Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Oh, Roger.
Let's say....we know a guy named Roger. Roger is a pretty normal guy, except for the fact that occasionally, he likes to rob banks. It's gotten him into trouble before, but for some reason, he just keeps on robbing banks. Sometimes he gets caught, and sometimes he doesn't. Just a couple of weeks ago Roger robbed a bank. It was different this time; afterward, he found himself at the local police station and turned himself in. Expecting the worst, he put his hands behind his back, and hung his head low.
"Thank you for your honesty, Roger. You are free to go."
Confused, Roger walked out of the police station.
Learning nothing from the incident, weeks later Roger robbed another bank, and shot two people in the process. Roger didn't learn anything from his actions because there were no repercussions. Two people were hurt because of his foolishness.
When I was a child, if I did something I wasn't supposed to do, I was in trouble. Parents all have a different way of punishing their kids. Usually, I had to stand in the corner for five minutes. Oh! What a miserable life! But, if every time I stole an extra cookie, talked back to my mom or threw a temper tantrum, my mom laughed at me and sent me on my way- I would be a crazy, rebel, authority-hating bitch. Thanks, mom.
But seriously, where are the consequences? If the police would have arrested Roger, the whole mess afterward could have been avoided. Roger hurt two people because he was reckless and knew that he would not face the repercussions of his actions.
Owning up to the mistakes that you make is a huge part of growing up. If you are unable to do so, you're supposed to have real friends around to help you do that. Friends should not tip-toe around your feelings; friends shouldn't say the things you want to here. Friends are supposed to tell you straight up that what you're doing is either great or the biggest mistake you've ever made. At least, that's what I thought friends were supposed to do. But, maybe that's why I don't have friends.
And you know what? I don't care. I'm done surrounding myself with people who are going to cry to me when they're upset, but dump me when they're happy. I want to experience both of those emotions with you. Because that's what friends do.
I don't think that I can express my anger enough. Maybe I'm not being clear enough. No longer will I be the one to console you and give you advice, only to watch you make the same mistakes over and over. To me, a total disregard of my advice is the biggest insult I could receive. No longer will I allow anyone to twist my words and take my advice the wrong way. I do what I can to be honest with people, only to have it thrown back at me carelessly, or talked about behind my back. No longer will I allow people to make me feel unimportant. If you're too busy, I get it. But stop throwing out excuses every chance you get. It's insulting and immature.
My final piece of advice for all of you: grow up, own up and stop being silly.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Sing-a-long Sunday? 5 Song Sunday? Whatever.
Let's be honest, I hate driving. It stresses me out and I have terrible, terrible road rage. I am in a constant state of fear when I drive on the highway. I'm terrified someone is going to merge into my car, or slam into the back of me, or cut me off when I'm doing 73 in the left lane and they're doing 62....I pride myself on my driving abilities (minus the two speeding tickets...). The problem is, I don't trust anyone else. Listening to music in the car might be the only thing that stops me from pummeling the 86 year old man driving his boat of a Cadillac down I-71.
5 More Songs I Will Always Turn Up in the Car.
5. Cold as Ice- Foreigner
Thursday, January 19, 2012
I feel like I'm in high school!
My Questions
1. Which Disney princess is most like you?
Well looks wise, Ariel obviously. I love having mermaid hair. But, I've always admired Belle and used to have dreams of being her at Disney World. Beauty and the Beast is my favorite Disney movie. Belle has such a huge heart. But, in the beginning of the movie she judges the beast by his appearance and the first impression she got from him, which is exactly how I am with people. I'm very judgemental at first (I think that's a girl thing, really). But, I always end up changing my opinion of people.
2. What song do you have on repeat right now?
I have listened to the whole "Camp" Album from Childish Gambino every day on my way to school for the last three weeks. My most listened to song is "You See Me." You can listen to the song in my post from last night, if you're interested.
3. Who was your first crush?
In kindergarten I had a crush on a boy named Alex Perilockis. This was when I lived in New York so who even knows where he is now. It was love at first sight. But then, one day he kissed my hand and I didn't like him anymore. I guess 5 year old me just loved the chase.4. Where do you see yourself in five years? Be honest.
I would love to be living close to a city. Working in an entertainment/family-fun environment. If I could, I would work for the Cedar Fair Company forever. But who knows what I'll be interested in in five years.
5. Would you rather lose your vision or your hearing? Why?
Hearing. Life is too beautiful and I don't want to miss out. 6. What scares you the most?
