Day three questions: Doctor Who, Torchwood, Les Mis, Sherlock, Phantom, and Merlin

I know this is way more than eleven, but I really like these

The Doctor: Someone I miss?   I miss my parents quite a bit.  I mean, they aren’t that far away from me, but I still miss them when i’m gone for long periods of time.  I just come home and am like… Yes
Rose Tyler: The furthest place I’ve travelled to?  New Orleans and Ontario, Canada.  I’ve never really left the East Coast of the USA though….
Mickey Smith: My first relationship?  Lasted seven months and we fought constantly.  Now we’re friends though.
Martha Jones: Have I ever loved someone who didn’t feel the same?  Hasn’t everyone?  The last person…. actually was many years ago.
Donna Noble: A time I forgot something really important.  Actually this morning.  I completely forgot about my orientation meeting at the new apartment, but they had other days so I switched my appointment time and now am like… IDIOT
The Master: Something I’d stop at nothing to get.  Published, a teaching job, love, happiness.
Wilf: Somewhere I really want to travel to.  the mid West, California, and New York City again and again.
Jackie Tyler: 5 facts about my family.  1. We’ve lost a member of the family ever year since I graduated.  2. I am one 1/32 Native American from my great grandmother’s side (the only way you can tell on me is the high cheek bones, my brother in the summer time looks like a Native American thanks to the sun)   3.We have recently gone gluten free at my house hold.  4. My father and I have a tradition of watching ‘The Boondocks Saints’ every Thanksgiving.  5. My family is supportive.  Like crazy supportive.  What ever you want to do, they say to do it.
Jack Harkness: 3 things I like about myself.  I like my hair, I love my sense of wit, and I love that I am perfectly at ease with children.
Ianto Jones: Have I ever told someone ‘I love you’?  Yes.  Just this morning in fact.
Toshiko Sato: A time when things seemed hopeless.  After a break up last year, I was little … well I was very hopeless.  Heart break is something I have dealt frequently and every time it crushes me.
Gwen Cooper: Have I ever lied to someone I love?  Yes, I have lied to someone I loved.  My parents.  
Owen Harper: Have I ever lost someone close to me?  Of course, an uncle, grandparents, a great grandmother.
PC Andy: A dream of mine.  To be published, to be married, to have kids.
Jilly Kitzinger: Am I a ‘people-person’?  Umm…. mostly?  I can be?  I mean, I don’t mind it.  I feel like I am more of an introvert than extrovert.
Jean Valjean: A time I was unfairly punished for something.  Well, I haven’t stolen, I haven’t really done anything like that.  So damned if I know.
Inspector Javert: A time I was determined to do something.  Last spring I was determined to get a job so I applied to approximately ten different places.  
Fantine: Someone I’d do anything for.  My students, my kids, my love, my family
Marius: Have I ever seriously fallen out with someone in my family?  I mean… not me specifically, but we have had falling outs with people in the family.  That is a sore spot.
Enjolras: Something I’d die for.  Love, children, 
Grantaire: Do I drink alcohol?  Very little, and only once in a while.  I am not a fan of being drunk or buzzed, just lightly tipsy
Bishop Myriel: A time when I did something selfless.  Anytime involving children or the people I love.
Cosette: Am I in love with someone?  Yes I am.  🙂
Eponine: Do I have any siblings?  Yes, just the one, my little brother.  I have ‘siblings’ from college though.
Sally Donovan: Someone I really, really hate.  I hate my former best friend.  She was… a very bad issue many years ago.  
John Watson: My best friend?  an excellent question.  I suppose it could be Pixie or SteamPunk or Azure or Amy Pond or Pretty in Pink, and definitely my boy
Sherlock Holmes: Something I’m good at.  Making children smile
Christine Daae: Who am I closest to in my family?  My mother.
Raoul: Am I still in touch with any childhood friends?  Bass Man.  He and I have known each other since I was  in third grade.
Phantom: Am I hiding anything?  Nothing really.
Anderson: A time someone did my job better than me.  Most times with many things.  
DI Lestrade: Have I ever broken the rules to get a job done?  Yes, I have tried and bent the rules with a few things.
Mrs. Hudson: Someone who’s like my family but I’m not related to?  A teacher from high school, a few friends.
Molly Hooper: Have I ever been turned down by anyone?  Yup.  That was an awkward situation.
Merlin: Have I ever helped someone in a way that hurt me?  Quite frequently.  I gave a friend the green light to date my ex.  that hurt like a bitch.
Arthur Pendragon: Have I got any friends I never expected to make?    Yes, I did not expect to be friends with quite a few people that I adore now.
Gwen: Have I ever fallen in love with someone I didn’t expect to?  When do you expect to fall in love?
Morgana: Something I believe strongly in?  Love.  Freedom, beauty, truth and LOVE

Grades and why I feel like they don’t matter as much

This is the lovely time of year when the grades are posted after finals.

