Rest day for this chica. And good thing. I am bloody exhausted!
I decided (very spontaneously) last night to go out with my friends to the local bar that all the seniors go to on Thursday nights. I hadn’t been yet this semester (!) because I have three classes on Friday and always at least one of them had something important due or a big test. But today? Nada. I mean, I had work to do but nothing major and (my exact words): “I can afford to be a little brain dead this Friday. Who knows when it’ll happen again?”
And it was soooooo much fun. Totally out of character for me to go but it was awesome just to cut loose and dance. I’m definitely not a dancer — my “peeps” are Scandinavian, aka we don’t dance — but I was rockin’ out. Time just flew by and before I knew it, it was last call (which is pretty early but hey, it’s a college town in the middle of nowhere). I ended up in bed by 0200 and asleep by 0300. Definitely glad that I didn’t have to get up at 0600 for my run!
Another highlight of the night: Hot-Spanish-TA was there. And before anyone asks, I am too much of a middle school girl to do anything but stare. Seriously. I am lame. But I know he saw and recognized me because we did smile and acknowledge each other. Eeeeeeeek! Hopefully this is progress. omgiamsolame.
Lame also because I have the feeling that I’m going to crash and burn tonight. Even though I didn’t get up to run, I still had 3 classes, the first being at 0930. So I got about 5 hours of sleep. My body likes 9. Problem? Yes. So I will likely pass out wicked early unless I get a second wind, which you never know.
And lame because this is going to be a make-it-work weekend. Lots and lots to do! But the stuff I have to do is important and interesting which makes it okay. There’s absolutely nothing worse than busy work.
So, yeah, not much going on in my world today. Which is fine by me. Makes for a lame post. (And, while bamf was the word of the day a while ago, it seems that lame is today’s. And my favorite expression with lame? “Covered in lame sauce” which I tell my 11 year old sister that all the time, to which she just smirks and says that I am too haha!)
Just a random note (to imply that I’m not lame and because I noticed it this morning when getting dressed — although the fact that I was thinking about it may be lame haha): I am going through a period of dressing really really nicely. I mean, I definitely do show up to class in my gym clothes (prolly more times than I’d like to admit) BUT the days where I have the time to shower in the morning and/or are not doing a second workout/jazz class in the afternoon, I’ve been wearing my super nice clothes. Not, like, my nice professional clothes or anything but a step or two up from jeans and a t-shirt. It may or may not have to do with the fact that I never know when I’m going to run into Hot-Spanish-TA but hey, whatever
Check out this link which I found on a thread on RWOL. It creates anagrams of your name. Most of them come out kind of dirty haha. Here’s mine (with my full name, first, middle & last): LL ‘N’ HORNY ‘N’ MY YANK. Heh.
And yet another installment of The Facts of Life:
21. Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
22. My brother’s Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, “Cuz we beat you, and you hate us.” Classy, bro.
23. Whenever someone says “I’m not book smart, but I’m street smart”, all I hear is “I’m not real smart, but I’m imaginary smart”.
24. How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said?
25. I love the sense of camaraderie when a n entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers! [Such a Masshole thing to do! haha]