Almost done.

The Facebook drought is almost over.

I can feel the blood beginning to pump back into my veins...the familiar rush as I anticipate logging in and seeing all those notifications...

NOT.

I probably really haven't gotten that many, in all actuality of reality of syncopasity.

I don't know what else to talk about.

I'm seriously at a loss for words.

I don't think that's ever happened to me.

Well. Maybe once. And it was at the Grand Canyon.

I choked on a piece of gum.

Day 16, 1:57 a.m. Eastern Time-Facebook whispers my name...

Okay. I miss Facebook. It's official. I had this weird obsession with spending hours looking at pictures of people that I hardly knew. And now that I watch my friends from afar doing said creepy activity, I'm just itching to get back on. 


But it's all in my head...right?


I don't REALLY need to respond to the seemingly endless wall-posts that I imagine are clogging my notifications. Right?


I don't need to check those important messages about that event that I might not even go to but I'll check 'maybe" anyway because I'm wishy washy...........right?




....Right......


Enough about Facebook.


I've decided that the laundry room in Moore Hall is the perfect place to relax. I love washing machines.


I have also realized I have this superfluous fear of treadmills. I have aptly named this fear, "Tread-Dread". I ran on one in the Rec Center tonight and the whole time I was sweating. Not from the workout......(I only had it on about level 5.5. I can just hear you judging me. Don't) but from the constant fear that I was going to be distracted for one second or slow down and it would be all over. I've fallen on a treadmill before. It might surprise you to know that you can't stop running on a treadmill. I found that out the hard way. (Again with the judging...)


While we're on the subject of things I've learned:


All-nighters aren't much of a reality for me anymore. I'm getting old.


Never tell an Architect his letter "P" is looking a little crooked. Did you know they spend hours on those letters...? Whoops.


Free stuff and coupons are awesome. That goes for anyone at any stage in life.


I got a new phone cover for my phone. It looks like a Transformer (not exactly something I've learned...but I just thought you should know) 


Some people just are on a NOT-need-to-know-basis. Find this out before you tell them anything. I'm over it.

When they say "poor college students", they MEAN IT.


Goodnight.

Facebook withdrawals...

Yes I changed my blog. Don't freak out, because it will probably be different in about a month or so anyway.

Hey mom. Yes I'm awake at 12:36 a.m. But it's okay because I don't have class in the morning.

Do you ever just wake up and not like yourself? I seriously woke up today not liking myself. I don't like that I just go through life expecting things to be handed to me. I'm a selfish person. But, by God's grace. That has been my motto for the week.

Because here's the deal. I need a job. But I can't just keep thinking I'm gonna get one very easily. There are so many other qualified people out there that want the same thing I do. So I gotta knock 'em dead, kid. Gotta get after it. Gotta sock 'em!

..."Sock 'em?" I don't even know what I'm saying right now.

I have been officially Reganed.

Guess who has two thumbs and just saw Brian Regan live?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


This gal.


Jealous?


It was inexplicably indescribably AWESOME! As I've mentioned one too many times to mention, I want to be a comedian when I don't grow up. So this hits the ticket.


I don't think that's right...


Hits the nail on the head? At any rate. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. So it was good.


There are slogans out there that have false advertising all up in here. 


Like the Always brand. "Have a happy period". Wow. Not enough words to describe how false this is. The words "happy" and "period" do not even belong in the same sentence. The same universe. I bet it was a male that came up with this saying. 


"Spangles, it just tastes better." Compared to what? Better than what? I need a chart. When I walk into Spangles, I want to see a statistical chart that shows what Spangles is better than. Every restaurant. 


"Wheaties: The breakfast of Champions!" .....is there an ingredient I'm missing? Because one day I was eating Wheaties (a rare occasion. I was always more of a Frosted Flakes fan) and I looked at the ingredients. I didn't see any notes about Steroids or muscle-influencing supplements. Joke. But really. After I ate them I went back to bed. So does that imply that I must be a Champion BEFORE I can eat the Wheaties? Is there a Wheaties osmosis that has to occur? Or do I become a Champion by eating said cereal? I just want to be a champion.