My grades you ask?  Why I got a B-, B, B+, and an A.  For me, that is literally like… good for me, especially since I had mono at the beginning of the semester and missed the first and part of the second week.  I think that all things considered, I am ok with my grades.  I did good enough, my GPA is good and I am fine with them.

I hate people who freak out about grades.  I have never freaked out about a grade, not fucking ever.  A lot of people I know react like it’s life or death, and maybe for them it is.

For me?

Grades don’t matter that much to me.  What are grades after college?  A GPA, little rattle of numbers to be looked upon during job interviews.  Ten years down the road, are people going to ask you about your GPA?

No, I feel like they aren’t.  I feel like grades once you get into the real world are just numbers, meaningless numbers.  Like, that’s been my position on grades since middle school.  They don’t freaking matter.  Are you failing?  No?  Good.  I am not an over achiever, I have a tendency to try my best and see where that goes.   If it doesn’t take me to an A, but a B?  GREAT!  I FREAKING TRIED.

I apologize for the ranty post.  I just got super irritable because Mayzie was like, “Hey, I got a 4.0, it’s perfect just like me (NOT).  Wat did youg et?  Why won’t you tell me, did you fail?  You failed didn’t you.”  I don’t care if she’s joking, if I don’t want to share it’s none of your goddamn fucking business what I got.

Better.

Day Two Questions: Inspired by flowers

Here’s the deal.  I will answer eleven questions each day on a topic of my choosing.  You (my lovely followers) are free to ask more questions in the comments that I would be happy to answer.  No repeating questions, no repeating topics.

LET THE GAMES BEGIN! (or questions rather…)

Roses: Who is your love interest?   My boyfriend.  He’s … amazing.

Lilacs: Do you consider yourself beautiful and innocent?  Beautiful, some days.  My self esteem goes up and down.  Innocent?  Not particularly.  I can act innocent, but I do not think I am innocent in a sexual sense of the word or in a worldly sense of the word.  

Irises: Do you have words worth spreading?  Wise words?   I’d like to think I do.  I like to think I have words worth saying.  I am one of those people who doesn’t necessarily think I need to spread my words all the time.  But I try to spread wisdom?

Gladiolus: Are you violent?  Goodness yes.  I hit when I get mad, I do martial arts to cool down after arguments.  I can be violent but I also can be… non violent?  Ha, no way.

Lilies: Have you lost someone important to you?  Yes.  Two grandparents and a dear uncle and several beloved pets.  

Protea: Are you courageous?  I can be.  I am a Hufflepuff for a reason.  I can be courageous in situations, especially with boys and sometimes with other things (like rock climbing)

Peony: Are you lucky?  I count my blessings.  I am truly lucky.  I have good health for the most part.  I have an amazing boyfriend and wonderful friends who care about me.  I have parents who support me and a career that will keep me afloat.  I have books and technology and am blessed.  

Orchid: Are you a charming person?  Can I be?  Well, in certain situations.  What constitutes charming anyway?

Statice: What do you like to remember?  I like to remember hugs and kisses and quotes from books and people I like and birthdays and animal facts and happy things.

Sunflower: What brings you happiness?  Animals, my boy, Pretty in Pink, Horsing Around, Pixie, SteamPunk, Hellcat, Azure and Amy, books ( so many books), music, soft sheets, cuddling, flowers, summer time, swimming, children, love, video games, makeup, dresses, shorts, flip flops, hair cuts and painting my nails.  (for a short list)

Lisianthus: What do you appreciate?  My parents.  for without them I would not exist and not be the person I am today.  They inspire me and keep me pushing towards my goals in life.  They tell me that so long as I try, I can do so much.

Sweet Pea: Are you delicate or sweet?  Delicate… only when bruising.  I bruise like a grape.  I bumped into something in my bathroom today and already have this giant bruise on my leg.  Sweet?  I try.  I try to be sweet and maniacal and sweet……

Tulip: Are you elegant or graceful?  Two left feet.  I like to think I can be elegant when the situation calls for it.  I just usually end up… falling.

