Soooo... ummmm...

I AM NEWLY EMPLOYED!!!! I HAVE A JOB!!!!!!

(The lovely Zac Hanson)

*Sings* "It's about tiiiiiiiiime...."

I will now have to try and rock the color yellow. Yellow...

I haven't blogged in a while. It wasn't for the lack of wanting to... my laptop just hated me. I think we are now on good terms again! 

I do believe my last official blog post was about going back to Morro Bay? (Not the middle finger one... lol)

Welllll, I've been to Morro Bay again since then. Yeah, my Mother loves it there... and yeah, I kinda do, too. This last trip was probably my favorite of the 3, so far. Better weather. Better routine. It wasn't all about the beach this time. Betterrrrr. haha! We went to the beach ONCE this trip... aaaand I didn't stay in the car this time. I'm tellin' ya, better weather. Not 'omg I want to take off all of my clothes and get sunburned' weather... but 'Omg I actually want to hang out on the beach' weather. Windy, but not enough to make a person's ears bleed... and warm enough to pull up your hoodie sleeves to your elbows. I helped my Mom look for sea shells and sand dollars this time around. It was actually pretty fun. We collected a lot... and I mean, A LOT!

Bad camera angle, because that thing was filled damn near to the top! While we were walking the beach looking at the water, the waves, and for shells/sand dollars, I had Anthem blasting (Hanson's new album) from my phone. That made it even more fun!!!! (Which I STILL have to write a review for that over on my other blog, btw.) That is such an empowering album. Which brings me to my next two pictures.

 I willingly went down to the dock. Yes, willingly.

My Mother always wants to go down there. I'm always like...

However, as soon as we got out of the car, I told her that I suddenly felt empowered. I walked straight down to the dock. I unwillingly walked down there on our previous trip and it freaked the living f*ck out of me. I couldn't quit shaking. Yeah, I have this fear of drowning... lol. This time, I was like, "f*ck it, I'm just going to do it." Boom. I was still a little cautious, but it was whatever. I mean, I was willing to take a picture. Let's get fired up! I'll stop with the Hanson references, I swear. Another boost in the butt also could have been the fact that that was our last night there. Who knows? But it was awesome. We watched yet another beautiful sunset... you won't find that kind of a setting where I live. That kind of stuff makes you NOT want to leave.

Mom wanted to back down to the dock once the sun went down... I was still feeling frisky (haha!), no, I'm still going to use the word empowered and willingly walked back down. She wanted to go further out by the water. Why not? We took some great pictures (after taking about 5,000 re-takes, we were down there for about 10 minutes... seemed longer, though lol)

THIS.

We were ALMOST at the edge of the dock. Seriously.

I think Rudolf Schenker would say that I "rocked my life"... haha!

And then there's this. Yeah, I'm pretty much the biggest dork you will ever meet. No shame.

Oh, and the "different routine" I mentioned earlier... we walked up and down Main Street and searched all of the thrift stores, antique stores, book stores, etc. 

 *NSYNC marionette dolls were inside an antique store. AN ANTIQUE STORE. What?! Justin's doll was $5 higher than the rest. 

 Same antique store. $12.50 a piece for these bad boys. I did not want to part with them. 

A different store. And yes, the big Troll on the right is wearing lingerie. Red and black lace.

Hmmm... what else? Oh, "Farm Kings" is back from a brief-season hiatus. Seriously, it came back for a 2nd season, for like 3 episodes... only to disappear again for nearly 5 or so weeks. That killed. Joe King also kills. He's making it so hard to watch that show. He's Mr. Bossman... I get it... but damn. 

I saw Hanson!!!! In Fresno!!! In a rather 'intimate setting'. It was amazing. Truly amazing. 

I love my IOMF sisters... and brother. haha! (I'm not elaborating, it's safer that way.)

I'm still playing Songpop... not as much as I used to, but I'm still playing. However, I think my newest app obsession is 4 Pics 1 Song.

I'm probably forgetting a lot of stuff, but that's okay... lol. 

OH! The new Pearl Jam song is AMAZING... and the new AFI song "I Hope You Suffer" is equally amazing. I can't wait for both of their new albums!!!!

One final thought: The next time I cross paths with a cute guy, I'm asking to see his I.D.

Hey.

 

That is all.

