April Drools

I hate April Fools day on more levels that I can even begin to express. I hate it because everyone is trying to think of ways to hurt feelings and scare their friends into thinking awful or ridiculous things have actually happened. I hate it because if something big actually does happen on this day, it takes hours to convince anyone that it actually did happen. I hate it because it's pointless and not funny. I hate it because even though it happens every year at the same time, people still allow themselves to fall for the lamest of pranks. I hate it because I was raised to believe that lying is wrong, and it's a holiday that embraces lying as an art form. Most importantly, I hate it because I can never think of good stunts to pull.

This year, it's only just midnight and already I've been sucked into the dumbest of pranks. A guy that I've been best friends with since seventh grade fake asked me out, so I fake said yes, and now I'm actually wishing I hadn't  because stupid people are stupid enough to fall for a relationship status change that is so clearly fake that I'm surprised facebook hasn't stepped in and told us that it's against the rules of the site or something. I find the prank to be mediocre and foolish, but I couldn't say no when he was desperate and begging me to do it. It's only 24 hours, so I doubt it'll kill me, but it's going to take everything in me not to make sarcastic comments to all the well-wishers. I can't help it that I'm full of sass and sarcasm.

In conclusion: Happy birthday to Fred and George Weasley. Remember the reason for the season.

Why today was awesome: I almost put myself into a sugar coma from eating too much chocolate. That's always exciting.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 7

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 8

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 33

Dead to Me

I've done this a couple times before, but it's time again to talk about my roommate.

Kelsey Norton is one of the most irritating people I've ever met. She sleeps more than should be allowed, she manages to talk me into getting her things when she's too lazy to walk across the room and get them herself, she's cluttered, she texts more than she talks (and she's quite the chatterbox), she complains about everything under the sun, she's forgetful, she's got different moods for every day of the week, but most importantly, Kelsey Norton is my best friend.

When I'm having a bad day, she's always there to giggle and tell me about her bodily functions. When I'm bored, she's the one who comes up with some outrageous thing for us to watch (unless she's whining about being just as bored as I am), and she's the only person I've ever met who has just the same amount of nerdy about the same exact things that I do (with the except of a couple TV shows). There have been times when I've lost her to her emotions for a boy, but she always comes back. And hopefully she's here to stay for a long time now, and we've had one of the best weeks of the year with each other. (This is also the reason I haven't blogged every day. Just when I'm sitting down to write one, she comes up with late-night shenanigans that have involved ruining my happy-to-just-sit-in-my-warm-bed-and-type moments.)

But Kelsey Norton is also dead to me currently. Just within the past 24 hours she has forced my just-gotten-out-of-the-shower self into warm clothes, marched me halfway across campus to hang out with her ex-boyfriend and his friend (who, by the way, happens to have an awkward crush on me), then made me walk at least 16 or 17 blocks worth of walking, walked away at one point to leave me sitting with the guy with the awkward crush (and don't get me wrong, he's a really great guy, but I just met him two days ago, and I feel like there's just something missing on my end. I dunno), and then, on top of all of this, she joined a sorority today, which I despise. Sororities are known for being slutty girls with Ugg boots and alcoholic tendencies who are all identical to one another and only speak to sorority girls and frat boys.

So my best friend is dead to me. She is a mean sleepy-time ruiner who forces awkwardness upon me and joins sororities if only to smite me. But I love her.

Why today was awesome: It snowed, and I swear, it's going to be the last time this school year. (You hear me, Ohio weather?)

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 8

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 31

Dorm Room Frustrations

So yesterday I talked about different "therapies" that I indulge in, but today I found out another one; I really like to rearrange my dorm room when I feel the need for change. The last time I did this it was easy because I re-did the entire room and  there was a specific place for everything. This time, however, I'm only re-doing my half of the room which is proving to be extremely trickier. I've decided that I'm waiting until tomorrow when I can clear the 3 furniture items in question of all their contents and play with the puzzle pieces to my heart's content.

Do forgive me for my short post, but it has been an extremely long day of sitting and unpacking and stressing. I am ready for spring.