Hydrangea: Have you endured/ suffered for beauty?  Prom Hair dos, enough said.

Fresia: Who is your best friend?  I suppose…. my boy, Pretty in Pink, and hellcat are the people I turn to the most.  There’s also .45 and Call Me Maybe.

Day One Questions: The Future!

Here’s the deal.  I will answer eleven questions each day on a topic of my choosing.  You (my lovely followers) are free to ask more questions in the comments that I would be happy to answer.  No repeating questions, no repeating topics.

LET THE GAMES BEGIN! (or questions rather…)

1.  What is your future career choice?  Do you have more than one? Why did you choose it? Technically I have about five career options for my future.  If we’re going by the degree I’m going to get at college, then I will be an elementary school teacher of some form.  My degree is for teaching pre K through fourth grade and in a year (JUST ONE YEAR) I’ll have that in my hand.  I chose it because I really like kids and teaching seemed to be a very logical next step in the scheme of things.  That being said, there is another I could do with my degree.  I could be a nanny, a full time nanny.  Again, my degree would put me at an advantage because I have the experience and I am good with kids.  If I were to go back to school, I’d kind of like to get a degree so I could be a librarian.  I love books and I love helping people get books and find things they like.  I would rather enjoy being surrounded by books all day.  Speaking of books, career option number four is a writer.  I have never had anything published and it is a a very far off dream but I would love to have something published before I die.  I like to write and it’s something of a lasting imprint.  Final career option is to be a mother.  Some people wouldn’t necessarily call it a career, but I think of it as one of the most rewarding things.  I will be a mother one day, in addition to one of the above careers as well.  Kids are what make me happy and to have my own kids with a man I love is something of a perfect dream.  Even with the no sleeping.

2. Where do you think you’ll live in the next five years?  I think I will end up somewhere much like I was raised, a township with good school, somewhere in suburbia.  As much as I love  New York City, I don’t think it would be a place I’d want to constantly live.  I like simplicity, somewhere with a bookshop or coffee shop, somewhere with playgrounds and street lights. Somewhere I could call home

3. Quick!  You’ve just time traveled into the future!  What’s the one thing you’d like to see that has happened to society?  Personally, I’d like to see acceptance.  We judge, as humans often do, so many things.  We judge those we do not understand or those we think are wrong.  We just those who do not conform to the ‘norms’ of society.  I would like to see acceptance in the future.  Acceptance of religions without pushing your own onto someone else, acceptance of sexuality without saying ‘they’ll grow out of it’, acceptance of body type without calling someone fat, acceptance of everyone and everything.  Feel the love guys. (that was a really sappy and personal post)

4.  What will you do on this upcoming Saturday night?  What about next Saturday in a year?  In five years?  This specific Saturday in 2013, I will probably be at the beach with my boy and wonderful friend Pretty in Pink (BTW she just graduated!).  We will be drinking and laughing and playing silly games most likely.  In a Saturday in a year,  2014, I will probably still be trying to figure out how I graduated and be moving out of my house into a new place or back into my house or into an apartment or something.  I’ll also be begging for my nanny job back because it is a sweet deal.  On a Saturday in May in (counts on fingers) 2018, I would like to be married or engaged, maybe pregnant.  For my teaching job, pre schoolers, I would be thinking of lessons to end out the year and thinking of the beach vacation I’d like to take. 

5. Name six tv shows, books, or video games that are coming out soon that you cannot wait for.  Season three of Sherlock because the Reichenbach Falls was quite possibly the most traumatic thing for me to watch ever.  The 50th anniversary special for Doctor Who because DAVID TENNANT IS COMING BACK AND SO IS BILLIE PIPER!!!!!!  They are my favorite.  Arkham Origins because umm well, I loved the first two games and this one looks to be fantastic as well.  The Sims 4 because sims are fantastic and I love playing with them and if my laptop didn’t suck so much, I would still be playing with them…. Pokemon X and Y because I have a serious love for those games.  I like pokemon, always will.  They just make me feel like a little kid.  As for books… I am unsure what to put here, the majority of the series I have read are finished up and I am curious to see where I will go next in search of book.  As always, I await John Green’s next novel, what ever it may be.  

6.  What do you think your great great great grandmother (or grandfather) would have to say about the present (their future)?  I get the feeling my great great grandmother, who was part Native American, would tell me that I either needed to put on more clothes or to not take any shit from anyone.  From the stories I’ve heard, my great great grandmother was something of a minor bad ass in her time.  I also think she would be impressed at how far women have come in today’s society.

