There isn't much that can make a Monday worthwhile.
I had a really awkward encounter today. I could have made it less awkward by handling it differently but I didn't which just made it all the more humorous.
I use this brand of mechanical pencils that squeak when I write, so I've resulted to using pens in class because the squeaking not only bothers me but everyone around me as well. Honestly, who likes a squeaky pencil?
I have this weird obsession with popping my toes. It's not that it feels that great, it just sounds really satisfying.
I really hate Utah tap water. It tastes rusty. And from this growing hate I've developed a love for drinking water from water bottles of which I ran out yesterday...walmart run? =)
I sometimes wish procrastination did not exist. There really isn't a way it couldn't exist but how much nicer would life be if I didn't put everything off until the last minute? Dang...I should work on that...maybe later...
I hate that I get so dizzy when I spin around. I miss things like spinny rides and rolling down hills. Even flips on the trampoline. I can barely do anything without getting dizzy. I honestly thought I would never get that way but here I sit. I actually have a thing of Bonine that helps with it. So if I ever want to go to a theme park, I can at least go on the roller coasters.
Living with an apartment full of art majors had made me realize that I really do suck at art. Unless I have a camera in my hand. Otherwise, I'm hopeless. One of my roommates had a project she had to do for her art class that included some blind contours of people. I'd never done blind contours before, so I gave it a shot. Ha. So much fun. My roommates and I stayed up night after night just laughing while we drew each other. I have a huge stack of pictures of myself drawn by other people. They make me laugh.
Sometimes I'm annoying on purpose. I couldn't explain why but I am. For example, last night at ward prayer I was wearing my new boots and I was sitting with some of my guy friends. Every...oh..ten seconds I would whisper to them, "hey guys, I have cool boots!" I think they got annoyed pretty fast, but I was relentless. I kept it up for about an hour. =) If it didn't make them laugh, at least I did.
Today in child development we talked about cliques and crowds that develop during adolescence. Listening to people talk about the crowds that existed in their high schools made me laugh. "There were the stoner choir kids. All they did was get high." "At my school we had 'tweeners'. They were those kids that bounced from clique to clique and it didn't matter, because they were just that cool." "Emo is a big one right now. They just cut themselves. They're all about being emotional. You can't talk to them, because they take everything the wrong way." Honestly? I hate cliques and crowds. I tried hard to make friends with numerous crowds in high school which made high school all the more enjoyable. Not only did I find out what kind of people were more interesting than others, I made so many friends. Cliques I can understand because we naturally have those close friends that we do most things with and hang out with more than others but the whole crowd thing still seems a bit ridiculous. The jocks, the nerds, the preps, the plastics, the sexually active band geeks. Who wants to be labeled?
Well, I better wrap this up...(refer to paragraph 6 about procrastination)
Until next time...
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