Thursday, October 18, 2012

My Blog didn't graduate High School

I know it seems somewhat disjointed. Calories now journalism? Posh! Well, I am in transition as a writer. It seems talking about starving myself got boring, and made people feel like I was trying to die. So now I'm talking about my life.

I always thought my family should have its own reality tv show, or a sitcom even. We're our own brand of weird, hilariousity. (Is that even a word?)

My little sister is currently a bookworm. But since she is five years younger than me, she is part of this let's-read-our-books-on-tablets generation. She has several apps that let her read books that aren't published yet. Sometimes she read them to me, or shows me chapters. Most of them are gramatically flawed, or stray off topic.

When I was younger, I read almost as much as I breathed. Now, I'm lucky to read my emails everyday. The last standardized test I took opened my eyes to how much reading comprehension is like a muscle. Mine has not seen the gym in some time now.

In reality, I'm just writing this post to avoid studying for my Econ test. But alas, I should probably study... or sleep. Sleep sounds good.

Sleeping ugly.

Why did no one tell me that planning a wedding, losing weight, going to school, and working would be difficult? Just kidding. They did tell me, but I'm stubborn and didn't listen.

Finally sent out the invitations for my wedding. It only took 2 months longer than I planned. I also learned that if you leave envelopes in the printer, someone WILL come along and print the periodic table on them, rendering them useless entirely.

Yesterday at work, a couple of young men asked me if I played Maden. Initially I thought about asking what that was, but I went for the really stupid blonde response. "No, but I play basketball." They stared at me for a couple seconds, then started laughing. "Do you play any video games?" "Do I look like I play video games?" Unfortunately they seemed to not know what to say to this, so I added that I play Soul Caliber (I don't.). "No you don't. Tell me what your character name is." At this point I gave up continuing the conversation. "Why? It's not like we would ever play each other. Have a nice day, gentlemen. Now if you'll excuse me I need to fill the straw bin."

Studying late tonight for an Econ exam tomorrow. This might take a couple cups of coffee and/or hot chocolate w/mini marshmellows. I really hope I understand this, and just don't THINK I understand, because THAT would be disappointing.

Anyways, goodnight all! Happy Friday-eve:)