7. What technological advances are you looking forward in the future?  The green person in me says sustainable energy.  It’s the way of the future.  I think that someday, we’ll all be hooked up to it and the dependency on fossil fuels will lesson greatly, therefore making us a greener place.  (Yes, I like green).  I am alos looking forward to flying cars.  Why?  Because flying cars are awesome.

8. Utopian futuristic society or Dystopian futuristic society?  Which do you think is more likely?  Can one survive without the other?  With all the horrifying dystopian movies that are coming out, I have to believe that we are headed int hat direction.  The hopeful person in me desperately wants a Utopian society.  But then again, can the world truly be perfect?  Could we possibly achieve a place so peaceful and safe?  What would the sacrifices be?

9.  Name something you hate about the future.  The inevitability of change.  While I know change is good, I hate not quite knowing where I am going next.

10. What name do you hope will be popular in the future?  With all the people who read for a living, I hope that many literary names become prominent.  Names Like Agustus, Hazel, Harry, Hermione, Arya, Daenerys, and the like.

11. Speaking of the future, what are you going to do next?  My bet is probably continue to sit in bed and browse the interwebs, make lunch, and do laundry and the dishes

My cat is currently stretched out on my lap: post about laziness/productivity

Here I am on the first Monday that I haven’t had college classes, finals, meetings with my student teaching adviser, or homework to finish up at the last minute.  (I still need to send in a form…. shoot, should do that today as well…)  How have I spent my morning thus far?  I showered, had breakfast and a little cup of coffee, and have been sitting watching youtube videos, pinning things on pintrest, reading about the take over of tumblr via the demonic yahoo, and petting my cat.  She is currently the happiest creature in this apartment because I have no where to go, so she’s sprawled herself across my lap and is using my arm as a pillow.  Any time I move my arm, she gives me a look.  However, once I pet her, she is satiated.

What a nice thing it must be, to be a cat.  Her only expectations are to not poop outside of the litter box.  She get fed, plays, runs around, and naps all day long.  I feel like cats definitely have a good life.

Some days I wish i could be like a cat, not have to do work or various other things like make myself food or find entertainment.

The thing of it is though, I really like being me.  I like being productivity, whatever that may mean.  It could me finishing all my papers and lesson plans before the dead line or it could mean beating a couple levels of Arkham City on my next play through. (Anyone seen the Arkham Origins trailer?  IT LOOKS SO GOOD!)  It could mean writing in a story that I haven’t touched in a bit.   It could mean doing laundry and doing the dishes and packing.  Productivity is subjective to your goals.

Speaking of goals, since my posts have been sparse lately, I thought I might give myself a little something to do for the last eleven days of this month.  I’m going to do questionnaires.  I really like answering questions, I find it easier to start babbling when I have a topic to go off of.  So, there will be one, with a theme or some idea to it every day for the next eleven days.  ENJOY!

Also, in case anyone was wondering about what my goals for today are….

I’d like to put away the dishes (again, no one in the apartment puts away the clean dishes), run the dish washer with dirty dishes in it, do my laundry, paint my nails, play Arkham City, and make some healthy meals today.  For a super goal: I’d like to walk into town and wander around.  However, that is a goal that would take a bit as town is an hour walk.

 

EDIT ONE: SEVERAL HOURS LATER

I got done a lot of my to do list!  I put the dishes away, did laundry and folded it, painted my nails, played video games and made mostly healthy meals.  (My salad greens had wilted and I was super pissed about that.)  I also cleaned a lot of my room and that makes me super happy as well.  I am know headed out for a bit and am struggling with what to wear.  I think jeans and sneakers and a t shirt and a light jacket should be okay.

Nannying poolside this year

Well ladies and gentlemen, looks like i’ll be by the pool a lot this summer!

The two boys I nanny for just got signed up for a swim club, I have also been signed up as a nanny for them.  That will be lots of fun.

I love going to the pool and both of the boys I watch like the pool as well.

Only question is what bathing suit do I purchase?  Clearly I’m going to need a tankini because running around with kids means coverage.

A post for my first day of summer (vacation that is)

The question remains, what did I do with my first day of summer vacation?

I slept in til nine thirty (despite the varying sleep habits and going to bed at strangely random times of the night, I cannot wake later than nine thirty.)  I guess that means that getting up at six for work will be a lot easier?  Maybe?  I ate breakfast and read, then got dressed and went out to get toilet paper, because the apartment mates are out and since I have the lowest funds of anyone in this house (except maybe Amy Pond, but she gets more funds than I do).  For four girls (and two boyfriends) we sure go through a lot of toilet paper.  And we can’t buy the cheap stuff, Hockey needs plush Charmin for her ass.

