Love and Tacos

“Things always start when they are just about to end”- The Roomie (who I miss dearly).

            If you have been keeping up with the O-so-exciting Life and Times of Amanda Limardi then you should know that I am Ziggy’s Tacos newest and best (not biased in the least) cashier girl. Besides making bank, especially in tips Ziggy’s has graced me with my future Hubbie.

            I am notorious for sharing the beautiful men of the world (mainly of caramel complexion) with my fellow Facebook compadres so you will be surprised to know that my Ziggy’s crush is just your typical white male. You’d look at this guy and be like “Amanda really? He’s such a goof.” Yes he’s a goof, but he’s everything I have dreamt about. (LOL)

            My undying passion for him even took me by surprise. I hated this guy; always passing through with something sarcastic and witty to say, but after a few shifts together my aggravation turned to infatuation. Now my mind is constantly playing a sappy montage of our finest moments together…. All I have to say is FML. I would fall for a Buffalonian a week and a half before I am to depart back to thee Big Apple.

            I am now left to question whether it is better to start off liking someone, or not being able to stand them? From my recent experiences it seems that when you start out hating someone it’s better because you over time find quirks you love about them. When you start off loving someone you’ll eventually discover things you hate…

That's all for now XoXo- Limardi <3

Back in the Nickel City

“Like a virgin touched for the very first time”- In 5 months. So it wasn't exactly in the heat of the moment, or out of pleasure or by a man, so I guess it doesn't really count damn it.

Ha had the annual woman doctor check up and my maturity really shined today. The questions of sexual activity and past or present pregnancies came up and I had to swallow my laughter haha! Well at least this meant I didn't have to go to third base with the doctor. No pelvic exams are needed for virgins, just a breast exam and some pushing on my abdomen.
           It's now been three weeks in Cheektowaga, and my days have consisted of work, working out and the NBA finals, I have done nothing illegal or anything a college student on summer break should be doing. Yesterday I shed a few homesick tears- NYC home sick that is.... I miss the vulgar language at every corner, the independence, the creepers, the frat boys that I hold so dearly, the dirty dorms, Starbucks, midnight fruit runs and knowing everyday I leave the house I never know what will happen and who I'll meet; but most of all I miss the Roomie...

Hopefully things pick up because tonight we rage. But I must be on my way a bottle of O’ Captain my Captain Morgan awaits