I am a MORON
So today as I was sitting in my white cell taking a break from studying, I started to peruse the internet.
And I had a revelation:
Someone needs to give me a huge punch upside the head or knock out one of my teeth.
WHAT THE HELL AM I COMPLAINING ABOUT ALL THE TIME. I am one of the luckiest girls I know, and all I can do is sit, sulk, and say shit. So. That's not the beginning of a New Year's resolution. Just a reminder to me that I'm going to a great school, I've got a family who care about what's going to happen to me tomorrow, and the fact that I'm actually here is amazing. But the weather is still pretty humid, and I will NOT stop complaining about that. I hate walking home and feeling as if I'm stepped out of the shower.
I studied today. And I updated yesterday, so really, this is unscheduled, and I don't have anything interesting to say here. Besides for that, it would be interesting to see what habits I picked up from college (well, besides for the incessant complaining, the drug usage, and the exorbitant amount of sex I have every Friday morning). Let's see...
1. I clean the toilet regularly. Quite regularly.
2. I do not clean my hair regularly at all. You can't really tell, but I can.
3. I put all my papers and books on the ground when I'm using them.
4. I no longer study on the ground as often as I used to in high school.
5. I read blogs of people I don't know every day in the same order at the same time.
6. I go downstairs sometime between 11PM-1AM to use a brand! new! shiny! runny machine. Some people upstairs decide they need to practice guitar at these times. I don't. And it actually doesn't do anything for me, but I'll still go. Why I am stubbornly coated in a few extra layers of dressing is still a frustrating phenomenon, but who cares.
7. I don't iron anymore.
Anyway, this was basically just to say that it's taken me a school year to realize that I've got nothing to complain about. Except for the weather. I know people I can complain to about haywire bodily function, smelly people, and bad food, but why would I need to complain all the blessed time? Shut up Adrianne. That's enough.
And I had a revelation:
Someone needs to give me a huge punch upside the head or knock out one of my teeth.
WHAT THE HELL AM I COMPLAINING ABOUT ALL THE TIME. I am one of the luckiest girls I know, and all I can do is sit, sulk, and say shit. So. That's not the beginning of a New Year's resolution. Just a reminder to me that I'm going to a great school, I've got a family who care about what's going to happen to me tomorrow, and the fact that I'm actually here is amazing. But the weather is still pretty humid, and I will NOT stop complaining about that. I hate walking home and feeling as if I'm stepped out of the shower.
I studied today. And I updated yesterday, so really, this is unscheduled, and I don't have anything interesting to say here. Besides for that, it would be interesting to see what habits I picked up from college (well, besides for the incessant complaining, the drug usage, and the exorbitant amount of sex I have every Friday morning). Let's see...
1. I clean the toilet regularly. Quite regularly.
2. I do not clean my hair regularly at all. You can't really tell, but I can.
3. I put all my papers and books on the ground when I'm using them.
4. I no longer study on the ground as often as I used to in high school.
5. I read blogs of people I don't know every day in the same order at the same time.
6. I go downstairs sometime between 11PM-1AM to use a brand! new! shiny! runny machine. Some people upstairs decide they need to practice guitar at these times. I don't. And it actually doesn't do anything for me, but I'll still go. Why I am stubbornly coated in a few extra layers of dressing is still a frustrating phenomenon, but who cares.
7. I don't iron anymore.
Anyway, this was basically just to say that it's taken me a school year to realize that I've got nothing to complain about. Except for the weather. I know people I can complain to about haywire bodily function, smelly people, and bad food, but why would I need to complain all the blessed time? Shut up Adrianne. That's enough.