Kenny Bloggins.
So, I guess I'm jumping back on the LiveJournal bandwagon along with Mrs. Bernard Suguitan. I've been reading famous people's blogs for weeks now (mainly John Mayer's and Diablo Cody's) and they are effing hilarious, especially Diablo Cody's. She is my girl crush of the moment. Her writing abilities and wit make me seethe with jealousy, but it has also inspired me to start writing again. Isn't it sad that I went to school for journalism and I find myself writing less now than I did in high school? It's like college killed my creative energy. Good job, college. Jerk.
New things in my life:
-Well, this isn't new, but I'm still a professional news regurgitator at VMS. Whoopee.
-I'm living in a new pad with an awesome chica and her crazy neurotic cat.
-I've been considering grad school, but I'm still horrified of making a huge time and money commitment only to be disappointed once again (I'm obviously bitter about my undergrad experience). That and I'm not completely sure what I would get my Master's in. Damn my indecisiveness. Argh.
-I finally got tatted up a week ago (just a simple little ode to grammy)
-I've lost about 40 pounds over the last year, and I'm fucking HOTTTTT! Hahaha, I can't help but boast a little. I'm fitting into all the clothes I wore pre-sophomore year of college and it really is the most exciting thing ever. I was asking Bobby Z. the other day why he never told me I was a Fatty McFatface and he stammered a bit. It's amazing what you can be oblivious to while everyone around you takes notice. In a weird way, though, I don't regret gaining all that weight. I see it now as kind of a sociological experiment of sorts. It has really made me take heed of how much stock people put into looks. I went from being invisible to being noticed again, and it really has a huge effect on how you view yourself and other people. I'm still working all that out I guess.
-I'm debating (I'm about 90 percent sure I'm going) on taking the plunge and trippin' to Cyprus either in May or September. I've been telling Bob Z. I'm on my way for a while, and I need to follow through. It'll be my first trip out of the States and I'm stoked, but I'm also worried about the financial situation. I'll have no savings safety net if I go, and I'm not going to alleviate any of my insurmountable credit card debt either. So, fuck. That's a daily dilemma.
-Oh yeah, and I'm psuedo sort-of seeing somebody-ish. And it's nice. I'm scared to say too much about that in fears of jinxing (sp?) myself. It's still too early, but there is something there.
And I'm done. That felt good.
Now for some Simpsons and sleep.
New things in my life:
-Well, this isn't new, but I'm still a professional news regurgitator at VMS. Whoopee.
-I'm living in a new pad with an awesome chica and her crazy neurotic cat.
-I've been considering grad school, but I'm still horrified of making a huge time and money commitment only to be disappointed once again (I'm obviously bitter about my undergrad experience). That and I'm not completely sure what I would get my Master's in. Damn my indecisiveness. Argh.
-I finally got tatted up a week ago (just a simple little ode to grammy)
-I've lost about 40 pounds over the last year, and I'm fucking HOTTTTT! Hahaha, I can't help but boast a little. I'm fitting into all the clothes I wore pre-sophomore year of college and it really is the most exciting thing ever. I was asking Bobby Z. the other day why he never told me I was a Fatty McFatface and he stammered a bit. It's amazing what you can be oblivious to while everyone around you takes notice. In a weird way, though, I don't regret gaining all that weight. I see it now as kind of a sociological experiment of sorts. It has really made me take heed of how much stock people put into looks. I went from being invisible to being noticed again, and it really has a huge effect on how you view yourself and other people. I'm still working all that out I guess.
-I'm debating (I'm about 90 percent sure I'm going) on taking the plunge and trippin' to Cyprus either in May or September. I've been telling Bob Z. I'm on my way for a while, and I need to follow through. It'll be my first trip out of the States and I'm stoked, but I'm also worried about the financial situation. I'll have no savings safety net if I go, and I'm not going to alleviate any of my insurmountable credit card debt either. So, fuck. That's a daily dilemma.
-Oh yeah, and I'm psuedo sort-of seeing somebody-ish. And it's nice. I'm scared to say too much about that in fears of jinxing (sp?) myself. It's still too early, but there is something there.
And I'm done. That felt good.
Now for some Simpsons and sleep.