Why today was awesome: I got tackled by a Kelsey and a Jason.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 29

Therapy

People have many ways of letting of stress or of re-directing their thoughts from bad things to happy things, and I've recently discovered all of mine. Most of the time I try to pretend that sitting around watching old TV shows on my computer is going to make a difference in my mood once I leave my room, but really all it does is make me want more TV when I'm not there. While it helps in the moment, it is neither satisfying nor long lasting.

Likewise, I've always known that music calms me if I'm playing the right songs, but that high, too, goes away as soon as the music stops. There is no real way to carry music in my head all the time without seeming rude or without dancing in places that dancing wouldn't be appropriate. And so music therapy because a night-time activity.

Recently, however, I've discovered how therapeutic it is to get something done with my hair. Whether it's a new cut or getting it dyed, a change in my hair is equal to a change in my attitude. I figured this out several months ago, and it's worked both times. Today I also found out how calming it is to have a gift card that I didn't pay for and to be able to go into a store and buy whatever I want with no fear of cost to myself.

So I'm going to be going back to school with a new haircut, my hair re-dyed, a new body pillow, makeup and headbands, some new shirts, and the big box of crayons. I don't feel completely better, but I feel like I have something to look forward to, and that's a start.

Why today was awesome: I'm finally going to see Tangled. It's a date with the best guy in my life, and one of the best girls.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 29

The Magic of Background Music

It has recently come to my attention just how amazing background music is. I'm not just talking in movies and TV shows (although that is a large part of it), but also in performances and even real life situations when you're faced with an event and a certain song pops into your head. All of these lyrical representations of moods and feelings have recently begun to make an impact in my life.

If you've ever seen an episode of Grey's Anatomy, then you know that at the end of every episode, a song plays while the final clips roll that sort of sum up the episode's theme. It's always a different song and sometimes I've heard it before, and sometimes I haven't, but it always brings about just the emotion that they are trying to portray be it hopeful or emotional or heavy... it just always manages to work. I don't know if there are teams of people who work every day just pouring over songs to stick them in TV shows and movies, but if there are, they are good at what they do, and if there aren't- Well then, whoever takes on that responsibility along with their other duties is virtually a super hero.

It's not only ending montages, but also the music that plays throughout an entire episode, movie, or show. Sometimes moments wouldn't be funny if there wasn't awkward sounding music playing behind it. You wouldn't realize that a pause was an awkward length, or you might not have realized that something humorous was just said because it was masked behind a serious tone. But music reveals all those hidden fault-lines.

I went to the circus today, and you knew when an act was supposed to make you want to hold your breath, or when you were supposed to view it as beautiful, or funny, or daring, or stupid... And you didn't know it by watching the show. You could have known how to feel just by listening to the music. The clowns have their stupid little horn medley that makes you want to laugh before you even see them tripping over each other, but the people who danced across the ceiling suspended by flowing strips of fabric were beautiful without even watching them because of their bone-chilling ballad.

I guess background music is always there, and it always does it's job, but it takes a lot of thinking and searching and closing your eyes to fully appreciate how magical it is. And it is magic.

Why today was awesome: I got to witness another form of magic. I got to watch sugar become heated and spun in a circle until it developed wispy fibers that stuck together and floated through the air like snow. They became stuck in my hair and they were sweet and delicious, and the ones that stayed in the machine became stuck to cones and shoved in bags. Yes, dear readers. I made cotton candy from scratch.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 29

Rough Few Days

Sitting at home being lazy and watching TV would sound like heaven to most stressed out college students, but the past few days have been torture for me. Despite how often it happens, I hate sitting around and doing nothing. On top of that I've had to deal with dramatic best friends, being constantly hungry, a headache I can't seem to shake, and the fact that I have the start of skin cancer growing in several different places on my torso. Yeah, life has been better.

So pretty much at some point in the next four months I'm going to have to start working out again due to over-eating now, I'm going to have needles and knives shoved into me to remove all the chunks of clustering cancer cells from my back and sides, and I'm going to have to try to look cute with a new haircut because it's spring and there's still time for good things to happen for me this year down at school. I've heard that spring quarter is magical, but so far it just feels pretty crappy.

