It's A Dub Life.

{this is baberz car, those headlights aren't yellow bulbs btw, he has yellow film over it. that wasn't what got us in trouble, lol, it was the bulbs. grrrr.}

I've written and rewritten and deleted and on and on, this post topic forever now. I'm not sure how I want it to come out, so I'm just going to bite the bullet and let it all spew out. So, here we go.

True Life: I'm A Dub Girl

{and clearly a huge dork!}

Yes, I am a dub girl, volkswagen enthuisist, whatever you may call it, I'm in love with Volkswagens. They are my passion in life.

Volkswagens are a breed of their own in my opinion. They are a highly customizable vehicle within the 16-30 age range. The true benefit of having this sick obsession is the people. The scene is amazing, the car shows keep getting bigger and better. You meet so many awesome people, and you see such amazing cars. You see kids my age driving MK1 && MK2s (baberz drives a mk2) which are the years between I think um, 80-something-92, and they take such pride in their old cars. It amazing to see the passion that many of us have for our cars.

(It keeps growing and growing and growing.)

Driving a veedub and "the scene" as we call it is an everyday part of my life. I'm constantly thinking about what I want done, checking to see what's going on with my dub club, CT Eurospec, constantly thinking about what shows I want to go, which are usually an every weekend or every other weekend occurence starting in April up here. Thinking about this and that. With the exception of my actual two besties, everyone I associate with, drives a dub or some european car.

Being a girl in the dub scene does come with the standard sexism though. Men almost always assume that Charlie belongs to baberz unless I tell them before hand. I remember one incident quite well, when I went with baberz to meet up with Big B && Lil B (my brothers from another mother) and we were going back to Big B's shop and baberz and I got stuck at a light right before the turn to his shop...and someone had pulled over and waited for us.

Baberz went up after and thanked him for waiting for us. Which the kid replied, "Oh, it's no big deal, I saw your car at the light, so I decided to pull over and wait." In which baberz replied, "You mean her car, you waited for her car, that's her Rabbit." This was followed by clearly a shocked look on the kid's face.

Originally, when I joined CT Eurospec, I just signed up on their forums and started posting, and boy did I cause a frenzzzy. They were apparently lacking girl status on that. It was funny at first, they were all excited. Then baberz joined and the excitement died down and turned to focus on him and his old school MK2 Jetta. I resumed my position to that of his gf who drives a Volkswagen. (the only one tho!)

I honestly don't mind it, but sometimes it gets under my skin. I know I drive a Mk5, and yes, nothing is done to it, but that's because everything for my car costs an arm and a leg and then some. But, soon I'll have stuff done. And people will question baberz and myself, ask if he bought the parts or installed them for me..and the little dub girl with the black and red mechanix gloves, will tell you, "Absolutely Not."

Here I Am, Rock You Like A Hurricane..

Well, folks, here I am. Sorry for being M.I.A, I've had a million thoughts to write down, but no drive to do so. I've forgotten most at the moment...but that's ok, I'll just tell you about how excited I am for this weekend!

Tonite, as usual is my dub clubs get together. Baberz is bringing his Jetta this time though, and of course all the guys are eager to see it. So, I'm not really sure what we're doing tonite but I know that we are going to end up back at Boudah's at some point to celebrate Jayspec and MyFirstDub's birthdays. Apparently, we are karoking, this should be cute, a bunch of boys singing karoke.

Then it's home to hit the hay because baberz and I have to get up early to go to...

NYC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(I'm not excited or anything.)

The nice thing about living here, in CT, is that it's honestly only a train ride away. =) It's about a 45 min drive to Bethel, then we are going to take the train down to Grand Central Station, which takes about, ummm an hour and 15 mins. Not badddd. Plus, a roundtrip ticket is only $20.00.

I'm not really sure what we are going to do in NYC, probably just walk around, dipping in and out of stores and such. Eat some banging pizza, walk thru Central Park, and just generally enjoy the day. I'm stoookeeeeddd.

On Sunday, of course its the Superbowl. It's going to be at baberz's sister's house..and a whole bunch of people will be there. Which will make me feel slightly awkward. As usual. But, that's a story for another time.

And that's about it. More to come. Stay tuned....."It's A Dub Life" is up next.

