I supposed you can say I am somewhat sensitive to smells. More specifically to strong and/or excessive amounts of perfume and cologne. This can be somewhat demonstrated in my post about what I like to call the Geico caveman phenomenon.

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I was cursed with a large head. One of the many unfortunate genes I inherited from my dad. Apparently, having evil hair wasn’t enough. My dad likes to tell me that having a large skull is to house a large brain. I like my theory that I just have a very thick skull better.

Unfortunately, I love hats and I can’t wear most hats (that aren’t baseball caps or something with some sort of stretch to them at least) because of the largeness of my skull. Even if I go for the guy hats, they are still too small. Oh, what the hell?! There is also the problem of finding a hat that fits, but it looks too small for my head and therefore looks silly. Oh, c’mon. I find a hat that actually fits and I still can wear it.

So far, the only hats I have found to fit my heads are knitted berets and the one newsboy cap I miraculously found.


August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009

August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009

I’m pretty sure everyone that hasn’t lived under a rock knows that Michael Jackson died from cardiac arrest.

It is indeed a sad day with Farrah Fawcett dead too. I find it a little sad that her death was upstaged in a way by Jackson’s. She was a pop culture icon too, but I guess people would relate more easily with music than they would with Charlie’s Angels. And since she did die of cancer, the public had some time to condition and prepare themselves. While, in the case for Jackson, it was more sudden since obviously you can’t predict things like cardiac arrest — let alone be prepared for them.

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There is a bridge not to far from my house. It is an essential bridge since it is the quickest way to get to the other side of town. It has been under construction for nearly two years. It’s not a spectacular bridge or anything special. It’s just a simple two-lane bridge that goes over an interstate.

I feel as if idiots are the ones working on the bridge. Because they felt that since it is such a vital bridge, they are building each half at a time, instead of just knocking the entire thing down like most bridge reconstructions. This is probably the reason why such a small bridge is taking two years.

The construction workers have knocked out the power in that area and neighborhood five times. Yes, they are very special.

Getting to the other side of town is a hassle now. Basically, the traffic lights on both ends of the bridge dictate which side gets to go on said bridge now that it’s only one lane. Waiting to have your turn on the bridge is on average fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes to get onto a bridge. And it’s even worse during rush hour.

Why is it that the giant bridge in the town where I go to school only took about seven months, while this tiny one in comparison is taking nearly two years. That bridge goes over a body of water, and this only goes over an interstate. I’m failing to see the logic in this one.


I apologize for my absence, but I felt that there was either nothing blog entry worthy or not enough time to write up anything worth telling. To update anyone, I have a summer job in retail. If anyone is familiar with The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series, then I kinda feel like Tibby in the first book. The fluorescent lighting slowly sucks my soul dry and the interesting customers feast on the remains.

Continue reading ‘Life in retail AKA things I have learned at my new summer job’


I probably have the lamest allergy ever, because 1) it’s a fickle allergy and I’m only allergic to certain kinds, 2) the actual thing I’m allergic to is the lamest thing to be allergic to.

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Title is pretty self-explanatory. All of the amusing quotes and whatnot that have been said by various people and I from fall semester to now. No names will be specified of the person (unless necessary) saying the quote and it’s more fun trying to figure out who said what.

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Monday:

  • History presentation.
  • Proceeded to spent 5.5 hours in the library working on another presentation. Most likely scared some of the library cafe patrons with my twitchy-ness and being a zombie.

Tuesday:

  • 20 minute presentation in a class of 100 something students at 8 AM. For someone who lacks much public speaking skills, it’s pretty damn terrifying. And well, it’s 8 frikkin’ AM!
  • Powered through an entire paper in an hour and 40 minutes.
  • Spend 3 hours in the library on the same presentation the night before.

Wednesday (today):

  • Will most likely spend many hours in the library tonight working on my research paper of doom.

Thursday:

  • Presentation. Hopefully. I need to get it done and over with.
  • More hours working on said paper of doom.

Friday:

  • A day to veg out and not work on paper of doom for once. Hey, I deserve a break!

Is school over yet? I would like my life and sleep back now. Being a zombie isn’t fun.


I had a long day yesterday. I was awake for 18 hours (7 AM – 1 AM). I spent a majority of those hours in a very unstocked smoothie shop and painful classes. Needless to say, my brain felt very dead by the time I got back to my dorm room.

You would think I would be able to sleep like a rock after all of that. Apparently not. 

Why? Because the girls across the hall woke me up at 3 AM, by being obnoxiously loud. Loud enough to be heard from their closed door and mine. I was contemplating dragging myself out of bed and throwing something at them, since I have an 8 AM class that I need to be somewhat conscious for. Thankfully, someone told them to shut up… unfortunately, I could STILL hear them since they were only slightly less obnoxious.

I couldn’t be bothered to drag myself out of bed and didn’t fall back to sleep until around 4 AM. All this time, my roommate did not appear to be affected by this. Grrrrrr.

I’m going to need to live off of caffeine in order to survive today.


For the purposes of employers and whatnot finding about this post, people’s names have been changed and other stuff have been altered to save my neck.

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