2012. I'm not a crazy person, but my dad watches so much god damn discovery channel that I literally can't even think about it without my stomach starting to hurt.
7. When was the last time you cried?
What doesn't make me cry? Seriously. Last night, on American Idol, a girl auditioned who helped mentally disabled adults. Seeing how happy they were and watching them interact with one another brought me to tears.
8. What three physical attributes do you find most attractive in a guy?
I love good hair. I'm a sucker for a nice smile- mostly because my smile is highly unattractive. I also love a nice build. Skinny dudes are kind of gross, but if it looks like you could break me in half, I'm not interested. 9. If you had unlimited money, which store would you visit first?
H&M for clothes. But, Anthropologie for pretty much anything else. They have beautiful furniture and cute clothes as well but nothing is under $60.
10. What is your guiltiest pleasure?
Dr. Phil. I could watch him all day long.
11. If you could wake up tomorrow with a new talent, which would you choose?
Shoot, that's a tough one. I would love to be able to play the piano. I love when bands have a keyboard, so I think it'd be really cool to be able to play. I've taught myself how to play notes to certain songs, but I can never do the cool two handed, weird foot pedal songs. That probably doesn't even make sense.
12. If you could have any exotic animal as a pet, which would you choose?
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Bring it On, Life.
Songs That I Will Always Turn Up in the Car.
5. Jack and Diane by John Mellencamp
Monday, January 2, 2012
Things to keep in mind for 2012
This year is about me. It's not about you, your problems, or your life. 2012 is for me. Since everyone else gets to be selfish, I guess I will be too. Screw you and everyone else. I'm gettin' mine in 2012 (even though I dont really know what that means...)
I'm making new friends this year. Forget you if you blow me off. Forget you if you break a promise. Forget you if you talk shit. But most of all, forget you if you're just like everyone else- a complete letdown.
I want to make new friends. I need to surround myself with people who love kittens, people who love mustaches and people who love non-profits; but mostly I want to meet someone who secretly aspires to open a bakery as much as I do.
What are your resolutions for 2012? Is it the typical lose weight-eat healthy-love yourself resolution? Is it something interesting like finding yourself spiritually out in the grand canyon? Maybe its something simple, like being a better daughter/son/friend/lover. Since it is socially unacceptable for me to grow a sweet mustache, my resolution is to save up money for graduation. And I make a promise to you all: winter 2012, I'm out of here. (and I dont mean that in the apocalyptic sense)
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
the nights and days fly by when i'm lost on the streets.
The weekend of October 5th was a huge weekend for me. I distinctly remember that weekend. For many reasons, it was one I will never forget. I remember that Friday night. Just Morgan and I, looking for something to do. Just Morgan and I, hanging out with a few friends. Just me, staying up all night with a boy I'll never forget. I never realized that I would unfortunately fall in love with someone so horrible that weekend, but everything happens for a reason. I will forever refer to the weekend of the 5th as the weekend full of accidents.
I remember that Saturday. So happy from the previous night. Life couldn't be any better. The one person I'd been pining over for so long, finally wanted me too. I remember that Saturday. Just a regular day of work. All smiles.
I remember that Sunday. Working. Too early in the morning to think. Working. In a stupid referee uniform. It was chilly and the skies were gray. Just me, standing there, interacting with every guest I see, doing my job like I do everyday. Just me, waiting for associates to get to work for the swing shift. It was 12:20. My pocket vibrates. I'd already gotten in trouble twice this year for texting at work. But, I had to at least look to see what it says. I wish I hadn't looked. Do any of you know what it's like to look at your phone and read that someone you know, someone younger than you, someone with so much more life to live, had passed away?
Sometimes, when I'm in class, I have to read things three or four times in order to understand the concept of what I'm reading. I wasn't in class, but this was one of those times. How could this happen? At 17, my brain couldn't comprehend something so ugly, so sad. My heart instantly began to hurt. Hurting for Jake, hurting for his friends, for my friends, for anyone who he ever crossed paths with.
I remember that Sunday. Leaving work. Calling my mom. Calling my best friend to make sure he was okay. He wasn't. I remember that night. That's the night when everyone decided to put aside their differences, hold hands, hug, finally just show support to one another. It was beautiful.Why did it have to be under these circumstances? It was at that point that we all realized how lucky we were to have known someone like him. I remember that night. I remember the hugs I gave to everyone. They were real. The ones where you're afraid to let go because you might fall down.
