Sunday, February 28, 2010


My family is crazy. If you know me, you know that I have an obsession with zombies and ninjas, and obsession that I share with the majority of my family members. Over Christmas break Megan, Zach, Tucker, Jess and I made up a plot to a zombie movie that we thought would be awesome. Zach and Naya have both taken karate lessons and Megan was a ninja for halloween. We've even started corrupting our nephew Gage. We have this little blowup zombie that you can hit and it pops back up at my house, and Gage will tell you that the only way to kill a zombie is to hit it in the head. I'm so proud.

My parents are crazy too. In an awesome way. If you get a song with a good beat, they will bust out their mad dance skills. My mom skis and my dad snowboards. Nothing makes me happier than getting a text from my dad saying, "Hey Tab! So I went boarding with Zach and Tucker today and I totally shredded down the hill! It was awesome." He really sends me texts like that :)

My point is, it's not my fault that I'm weird/crazy. It runs in the family. I was talking to my grandpa yesterday and he even said himself that our entire family is short a few bolts in the brain and that the grandkids never stood a chance. This common oddity that we have makes us really close. It wasn't always like this. I have scars from where my brother lit me on fire, but now that we're all more mature (AKA since almost all of us no longer live at home) we get along a lot better and so we're planning this road trip for Naya's 16th birthday to San Diego. And you know what? I've never been so excited for a road trip! It's just going to be us siblings, so that guarantees that some crazy things are going to happen, so if there are some mysterious happenings in San Diego April 6-ish you know who to blame. Then again, we're all ninjas so nobody with notice our mischief....

Chick Flicks

Do you ever just get in the mood to watch a chick flick? It's been a while since I've watched one and so when JB said on Thursday that she was in the mood to watch one I was all for it. But it started me on this stint where I'm just in the mood to watch them. So tonight when I got home I popped in "Head Over Heels" and enjoyed the cheesy, fairly predictable, surprisingly hilarious movie. Then immediately watched "The Perfect Man" afterwards.

I think I figured out why I like watching chick flicks so much. I enjoy being able to say, "Oh how touching. I'm going to go vomit." And let's face it, I like cheesy movies. I find them highly entertaining. For example, when asked what I thought about the G.I. Joe movie my reply was, "It was cheesy and predictable. I loved it." It's fun to go to movies and then make fun of them!

Quote of the day: "Be an adult Kylee and eat your fruitsnacks!" -Me

Thursday, February 25, 2010


The hallway is dark, my battle buddy is in front of me, ready to clear the room. Our fourth man has just cleared the door for any explosives and kicks it in. Our tightly packed line bursts into the room, yelling and letting loose short, controlled bursts from our rifles.

"One up!"
"Two up!"
"Three up!"
"Four up!"
"Room clear! Bravo team advance!"

Bravo rushes into the room, prepared to do the exact same thing to the next closed door. All of a sudden I hear a pop and my neck stings like hell and I'm down.

"Man down!" Chaos ensues while the squad tries to identify the source of fire.

Sounds pretty exciting right? Sadly, I didn't get shot in the neck today with an airsoft gun while doing the lab for my ROTC class. My stupid gun didn't even work! Although it was pretty funny to see some of the awesome welts some of the guys had at the end. I was really excited for this lab because I thought it would make an epic story. I guess I'll just have to start making up epic stories and use this blog as a creative outlet instead.....Have you ever heard of the Ninja Zombie Tabitha? Her story is an epic one. I like this idea.

Back to the lab. It actually was pretty fun. Mostly cause we actually had guns that could shoot instead of just pointing at someone and saying, "Bang! Bang!" Yes. We really do that. Don't judge.

On a completely random note, tonight was freakin' hilarious. We started off by getting home from practice and deciding that instead of popping in Flight of the Conchords, like we'd previously planned, we were going to rent a cheesy chick flick. I'd heard of this movie called accidental husband that I thought looked pretty cute. I mostly wanted to see it because it has Colin Firth in it and that guy from P.S. I Love You. No, not Gerard Butler! The other attractive Irish man.