I looked hot today and I couldn't even focus on it because I was too busy shaking and feeling sick to my stomach because there are some forms of news that you can never be prepared for, even when you think you are.

Why today was awesome: I got to be a part of Whitmer's player's circle again and Fido gave me a back massage. It was probably the last time my back will feel wonderful for quite some time.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 29

My Anatomy has Become Grey

Today I started watching Grey's Anatomy at season 1, episode 1. I am now addicted to Grey's Anatomy nearly ten episodes, one bag of chips, one container of dip, one muffin, one bottle of apple juice, and three cans of coke later.

I never usually watch medical shows because I get queasier than a spinning top with flu in the early stages of pregnancy, but for some reason this one intrigues me. It might be because of Patrick Dempsey, or it might be because of all the emerging love triangles, or it might even be because I'm slap happy and the background music makes me smile.

I'm gorged and I've been watching blood and insides for the past several hours and there's a thunderstorm outside, but I'm oddly content. I don't really have much else to say, but I'm really glad I've found a new guilty pleasure show.

Why today was awesome: I got to hear about my friend's trip to Africa with the gorillas, and it sounds so awesome. I hope I get a chance to go on the same trip someday.
RIP: Knut (2006-2011)

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 28

Procrastination Station.

Every morning when I wake up, the same thoughts cross my head. 

#1: Thank God for this day. I'm so glad I didn't wake up dead. That would have been unfortunate. Now I have to make something of the next 18 or so waking hours. Crap.

#2: Hopefully I did everything I was supposed to yesterday. If not, too late. 

#3: Do I have to get up?

#4: Why does cottage cheese taste so good? 

#5: My key is in my bathrobe pocket. I can't fool myself into thinking I've misplaced it again. 

And last, but by certainly no means least:

#6: I need to write my blog before midnight today. 

And it never fails that #6 never comes true. 

I get so caught up in the excitement of the day... Especially now during spring break when I can spend my time eating, napping, watching TV, cuddling with my pets, playing video games, reading.... There's really no time for me to blog. (That and I always think that I'm going to write it, but then something cool is going to happen that I'd wish I had the chance to write about because God-forbid I do two blogs in one day.) 

That being said, something inside of me really likes putting it off until times like this when it's 12:30 AM and my brain is slowly turning off and I have nothing better to do then ramble on about how I always do these things at 12:30 in the morning when my brain is slowly turning off. 

I like to think that this is an adequate excuse for my usually-lame blog posts, but I won't try to trick you into thinking it is. I'll let you form that opinion all on your own. (Don't worry, I have no idea what I just said either. I blame it on the midnight snack and the fact that my brain is slowly turning off... And this is the part where I flash a big, innocent looking grin to trick you into thinking that I've said something witty and/or cute.) 

Why today was awesome: I got to see my bestest guy friend, Matt. And he was wearing the same shirt that he wore the last time I saw him. I think it's his favorite. And I only point this out because he usually points out when I wear the same shirt for two consecutive times we hang out. So consider this payback,  mister. (For the record, I just really like that nerdy fox shirt, okay? Me nerdy fox, su plaid.) 

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 27

FRIDAY FRIDAY FUN FUN FUN FUN

I'm lazy. This will be short. Yesterday was Thursday. Today it is Friday. We we we so excited. We so excited. We gonna have a ball today. Tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday comes afterwards. Today all I did was make a PowerPoint about Ohio State that made me feel bad for how often I sit around doing nothing when I could be all over campus actually utilizing everything. Oh, and I ate some potatoes and watched some movies. Fun fun fun fun, looking forward to the weekend.

Why today was awesome: I sat around and did nothing all day, yet still put off this blog until bedtime which means it is crap... again. But I think it's cool that I was so lazy in Toledo instead of in Columbus. It's a nice change of scenery.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 26

Home Sweet Home

Well, spring break feels official now. I've arrived home and received hugs from both my brother and my puppy. I've already had a nice argument with my mom to make it feel like home again. Sometimes I think it's hard for her to accept that I'm starting to make my own life in another city when she's been used to controlling my every move for more than nineteen years.