Ah, Morro Bay... we meet again...

And you are still cold and windy. Not as bad as last time, though... but still. Ya think ya can warm up a bit? We're leaving on Saturday.

Anyway, we've accepted the offer to stay in the 5th wheel for a few days. It's a nice place. It's a small place. However, I think I might die of motion sickness. Every time someone walks, it rocks from side to side. Lovely. It has a TV but it isn't hooked up, which is fine. I have my phone, and I brought two books and a word find. This is my first attempt at blogging from my phone... and it will probably be the last. The app for blogger is weak. Actually, it's terrible. Buuuut this place has no Wi-Fi, so this is my only option for blogging until I get home. Good times.

I pretty much have this place to myself, at the moment. My brother is asleep and mom is at the beach. She's getting her zen on. What should I do? Read? F*ck around on youtube? I haven't even touched Songpop today. Ha! Maybe I won't do anything... and find my zen.

Before I go, 3 things: 1) Some dude asked us if we spoke English. That's Fresno, for ya. 2) I didn't even look up once while passing through Cholame. 3) I have awesome friends. Mhm! I received these in the mail! I squealed rather loudly and almost had a semi-heart attack... that Jordan card. ZOMG.

(If the picture shows up on its side, that's not my fault. That's a blogspot app issue... one of its many issues.)

Is this thing on...?

Long time, no blogging. I know. But hopefully that will change. My laptop works when it wants to... and it's a pain in the ass trying to blog from my phone. Also, the last month and a half of school semesters are absolutely ridiculous... instructors try and cram everything in at the very end. Meh.

A lot of things have happened in my world since the last time I've blogged. 

I got a new phone... FINALLY!!! I am officially out of the Stone Age! I can finally use data and stuff... yes, I was in the Stone Age. 

That RIDICULOUS essay that was handed to us... the one that we were pretty much given two days to complete... yeah, that one. Well, I didn't get an F. I should've gotten an F. What is wrong with that instructor? 95%... and I'm still wondering HOW?! That paper was absolute rubbish... and it didn't even meet the proper page requirement. He wanted 5 full pages, and I gave him a little over 4 1/2... and the sources were shitty. I guess I'm just good like that? Ha! 

The final for that class wasn't as bad as we had anticipated. I haven't checked my final grade yet... and I don't think I'm going to. I don't really care, to be honest. 

My mind wasn't even on the frickin' final. My mind was somewhere else. My brain was pretty much in mush mode. Those eyes... and that smile. 30 seconds of sparks and electricity. Of course, it felt like time was standing still... it felt like it lasted for 5 minutes... lol. But yeah, it was probably only about 30 seconds. And then it was over. That was it. I guess I'm just supposed to forget about everything... and forget that homeboy even exists. 

I ended up passing my math class with an A++. 614/600. I was stunned. Hell, I'm still stunned. That last test? 100%. Again. Three 100% scores in a row. Mhm, stunned. 

So yeah, I've been on Summer break since May 14th... and I wanna go back. Yeah, I know. I actually wanted to go back on the 15th... ha. I would've been fine with a three week break, maybe a month... 3 months is too long. I'm not going to remember a damn thing when I go back. Also, things get to be quite boring. The only bright side: I get a bit more sleep.

Buuuuut I'm thankful for a break... and we went on a well-deserved vacation... even if it was only for 3 days. My mother's mother invited us to visit them in Morro Bay. That was good, I needed a distraction... to distract me from my other distraction. Ha! It kinda made it worse but I quickly got over it. Kinda. But it's all good. 

Anyway, my mother's mother and her man have a trailer thing there. They go there whenever they need a break (or whenever they have time off from work). They were able to rent the little studio apartment thing in their complex for us to stay in. The place was cute, it really was. I wouldn't mind living there... haha! "Ferris Bueller" and his pals were waiting for us... I knew that had to be a good sign. 

Morro Bay was cold and windy. Of course it was... it was the last week in May. It was cold and windy at every beach we went to.

The wind down at the Morro Bay beach was absolutely ridiculous. It almost knocked us over. It was so windy that it almost made me deaf. I'm not even kidding. If we would've stayed for maybe 10-15 minutes longer, my ears would've popped. My ears ached for awhile after we left. 