So we watched this incredibly cheesy movie, complete with commentary and uproarious laughter (is uproarious even a word? If not, I'm making it one) it ended. Now, I sometimes say things without thinking about them so when I say, "Guys, I want to marry a boy." What I mean is, "I love the attractive fireman who acts like a little boy sometimes but manages to be cute and romantic" But the reaction I get is laughs all around and thanks for the assurance that I am, in fact, attracted to men.

But my roommate managed to top me off tonight in hilarious things. She comes out of the bathroom and says. "Guys" in a kind of embarassed small-girl voice. You know what I'm talking about? Well turns out she'd dropped her phone in the toilet and then flushed the back part down. She definately wins I think.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Night Owl

I am not a morning person. At all. I actually get really mad when I have to be awake before nine and people are happy, I seriously just want to punch them for being so happy so early. On the opposite side of the scale, I'm perfectly ok with staying up all night. This wouldn't be a problem if I actually used my time wisely but that's not how I roll. Last month I stayed up until five thirty in the morning reading, the next night I stayed up formulating a plan on how to figure out their true identities. I don't know yet what I would do with that information. Anyways! I bring it up because I think that my sleeping patterns (AKA lack of sleep) has started to effect my brain. I've seriously started losing my mind. And any motivation toward school I may have had. Is this normal? I hate going to class and I wait until the last second to do homework, if I even do it. I'm thinking that maybe it's time for me to take a break from school and I've actually seriously been considering a mission. Or joining the army. But I would only join the army if I wanted to stay in school so that I could take advantage of the fact that they would pay for it :)

Tuesday, February 23, 2010


Can I just say that I absolutely LOATHE running simply for the sake of running? Well I do. It's different when you're playing a sport, such as soccer or rugby, because there's actually something you're running for. In soccer you get to kick something, in rugby you get to hit someone, definately worth the run.

I bring it up because this morning I had my first PT test. Pushups, situps, and a two-mile run. Gross? Absolutely. Don't get me wrong! I did it, and did well. But running is just crappy, especially any earlier than ten in the morning. Bleh.

Ok, now that I'm done complaining about running I'm going to do a quick highlights of my weekend.

Friday: skipped out on nutrition so I could go snowboarding with my sister, who is quickly making progress considering this was like her fourth time going. When we went to our seperate boarding classes I hit a rail boardside for the first time ever. I biffed it on the snow, but I didn't eat it on the rail so thank you! Then I also grinded off a tree that was sticking out of the ground. Yes, it did it on purpose! And no, I didn't wipe out. Yes, I'm a ninja. I ended up having to drive home though cause my sister broke her wrist during her class :(

Saturday: Rugby day! Our first game of the season and we got to play on our pitch that is an ice field right now. It actually wasn't that bad once we started, but I think all of our knees are bruised. I got in a few good tackles, but Tony has moved me to a back so I was mostly running around like a chicken with it's head cut off because I kept on wanting to get into the rucks. I scored two tries though! Woot woot! That night I went on a date (yes family, a date. Sometimes I go on them) and we went to a hypnotist and I volunteered to go up. It was tons of fun and my date ended up buying the DVD so he could show me what a fool I was. Something to look forward to ha ha

Sunday: Not much. Slept through church and finished the Matrix Marathon that we started on our way to Vegas.

FYI: 28 pushups, 57 situps, and a 17:14 two-mile on my PT test

Monday, February 22, 2010


It's finally happened. I started a Blog. Megan says I should because my life is so epic and then went on to say how hilarious and ridiculously good-looking I am. Ok that last part was a lie. She actually wants me to pay attention to the rules she's saying about campaigning. I obviously am not very good at paying attention for very long. Anyways! (Vote for Megan! By saying that, I'm breaking the rules. I don't think I'm allowed to say that for a few days...) So a little about me. My name is Tab, my family is crazy and I love them to death. Currently, my life revolves around work, school, and rugby. Also, I'm obsessed with zombies and ninjas. I know it's weird, don't judge me. I am actually kind of a tomboy and love things like Batman, Transformers, etc. I actually have a Transformers backpack that is my pride and joy. That's all for now, because I really should pay attention to this.