In other news, there were girlscout cookies and my very own copy of Driving Lessons in my room when I got here, so that made me a very happy Ashley, and the cookies are sure to make my roommate a very happy Kelsey.

I already feel back to normal. I spent the evening editing pictures in Photoshop, watching Hunger Games fan films on YouTube, talking to Matt, and otherwise being lazy as I always am when I'm in this house. It almost makes a girl forget that she spent the morning being productive, washing dishes, packing bags, and doing actual chores.

The good news is that I have absolutely no plans for tomorrow. The bad news is that I have absolutely no plans for tomorrow. While I get to be lazy and eat all the food I can get my little hands on, nobody has shown that they love me yet. (Though I haven't really given Kayla much of an opportunity. I've only been home for a few hours.)

Why today was awesome: I didn't have to make my mind up which seat to take. I just sat in the back.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 26

Kiss Me, I'm an Irish Nerd

So, tomorrow (technically today) is St. Patty's Day. It's not really a highly celebrated holiday by me mostly because I wear green almost every day. I like this day, though, because everyone wears my favorite color, I get kissed because I have an Irish heritage, and it's an excuse to speak with an Irish accent.

But not only is it St. Patrick's Day, but it's also the start of Kiss a Nerd Month. I'm going to be getting double the love from every direction! It's also my last day on campus before I go home for spring break, so I'm going to go around and get lots of goodbye kisses me thinks.

However, it is almost 3:30 in the morning and I've spent the past couple hours sitting in my friend's room watching YouTube videos. It's time for me to crash so that I'll have the energy to finish packing tomorrow.

Why today was awesome: I curled up in a comfortable chair in the library and read half of Tristan and Isolde before dozing off and waking up to the Oval at sunset. It was magical. Oh, and Ethan was writing a paper the whole time and I didn't have any obligations, which was awesome.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 25

Everything is Klaine and Nothing Hurts

I've been in tears for about the past 6 hours straight. Tonight was a new episode of Glee and it was the happiest episode in the history of happy TV episodes since the series finale of LOST. I can't express my joy on so many levels.

#1: Not only is Darren Criss (one of my favorite men on the planet) on Glee, but he also has some of the greatest character development on the show.
#2: Pav might have died, but his soul will live forever.
#3: New Directions slushied the audience!
#4: Hell to the No!
#5: Rachel's bedazzled microphone.
#6: Trouty mouth Sam being his adorable self.
#7: Rachel putting a Loser "L" on Artie's head at Regionals.
#8: The exotic dancing nun of awesome!
#9: "Angry Quinn!"
#10: Arts and crafts time with Kurt!
#11: Starkid references!
#12: Will Schuster's facial expressions.
#13: Brittany's favorite song being "Headband".
#14: Puck's song to Lauren.
#15: The Jewish star.
#16: Rachel/Finn/Quinn and SO MUCH EMOTION.
#17: Will and Holly's phone conversation.
#18: The Warblers shipping Klaine.
#19: Hands, touching hands, reaching out, touching me, touching you.
#20: THE KISS TO END ALL KISSES THAT WILL MAKE ME FANGIRL FOR THE REST OF MY EXISTENCE THAT IS CURRENTLY THE BACKGROUND OF MY COMPUTER AND MY LIFE AND THAT COMPLETES ALL HOLES THAT WERE PREVIOUSLY IN MY HEART. THE KISS THAT I HAVE BEEN WAITING MONTHS FOR HAS FINALLY GOTTEN HERE AND MY CAPS LOCK IS NOW STUCK. AGAIN.

Oh look, I fixed it.

Edit: The Starkid references I'm talking about are the fact that Darren did the "Totally awesome!" hands during "Raise Your Glass", and the ending pose for that song looked oddly like the ending pose of "Get Back to Hogwarts". They might not have been intentional, but they can't be unseen.

Why today was awesome: I am officially on Spring Break!