We drove around some more... and we noticed a little playground place with a wooden pirate ship. A PIRATE SHIP. We had to stop. I had to play. I repeat... A PIRATE SHIP.

 I AM A PIRATE!!!! ARRRRGGG!!!!

I also made some friends...

 

Yes, I'm silly... and I don't care.

 After we thawed out for a few hours... we all went to dinner. We went for pizza... now I remember why we haven't had Round Table in a while... they use waaaaay too much sauce. Just... ew. It was a nice, civil, dinner. I don't think we've ever had a nice, civil, anything with my mother's mother and any of her previous men? Okay, I know we haven't. Her boys always found some way to ruin everything. So, this makes 2 civil dinners with us and them. (The first was last "Thanksgiving".) This is still a new concept. I'm not sure what to make of this... but it's about damn time. 

After dinner we went back to that studio apartment thing... watched TV, listened to the iPod... played some SongPop. I should probably mention that I did not watch "Mr. Belvedere" once while were on "vacation"... it was weird.

The next day we went to San Luis Obispo to check out a record store called Boo Boo Records. Ummmm yeah... I flippin' LOVE that place. LOVE! They have vinyl for days... and good vinyl at that. Wasn't really impressed with their CD selection... but everything else in that store made up for it. Ramones bobbleheads, Jim Morrison bobbleheads, posters/shirts galore, Beatles toys/toy buses, music-related mugs/lunchboxes/bags/post cards, etc. Books... they had a Joan Jett book. Omg. Just... I love. 

I also wanted to check out Kwirkworld. I wanted to see if that store was still "quirky"... or if it had to turned into a pile of massive lameness like the one here in Fresno did. It's about half and half. I don't like the new direction in which that store is headed... they need to change the name. It isn't "Kwirkworld" when the inside looks like a Macy's-inspired clothing store.  Come on, now.

Oh, oh... Anthony randomly bought us all ice cream. Yeah, I know... no big deal. Buuuut it's kind of a big deal. My mother's mother has NEVER dated (or married) a guy like this. For some reason, she's always craved assholes... this guy is no asshole; he thinks about other people and not just himself. I'm still trying to take this all in...

After my moments of fun... we headed to a few beaches again. Beaches are my mother's moments of fun. Avila beach... was packed with people. I guess people figured that Pismo would be packed since it was the weekend before Memorial Day (they figured wrong, Pismo was practically a ghost beach. Ha!) I did not go and walk the pier... nor did my Brother. We value our lives... lol. We sat on the beach while the rest of our party walked that crap... I shudder even thinking about this. One of the food places there kept blasting Social Distortion... and I had no problem with that. They switched it to a few country songs but quickly went back to Social D. Good stuff.

 I am not impressed with Pismo or Pismo Beach. I'm probably in the minority... but I think it's overrated. After we were done with the beaches, we went to dinner. Hometown Buffet, this time... that is such a dangerous place. My plates always look so stupid... "normal" food on one plate and "kiddie" food on the other (pizza and fries)... haha! NO SHAME! And their ice cream is ridiculously good. Again, I say, dangerous.

We had fun in our living quarters on that second night. "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days" was on... Tapatio Doritos, chocolate brownies... adult beverages. I didn't go overboard with the beverages, I never do. I'm a lightweight. But someone sure had fun... and I have the pictures to prooove it... hahaha! It was hilarious and I loved it. Good times.

We left on Sunday afternoon... but before we left, we went to the Waterfront in Morro Bay where all the shops and food places are at. It was windy but it wasn't too cold... thank gawd. We were getting tired of the cold. 

Scorpions, Bathory, and Queen... we're a musically diverse family. 

So yeah, it was a good mini vacation. I think we all needed it. It went by super quick, though. Once we got there, it was already time to leave! We had fun. There was no drama, no screaming, no f*ckery... it was nice... and normal. We've never had a normal trip with my mother's mother and any of her men before. Again, I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. I repeat: IT'S ABOUT TIME.

The drive back to Fresno was less painful than the drive up there. The road we took to get there... yeah, we're never taking that route again. Talk about a trip! A bad, bad, trip. haha! My soundtrack for the drive back was pretty much the same one as the drive to: Zeppelin, Gin Blossoms, Hanson, The Doors... and my country music playlist. I was just in a weird mood. Weird enough to not want to stop in Cholame on the way home. We've stopped there once before and took pictures of the James Dean memorial thing... but I hate that place. It doesn't have a good vibe. It makes me sick, to be honest. "No, just keep going..." I didn't want to stop. I didn't need that distraction...

