I missed a day!

Oh noes!  I missed a day!  AHHH

I’m sorry.

That sounds insincere, even in my head.  I am sorry you guys, today was my frist day of break and I should have posted.  That sounds better.

I was in a great mood an hour ago, maybe even less.

Stupid Hockey (my roommate, not the sport).

Why am I swearing at her?  Well, let me begin.

I gt back from class and started watching Digimon on Youtube.  I just wanted t find something to mindless to do for a bit.  I was really tired and really out of it, so watching videos seemed like a good idea.  So I hear her come home and I just pretend to sleep.  I was feeling introverted and just wanted to be alone.  She stopped by later, bugged me a little, then left.  I fell asleep and got ready cause…

ABEL AND TECH SPECS VISITED!!!  It was super nice that they came up, it made me really happy to see them.  I made spice cake, we talked, we went out to dinner (sans Hockey) and got back, played video games and watched Pitch Perfect.  They just left and they made me really happy.

You know who doesn’t make me happy?


Every time people are over, she has t be in the room, in the middle of everything.  Not in a polite way either.  She has to be right up in your face about everything.  She’s a bitchy brat and she acts like this only around guys.  She stares at my boyfriend, she flirts with my guy friends, and she basically makes me look bad.

Now, I can make myself look bad just fine.  It’s nto that hard, I have flaws.  But she calls me crazy and weird and points out every thing that could be construed as different and turn it around so that it looks horrible.  She’s awful.  She makes me feel horrible about myself.  I only have a few more months of living here,  I can do this.

She just makes me feel awful.

To top it off, usually my boy is here to cuddle and sleep next to me.  However he had a late day and an early one tomorrow for work, so I told him to stay home.  I miss him and his warmth and good feelings.  He doesn’t like Hockey either.

Why am I still hungry, I don’t know…

Maybe I’ll have some pears.

Pears are tasty.


She’ll be at work tomorrow.  Hopefully for a very long time.  I”m not usually alone with her, but Azure and Amy are gone for a few days so I can’t lean on them for support.  I just want her to understand that as part introvert, I like to be alone.  I don’t need her to talk to me…

I really want my by here.

Cause I just really want a hug now.

Ok, no more whining.  I am going to make myself a snack.  I’m going to read more of Game of Thrones.  I’m going to take my melatonin and then I am going to sleep.  When I wake up tomorrow, I am going t have a god breakfast, and I am going to have a good, stress free day.

Let’s do this.



I hate when Professors…

Give us a test on material we haven’t yet brought up in class.

My professor for reading is giving us a test today.  I’ve been reading the textbook like she asked us to, but she neglects to tell the entire class that this test isn’t on that textbook.


This is bullshit, lots of bullshit.

She literally dumped this on us two days ago.  I’ve been reviewing the study guide and am now so frustrated that this has happened.


Being Girly

I went out and bought makeup today.

It was all make that I needed. I needed more make up cleaner, foundation, and eye cream.  I did not need brushes, but I splurged anyway.

I love these brushes, they make me look so fancy and I adore using them.

I’m sorry if this turns out to be a really short post.  I am exhausted and I am not feeling so great.  The pollen is coming out with the budding flowers and my allergies are on the run. Ick.

Stupid mono still left behind.

Feeling domestic

I feel like I need a string of pearls, an apron, and a very Donna Reed looking outfit after all the things I’ve been doing this weekend.

Amy Pond made it home yesterday afternoon.  I’ve been watching her and helping her with things.  We went grocery shopping and got lots of food.  I made dinner alst night, ran the dish washer, made breakfast this morning, made dinner again, put away dishes, did more dishes …

I feel extremely domestic.  It’s an interesting feeling, makes me think that maybe I’ll be better at being a mom than I think I will be.  Although, I know I’m going to be a good mom.  Four years of daycare teaches you something right?  And I love kids so much, they are the greatest.

Aside from feeling domestic, I’ve also done quite a bit of homework.  I did my reading response for math, I finished a worksheet for assessment.  I’m halfway done my annotated bibliographies.  I still need to work on my group project and study for my test, but otherwise…

This is looking like I’ve actually been productive this weekend… WHAT??

Domestic and Productive?  Could I be more happy about it?  Probably… but that’s because I’m still tired all the time.  Mono takes so much out of you.

