So Close (NaBloPoMo #24)

6 more days, although it has been interesting and kind of nice blogging everyday for a month, I probably should have chosen a different month. I'm pretty sure I originally though having a ton of stuff going on would help me but that hast really been the case. Really, having all the other stuff to do has made me put off blogging until the end of the day where I crank out a nonsense Blog just to check it off my list. I'm thinking about doing this again in the summer so I hopefully can actually write somewhat meaningful blogs. Although even if I do that I can imagine not wanting to do anything since it's summer and putting it off till the end of the day and having them end up just like they are now . . . I will think about it.

Easter (NaBloPoMo #23)

It's the day before Easter and all through the house,
there's not a egg to be hidden not even for the mouse.
The baskets are tucked in the closet back there,
in hopes, no one will notice how they lay bare.
The teens are doing their own things unaware,
that the magic of Easter cant be found anywhere.

I feel very disillusioned. No, I did not just find out that the Easter Bunny is not real. Tomorrow when I wake up there wont be any eggs hidden in all the usual places. I know that I'm 18 and I'm getting too old for things like egg hunts but I still feel sad that I wont be able to make fun of my parents for not being original in where they hid the eggs, or search the house frantically for that last egg that we are just told has money instead of candy in it, or find that egg with money that we never found the year before. This Christmas we wont be able to laugh about the egg we find when we are redecorating. I guess the hunt isn't what I will miss, it's the memories that come with it . . .

A Little Bit Longer (NaBloPoMo #22)

I feel a little bit like a retard, seeing as I'm 18 and naming this after a Jonas Brothers song, but I'm wearing a JB shirt and I just saw them on a commercial so I'm calling it good. :-) There is actually a point to this other than that I am a too old JB fan.
I cant wait until school is over. I'm even almost waiting for the recital to just be done with, almost. I know this is going to sound stupid and its gonna get my hopes smashed when nothing happens but I feel like something is supposed to happen this summer and I'm anxious to find out what it is, if it is anything. I'm just so ready for it to be summer! Just a little bit longer ;-)

In The Wind (NaBloPoMo #21)

I love the wind. I love sitting and feeling the world move around me. I know, at least then that I don't have to be moving with it and I'm not getting left behind. In everyday life I feel like I'm being left behind, like my personal wind isn't strong enough . . . I'm just not having a good day.

Oh, Don't Worry I Already Feel Stupid . . . (NaBloPoMo #20)

You would think that if someone was constantly ridiculed for their choice in degree field that they would refrain from telling someone else that their degree is pointless. Right? Well apparently, Kim didn't get that memo since almost every time we talk about classes and degrees she is telling me that I'm not going to get anywhere with a degree in Social and Behavioral Science and that its basically Psychology so why didn't I just go for a psych degree. This is not what I want to hear when I don't even know what I'm planning to do when I graduate.

You would also think that if you were just talking about being teased for you degree choice that your last thought would be to make fun of someone else's but that too is apparently only common sense in my brain.

I'm so tired of being wrong! I can't wait to move out.

Stress! (NaBloPoMo #19)

Stress is starting to build up! It doesn't help your last few weeks of school, when everything is due at the same time, when your family apparently doesn't give a crap about you or your time. Yes I realize that people think that All I do with my life is play around and write stuff that does absolutely nothing for me but that is only because I know, if someone comes into my room, I will get nothing productive done so i switch to something else.

Today for example, I was just starting to watch a video that I needed to answer questions on when Kim walks in trying to find something to do while she takes a break from her homework. She asks me what I'm doing and I tell her I'm doing school. Now, if this had happened the other way around I would have left because, it's school, no one wants to do it in the first place so once you are doing it you just want to get it over with. But, no. Kim sits down on my bed and proceeds to tell me the list of school work that she has gotten done and still needs to do and how stressed she is. Seriously? You think I am not stressed too? I have more finals than you do and I have projects and things on top of that.

I realize that she has a lot of papers and things due super soon and I sympathize and i feel bad and I try to listen patiently while she complains. But I feel like if I do that for you I should get at least half of that in return even if you think you are more stressed out than me!

Of course I am probably wrong, I usually am on these things, and if I brought it up it would just end up being a fight about who is the most stressed which would get us nowhere. I honestly cannot wait until I can move out. I have basically made up my mind that I am going to start applying for a second job next semester. I want to be left alone.

Whoosh! (NaBloPoMo #18)

I feel bad for my poor puppy. She does not like the wind at all and it has been pretty windy lately. :-( Well, it's not so much that she doesn't like the wind, its that she doesn't like the smells that come with the wind. She's a jumpy dog in the first place so smelling something scary on the wind sends her running for the door and keeps her inside except for the mandatory potty breaks.

Also unfortunately for her I love the wind. So windy day combined with really nice temperature outside equals me sitting outside reading while Zoe watches me from the kitchen door. It was so pitiful, especially since I knew that if it hadn't been windy i would have been playing with her outside, not watching her watch me.

Poor baby.

In other news, my ballet class needs to be revamped. It is the only class that my girls do not take correction in, and they are all the same girls for all three, ballet tap and jazz. I don't understand it!

I will have to try to fix that for next year.