The Sharks forced a game 7 that night. I had hope. Then I remembered that game 7 was an away game for them... they had yet to win a game at the Staples Center... the Kings couldn't win at our barn, either. But it just so happened that the Kings had home ice advantage, so the Sharks were f*cked. The Sharks are now golfing... or doing whatever, but I can tell you one thing: they're not playing hockey in round 3 of the playoffs. The Kings beat the Sharks and advanced to round 3. Meh. Can't say I'm surprised... but it still crushed me. I would've been even more crushed (and even more pissed) but I had "Mr. Belvedere" going... that eased the pain.

What else is going on in my world? Hmmm... let me think. iTunes hates me but what else is new?

Oh, and I miss those eyes... and that smile. Actually, I miss that face. 
Yeah, yeah... hush.

What's with all the plaid?

Is today National Plaid Day or something?

I'm guilty of the plaid... but it was a spur of the moment decision this morning. Sir Cuteness also wore plaid (a darker shade of blue than my shirt) and the cute math guy wore plaid... as well as about 30 other people that I saw today. Totally random... or was it?! Dun, dun, dunnnn... it's all a conspiracy; we're all plotting to take over the world. 

World Lit was a bore, but what else is new? At least there were more than 9 people in class today... and/or it wasn't cancelled. My mind wasn't on World Lit, though. I was running a tad late this morning... but apparently, I had perfect timing! Brief interaction with Sir Cuteness FOR THE WIN!!! Have I mentioned that he was totally adorable? Well, he is. I can't help it... and apparently he can't help it, either. I love totally random moments. I really do. I know it's not going to go anywhere, but I'm liking the verbal interaction. That's all that matters, as far as I'm concerned. Constant smiling and eye contact just wasn't going to cut it. 

But yeah, back to boring World Lit. I think our instructors illness has gotten worse. He talks a lot lower/softer than he did before... and classes keep getting shorter. He handed out the prompt for our 2nd and last essay... all I can say is "Yikes!" A big, fat, yikes! He's letting us pick our own topic/junk to write about. Um, no? I'd rather him just tell us what to write. In English this time. He also handed out readings for the final couple of weeks... the readings end on May 7th. That's 11 days before the semester is supposed to end? Though he did mention something about printing out poetry... so maybe that'll last us until the final day? If not, my semester ends on May 7th, baby!

So yeah, the plaid thing was spur of the moment. I was going to wear one of my Def Leppard shirts... today is April 23rd... Steve Clark's 53rd birthday would have been today. Steve is (and will forever be) one of my favorites. I wear Leppard shirts on this day every year... but I couldn't today. I was already half way to becoming a wreck. I posted a pic on Facebook and changed my profile picture to a picture of Steve... that's all my heart could take. Normally, I would also jam to old school Leppard all day... I did that today, but not really by choice (at first). I did NOT want bawl like a baby in the library. I decided to put my iPod on shuffle (there's like 8100 songs on there?)... and the first song? "Gods of War" by Def Leppard. Geezus. Goosebumps central. And yeah, I bawled like a b*tch. Zero shame. Oh, and the next song after that? "Wasted" by Def Leppard... Steve wrote that song. From that moment on, I decided to just make it a full Leppard jam session. I had constant goosebumps for well over an hour... with tears in my eyes... people probably thought I was on something. Again, no shame. Steve Clark Forever!! ♥

Math class. I'm really going to miss these people. Well, not all of them... but I will miss about 7 of them. Just like last semester (in that case it was like 4? haha!). I don't know what it is, but I like the people in my math class more than I do the people in my English class... just like last semester (with the exception of 2 or 3 people). Probably because of a lot of the English majors in our classes have been stuck-up ass clowns. 

Math class ends (for the majority) on May 2nd... May 7th is the day where you can come in and check your final grade, as well as your grade for the last test (Ch. 6). If you've passed you can leave... if you're not at a passing grade, the final day is May 14th. Either way, we all get an early vacation. Yeeee!

OH! We took a hellacious test last Thursday and I totally thought I bombed it... 100%, yo!! Miraculous. Absolutely miraculous. Two 100% scores in a row. It's a miracle. 

