Cherry Jello

Staying in and hanging out is probably something I could do for the rest of my life. I usually have no urge to go out and about but occasionally I do and I'm not miserable when I do but if I had to choose, I'd probably like to stay in and just "chill." But it really all depends on the activity of the hanging out, like if I'm at home home and just my family is there? I want to get out. However, if I'm with friends then staying in, sitting around and talking makes me very very, and extra very for emphasis, content. Guess I'm just a hermity kind of girl

Velvet Cake & Cream Cheese Icing.

Isn't funny how just a few moments with someone can somehow make you smile non stop? I find it very funny and a pretty awesome feeling. I think every single person should be able to be influenced by another person's presence, in a good way. And isn't it funny that the saying, "expect the unexpected" is a very true one? I find it quite delightful when someone takes me by surprise by their presence and personality and how it collides with mine. But also isn't it strange how your personality changes with those of others? Or maybe that is just my personality. I feel like a personality chameleon. For example, if I am maybe intimidated or flustered by another person I try to mimic some of their tiny traits. Interesting how personalities work with one another.

Cheese Cubes

Well my Saturday night was complete success. Got my tattoo in a mere 2 and a half hours with a butt load of pain. It was so bad I considered this to be my last one, BUT not so sure after all, in about a month or so I will most likely want another. Now, onto today, of course I have to mention the Bear-Packer game! It's only going to be thee most epic game of the century. And I am so rooting for Da Bears. My father is a Bears fan, his father was a Bears fan, and probably his father's father as well, so it's only right that I follow in his footsteps. This weekend will be one for the history books.

Milk Inteded For Corn Pop's

Ah hump day, what a glorious realization that there are only 2 more days until the weekend. I feel like that is all my life is becoming, counting down the days until the 2 days I get to myself. It's such a cycle! Oy! Any who, I have been somewhat of a lazy sack about the whole third world country scenario. Maybe tonight around 10 I'll figure out what country I want to focus on, yes, 10 p.m. sounds about right. My day after classes has consisted of looking at tattoo's to get me in the mindset about my next one, numéro trois this one will be. I think it's true that they are addicting after your first one, for me anyway. Well, what an odd blog this one is, not much theme to it, but then again my brain is kind of a clustery mess.

Log Numero Uno.

Tuesday 1/11/11: To kick off the class Prof. McArdle could not work the projector in the fabulously designed room in the top-notch architecture building. He then made us choose our favorite book & movie and announce it to the class to become more comfortable with each other. He then critiqued our choices, some more than others, *cough TROY cough cough.* From what I recall, that was the gist of the class.

Thursday 1/13/11: Prof. McArdle had the projector up and running! 10 golden stars. We went over WP BallPoint for most of the class which was just riveting! However, in all honestly he gave some pretty dees (decent) points about writing, like something about exigence. Also he dropped a couple statements about his perfectly coiffed hair, and by a couple I mean several, and by several I mean A LOT.

Mint Chocolate Chip.

FYI: Titles consist of the current food in my fridge.

Now onto the important things. Like music. There isn't a day that goes by where music doesn't grace over my ears. I truly believe it saves your soul. It can make the worst day far better even if a certain person of the male gender didn't text you back, or if your cat of 5 years just got ran over by a Ford Explorer...'06. All I need to do is pop on my iTunes or 8tracks account and bada bing, bada boom, it's a glorious day!

Raspberries.

Such an average day today. Er, I wish people would dance to classes some days so it would make me feel less weird when I want to. It's Kid Cudi's fault for spewing out such super-duper awesome music, Up Up & Away gets me every time.