And "Boom!" Goes the Dynomite...

I know I said I would post more often, but I just couldn't find the time. Between school and mine and Phoenix's break up, I just haven't felt up to it. All I've done is gone to school, come home, and fall asleep on my couch watching Criminal Minds.

School has been taking over my life, too. I'm there literally all day, and that's the only thing I do all day. I go to school, I sit through the demo on a shitty stool with my butt falling asleep for the full 3 hours, and then I copy the demo. It's so strange, too. How everyone works and interacts with each other. Maybe it's because I'm the youngest one there, but it just seems so weird to me. They all try so so so so hard to be this great group that works together. What they don't understand is that it will just happen over time. I don't need a team meeting and schedules and spreadsheets to help me get closer to the people in my class, I just need time, like everyone else in that class. We've been in school for about a week and a half, we still have 22 more weeks to go, I'm pretty sure we will all bond one way or another.

Plus! Everyone is always talking about their jobs or their husbands or whatever. If you're so into bonding, talk about something that everyone can relate to. Like me. I'm unemployed, recently single, and just graduated high school. I don't want to talk about my plants and how much you like coconuts.

Things I like to talk about:
Cats
Crayons
House M.D.
Fight Club (even though rules one and two clearly state we shouldn't talk about it)
Funny misfortune (ex: someone you know stepped in dog shit in the forest and got punched in the face by a bear)
Music (ignore this topic if you like country music)
Cartoons
Mulan




Things I HATE to talk about:
Plants
Employment
Husbands
Universities
"The Industry"
My non-existing love life
You being my "taste-tester", I'm my own damn taste tester
Stories only you think are funny (how your cat jumped on your dog and woke him up)
What you did "back in the day"




It's pretty easy to tell when I am not enjoying the conversation. I don't try to hide it. Not even a little bit. I am clearly looking for something to "distract" me so I don't have to stand near you anymore. Or I just walk away all together while you're mid-sentence. Don't take offence to this. I'm sure your husband and your boss at your high and mighty job still appreciate your bad humor and lame stories.

The past few weeks haven't been all bad though. I finally was able to overcome the disgust of the "subway sandwich" smell and buy a veggie 6 incher. I've only missed the train home once and I've only gotten lost in the train station/city once. I've also started to enjoy reading again.

Reading is funny like that. It's exactly like health food. When you start for the first time, you're excited about your new self and how much more mature and evolved you will seem. Then about a week later your throwing your book across a room screaming "fuck this shit! Whoever invented reading sucks!". Then a few weeks later you pick up that same book and start all over. You do this over and over and over again until you finish the book. Reading doesn't get any more exciting or beneficial, just more of a challenge you're determined to overcome. However, once you reach the second or third book, you just give up all together and start watching movies like it's your job again.

P.S. I also hate when I google image "I hate plants" and a picture of a jock strap pops up.

I'm a Horrible Blogger!!!

For the past couple weeks I have been in bum mode. My life (or lack thereof) has consisted of ramen noodles, mac and cheese, gallons of iced tea, mario galaxy, reading blogs, facebook, and drawing pictures on paint. Notice that actually blogging is NOT on that list. I don't know what happened! At first I was like "BLOGS ARE GREAT! EVERYONE WILL LOVE MY LIFE AND LOVE ME AND MY BLOG WILL BE SUPER COOL!!!!"

Then... Nothing. I failed. I wrote a few posts then my laziness/procrastination kicked in and I was like "OH! THIS IS A GOOD STORY! I SHOULD BLOG THIS!" and then I was like "...meh. It can wait a few hours while I watch House." And it never happened.

But to update everyone on my life, nothing new has happened.

...Kind of.

I did almost die by a pine cone at my gramma's house while celebrating my uncle's birthday. I also finished season 3 of How I Met Your Mother. So I guess those are monumental events.

I promise I will write better posts. I guess I should use my bum-ness to its full advantage.



Don't ask me why I drew this. It just popped in my head, so I drew it. It's pretty unfortunate.

Also, that picture is only added because I had no other pictures that were relevant to what this post was about. So you'll just have to deal with a cat on a leash being pooped on my a bird!