I will try and post a story or a poem tonight, I swear I will.  It’s just so tough with everything going on.


I will go on.


BTW, I’m hoping for a good week.

Don’t Forget To Be Awesome!


Mondays are just my least favorite day of the week.  After the rest and relaxation of a weekend at home, Monday is a harsh reality.

I suppose not everyone feels this way about Mondays.  However, that’s my statement.

Mondays suck.

I’m doing everything I can to make them suck less (had a tasty lunch, writing, music) but there’s only so much you can do in the face of a weekday start.

Let’s hope that science class holds something of entertainment value, or I might just fall asleep.


I got blood work done this weekend, so I should be hearing about my results some time this week.  I don’t know what the answer is going to be.  I feel so much better, but at the same time, I am absolutely exhausted.  It comes and goes…

I’ll see what I can do about perking up.  I’ve got company coming over tonight.  I’ve got a date tomorrow 🙂  and more plans on Wednesday.  I’m just a little social butterfly aren’t I?

Story Time

So… I eventually went to bed around two in the morning last night.

My muse kept me awake.

I nearly tripled my word count in the span of about twelve hours.

I am tired, but more determined than ever to keep writing.


First, I have to get blood work and do a little shopping with mommy dear.

When I return, I’m going to write more in my story and write another post on here.  🙂

So tell me guys, what do you usually write about?  What inspires you?

Plenty of things to do, but an unwillingness to do them

As my title states, I have plenty of things to do.  i could start on that outline for reading.  I could make flashcards for Assessment.  I could do my giant amount of graph paper math homework.  I could do paperwork, or clean, or polish my nails because the polish is chipping.  However, all I want to do right now… is nothing.  Or … not really nothing, but just simple things like make my lunch and read my book.

I just started reading The Time Traveler’s Wife again.  I love this book.  This book is beautiful and gorgeous and I absolutely adore in a way that I cannot fathom.  I read it and the words almost sing to me.  That’s how much I love this book.  It also comes with some of my favorite quotes such as ” My apartment is basically a couch, an armchair, and about four thousand books.”  This quote is just… in a way, so picturesque without having to try.  I can easily imagine it.  A small place with a green velvet couch, a maroon colored armchair with coffee stains on it.  There are literally thousands of books.  Some on shelves, others stacked in piles on the floor.  Some hide underneath the chair and some lean on the legs of the couch.  It just sounds perfect to me.

Back to my unwillingness to do things.  I can’t tell if it’s the mono, the February Blahs, or just being lazy.  I just a math response so I feel a little bit less like a bum.  Now I need to make lunch and probably take a nap somewhere in there before I dive into the huge amount of homework that’s waiting.  It’s not huge, but I would rather start it now before things start getting crazy.

What I’d really like to try to do today is finish the first chapter of a story I started over the weekend.  I think I might be able to now, I just needed a little push or so.  Hopefully I will post it up here and see what you guys think.  But first, I need to send it off to my editor (Bass Man)  to see what he thinks.  It’s been a while since I’ve concretely tried writing anything.  I just end up feeling so bad about not finishing shit….

I would like to admit that I think I made the greatest playlist ever.   It just went from Chasing Cars to The Final Countdown.  I love it 🙂

Alright, so more on my rants, I really want some money to buy new clothes from Modcloth.  I am not usually in the mood to buy new clothes, but they are so cute.  There’s this sweater with the word lover on it in a little red heart.  Then there’s a red cotton skirt that would go with it along with some tights and my chucks.  There there’s these high rise jeans that look absolutely banging, that I could wear with the white polka dotted shirt or the black one or the green and yellow plaid.  Don’t get me started on the shoes, there’s a gray pair with subtle little faces on them and a yellow and white striped pair of flats and I want it all.  It’s really pricey though and I am ranting.

I think it’s time for lunch and nap.  Be back in a while, perhaps with a story or a poem!


Today, I am dragging.

Despite getting a lot of sleep, I still feel exhausted.  I know this is from Mono and the winter blues and the emotional hangover I’ve got from this funeral, but I am tired.  I’m tired of being tired.

I’m hoping by tonight I’ll be feeling better, because Call Me Maybe and a really good friend of mine are coming over since I’m making soup.  I really do just want to feel better.

Here’s hoping.