I also picked up some melatonin to help with the sleep problems because I was taking for a while, and it helped me sleep better which I would like to do.  So we’ll see how well that works.  I visited a friend on campus and came back to my apartment, made lunch, hung out with the cat (who is currently on my lap digging her claws into me because I am not paying attention to her), and I have been playing games on my iP0d and watching Vlogbrother’s videos.

While this may seem like a very lazy, nonchalant way to/ being my summer vacation, I couldn’t be happier.  Pretty in Pink is GRADUATING TOMORROW (PS I LOVE YOU) and tonight we should… (hopefully) be joining her to drink around the town.  While I will probably have exactly one drink and be done with it, that doesn’t mean I won’t enjoy myself.  (Secretly I’m hoping we stop at the bar where me and the boy met so I can have a cute flash back)

I will probably write a post or so a day until my job as a professional nanny starts in mid June.  Assume that my posts could be very irrelevant or could be absolutely brilliant, I HAVE NO IDEA.

 

A prologue to Junior year

Prologue

Junior year of high school, people said that this was going to be the best time of my life.

If it is, then I am screwed…

When her father had abandoned their not so little family two years ago, her mother told her it was for the best.  When, only a few months later, her mother had found out she was pregnant for fifth time, she had told her eldest daughter that it was a blessing.  When her mother insisted on moving three hours away from the only home she’d ever known, she had told her seventeen year old it would be an adventure.  The night before the start of her junior year in her brand new high school, Crowley High, her mother had regaled her with stories from her own junior year, reminding her that it was the best time of her life.

Variel Estevez, age seventeen, knew that while her mother tried to be optimistic about all of these changes in the past two years, the underlying truth was far from what her mother spoke of.  Her father leaving, her new baby brother Elian, and the move to the yellow house on the corner of Burkes Way and Crest Corner were just the latest in a long line of life altering changes that were not for the better.

Two weeks into her junior year, she found her mother constantly telling her that it was going to be the best year of her life.  Seventeen, junior year, a gorgeous young girl at the prime of her life, poised for flight.  Although she knew she was being rude, Variel just nodded to placate her mother every time she said a variation of those words.

In reality, Vary, the more Americanized nick name she’d adopted from her father at age five, prayed that her mother was wrong.  This hellish nightmare that constituted seven and half hours of classes a day, mountains of homework at night, and the care and management of her three younger sister and radically younger brother could not be the best parts of her life; it was simply too much for Vary to fathom most morning.  To continue the list of horrific things about junior year, there was pressure for college applications, she hadn’t made a single friend in her two weeks at school, and she just didn’t fit in.

Her mother chastised Vary about her melodramatics almost every night when her eldest daughter gave her a daily report.

“Now Variel, stop being such a drama queen.  Every single teenagers feels like they don’t fit in.  You’ll find your niche soon enough Niña.  Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours.  Go try out for a club, ask to study with a cute boy!”

Vary sighed haughtily and nodded to her mother before returning to either homework, food preparation, or caring for one or more of her siblings.  While her mother worked day and night shifts at the newspaper she had been transferred too, Vary had been charged with taking care of her siblings.  On top of homework and school and simply getting through her days, Vary’s mother had announced her desire to get back into the dating scene.

One Sunday evening after the announcement, Vary was readying her little sibling for bed.  Unlike Marisol, Irena, and Lupe, Eli didn’t complain about classes, homework, social life, or his desire for anything more.  At just a little over a year old, Eli was finally sleeping through the nights and was working one words with more than one syllable.  It was peaceful taking care of him, a few moments of reprieve from the hectic world of her eleven to fifteen year old sisters.  His dark eyes were full of sleepy blinks as she changed his diaper one last time, snapping him back into the cotton onesie.  Vary spoke to him softly.  Instead of a lullaby each night, she found a solace in unloading her problems to him.  He offered no judgment, just a calming sort of silence permeated with baby giggles or snores.

“I still haven’t really made friends with anyone Eli.  It sucks.  I just wander around the school like a ghost.  All the teachers keep harping about college and grades and I feel like there is so much pressure on me to do all of this and more.  I don’t even know if I want to go to college.  Don’t tell Mama that, she’ll hang me.

“I know she says that this is supposed to be the best time of life.  It had better not be.  Or I’m royally screwed for the next fifty to seventy five years.

