uh, uh, uh....nothing really.

I need to sign into all seventeen of my email accounts before they SHUT ME DOWN.

So...guess I'll be doing that tomorrow.

Homework:

I need to read. Law of Property and Real Estate Transactions. Ew.

Ew.
Ew.
Ew.
3 more weeks.
Now, to avoid strangling myself while in class...

Say cheese. ....Baking soda!?!

Goodnight :)

Happy Hunting!

I need new music!!!

I was listening to Pandora Radio in the car today and I realized that I need some new tunes. Whenever I get new music, I listen to it over and over again until I can't bear it anymore because I've overplayed it. Yep. So then, in three days, I need MORE new music. I just constantly need new music.

I'm an addict.
Don't look at me.
Look away.

Well anyway, I need new music. Itunes is expensive, and I feel the need to purchase music I like. (At some point, I'd decided that I was going to venture into the world of being a music artist, and I thought about how I would feel if people were stealing my music...) Zune has this thing, it costs $14.99 a month to download AS MANY songs as you want. Blah, Blah, Blah.
What's the catch?

The catch is that I have an iphone.
Zune is not Itunes.
That is "the catch."

Sooooo.....I wonder if I can have Zune software with an ipod. Hmm...maybe I can trick one of my friends into trying it first... ....

Haha.

Right.

MUSIC.
Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn Poulets. (that's chicken, in french)

Goodnight.

ATTACK.

Ok, so I've been avoiding my blog...like a bad friend. Not exactly like a real friend you avoid, but an acquaintance that wants to waste your time having you participate in events they host/do that you dislike. Yes, avoidation of my blog like a bad acquaintance. (Yep. avoid-ATION. I'm an English major. I can do these things.)

(Ha, ha. No, No, I can't.)

In the midst of the avoidation of this blog, I came upon the realization that: I NEED TO BLOG. I need to write (Type-whatever)! It makes me feel better when I do.

So, a lot is going on, mainly: brokeness. I swear everyone wants to hang out with you that NEVER had time before, now that you're broke. Yep (broke reasoning:), I am trying to relocate to an apartment, away from the house I currently inhabit. Yep. Maybe closer to school.

Definitely closer to school.
Possibly Biking distance from school.
You're not cool.
But ah, you are.

!

I finished Breaking Dawn. I have officially finished the Twilight series, all four books. Small: Yay! They were pretty good. They make you re-believe in love and destiny and all that.
I want love.

Pouts.

Seriously.
I really do. I want a really creative guy. Perhaps....

...random perhaps moment is over.

Enough Pouting.


Pump it up! It's like DDR.
(That's what we did. We pumped it....UP)

My eyes are getting heavy now....but do not fret my little ones, rest will not stop me from blogging...I am completely awake....NOT.

I need to do more than catch some Z's...

Goes to hunt down Zs...
(Camera pans out and we hear jumps of excitement; Zs are being caught all over.)

Un-friended.

So a little while ago, maybe a week, two weeks, someone un-friended me. It wasn't like there was this huge heated argument with hurtful words and fists or anything like that.

It was actually a rather small mild disagreement, one that you usually end up understanding by the end of the next conversation. So they decided to stop talking to me. I did not see this coming, although I should have.

I do need to be more perceptive about these things.

My friend, being the melodramatic person that they are, has acted this way before, quite a few times actually.

Back then, I cared.

We couldn't see eye to eye so they decided instead of talking to me directly about things, they would use indirect methods to communicate their disagreements. I would usually call, or write messages, or e-mails to communicate with them to find out what was wrong and to get things back to normal, pre-disagreement.

I do not like pacifistic behavior like this. There is a person at my work that tends to leave notes with overused amounts of exclamations points everywhere, and that cushions my foundation for quitting. I have learned that if you just tell someone, just sit down and talk, you can find out how much they care, and if they do, they will try accordingly.

Now, I don't care.
I mean, this is as much as I care, to blog about it, to close the subject.

I would not prefer a friend who gets agitated with me and decides to deal with it like this. I prefer supportive friends, and I have those. I have friends who would call me and help me just as sure as they would call to curse me out for something stupid I did. And they do. And I would do the same for them. I need my friends to be as close as siblings, I need to be able to share the good, the bad, and the ugly with them. I need friends who are a lot less emo.

I do believe that they wanted me to keep trying, to negate their choice.

I've decided to accept. I will not hound after grown people. That is valuable -guitar-practice and finish reading Eclipse and Blink- time. I have learned the difference from holding a grudge and learning from my mistakes, and I guess now is as good a time as any to put that information to use.

You live and you learn.

By the way, I finished New moon (yesterday) and am one-third through Eclipse. Then I'll read a few other books that I've read the first five pages of (including Blink). Then I think I will dabble into the world of F. Scott Fitzgerald; I need to catch up on my classics.