Jake, you will never ever know the impact that you had on so many people. I wish that I had gotten the chance to get to know you. The memories I have of you- of you throwing grass in my hair at camp, joking about how intense people got in ultimate frisbee- those memories will never fade. You were a truly beautiful person. You shined your light on so many people, and bettered the lives of so many. For that, I thank you. Some people need to see the light every once in a while. Thank you for providing that to me, and many others.
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The world is ugly, so do your best to stay beautiful. Make someone laugh or smile, tell someone you love them, show someone support, hold somebody's hand, send someone a "hope you're doing well" text, let somebody know you're thinking about them today.
Monday, October 3, 2011
I will be 21 in 11 days.
I don't know where I've been lately. Obviously not on here. My biggest apologies to my two followers on here. Maybe if I had more interesting things to say, I would have more followers. But!, here are the things that have been occupying my time lately...
School.
Obvi. Yeah yeah school is a drag. I only go three days a week but it's still a challenge. I have the worst form of senioritis. College senioritis > highschool senioritis. I just can't wait to be done. Done with the pages and pages of homework, the papers, the proposals, everything. I do, however, really enjoy the projects I'm working on right now. A training manual? WELCOME TO MY LIFE. All I do is write and rework training manuals. (no sarcasm, I really do that at work.)
Work.
Finally winding down. Only working on the weekends. It's been a long, hot season; and as of recently, too fucking cold, and I'm pretty much as checked out as you can be. I still love my job, but I think it's time for winter. Chai lattes and scarves.
Current Obsessions:
Donald Glover/Childish Gambino. Yeah yeah you've seen him in Community and you know he's fucking hillarious. But, have you ever listened to his music? He's a genius and I encourage everyone to listen. Not to mention, he's good looking, 100% of the time.
Awkward. Such a funny show, and one of the best I've seen from MTV in a long time. The first season just ended, and season two doesn't start until next summer. Super bummed.
Done. Listen:
Friday, July 15, 2011
an update
I went to Bonnaroo, and obviously had the best time of my life. I also have huge boobs, in case you were wondering. This was easily the best four days of my life. Not only did I get to see some of my favorite bands, I got to spend time with my favorite dude and all of his favorite people. Just an fyi for everyone: The Arcade Fire is one of the best bands live, you should see them before you die.
I celebrated two years with this sweet boy right here. Two years. When I say it out loud, it kind of makes me want to throw up. Never in a million years did I think that at twenty years old I'd be crazy in love with the funniest (but quietest), nicest, most wonderul person in the whole world.
Life has been so good to me lately. I'm lucky to have some of the best people in the world to call my friends.
So, along with everyone else in the world, I saw Harry Potter at midnight. While I did not cry like I expected to, it did open my eyes. It's over, they're done with school, and grown up. How many people's childhoods ended Friday morning? I feel less affected (I've never read a single book, but have enjoyed every movie multiple times). Although my life has not been changed forever, I defintiely get the feeling that it's time for me to grow up as well.
^^^Arcade Fire.
Leaving for New Jersey the second week of August. I can't promise I'll come back.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
A Weird Break.
Anyone have any good ideas of two year anniversery gifts?
Or birthday presents for the best man in your life?
I suck.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Happy Cinco De Mayo!
I've been sick for three days. Three days of just hanging out with my dad while he complains about the news, talks about moving into a nice house, and yells about the bastard that stole our kitten.
YEAH THAT'S RIGHT. someone came, sneakily, to my front door and stole my six week old kitten. news flash, asshole: she's not old enough to leave her mother yet. I wish nothing but horrible things for you, you criminal. You stole a living, breathing thing. If you saw a baby unattended, would you steal that too? I hate you. /dramatics. But seriously, who does that?
The time I've spent NOT crying over the disappearance of my beloved Lois (yes, we named her already), I've spent battling this cold. And with the help of lots of Nyquil and sleep, I think I'm finally starting to overcome this monster. It was definitely a doozy. I finally think I'm healthy enough to get out and enjoy this beautiful day...oh wait, I mean, go to my REL class. Sweet.
So, after a lot of consideration, and a few episodes of Extreme Couponing, I decided I want to be a party planner. I don't know how Extreme Couponing helped me with that decision, but it happened. I love organization, even though you wouldn't be able to tell when looking in my bedroom. I love organizing things for people. No one wants to plan a party by themselves. BUT I WOULD LOVE TO. So, keep me in mind if you're planning your wedding, or birthday party. Thanks.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Tomorrow.