The San Jose Sharks are an absolute buzzkill. Mhm. Not all the time... but a good majority of the time. I don't even think they've clinched a playoff spot yet? Tonight's their last home game of the regular season... and I believe they have another game or two on the road? Yeah, they better clinch a damn playoff spot.  

Songpop awaits.

*EDIT* (10PM) The San Jose Sharks are headed to the playoffs!!!!!! ♥ 

A peanut butter sandwich.

So.. um... 

I HAD LUNCH WITH THE CUTE GUY!

 The end.

Mhm. I'm serious, the Universe has been on my side this week. He got out of class a tad earlier than usual and had a bit more time to spare. I was sitting in the library about to eat my sandwich, when all of a sudden I hear: 

"A peanut butter sandwich tastes better when it's eaten outside..."

He gave me a look and motioned for me to come outside with him. "Lunch" only lasted about 10 minutes or so, but yeah... BOOM! Does a peanut butter sandwich really taste better when it's eaten outside? Heck yes.

He had to go and do his thing and I went back into the library and watched "Mr. Belvedere." I have an exciting life. Ha!

The math take-home test scores were posted today... 100% babyyy! My head wasn't on straight when I took that test. I took it the day before we returned from Spring Break... I still wasn't 100% better from that 2-week illness. I think it's safe to say that I have an 'A' in that class... miraculous.

The Sharks. Still on a winning streak. But most importantly....

WE HAVE SCOTT HANNAN BACK!!!!

YESSSSSS!!!!!!

I know people are saying he's no better than Douglas Murray... but he's Scott frickin' Hannan, and I've been wanting him back in a teal jersey for years. The Sharks also acquired Raffi Torres... that should be interesting...

I love this day.

I repeat: I love this day!!!

World Literature. I did not want to go this morning but I did anyway. (I'm feeling a lot better, btw. Having spent 99% of my Spring Break sick.)

He handed back the atrocious midterm. I was totally convinced that I had bombed it. I guess it was worth 50 points... I got a 39. 78%. However, he decided to grade on a curve, because "some people did really good and some people did really bad. Really bad." Yeah, we didn't want to see ours. My friend and I didn't do too bad... and with the curve, it's all good. The curve made it out of 46 points. 40-46 is an A... and so forth. So I got 39/46. Not too shabby. He was very kind to me on the brief essays. I should have scored a lot worse. 7/10 on the first and  8/10 on the other one. Ha!

The library. Oh, the library. Funny things happen in there. Mhm...

HE SPEAKS!!! 

Yep, cute boy speaks. He spoke to me. I didn't even recognize him. Honestly. He has short, spikey hair now.  Yeah. He went from looking like an 18 year old to looking like a 25 year old. How long were we on break for?? It's not that I forgot what he looked like... he just looks different all of a sudden. And he spoke to me. Ha! It took me a minute to figure out who he was. "What are you doing?" Random people who make small talk ask me that all of the time... but he never does. So I figured it was just some random guy killing some time. Then he looked at me and I couldn't help but silently squee. Like, whoa. I said I was watching Led Zeppelin, which I was... I have "The Song Remains the Same" on my iPod. He was like, "Oh, The Song Remains the Same?!?!" Marry me. He speaks Zeppelin. Marry.Me.Now. Ha! "Yep!" He nodded his head and said, "cool!" He looked at down at my iPod's screen for a few minutes, smiled, and then walked away. Um... what? The Universe is on my side today. For sure.

The Sharks. Last time I blogged, they had traded Murray. They've been on a winning streak since that trade. Go figure. They have since traded Handzus... and today, they traded...

CLOWE! They've traded Clowe! 

Bye-bye, Clown. 

This day has been amazing. Mhm!

SongPop awaits.  

 

"Tune in, groove on, bust out!"

Long time, no blogging. College will do that to ya... so will being sick. Ugh.

I've been lagging on my other blog too, but Blogspot hates me again, apparently. Whenever I go to blog about something in the music world, I always get an error message. I haven't tried in about a week, so I just might try again...

Anyway, I hate being sick. I've had an allergy-related sickness for just over a week now. I was over it on Wednesday, but died again on Thursday. Fun stuff. Spring Break started today, but mine actually started on Thursday around 4-ish! Who wants to be sick during Spring Break?! I sure as hell don't. Especially when you have a take-home math test and a bazillion pages to read for World Lit. Again, fun stuff.

