was acting all depressed, and I was like "stop acting depressed, I'm still you're friend, and we can still hang out, things aren't going to change, I just wanted to make sure that you knew we are only friends and that nothing more is going to happen."

Here's the thing about Bobbie, he is a nice guy, but he's a little (ok maybe a lot) nieve.  He works at this place doing lab work for a pharmacy and only gets payed $7/hr.  He lives with his parents because he can't afford to move out on his own, and he's not going to school because he's working all of the time just to pay off his mustang (which he ruined by putting leopard print seatbelt pads and steering wheel covers in-- yes he is very straight... I think). 
People pick on him and make fun of him all of the time because he doesn't quite catch on to things or know what certain things mean.  He gets made fun of because the way he talks and acts it's as if he was "slow."
Bobbie knows that people make fun of him, but he plays along.  I asked him why he lets people treat him like that, and he's like I don't know.  Then, he told me that the next time someone says something, he's going to respond by saying "Wow! That was really offensive!" or "Are you trying to hurt my feelings?"
I tried so hard not to laugh, and I told him, "don't say stuff like that, it will make them laugh even harder at you."

There are a couple more stories to tell, but I'm running out of time, and I have to keep my readers coming back for more.  I'm going to update all of my blogs with what pictures I can, and before I go I'm going to tell you about Bobbie's boss like I promised.

So, Bobbie's boss was trying to add me to myspace, and he sent me a message that said "what's going on between you and Bobbie? did you molester him?"
That f#cking @sshole tried talking to me like I was retarded, and he didn't even know me!  So I replied with a message that said "are you f#cking kidding me!  do i look like was beaten with the idiot stick?  just because I'm friends with someone that lets you treat them like sh!t doesn't mean that I'm going to sit here and let you do the same to me.  we are just friends and that's it, don't talk to me like I'm a fricking idiot!"
He replied with an "I'm sorry, I didn't know" message and then that's when he started explaining to me about what Bobbie was talking to him about.  Then, he was like "you're actually pretty cool (duh, I already know that), and I was wondering if you'd like to come party at my house with me and some friends."
I was like "are any of your friends hot?" and he was like "nope, sorry, I'm the only hot one"  Then he had his friend Will add me and I was like "ummmmmm.. I'm busy" and he was like "I was just kidding"
I responded with this message "you are not hot, and your friend will is not hot, I'm still busy, bye" and then I blocked him (sometimes giving them a dose of their own medicine is ok).

Well, I should be on in the next couple of days finishing up my saga.  Hope you enjoy:)

ian

Well, I've been living in my house for a little more than a month now, and I know pretty much all of my neighbors now.  In particular, the neighbors that live right next door to us.  One night, we my family and I were chilling at home, when our neighbors next door came over to introduce themselves.  We found out that they have three boys (24, 19, 16) and one girl (22).
Anyways, I had no idea that in college they actually have homecoming, but I guess they do, and the 19yrld neighbor (his name is Dave) asked me if I would like to go with him.  Well, you know that Utah is full of people with very narrow minds and they don't approve of a lot of what I wear, so I decided it would be a great idea for me to wear my extremely low cut prom dress from senior year.
On the night of homecoming, we ended up eating at Red Robin (ugh the only thing good about that place is their strawberry lemonade, and I made sure the waitress added some vodka to it for me), and then we went to the dance.  First of all, there wasn't very many people there (I guess college homecoming dances are not the cool thing to do), and second of all, they deffinately could not dance (I can't dance, and these people were way worse than me-- no grinding!), third of all, when I entered, it was like there was a hush, I had the lowest cut dress in the whole place, and I can tell you right now-- there were people who did not approve.
I wasn't going to let the fact that I was at homecoming with an ugly guy (oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Dave is ugly) and that people were worse dancers than me and looking at me like I was crazy going to ruin my night, so I went out on the dance floor and started dancing.
During a little break we had taken, we were over drinking some nasty tasting punch and Dave called his 24 yrld brother (Bobby) over.
Now, I can tell you some funny stories about this boy named Bobby.

Bobby is 24 years old, and has never ever made out with a girl.  Sure, he's been on lots of dates, and he's kissed a girl on the cheek, but never stuck his tongue in a girl's mouth.  Here's the interesting thing-- he's actually not that bad looking (I have some blogs to update, so I'll put his picture up eventually).
I've been in a bit of a drout lately, and I am extremely horny, so I was talking to him and I told him that maybe I could help him out a little bit.  He liked that idea, so we started hanging out.  One night, I went over to their house, and watched "Nightmare on Elm Street" (I wanted to see the whole series, and I haven't done that yet).  After the movie, he walked me home, and he was like "you know, I'm almost tempted to stick my tongue out and have you stick yours out so I can see what another person's tongue feels like."  I tried my best not to laugh as I told him that's not how you do it.
It was in that moment that I realized that it would not be a good idea for me to show him how to do things because he was so nieve.  I decided it would be better for me to just tell him about things and do my best to explain them.  I also figured that it would do good for him to continue watching the "Nightmare on Elm Street" series because most horror movies have sex scenes and more complex things that would be good for him to know.
I also told Bobby that we were only friends and nothing more.  I told him that I would tell him about stuff, but I wouldn't do stuff with him.  I thought he understood.

Well, there are a lot more that I will post very soon, but this is all for part one.

dave

bobbie

 

 

It's been awhile (what's new, you might as well get used to it) since I've been on, but I'm finally moved into my house and have everything unpacked and set up the way I want.  In the long time that I've been offline, I've also started school and been busy with that.  I'm happy to say that so far, I'm doing pretty good, keeping up with work, and haven't cut any classes (of course this is only the second week, but I have to take it one day at a time).  I also started my job at Wendy's (and as I predicted, it sucked a$$).
Now, the point of my title.  Wendy's was never a permanent job and luckily for me, I only had to put up with it for three days.  My dad met one of our new neighbors sometime last week, and mentioned how I was looking for a job.  She told him that she works at this place called RGIS Inventory as the hiring person, and that they were conducting interviews.
The next day, that lady stopped by our house and left a card in our mailbox with information on how to fill out an application, and her number for me to call as soon as I was done.  I called her, and she had me come in for an interview.  She liked me, and ended up hiring me.
RGIS Inventory is a company that goes to other companies and helps with their inventory-- basically it's a lot of counting, which can sometimes be stressful and sucky, but on the bright side:
it pays more than Wendy's
it's flexible with my school schedule
I don't really have to deal with other people too much

I start my first inventory job on Thursday, and I'm kinda excited about it.  Things were down for a little while, I didn't have a job, and when I finally got one, it was at a sucky place like Wendy's.  All you got to do is do your best and keep your head up high.  Bad stuff happens to everyone, but eventually if you are deserving, things will start to turn around and be better for you.  Yes, it sucks that I had to move to Utah to go to school, but one of the positive things about that is that they actually have some pretty decent schools, and there's not really too much to do around here that interests me, so I have that extra time to focus on school and make sure that I'm doing good.  In the long run, it will be the best thing for me.