Don't get me wrong, sometimes I get excited for my life after I decide to get a big kid job. I get excited for the days where I can have my nose pierced again. I long for my gauges back every single day. My hair's red currently, but if I wasn't at KI, my hair would look like this:
Monday, April 25, 2011
Today I didn't go to class.
1. Why do people pull "all nighters?"
-Seriously. I'm going into my senior year of college and never once have had to stay up all night studying, or doing homework. Okay okay, my boyfriend is the exception because he's a crazy mechanical engineer and writes 25 page lab reports, but still. I sit on facebook and see all these people with their "Spending my life in the library" statuses. I think I've spent a total of 4 hours in the library during my three years of college. I'm a procrastinator, but I've never been in the situation where I'm forced to stay up until 6:30 in the morning working on all of my homework or studying until my brain starts leaking.
2. WHY IS IT STILL RAINING?
-I don't remember the last day that it didn't rain at least once. I think it's rained every single day since April started. I'm over it. My backyard is flooded and there are ducks swimming in it. Ducks.
3. What is going on in my neighborhood?
-My dad caught some dude breaking into cars, and a crazy woman tried to get my mom to give her a ride to speedway. I'm concerned that there is some weird drug ring going on somewhere around my house. I need to get out of this place, or Lebanon for that matter. If you watch the news, you'd be aware that they're currently fighting the opening of a halfway house up the street from my house. You know, right behind the daycare, an right infront of the bus stop. If they lose, and it opens, I'm out.
I wish that people were okay with the fact that I want to write about them in here. I make so many observations about people, I wish I could get paid for it.
^^ you're welcome.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
It's April 21st.
-It's the end of April and it's cold.
-It's seriously supposed to rain so much over the next couple of weeks.
-Every single one of my friends are partying it up with their, "two more weeks of school!!!1111!!!!1" nonsense.
a. screw you.
b. i'll be in school for another month and a half.
c. i hate all of you.
-Still mad about this weather.
Things that make this day okay:
-Finding out that I DON'T have a paper due in my REL class tonight.
-Just getting a text from my best best friend saying she wants to get lunch.
-Knowing that I'm about to go crazy on a chicken tender salad at bdubbs.
-The fact that I've cleaned my face with face wash pads twice and I still have glitter all over my face.
a. I went to Masque.
b. finally believe that glitter is the herpes of arts and crafts.
c. still okay with it anyway.
-It's Passover, so my REL prof won't be in class today, so all we have to do is watch The Pianist.
a. I love movies.
b. I love Adrien Brody
c. Gotta thing for prominent noses.
The good for today outweighs the bad. I believe I have successfully found a way to get my dad to pay for my whole Bonnaroo ticket. I'm a sneaky snake. Like this guy:
But really. I just tell my dad that it's payment day and he asks no questions. #greatfuldaughter #nottwitter #wishicouldhashtaginreallife
hey, bloggin' world, what are you plans for the summer?
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Tuesdays Are Useless
1. I am mostly inspired by competition.
I started dieting in the middle of January. I lost maybe a little over 10 pounds. Then I stopped. Today, the end of March, I feel like I've gained all of it back already. (It's not really fair since I'm suffering from the women's disease for the next few days.....OVERSHARE!) But, finally, a great idea. Kyle, my boyfriend, and I are going to compete to see who can lose the most percentage of weight. Every two weeks, we're going to weigh in. Whoever loses the lesser amount of percentage of fat, has to make the other person dinner. And, at the end of the Summer, whoever's lost the least percentage, has to take the other to an extravagant dinner and pay for the overnight stay at a hotel. Either way, you're sort of a winner, but not if you end up paying for it. But don't worry: I. Never. Lose.
2. Life is much better when you're surrounded by dependable friends.
Today I went to lunch with Sam. Halfway to lunch I say, "Shit, we need to turn around, I left my wallet in my backpack." And Sam answered with an extremely surprising response, "Don't care. I'm hungry. I'll pay." But then I threw a curve ball, "No, really. I need to get an oil change while we're out." But, she didn't care, "No, I'm starving. I don't care, I'll pay for that too." Of course, I paid her back once we got back from lunch but just the fact that I know there are people like that in my life- people that can cover me like that when I need it. Those are the kinds of people I want in my life from now on, and not just financially. I need people who can be emotionally there for me; I don't need people who are too concerned with their problems that they simply don't have time for me.
