Oh Joy.

I locked my keys in my car, infront of my house. Yep, I just got this car like a month ago. And it is bad luck to me. I have encountered a stop sign violation ticket, $82, my right turn signal light is burnt out, the right side of my car door doesn't unlock from the outside, and now I locked the keys in my car. I have not had the time or the money to make a spare. I would've if I didn't have to pay for that stupid ticket. But go me, I'm waiting for the locksmith to get here to unlock it. But he won't be here for another 60 to 90 minutes. What is up with that?!

First I called the police and they said they don't do it.
The second I called the locksmith to see how much they charged.
That's all.
The third I called the locksmith again to see what I can pay with and if I can just give them a number on a card. And the guy was like, "Yeah, when my driver gets there, you can pay him." I said, "Well, do you need an address?" And they hung up on me!
HUNG UP! Really?!
So I was too embarrassed to call another time but I did and I was very angry at this guy, but it wasn't even the same guy, so he got offended that I talked sourly to him.

So I'm going to sit around my house until this guy gets here and then I'm going to go hang out with my friend in Provo and watch a movie at her house and chill with her daughter who's 2 months old. SO CUTE.

RuthAnn has a date. Maybe her date will unlock the car so I don't have to pay $44 dollars. Ha.

Let's talk about this so people don't get upset.

I'm stressed.
I have many stress factors in my life at this moment. Stress to make a decison. Stress to make money. Stress to be successful. Stress from a certain boy who reads my blogs but won't call me. Hm, weird. I never thought of myself to be intimidating. Stress that I feel like I won't get everything done that I want to get done in time. For some reason, I feel stressed that friends want to hang out and I'm like, I'm busy! I'm a bad friend!

So if you get the feeling that I'm being rude to you, just know, it's pregnant hormones. You have done NOTHING to hurt me or bother me.

My birthday is in 10 days. I am doing nothing. Cool.
4 more school days. I passed my State Radiology Test so now I am certified to take X-rays. :]
But I still have 4 more days.
Let's seee. I have one more chapter to do in my book because my teacher insists on doing it together. I have a benchmark (final type test) to take. I have to work on 2 patients on Tuesday and pass off other things I need to do.
Then, I just have my Written, Clinical, and Terminology test and I am DONE.
Well, then I still have probably about 200 more hours of externship.
Just so everyone knows, an externship is an internship without being paid.
I love it.
21 more days until my Ultrasound, I think. Sounds about right.

I'll be 18 weeks along tomorrow. WOOT.

I always have the most random stories from my work, why are all the people from my work obsessed with babies? At the same time, I love a little awkwardness.
This girl asked me if my baby was moving. Go figure, It's only about the size of my palm. I'm clearly just breathing. Ha.

I love the people I work with.

So the pop-a-lock people are here and I feel SO bad. Cause my car is pretty old school. I sport a '95 mercury cougar. And she's having issues with getting the car unlocked. Ha. I feel awful. I'm like, sorry I'm making your life difficult! Yep, this rocks. Atleast I thought it would be easier for them because it's so old and I'm like I'm paying $44 for nothing?! But, it's not nothing now. Ha. Great.
And it snowed yesterday, so it is FREEZING outside. Go Utah. Of course it's the middle of April and it snowed during spring break. Isn't it the perfect time?

My mom tells me that she's never seen someone get locked out of their car so much. I don't even want to talk about the times I get locked out of my car. The one before I had a spare key. But still, people had to drive out to get me and wait until I could get the spare key from someone. I am a difficult person.

I honestly have nothing else to write. I woke up this morning and had a massive bloody nose all the way to work. It was a good feeling.

I think they got my car unlocked. WOOT.

Peace. Thanks for reading this super pointless blog!