SongPop has kept me company. I am totally addicted. I've been playing it for months and I'm still absolutely addicted. I've also found a way to challenge more than 20 users (I refuse to become a VIP member, still going the free route). Ha! Browse through your opponents list and challenge their opponents... I think I'm challenging around 35 people, now? Take that, SongPop! Username: LizzyLepp (anyone surprised?) if anyone wants to challenge me :)

The midterm I mentioned in my last post? Yeah, I pretty much failed that. That was the worst midterm I have ever seen. To top it off, we had a sub that day... so any questions we might've had, couldn't get answered. Lovely. Oh well... you win some, you lose some.

But yeah, the whole being sick thing has had me down. It's also been costing me sleep... but when do I ever get any sleep? I've been getting less sleep now. SongPop, Solitaire, and my iPod are seriously my best friends right now. However, today, I've experienced a turnaround. For the first time in a week, I found myself overcome with giddiness. Why? Well...

DAMON PAMPOLINA AND I ARE FACEBOOK FRIENDS. It's funny how the world works. As a child of the late 80s-mid 90s, these people are your celebrity crushes or "pretend boyfriends" (haha!)... and in the year 2010's, you're able to call them your Facebook friends. Yeah, yeah, "Facebook friends"... but he actually talks to people and "likes" peoples' posts/links/photos, etc. Chasen Hampton does the same thing... as does Albert (who goes by Jeune Pierre). The Skid Row guys are cool as hell too, when it comes to interacting with fans on social media sites. Same with Hanson. Kudos.

95% of you are probably thinking (or saying to yourself), who is Damon Pampolina? Who is Chasen Hampton? Albert? Only three of my all-time favorite mouseketeers from the late 80s-early 90s version of the Mickey Mouse Club! "The All-New Mickey Mouse Club"... later shortened to just "MMC" for the cool factor. They were also 3/5 of the pop band, "The Party" (5 of the oldest members from the 1st season of the Mickey Mouse Club were chosen to be in a pop band). I'll blog about The Party over at my music blog, at some point... I've been wanting to, but Blogspot won't let me.

 (Damon's on the far left, Chasen is next to him, Tiffini's in the middle, Deedee is next and Albert's on the far right)

But yeah, this is HUGE. The Party rocked my little world... and I still love them to this day. Chasen and Damon were my favorites. Chasen was my fashion idol... and he's a fellow ginger. GINGER POWER!!

From age 3 to about 6 (?) Jordan Knight (NKOTB), Chasen, and Damon were my main men. Mhm. My Mother let me help name my little brother (born in 1992, I was almost 6)... and I totally wanted to name him either Jordan, Damon, or Chase. She wouldn't let me give him the first name, so I got to choose the middle name. She shot down both Chase and Damon... but damn did I try!! Ha! I've had Chasen as a Facebook friend for about 4 years now? I was all giddy when he accepted my request as well... he's even left "happy birthday" posts on my wall; the same year Rick Allen from Def Leppard gave me a "happy birthday" tweet. I almost pissed my pants. Albert "Jeune Pierre" sent me a friend request last year... yeah, sent me a request. 

Now I have Damon on my list... Damon Pampolina's the bee's knees. Hahaha! Hey, The Party played an important role in my childhood. They are still important... I still jam to them all the time. And they've reunited (without Tiffini Hale *sad face*)... I am one giddy girl! I never got to see them in concert, I almost did, but the show was sold-out in minutes *massive sad face*. Maybe I'll get the chance now... and if not, I will still get NEW music from The Party. Yeeeee!!!!

*Fan girl mode has now been turned off* The San Jose Sharks have just been pitiful as of late. I mean, seriously. However, they kicked some ass tonight. (They got screwed out of a goal, but they still got the 2 points!) It's about friggin' time!!! 5-3 over Anaheim!! Yeeee!!! However (pt 2), they traded Douglas Murray earlier this afternoon. I know. They NEED to trade Clowe and Boyle... I'm sorry, but they're 'deadweight' as well. Clowe is nothing but a goon... and Boyle is only good when he wants to be... and apparently, he hardly ever wants to be good.