3. Not everyone can be how I want them to be.
The way I worded it sounds wrong. But disclaimer: I seriously want to be friends with everyone. But, with that, I'm the pickiest person when it comes to friends. If I don't like you, I won't be your friend. That's life. I just want good people in my life. I hate when people try to bring me down, even if it's unintentional. I just wish that everyone could be happy, be there for me so I feel okay being there for them. I just wish that I could trust everyone to not leave me once something better comes along for them.
4. I live for the summertime.
But who doesn't, right? Even thought I'm a slave to an amusement park, summer is the best time of my life. I love my job, seriously, LOVE it. I've made best friends, learned great things, created some of the best memories with some of the most amazing people you'd ever meet. I just happen to work while doing so. Sure, my classes at school end about a MONTH after everyone elses, so everyone goes back to school before me, but I take the three months I have, and I make the best of it. (I secretly can't wait to switch to semesters at school.)
5. I belong in the business world.
My major has been Rehabilitation Services for two years. But recently, I had an epiphany. I love people, but I'm not meant to help them as a profession. I belong in a business environment, working with people. I want to run a company, and I want to be the boss that people are happy to have. I've been lucky enough to have some of the best bosses on the planet in my six years of work experience; I just want to be that for someone someday. I changed my major to Organizational Leadership and I've never been happier.
Those are only five things, but they've made a huge impact on my life recently. I think, finally, at 20, I know exactly who I am and who I want to be. I'm excited for everything my future holds and I can't believe I'm only about four quarters away from finishing school and becoming a real person.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Hey, Spring. (With a side of growing up.)
Sorry I've been gone. I've had a lot of things to take care of; a lot of thinking to do. But, on a positive note, I have finally figured out my life and I will NOT be in school for the rest of my life. And I decided that rehabilitation services is not for me. I belong in business. I need something to be in charge of. So back to Org. Leadership it is.
I have four quarters of school left. FOUR. When did I become such a grown up? I'm so glad I listened to my dad. "Don't waste your money on trying to live alone, you can live here for free. Get done with school and you'll have all the time you need to work and live on your own." My dad has always been such a wise man.
Things I can't wait for:
1. Summer- obviously.
2. Bonnaroo- I can't wait to be nasty for four days with my favorite man, hearing some of my favorite bands.
3. Work- I'm 20 and still love my job at Kings Island. I'm probably happier than you.
As of lately, I've found myself wondering why everyone around me is in such a hurry to grow up. I've also found that because of my touchscreen phone, sometimes I hit the space bar twice and try to make a period.
To any one who reads this, please, I need your opinion: are you in a rush to grow up? Do you consider yourself a responsible, independent adult? What's a day in your regular,independent life like?
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
It's only been a week?
Although I don't have much to blog about currently (I'm also drowning in my studies, woo last week of class), I will have something interesting and worth reading, I PROMISE, within the next two days.
For now, here's my current favorite song:
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Skipping Days.
Gas Prices:
let's get real. oil is at $90 a barrell. And there's some turmoil in the middle east, so I should pay $3.50 for a gallon of ga? NO. I won't. Thank you. Something has to change.
Budget Cuts:
How many more school are we going to close in the US? In Detroit? If we have to cut schools, I wish it would be somewhere at least a little more successful than Detroit. Teachers are losing their jobs in Rhode Island. And, as it seems, the goverment is trying to take away the people's right to assemble. How many more budget cuts are we going to make? See ya later Planned Parenthood. See ya later Sesame Street, the government "can't afford" to fund PBS anymore. America is bullshit. Here's an idea: hey politicians- why don't YOU take a salary cut?
We wouldn't need to fire teachers and cut teacher's salaries if people like the superintendent of Mason City Schools didn't make $300,000 a year. Maybe if the higher ups in the school systems and these lousy politicians would take a salary cut, we could afford to fund things like PBS and Planned Parenthood. Maybe if the government wasn't so greedy, we'd be in better shape. Why doesn't the govenment want to use the new fuel for the fighter planes? (Boehner aside) It's much better for our environment, which has also gone to shit. Oh, that's right, they probably won't make enough money off of it.
Hey Albert Pujols, yes, you're a fucking phenomenal baseball player. But there is no god damn reason that you should make $300,000,000 in ten years. Why do any of these athletes make as much as they do? I could live off of $1,000,000 for the rest of my life, easy. Why do you get to have so much money and live way above everyone else? You're just going to end up like allllll those people who worked for GM, who lived way above where they needed to live, they got laid off and now they don't have a penny to their name. That's what happens when you "feel the need" to buy $75,000 cars and live in the most luxurious mansions. Where's all that now?
