Its November guys. How did this happen? Okay okay…I know. It is still technically October. At least for the next 8 hours. But seriously, how can it possibly be November? I feel like I just started the first semester of my senior year and now its almost over (no complaints here).
Family vacation Day 1 Hour 10: Mom and I have ﬁnally convinced dad to suffer through a country music station just long enough that we may enjoy a reprieve from “play that funky music white boy” and an inordinate amount of Styx and Queen songs.
Did you know that it has been two months since I’ve formulated any kind of post or funny anecdote for your reading pleasure? Yes, it has been exactly 65 days, 12 hours, 36 minutes and 11 seconds since my last post! Okay well…the timing may not be exact. I might be off by a second or two! But never mind that, let’s get back to my prolonged absence. Would you believe me if I said I was kidnapped and held hostage by a posse of large, portly goblins…only to escape and begin a two month adventure with thirteen dwarves? No?! Me either…sounds like the plot to a movie…
Hello one and all! I greet you today with a short message. You guys are smart. Your intelligence far surpasses my own. How you may ask? Because like the title of this post suggests…Oklahoma girl had a dressing room mishap. I know you good people wouldn’t get yourselves into such a situation. I, on the other hand, seem to be having embarrassing mishaps right and left.
That moment when you realize you have Project ADD, better known as PADD for short. Yes…that’s it. I have an undiagnosed attention-deficit disorder. Did you know that…oh hey, look over there! Ahem, okay just kidding with that last sentence there. But seriously, I need help. I am not right. Maybe it could be I’m just overly enthusiastic about my new ideas that I leave the old ones at the wayside? hmm…that may be it!
Someone please inform my professors that I am unable to attend class today due to severe illness. I am highly depressed that I have to leave my project unfinished for hours on end. In fact, it is down right just wrong. It should be mandatory that I stay home and finish my project. And I should be reprimanded for abandoning it for school….by being made to stay home to work on projects until I am thoroughly exhausted (or I run out of wood stain…whichever comes first).
Nursing school has commenced yet again. Another grueling round of late nights, stress-induced headaches, and eyes that look so sleep-deprived, one would swear you’ve just been given a once over by Muhammad Ali. But without pain there is little triumph, yes? Please say yes! Because it is only the first week back and I look like hell. Arg.