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After a long, ongoing topic of Zombies in a chain msg between some friends and i on FB concerning Zombies (but really the msg was about planning a party?) Wigi(whom Speed and i have grown to…diskile…) brought up a scene in which i became a zombie and he had to kill me by shooting me in the brain stem….well..i found the aftermass of that comment funny, and have made the choice to share it with you all.
Speed;its been a while since Iv been on facebook so Id like to reply to somthing said on the 5th. here gos:
“Wigi if you try to put any thing into her brain stem Im gonna shuv those pretty little gitars so far up your ass your gonna be playing through the fire and flames with your frigen mouth. I bet you could too, I hear youve been practicing with your toung so I expect a frigen amazing preformence before I hand you over to edgar to open up a new can of whoop-ass on you!”
Im sorry wigi, Just exercising my protective rights, although I know she dosent need them cause she coud demo you any day (oh zing!….. just kidding) but really that felt good! I should do that more often. :)
Viva;why thank you Speed, you protectiveness is welcomed. but is the just kidding saying that I infact COULD NOT “demo [Wigi] any day”? becuase, i assure you i could….but not when i have something shooting me in my brain stem….so the support for you and edgar is much accepted :D
Wigi;but id only do that if you were a zombie……
Viva;But i am sure my being a zombie…would not stop Speed from loving me…not saying that he does to beging with…
but hypofeticaly speeking…my being a zombie would NEVER have him suddenly like you and, in result allowing you to kill me….either way, i would end you Wigi, admit it…i would end you befor you got a chance to hurt me. then i would have no choice to end Speed and company…but him and his companys compassion for me (and im sorry not you) would give them the chance to run and find the cure for me…so i could get back to my normal loving (non flesh-eating) self. :)
Wigi;unless your sleeping on my shoulder prior to being infected, there is no possible way a girl zombie will get me.
Viva;A) i will NOT IN ANY CASE be sleeping on your shoulder
B) you are a proven teeth liar…i will end you like no other has been ended. you can be sure of this.
Wigi; i wasn’t really refering to you… i ment in general, the only way a girl zombie will get me is if the infection takes place during the course of shoulder sleeping, and like you said, this will not be happening with you, therefore, you will not be able to end me.was the point i was trying to make.. pretty much saying i win.
Viva; no….i must (and im sure other will agree ME) disagree with you.
YOU being human
and MY being ZOMBIE results in an automatic WIGI IS DEAD.
srry to disapoint.
but lets end this before i end up fighting you….for is this happened…you my friend would be TRULY embarresed by my winning.
IN ANYCASE.
i cant sleep over…my mother is being difficult (as always) so i will be pick up some time early the next moring.
xoxo VIVA!!
Well then.
it has been sometime between posts.
i have no excuse for this.
truly, no excuse.
maybe its just the fact that no one has even looked at my blog page in forever and a day.
maybe the fact that im just all round upset at everything for no good reason.
who knows.
well, lets catch up on whats been going down.
last week;
was productive…not really. i haven’t seen Speed in over a week due to some horrible sickness that has fallen upon him. at first we thought it may be his meds (for heart and thyroid) that were acting up. but now he just feels like shit and is legitimately sick – passing it on to bruno who now is also sick.
this sucks for me because it meant that all of me plans last week ended in ruins and me feeling unmentionable sorry for my self. just wishing for heath to return to him.
not to mention that fact that he never calls, never writes and this also upsets me.
not to mention that i went to a code Blue, experienced death, and dealt with it perfectly. didnt care at all – ya now i feel like a freak for laughing at a joke five mins before this dude died. and really, i dont even feel bad – what up, it happend, get over it. im not allowed to go to a code pink (when a kids heart stops) because i would be to hard on me… but no, um, it wouldnt be thanks, i can deal with it.
not to mention i hate my life when im not at the hospital. (ironic?)
or that no one has been reading my blog.
and this brutaly boring and morbid post will trun people off forever.
xoxo Viva!
Hospitals, contrary to common belief, are a slow paced place. Most of my morning was indeed spent, sitting around waiting for N’s Beeper to go off so we could run to the call of duty.
but of course, said beeper did never beep and we were left waiting untill we could begin of only planned procesdure…that was of course held up due to the ever late Dr. Phil…..oh well…no one ever said it was going to be awsome.
no wait, i did! on the first day when we intabate someone, did a reverse trake and many other gross and gory things in a mere 3 hours.
buts whos to say tomorrow wont pick up?
im sure i can count on one hand the number of people who will be reading this…sad isnt it? BUT! this can also be a good thing, for then less people will judge my terrible writing and spelling skills…and lame ass life….
so i will turn away from writing a bout ‘life’ for it seems endless and tiresome….i would love ideas on what to write about. give me anything! a rant you would like to see me go on, a story that needs to be told, and opinion of mine you would like to see….of course becuase there is a mere one person reading this blog i may get very little response…but what responce i do get will be SICK and thanked greatly for by a responce from me.
xoxo
Viva!