Things need to change. I'm only one person. But together, our generation has the ability to do so, so much.
Dear Obama, I already regret voting for you, please change my feelings. I'm trying really hard to believe you're going to do something good.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Day 15, 16, 17
No, I'm not kidding. I just wanna wrap my arms around his snuggly neck and ride around the jungle. What would be more fun than that?
Day 16 - A picture of someone who inspires you.
To be quite honest, I've never really been inspired by a single person. I've found a lot of inspiration in myself and always wanting to be better. I'm very inspired by people's actions. Either I say, "Wow, I really wish I could be like that," or, "Wow, I hope I don't ever become like that." But, I can't think of just one person who's inspired me.
Day 17 - A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.
Not so recent....

Getting this job was by far the best thing that ever happened to me. I've met the best people, learned so much, and grown up incredibly in my five years here. I've made some best friends, found the most amazing man in the world, and learned lessons I'd never thought I'd learn at an amusement park.
This also inspires me....
The spanish language is something that is extremely important to me. I've taken it for five consecutive quarters at school and when I scheduled for spring quarter last week, I cried because I couldn't fit 203 into my schedule. I want to minor in it so badly, but I still have 88 credit hours to fulfill and I'm supposed to graduate in 2012. Bleh. Spanish has taught me a lot of tolerance. I love being able to speak to people at work who don't speak english. I could go on forever about how I feel about Spanish. And to every Spanish prof i've ever had: thank you.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Day 11, 12, 13, 14
Day 11 - A picture of something you hate.
Don't you EVER wear sandals with socks when you're around me. Especially dudes. I understand that as a man your fashion sense is way below that of a woman, but come on. What is appealing about that? ^^^ nothing. absolutely nothing.
Day 12 - A picture of something you love.
I love cats, and I love friendship. This picture purrrtrays both (haha, see what i did there? /lame). But, seriously. I've always loved making friends, I love having a support system that's there for me no matter what I'm going through. Friends should never leave your side. (Maybe that's why I love cats so much.)
Day 13 - A picture of your favorite band or artist.
Okay, I might be exaggerating. But I definitely love them. Midlde of Nowhere was the best cassette I ever put into my walkman. I chose them mostly because I can't really pick just one. Honorable mentions: Mayday Parade, A Day to Remember, Freelance Whales, Passion Pit, Four Year Strong, Hellogoodbye & of course....Elton John.
Day 14 - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without.
My mom. (I don't know why this picture is taken at such a weird angle, she's a super weirdo.) I OBVIOUSLY couldn't picture my life with out her because, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here at all. But, when I feel like all of my friends have let me down, she's the first person I know I can count on. She thinks I'm the funniest person in the world and I can talk to her about absolutely anything. I wish all girls loved their mom like I love mine.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Day 10
I kind of almost want to change the title to "Person you talk about the most ridiculous things with." Scott is an incredibly good friend (not to mention co-worker of 6 seasons at Kings Island) to me. Hands down- one of the funniest people you will ever meet. We have some of the strangest conversations, but we'll totally be on the same page. We have the kinds of conversations where you can't come in during the middle of it and join; you wouldn't be able to. If Scott and I didn't work together we'd probably be in a gang together at least. SMM or the Sons of Silence biker gang. (He's the only other person I can talk to about all of the Gangland I watch.) He makes fun of me cause I cry too much and one time I puked on myself, but that's a story for another day. He's got this weird fear of raptors, and I get it, cause raptors are fucking scary. They can open doors and shit.
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So, I'm probably going to be in college until I'm dead. That's the story of my life right now. All of my Gen Eds are done and now I sit here, one quarter into my junior year and I have 88 credit hours to fulfill for just my major. 12 hours of that is interning. So, I have 72 credit hours of actual classes that I have to take before I graduate.
I haven't been stressed out like this in a long time. I've got all of these classes to take, I don't want to live in my house anymore, and I have under $1500 dollars to my name. Oh hey, real life, when the hell did you get here? I've got papers to write and bills to pay but I can't make myself focus on any of it. I wish it was acceptable to just lay in bed all day, cry, watch law and order, and eat my body weight in chicken lo mein.
But, looking on the bright side: I have fantastic friends, a wonderful boyfriend, I'm losing weight and feeling healthy, I'm doing well in school this quarter and work starts back up really soon. The weather is getting better and with that, my mood will hopefully improve so for now I guess hoping for good things is the only option.