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 25

Irrational but Well-Rounded

Today is Pi-Day, and I'm not quite sure if it was made as an excuse for math nerds to show off, or if it was made by people who barely get by in math simply as an excuse to eat pie. I don't know, and I don't care. All I know is that it's the one day a year when I get compliments on my Pi Day t-shirt and when I get to eat pie with lots and lots of whipped cream and when I get to describe myself to anyone who will listen as "irrational, but well-rounded". It's pretty much one of the best days of the year.

This year, however, I had exams on Pi Day. Unfortunate, right? Well, I hope they worked out in my favor. I was in a good mood, so maybe math helped me succeed in German and COMM. We'll see when I get my grades back.

I spent over seven hours sitting in bed today because I'm sick and I don't feel like moving. The only adventures that I braved were to go to the Union for dinner and to go down to the lobby for pie. Yep, I'm such a brave little soldier.

Why today was awesome: 3.14159265....

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 25

A Very Merry Un-Birthday to Me!

Today was March 13th, and March 13th is exactly 6 months away from September 13th, and September 13th happens to be my birthday. That's right, today was my half birthday. Things that made today special:

• Kelsey sang to me. It was a special birthday song, but the lyrics aren't exactly appropriate to post here in case my mom reads this. (Hi, Mom!) 
• Hannah came to visit me and we had lunch at Sloopy's and ate until we couldn't walk properly, but that didn't stop us from walking to the library so I could show her all of campus from the 11th floor. 
• I finished studying for COMM 200 and I'm not completely unconfident. 
• I was welcomed into the elite club of cool people at church. (Aka: I'm one of only like 4 or 5 who are capable of running the slide show projector thingy, and I'm pretty sure I'm the only girl.) 

It was a pretty good day as far as days go. I only hope that the next two don't kill me with all of their exam pressure. (Please be good to me Pi Day and Tuesday!)

Why today was awesome: It was daylight savings and I felt like a time-traveler as opposed to super tired!

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 6

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 24

Cop Out

I'm late, and I don't want to do this. As my cop-out, let me just say that the most interesting part of the day was right before daylight's savings when Kelsey and I were discussing what we could do with the hour of time that didn't actually exist. We were planning an imaginary murder with alibis that could be destroyed by the fact that an hour of time had disappeared from the planet. We may have sounded crazy, and our brains may have hurt, but it was probably the most intelligent we'd felt all day considering we'd both spent hours upon hours studying and feeling a lack of knowledge filling our skulls instead of the other way around.

Nothing else new to report. I got through 50% of my notes today, and I intend to get through 50% of them tomorrow.

Why today was awesome: Vince brought me tea and so my throat feels better.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 24

Nostalgia and Chocolate Pudding

Being sick sucks. I've had three almost all-nighters in a row, and I guess that kind of stress and exhaustion is bound to catch up with a person. I took a nap when I got back from class today, and when I woke up I had a pounding headache, a sore throat, and any sort of small physical activity pretty much knocked the wind out of me.

Luckily there were still noodles in the chicken noodle soup at the Union. Usually by the time 6:30 rolls around it's just broth, and I never want it. But given the state of my throat, I would have been up for anything, and it just so happened that there was a plethora of noodles in my bowl, which greatly increased my quality of life. However, after my soup was gone, my throat was still sore, so I made a facebook call for some hot tea. My friend Vince loves me because he's bringing me some tomorrow.

Until then I'm lounging around my dorm room in my bathrobe watching Lizzie McGuire with my roommate and eating chocolate pudding and sucking on peppermints and cough drops. It's not my ideal Friday night, but I've definitely had worse.

Why today was awesome: It was my last day of class for the quarter.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 24

Color Me Surprised

Well, I'm pretty sure I'm going to end up failing out of college. It doesn't matter how much I study or how hard I try, I'm just a naturally bad test taker and most of college so far has been based on tests. I get A's on all my papers and I study the material for what it's worth, but I always end up with C-'s or D's on the midterms and exams. There's been a few exceptions, but for the most part, my grades are lower than they've been in my entire life. I wish grades could be based on final papers like they were in high school...