This is probably the most random blog post ever... but my head is only semi-right at the moment. haha! Hopefully it will be fully right soon! Send over some good vibes, please... I need to be healed.

SongPop awaits.

Things that make you go hmmm...

We got our papers back today... I didn't want mine back. I was so ashamed of that paper. I had no clue what my instructor wanted. The prompt for the paper made absolutely zero sense and it was tough to figure out. When we asked him what exactly it was that he wanted, he was brief and not very helpful... especially when he ended it with, "just do whatever." Just do whatever?!?! What if the "whatever" is wrong??? Ahhhh. We had about one week to do it. Yeah, a week. I'm used to instructors giving us anywhere from 2 1/2weeks to a month to do a paper. A week? For a paper like that? Yikes. Anyway, I was fully expecting an F. Or an F---. Yeah, a 40 or 50% would've done that paper justice... or at least in my eyes. I seriously had no clue.

He handed the papers back (which was pretty much all our class consisted of today, what a waste!)... 100/100. A.

WHAT?!?!?! HOW?!?!?! WHAT?!?!?!

That was seriously the worst paper I've ever written. I say that at least once a semester... but I seriously meant it this time. Seriously. I should also mention that I wrote the majority of it the day/night before it was due. Which isn't anything new... but I totally felt the pressure for this one. The sources were mediocre (but for this particular subject, there aren't many available online sources) and one source I used was a dictionary. I used the dictionary for a word/definition I already knew. Ha! I should probably mention that I haven't received 100% on a paper in a few semesters. The closest thing was a 97% last semester? 

My mind is still boggled. 

Next up? Midterm. On Thursday. Bring it. Briiiiiinggggg iiiiiiittttt.

Brown shirt. Khaki pants. Adorable. I've seen blue jeans and corduroys, but never khaki pants. Homeboy can rock them all. He could probably even rock a kilt. I'm not gonna lie, that could be hot. But yeah, Mr. Cuteness walked passed me as I was cracking up over "Mr. Belvedere." I bet that was real attractive. I'm pretty sure my face was bright red, fully equipped with tears streaming down my face. I couldn't help it. (The episode I was watching was an absolute mess. "Wesley" totally made that show. Well, the banter between "Wesley" and "Mr. Belvedere". Also, I love that "Heather" was obsessed with Duran Duran!) 

 Speaking of "Mr. Belvedere", I forgot how much I loved that show. I mean, I used to watch that show all the time when I was a kid... but it's been forever since I've watched it. Yet, I can still remember the plots for most of the episodes and I know what's going to happen next. Finding that show on "FamilyNet" last month was a real blessing... haha! And to think I found it by stalking Jason Bateman's TV schedule... haha! "Mr. Belvedere" popped up and I was like "WHAT?!?!?! WHAT CHANNEL?!?!?! TELL ME WE HAVE THAT CHANNEL?!?!?!" But that's not all... they have like every episode on Youtube... which are now on my iPod. So I can watch this lovely show whenever and wherever. Mwahahahaha!!!! Some things never change, I guess! 

Again, math sucks. Or at least the level I'm taking does. This chapter sucks. The previous started out a little rough, but I kicked its ass. Mhm. I finished the test in 13 minutes (a personal record, I think?) and scored a 97. Ha! The test was word-for-word/number-for-number of what the study guide was, but still. This next test is a take-home test, because it's so hard... lovely. Aaaaaand she's giving it to us over Spring Break... again, lovely. 

One thing that isn't lovely? The San Jose Sharks. They pretty much suck. I'm not one to sugarcoat. They're my team, and have been for about 13 years, now? But dude, they suck. I know they can't win them all... but they could if they tried. They're straight-up pitiful. It's becoming pathetic. They think they can just skate by and hopefully tie the game at the last minute and force OT... at least they'll get a point. WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. That's the wrong mentality. Getting a point is nice, but that's NOT the mentality you want. You don't want to be the team that has to constantly play catch-up. They need to get their act together...

AND NO, IT ISN'T MARLEAU'S FAULT. If anything, Marleau's been the only player keeping things afloat this "season"... if it weren't for him, they probably would've lost the first 7 games, as well. If the "fans" or the "media" are going to call out anyone, it should be Thornton, Couture, Clowe, and Boyle. Yeah, I said it.

Now, excuse me while I go play Songpop.