Excuse Me Officer...

Alrite, so I'll tell you all right off the bat that I'm terrified of law enforcement due to my not so clean driving record. Nothing horrible though, honestly, just lots of dumb tickets, warnings, and accidents.

Anyway, so baberz came and picked me up. We were driving towards his town and we decided to go thru the center of town instead of going on the highway because we were getting Dunkin Donuts. We passed the park and ride and just as we did that baberz said, sweetheart I want to warn you that we are getting pulled over. Oh greaaat. We both knew what it was for, it was for his yellow headlight bulbs that he had just put in. They were not overly bright or anything, just yellow.

The officer pulled us over right after the bridge and asked baberz if he knew why he was he was be pulled over and baberz replied, because of my headlights. The officer mentioned while baberz was getting out his registration and license that he would be towed. (or something similar). Baberz gave him the info, and the officer asked if he would be able to call for a ride home because he car was going to get towed. Baberz replied that he had his old white bulbs and put them back in. The officer returned with warning in hand. The End.

Bascially I'm livid right now...because of a couple things. First, because of the time I almost got a ticket for hitting a guy who had NO WORKING BLINKERS!!! but was let go anyway, and at the last second pulled out and I almost hit him therefore getting me pulled over and interrogated like I was drunk because it was 2am and I looked suspious, nice huh? Secondly, its apparently legal to have blue tinted headlights...which it is not, at all.

Well, folks, I looked this stuff up and surprise! Here's what the statuates for my state say.

[What are the allowable colors for my after market lighting? Any light visible from a motor vehicle should be the following:

-Any light visible from the front of the vehicle shall be white, yellow or amber. ]


Oh wait does it say YELLOW? I think soo!!!!!!! So bascially, thank you officer for almost impounding my boyfranns car because he has legal yellow headlights. Goddamn cops. For real.

On My Way...

I walk out into the cold, frigid night, turn to baberz, and give him plenty of kisses. It was the usual scrpited scene out of the story of my life. "I'm cold, so hurry I told him," shaking in my Roos. "Ok, baby," he replied. And kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss. "I love you." I love you too." Kiss, kiss. "Goodnite, goodnite." Kiss. "Drive safely," he said. "I will," I replied.

Get into the car, make sure my purse is in the front seat next to me, turn the car on. Back out, straighten the car out, drive down the apartment complex driveway, turn right, continue straight, get onto the highway, try and take it slow so I don't blow my tranny, speed up to get engine temperature up, take the first exit, take a right, go up the hill, slowly now, there's cops out, continue on thru the tiny town that seperates me from him, pass the volunteer fire department, wonder about boo-boo, continue on, past the bar evenutally, light catches my eye, oh hai po-po, peeking out from behind a snowbank like a 7 yr old playing a game, check speed, ok, we're good, continue on past Mickey D's, Dunkin Donuts, IGA, and baberz work. Go past the car dealership, the liquor store, and the chinese place, past the Whole Donut, who gets coffee there anyway?, turn right, thru the neighborhood with the cobble stone medians, stop sign, wait 3 secs, continue on, turn right again, follow the zig then the zag, careful now, there could be back ice, come to another stop sign, look both ways into the night, continue on, past B's house, can't see it, too far in the back, any deer around?, stop sign, another right, zig and zag up the hills, past old high school classmates house, damn the school bus driver, fuck her, its been forever, think she got fired, continue on, it's cold, why the fuck does it have to be so cold, I really wanna go to Florida, yes, almost there, almost to the 4-way stop sign, I have so much to do at work tomorrow, oh Thank God, stop sign, go straight, light another cig, up the hill, the bumps, wtf why don't they fix these giant fucken speed bumps the snow plows made?, someone's gonna blow a tire or rock their frame all over that shitt, continue on, I need my bed, it's soo cold, turn right, why?, backwards Nascar, in the hood, make sure no ones car is in the street, parked car hitting, that's pretty ghey, smoke faster, almost home, almost home, past the kid I had a crush on in middle school's house, love his pick-up truck, turn RIGHT AGAIN!, up my street, fuck my neighbor's, wide turn into the driveway, up the driveway, it's clear, into the mini parkin lot my dad made, where's my bro? oh that's right school again, hog the entire thing, open garage, grab purse, walk inside, close garage, lock door, upstairs, can't wait for bed, in my room, light on, purse near door, socks and pants off, sweatshirt off, phone on bed, phone plugged into charger, hair clip out, headband off, light off, only climb into bed on the right side, pull the covers up, call baberz.

