It's the day after my birthday. June 6th, 2011.
I'm awake at 9 A.M. but more or less I've been up for the past 2 hours-ish. Slept semi-well considering I had only just gone to sleep a few hours previous.
My name isn't important, but today I am officially 22. I'm well aware that yesterday was my birthday, but today is the beginning of what some would call: "The rest of my life." And it really does feel like it. I'm still sitting at my computer thinking of all the things I have to do, and even though I may have many many things on my mind... The very least I have to realize is that today will be a good day. Why?
Because.
I woke up this morning to a pounding sensation in my chest. I had answered a phone call from my mom in my dream moments earlier and suddenly... I had a missed call from my mom 6 minutes previous. As Inception worthy as anything else that I could ever think about... From there I thought out all the things in my day that I should stop procrastinating over.
*sigh*
My birthday was full of homework, non-productivity, pizza and sleep. Yep that in a line summarizes what my day was mostly like. I didn't really do anything useful for society, I didn't do much usefulness for myself (well finishing my homework was pretty good I guess), and yeah I didn't note any plans from the previous year that I had accomplished. So all in all nothing more of that.
I also started systematically deleting a portion of people off of my facebook because they never talk to me and didn't even bother wishing a happy birthday. Childish maybe but if they did the same to me, ah well.
But enough of the procrastination. I forsee a hot shower for myself before getting out into the humidity and grabbing my mail and then laundry and other what nots.
Au Revoir mi amore.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Another Years Past
Because the 5th is my birthday and I post at midnight because I am a dork. Best wishes to myself. And with any luck a job by the end of summer! Now to remind myself not to procrastinate anymore because procrastination.
Also for future reference. Spinach-Alfredo Pizza with Olives is quite kick ass because it is. AND don't get the mouthwash colored soda. Because it's just a bad life choice.
And LAUNDRY :P Because being an adult means you do your own laundry! And it's responsible and stuff like that.
Also for future reference. Spinach-Alfredo Pizza with Olives is quite kick ass because it is. AND don't get the mouthwash colored soda. Because it's just a bad life choice.
And LAUNDRY :P Because being an adult means you do your own laundry! And it's responsible and stuff like that.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Of Shattered Wine Bottles
and stuff that needs being done...
It's a lonely Friday morning here in Tallahassee and I'm sitting at the front desk of my residence hall and rather than doing things that could be considered productive... I'm blogging and listening to the new Owl City album.
I probably shouldn't have to mention it but Owl City is amazing... As Wikipedia described them, Adam creates "electropop." Whatever that means :P
Anyway I've got shit due today, and I really do need to get around to actually doing them. It's 2 days before my birthday and I'm contemplating exactly what I'll do for myself this year. I neither have bazillions of dollars nor any means of rounding up all of my friends from around the country... Hell most of my friends aren't even town.
And so in a long line of not so amazing birthdays since I've entered college, I forsee this one to be relatively meh also. Undoubtedly it'll have it's share of wine, maybe some other refreshments and possibly just on the side a small amount of delicious savories.
As for the title of this entry, I shattered a bottle of wine last night. So as the story goes I had this lovely bottle of white zinfandel in my fridge. Nothing really amazing, just something to help pass the time. And as I was in a mood that required feeding, I ended up going into said fridge and raiding it for this bag of Jalapeno Cheddar bagels I had previously gotten from Sam's Club. Well anyway as it would stand my wine shelf in the fridge is the lowest shelf on the door. And yep *SHATTER*. 10 minutes of cleaning up blush wines off the floor and there's still shards of glass everywhere. *ugh* Another 5 minutes of tedious gentle tapping with a paper towel and I eventually cleaned up the mess.
Sometime this morning I WILL finish all of my random homework assignments and what not, but that's not a guarantee of course. Until I realize that of course I haven't noted the fact that all of these said assignments are due TODAY... Yay. So yeah I'll blog for a bit longer, charge my phone and get myself a bottle of water and Then start my assignments.
It's a lonely Friday morning here in Tallahassee and I'm sitting at the front desk of my residence hall and rather than doing things that could be considered productive... I'm blogging and listening to the new Owl City album.
I probably shouldn't have to mention it but Owl City is amazing... As Wikipedia described them, Adam creates "electropop." Whatever that means :P
Anyway I've got shit due today, and I really do need to get around to actually doing them. It's 2 days before my birthday and I'm contemplating exactly what I'll do for myself this year. I neither have bazillions of dollars nor any means of rounding up all of my friends from around the country... Hell most of my friends aren't even town.
And so in a long line of not so amazing birthdays since I've entered college, I forsee this one to be relatively meh also. Undoubtedly it'll have it's share of wine, maybe some other refreshments and possibly just on the side a small amount of delicious savories.
As for the title of this entry, I shattered a bottle of wine last night. So as the story goes I had this lovely bottle of white zinfandel in my fridge. Nothing really amazing, just something to help pass the time. And as I was in a mood that required feeding, I ended up going into said fridge and raiding it for this bag of Jalapeno Cheddar bagels I had previously gotten from Sam's Club. Well anyway as it would stand my wine shelf in the fridge is the lowest shelf on the door. And yep *SHATTER*. 10 minutes of cleaning up blush wines off the floor and there's still shards of glass everywhere. *ugh* Another 5 minutes of tedious gentle tapping with a paper towel and I eventually cleaned up the mess.
Sometime this morning I WILL finish all of my random homework assignments and what not, but that's not a guarantee of course. Until I realize that of course I haven't noted the fact that all of these said assignments are due TODAY... Yay. So yeah I'll blog for a bit longer, charge my phone and get myself a bottle of water and Then start my assignments.
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