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Junior year of high school, people told me that this was going to be the best time of my life.

Damn straight it was!

Ingrid’s older sister Charlotte had bestowed this wisdom to her ‘baby’ sister during the middle of the summer before junior year.  Ingrid, tossing her flaming red hair behind pale shoulders and smiled and replied, “Of course it will be!”

All her life, Ingrid had had the best of everything.  Since her oldest sister was out of college by the time she had started high school, there had been no competition in who the favorite daughter had been.  And why should junior year of high school be any different?

At almost seventeen, her birthday was at the end of September and one of the biggest events of the year, Ingrid was everything a teenager could want to be.  She was five foot five, the perfect height to wear three to five inch heels to school every day.  She swam recreationally and rode horseback since she was six.  Her body was toned and slender, allowing for all the latest fashions to fit perfectly on her 115 lb frame.  Flaming red hair with the slight wave to it and emerald green eyes complimented the pearly pale complexion of her perfect skin.

Her mother’s death at age six had spurred her father to give his girls the best.  He’d risen to the top of his law firm and had started his own, Madison & Co.   Therefore, money had never a problem, especially with their dual sets of wealthy grandparents to watch over her and her sister as they grew up.  There was a chauffeur to take her school in the morning as well as to the higher end malls in the larger city of New York, New York when she desired a new outfit, or some high end makeup.  Her room was all her own, large and pink and white with a walk in closest that many a magazine had photographed.  She was a champion equestrian and the belle of every dance she’d been to thus far in her high school career.  Her father bought Ingrid er every heart’s desire, no matter the cost.

While her father’s desire to date again had caught her off guard, Ingrid didn’t see it going anywhere.   All her father needed was Ingrid and Charlotte, Mrs Nilson, the house keeper, and Johnson, their driver.

Junior year, much like the years before it, would play out perfectly.  She would be dropped off to school in a remarkable perfect first day outfit, with perfect hair to match.  Ingrid would charm every teacher and bat her eye lashes at every cute boy who passed her way.  Acing her classes, along with horseback riding, September would finish out with her perfect birthday party, where every present would be a check mark in her list.  She had already started taking college applications and knew that Princeton, much like her sister and mother before her, would be her choice for colleges.  She ran the homecoming committee and the prom committee for this year.

Nothing could ruin this year for her, nothing.  Junior year would be the best year yet, she thought as she sipped at her mint julep by the poolside.

Eclectic Activities

I am beginning to realize that I have a somewhat varied and eclectic taste in activities outside of school.  Not really when it comes to reading or the writing, that’s fairly normal.  It’s the other activities that i find myself engaging in.

Like shooting guns in a range, horseback riding, and rock climbing (all relatively new aspects to my life)  As well as in my formative years, karate, mixed martial arts, gymnastics, swimming, and a very brief stint acting.

The Ex taught me how to shoot when we first started going out well over a year ago.  I don’t necessarily have the fine tuned magnetism to hit the X every time, but my aim is pretty good.  I haven’t picked up a gun in a while now, but I would like to go back to try it out.  Mainly to prove to myself that I still can.  Horseback riding came from my friend Horsing Around, she’s been teaching me on and off for a few months.  I really like it and I think it’s just a lot of fun.  Horses are such nice animals.   The rock climbing is a recent en devour,  my roommate Hockey took me there and I find myself really intrigued by everything.  I am not a giant fan of heights, but I think I can get over if it means I can hum the spider man theme as I climb.

My interests range in many different directions, but I kind of like that.  Unexpected can be good.

By the way, I finished all my finals and my grades will be up soon….

Wish me luck!

Don’t Forget To Be Awesome!

LOOK WHO IS BACK

Hey everyone!

So school is just about finished up (one more freaking final, it’s not even a real final, it’s a presentation) and then I will have freedom for three weeks before starting work!

What have I been up?

Aside from breaking out (stress), taking finals, working on moving out of my college apartment into partially my boy’s place, mostly back home, and (eventually) into my new apartment, and running around shopping for groceries (and the occasional piece of make up), I’ve been doing really well.  I haven’t necessarily been sleeping great.  I pulled some muscle in my shoulder and since I sleep on my side … it has been difficult.  Also, during finals I have never slept well.  I get crazy stressed, my face breaks out, and I get nightmares and so….

Sleep and I haven’t been on great terms.

Otherwise, all has been going well.  I should be doing laundry right now, but I am just really comfortable and reading.

I will post again once I am done finals.

Love to you all