"Hello?"
"Hi, I made it home."
"Yay! Good I'm glad."
"Ok, baby I'm going to go to bed and you should too."
"Ok, I will."
"I loveee you."
"I love you."
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight my love."
"I love you."
"I love you.
"Bye."
"Bye."

Close phone, another soothing convo same as every night, turn to my left, facing the wall, in fetal position on my side, think about what I have to do tomorrow, think about writing this blog, alarm beeeps, beeps, beepss..hit snooze, beeeps again 10 mins later, hit snooze again, hear mom's voice, time to get up, turn off alarm, strectch, exit bed via right side, go to hallway closet, grab towel, wash cloth, go to bathroom, get undressed, in the shower, wash and wash and wash, sleepy, sitting on the bottom of the shower stall, letting the warm water hit, ok, long enough, get up, turn off shower, towel dry, into room, lay in bed, get up, make up, Today Show, clothes, hair, grab phone, keys, purse, downstairs, Pop-tart, milk, love my chocolate milk, paper, gotta read, a bunch of mmm hms, out the door, put the key into the ignition, back out, sit and wait, down the drieway, thru the neighborhood, the main roads, into Southington, 2 cigs always, onto the street, constantly thinking thinking, people tailgate, grrr, turn into the parking lot, get out of the car, go inside, morning, morning, morning, morning, sit down, take off jacket...boot computer, program, AIM, program, Internet..........................

.................................................................................LIFE.

Desk Tag

Thanks to Sheri, over at Sheri's World for tagging me in "Desk Tag!" As you can see I don't have a whole lot of stuff on my desk. A mirror for doing make-up, my Bare Minerals (works amazing btw!), a dying tropical plant, and some other random stuff.

(Sorry about the small pic too, took it with my cell phone)

What you need to do:

1. Post a picture of your desk.

2. Link to the person who tagged you.

3. Write a little bit about the things on your desk or even about the desk itself.

4. Tag as many or as few people as you’d like.

5. Go to http://bunnnichick.blogspot.com/ and leave a comment on the original “Desk Tag” post please!

Tagged:If you are reading this, consider yourself tagged! I want everyone to get in on the action with this one.

It's So Freaking Nice Out!!!

So, right now I'm in an amazing moood. It's an amazing day out. It's sunny and 40. Yes, only 40 but to us New Englanders, its about as amazing and beautiful of a day as it's going to be in the winter. Next week, it's back down to the 20s.

I firmly believe I have S.A.D which stands for Seasonal Affective Disorder. It pretty much means that by body isn't absorbing the necessary amount of sunlight needed to stimulate my endorphins. Leading me to be more crabby, grouchy, bitchy and depressed. But on the warmer and sunnier days (in my opinion) I'm just super excited and happy!

Someday soon when I get everything into order, I def. want to go to the doctor's and figure out if I have that or not. The treatment for it, is either move somewhere warmer or get an articfical lamp that will mock sunlight and thus making me happier.

Today is pretty much a quiet day, I'm just trying to get thru all my estimates so I can relax later. Tonite, I've been invited to baberz' sister's 25th birthday dinner with his family, her husband, and her friends. I'm excited!

Usually, I'm really really quiet, but I've kinda come to open up around his family and be oddly very comfortable. To him I'm already part of him family, and I def. feel like it. But of our family's have done things they would never before. Like my dad saying that baberz is welcome over anytime..or him coming to a family breakfast with us. On his side, it's inviting me for Christmas and to his Uncle's wedding (even though we couldn't go) and now to his sister's birthday dinner.

Isn't that the kind of things you get invited to between the 6 month and 1 year mark? Apparently, these rules don't apply. I've been invited to stuff since I met his family...and yes we have only been dating for 4 months! I love it though..I wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world. Wherever I go or he goes, we go together. Him and I are like two peas in a pod. =)

Occasionally though I hang out with my bestie without him only because he's at work..and well you know that whole story..and such.