I wish I could just jump right into graduate school where they'd throw several papers at me and I could be free to analyze, think, and write, without having to really worry about too many tests in the middle. Tests make me nervous and when I get nervous my brain doesn't function correctly. I wish it did, but it doesn't. This is why big lecture classes are difficult for me. I can't concentrate and then they expect me to retain everything enough to be able to pass a test on it. Yeah, no.

I guess this is just an angry rant, but it's past 3 in the morning, I'm stressed, I'm confused, and more than anything I just want to give up and run to my mommy's lap where she'll tell me the age-old lie that I can do whatever I set my mind to and I can be anything.

Why today was awesome: I took a nap.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 23

Lent?

So, I've been a Christian all my life, but I can't recall ever having participated in Lent. Sometimes I get a good idea, but I never go through with it. I'm bigger on New Year's resolutions which are theoretically supposed to be complete life changes as opposed to changes made with intent to revert back to original ways at the end of a 40-day period.

Don't get me wrong, I think Lent is great, but I can't imagine giving up something for 40 days that I wouldn't be willing to give up ultimately thereafter. I mean common, if  you're giving it up for Lent, it's either a bad habit or something that's not good for you or that you want to change about yourself, right? So make Lent last forever! If you want to exercise more for Lent, keep exercising for the rest of your life! If you want to give up chocolate, sure, give it up, but then stay off of it! I guess some things are harder to keep up with than others, but for the most part, Lent is an excuse to test the waters of a new diet or exercise program with an excuse to quit it once the 40 days are up and you've deemed it too difficult.

Gosh, I really love religious traditions, and I'm all for them in most cases, but this is just one that I've never been able to get into. If you're participating in Lent, I wish you all the best of luck, but I'll be keeping up with all my New Year's resolutions from the sidelines.

Why today was awesome: Good friends and great food.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 22

Angsty and Caffeinated

I have a final exam tomorrow afternoon that I am 100% not ready for. Why am I doing this blog right now then, you ask? I'll tell you. Because no matter how much I read the same useless information over and over, no more of it is going to sink into my brain. I'm fried and I'm tired yet I'm wired with enough caffeine to keep me up for a week because I'm going to attempt to stay up as late as possible reading this stuff just so I'll feel slightly okay about this exam when I sit down to take it.

I only have to get a C to get the required grade for the class, but it's still sort of a lot of pressure when I feel so un-confident about this whole thing. To top it all off, I have another exam on Thursday, so I think I'm going to have to skip Ash Wednesday service at church because I have a ton of reading to do for that one. A ton.

After next Tuesday, my life happiness is going to increase exponentially and my stress levels are going to decrease even faster. Please hurry, spring break!

Why today was awesome: Glee, my old RP site begging for my return, happy tears all over the place. :')

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 22

And it would seem as though the world hated me.

Exam week is next week, and I knew good and well that I'd have to spend a bit of time studying this week. However, what I didn't realize is that somehow my professors managed to go behind my back and I now have two exams this week. So much for leisurely studying. It's time to cram!

It wouldn't be so bad if it had been German or Stats that had made early exams, but of course, they're my communication classes which are the ones I struggle most in. Awesome. So it seems as though the only real breaks I'm going to be getting before Thursday night were to watch The Bachelor earlier tonight and then to watch Glee tomorrow... Oh, and Ash Wednesday service at church Wednesday (which I'll probably regret when I'm sitting down to take my exam on Thursday afternoon).

Why can't life just give me a break? If it's not stress about timing and scheduling it's stress about friends and if it's not stress about friends then it's stress about chores or money or the future or the room temperature or something else crazy. Thanks for the rude welcome, real world. I'll remember this in the future, and what goes around comes around. Beware my karma.

Why today was awesome: I finished my first of several papers for this week and I'm calling it a night.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 21

The Lazy Days are Here Again

Today, I spent more than 15/24 hours in my bed. Call me lazy if you will, but it was honestly one of the most relaxing days I've had all year. I had a tummy ache from Pokey sticks and a midnight run to Burritos Noches last night, so I was able to slip into a food-coma that lasted for around eleven hours. After I woke up, I managed to only get up to go pee and then grab some food before nestling right back into the covers.

