Went to Maryland this past weekend. Chesapeake Bay is beautiful.Despite the Maryland hype, I have never eaten a crab cake or crab in general, nor do I desire to.
Dyed my hair, full of summer. Life is odd.
Remaining options of 2008
1. Go to the West to visit old uni friend who enjoys gossiping behind my back.
2. Attempt to make sense of online college courses, and empty out all my bank savings.
3. Continue drowing out reality, through an ever growing fascination of listening to indie musical artists.
I take it back, apparently many do still currently update the universe with personal details of their lives.
And also, apparently I am a "yawnfest"
D Very amusing.
Brace yourself for more boredom.
1. I have absolutely no idea whom I will vote for this upcoming election. Maybe I will not vote... (Of course I will, but I enjoy such obnoxious statements, because all my elders will scold me).
Hilary is a liar. Obama is an inexperienced newbie. McCain is married to an extremely young woman for his age (I cannot seem to shake that creepy old man vibe from him).
I love when people try and convert you to their political beliefs. I especially love it because I am one of the most stubborn people you will ever meet, but I love hearing opinions (though I often shut them down). Mind you, I make these statements, yet I do know what all these politicians stand for, and I am considering them all. I just like to stir up.
2. Some sort of strange metamorphis takes place once you turn 20, and people often feel the need to express their views to you. I am certain I have a sign above my head which reads "Go on, tell me what you think of me".
3. Queen. Queen.Queen.Queen.It is all about Queen. Greatest hits cd.
4. You're attractive, and you should know it. I hope you feel awkward now.
Does any person ever write, or excuse me, "blog" about their life these days?
No I will not respond to your greetings, as you rush off in a hurry.
Why is everyone constantly in a rush? Yes, the world will truly END if you do not meet your idiot deadlines and appointments.
A Tale:
There once was a woman who loved a man. He would act very pleasant and cheerful all the time, yet not have any real meaningful conversations of depth with her. Apparently a smile and a standard rushed greeting was sufficient to his taste. The woman decided to blatantly disregard the man, and ignore his existence.
The end.
I'm screwed...I still believe in the classic old time standard roles of men and women. Women (such as I) should be able to live in bliss, as men go to all measures to prove their love for them. It is a brilliant concept...and highly naive I suppose.
Your loss.
Oh, look at you blog.co.uk, looking sharp with the new layout...
Today I turned 22, hoorah (but not really). Everyone tells me I am officially old and its all downhill from here on.
Oh well, it has been a rather nice day regardless. And now i'm off to ignore this blog for the next couple months
Yes. It is Independence Day. Why is part of me mildly humored that half the cookouts will be drenched within the hour?
My new job is demanding in a different aspect. Though this week was claimed to be off for the holiday, I find myself going to the office several times and will likewise be there tomorrow bright and early.
Right.
the latest:
1. My nephew is quite the character. He will be 5 months tomorrow.
2. Township police have been in big brother mode as of late, and I despise this.
3. You don't like someone, you don't have to pretend to be their friend. Bluntness over hypocrisy any day.
4. I will be 22 next month. The end is near.
In the early hours of this Friday morning, my boss gave me the task of accompanying her to a charity event...
which was to be held at my old school.
Needless to say, I was not too thrilled to return there. A few teachers approached me and reminisced with me about the old days. But the best part of my morning was having my old wicked math teacher give me a speech.
I must provide a background for this. The woman majored in math, but had no teacher qualifications whatsoever, and thus it very much showed in her teaching style. For a whole year I had her as an awful teacher, and quite often joined the band of others who thought of new inventive pranks to play on her. Wonderful use of time, yes I know.
Anyways, on the day of my graduation, which was 4 years ago, she gave me a speech as I was leaving, and told me about how she once had the same hopes I had, same outlook as me, and she was excited for her future. BUT dreams don't always come true, and you don't always get what you want, so sometimes it is best to get over yourself.
This is the speech she gave me as I left. And of course, I looked at her as if she was absolutely mad. Perhaps one of the most unmotivational speeches of my life,ha.
Anyways, so she approached me today, and asked what had become of me these years. And of course, I smirked and told her of that which had become of me, that which I hope to do, and how times are often rough, but that should never stop you from pursuing that which you desire. I then reminded her of the speech she gave me, and how happy I was that I never let go of my pursuits. And yes, that shut her up a great deal.
All of this lengthy post to say...I love the fact that no matter how many people try to kick you down, you ultimately can always go forward. It is extremely cliche to say,but very true, and if I would have listened to all the critics before...I would wind up as a 41 year old math teacher who delights in harsh realism.
The older you get, the less you give a damn.
It is brilliant