I def. know without a doubt that baberz is my soul mate. We may piss each other off over the stupidest things but at least we make up like 1/2 hr later not even most of the time.

(And at least it's over stupid stuff!)

We laugh everytime we're together and always have plenty to talk about.
(Except when I'm at work and he's home..then it's kind of blah.)

But, honestly I've never been soo happy with someone and never been so excited to be with someone's fam. and I'm just happy because of the warmth of the day in general.

=))))<-- Me!

Hump Day!

So, I throughly enjoyed the inaugration yesterday. (Woohooo!) Last night, when baberz && I got back to his house his ma dukes was watching the coverage on ABC and they had the Neighborhood Ball on. Which honestly, was slighty odd. It made me feel like I was supposed to dress up and dance around the living room too. It also felt like New Year's Eve again.

But Mrs. Obama looked stunning in her one shoulder white dress. I liked it so much, well I wouldn't mind having that as my wedding dress. =)

Anyway, I should probably recap on some things I totally wrote about previously. We all remember my angry laden post. Ok, so it wasn't that angry, but bascially the response I got back was that I was a horrible friend. She also said that I was mad because I didn't want to marry young, so I didn't want her to marry young either. Ok, where did I say all of that? And how do/did I not want to marry young? I was engaged for a year!!!!!!!! Plus, I honestly wouldn't hesitate to marry baberz if we were financially stable at the moment.

She then went on to talk about baberz..I'll give you the excerpt since I can't remember exactly what was said, and it's one of those things that only make sense if you remember the whole paragraph.

"I stood by your side but now it seems with your new boyfriend you've changed.. and now you are not standing by me.. but also you are taking his side and believe everything he says as if he's this amazing old man with all the years of wisdom."

Anyhoodle, that sent me off my rocker. I freaked out. I swore ALOT. I told her yes, I've changed in an amazing way. I'm more confident, more responsible (mostly) and a hell of a lot more happier. Baberz says things that makes sense. He's smart for being only 19 and has gone thru a hell of a lot of shit in his lifetime. I threw all back in her face..she knew I was right. I wasn't trying to justify that though. I was only being a concerned friend. She also said she's easily persuaded to fall in love because she wants it and is not over Houston. (her ex fiance). I told her that she can't go around just falling for men because she wants love. That's not healthy.

She also threw in my face, the only thing she has against me, the fact that I cheated on my ex. It's not something I'm proud of at all. And everytime I actually take a stand for once, I get all that in reply. How shitty of a friend I am, for not taking her side. How I cheated on the ex. I told her to stop bringing that up. It has nothing to do with anything, she always says, yes, it does, you can't sit here and tell me what's right or wrong, because you cheated on the ex. But, that's it.

Eventually, we talked and got over it. She said we need to work on our friendship, and not talk about our relationships. That stems from me bringing up the fact that she treats baberz like complete shit, she talks over him, tells him he's annoying her because he was making a point, makes him sit in the backseat when he's 6'6 (in my 2dr hatchback!) because she doesn't feel good in the back, ignores him, the list goes on and on. I told her all that, and in reply she says, well I thought I was being a good friend but I guess not.

We talked for about an hour on Friday night, but I haven' t talked to her since. I mean honestly this might sound harsh, but I'm not really sure if I want her as a friend anymore. And it really has nothing to do with baberz. It has to do with the fact that she just treats me like crap. She belittles me like no tomorrow and then when I lash back, or write a letter of concern to her, I get my head chewed off. I'm finally opening my mouth, telling people what bothers me, and in return I get blamed like I'm some horrible person. Because I cheated on the ex, I have no say in life anymore. I'm a shitty person with no morale, and always will be. My opinion means jack.

I honestly suppose I'll try and talk about it with her on Saturday if she comes with me to Charlie's servicing appt. I don't feel I said enough in my defense, I don't want to rehash it, but I honestly feel like she doesn't care about my feelings.

Ok, moving on. (Sorry). I've decided I'm going to wait till next semester to go to the school. At the moment, I just honestly do not have the money. So,I'm going to save up like 500 bucks, so I'll have enough for class and the book. =) Right now, I have to worry about paying off my credit card bills and put money away for some kind of vaca.

That is all.