I wouldn't say it was a total waste of a day, however, because I read for awhile and I organized all the files on my computer and I ate some pie... After I crawled out of bed, I even manged to make myself look completely cute before church. It was a day off of stress, obligations, and even social standards. It was just a day for me to ignore mirrors, horde food, and cuddle with some of the best stuffed animal friends that stores can manufacture.

This next week is probably going to suck a lot, but at least I ended the previous one on a mostly high note.

Why today was awesome: I got to make fun of Mean Girls 2, and it was really easy to do.

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 20

How could I forget?

I haven't been particularly busy lately, yet I've forgotten to post a blog two days in a row. Luckily there has been nothing too interesting to talk about, so I've spared you some boredom. You're welcome!

Interesting things I've realized lately:

• I've officially watched The Hangover far too many times this year. 
• Rain is only liquid sunshine, but I like it better when it solidifies. 
• Apple juice has more than one usage. 
• Computer cords are easy to trip on.
• The sound of forgiveness is screaming and then silence. 
• My roommate's favorite word is "meh". 
• Your mood can be reflected by the design on your toenails. 
• Keeping your door open helps increase cleanliness in your room. 

Why today was awesome: I BECAME BEST FRIENDS WITH MY ROOMMATE'S BOYFRIEND. We've hated each other for 6 or 7 months, and now we're buddies. :)

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 20

Musings of a Disney Guru

I will find my way. I can go the distance. I'll be there someday, if I can be strong. So, tell everybody I'm on my way, and I'm loving every step I take. With blue skies ahead, yes I'm on my way, and I can't keep this smile off my face. I want adventure in the great, wide, somewhere. I want it more than I can tell. And for once it might be grand to have someone understand... I want so much more than they've got planned. A new life is waiting, but danger is no stranger here. Time is racing toward us.

A dream is a wish your heart makes when  you're fast asleep. In dreams you will lose your heartache; whatever you wish for you keep. No matter how your heart is bleeding if you keeping on believing that when you wish upon a star, your dream comes true. And if it's Never Land you need, it's light will lead you there; beginnings are contagious there, they're always setting stages there. They're always turning pages there for you. But people I guess can't live like that, we all must pay a price; to be safe we lose our chance at ever knowing, what's around the river bend.

It seems like only yesterday, you were just a child at play. Now you're all grown up inside of me. Oh, how fast those moments flee... Life's a happy game. You could clown around forever. If only the world wouldn't get in the way. If only people would just let you play. Only love can enter here. I ask for nothing, I can get by. For I know so many less lucky than I; a simple life, they live in peace. There's far too much to take in here. More to find than can ever be found. Why is my reflection someone I don't know?

And a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be. Somehow I'll be strong.

Why today was awesome: I got Burritos with Brooke again! :)

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 19

Any Happy Little Thought?

It seems like at this point in history, the world is obsessed with being upset. What's wrong with being happy every now and then? It's not a crime to be happy with the way your life is going. No matter how wrong it feels to let loose and smile when there is devastation going on elsewhere in the world, it's really not a bad thing to do.

If you  have a computer and the capability of reading this, those are both two very great things to smile about. You're already beating over half the world's population. Congratulations!

I've just noticed recently that more and more people are becoming unhappy with their lives. And I'm talking about people who are in college, living in excellent dorm buildings with access to clean water, who have plenty of food, great friends, families who love them, excellent minds, and virtually everything going for them. All I want to know is what makes someone in that situation unhappy when there are people on the other side of the world who have to sleep outside and are battling war, starvation, dehydration, and no access to education who are seemingly content.

Perhaps I'm being naive, or perhaps I'm able to look outside of myself and see into other people's minds. Either way, both of those situations have reasons to be grateful for.

Why today was awesome: I did laundry and I finally have clean socks!

My year in numbers:

How Many Books I've Read: 5.5

How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 7

How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 19