a real blog? aka. ranting...nah.

these last few weeks have been pretty crazy.  2 exams within 2 days does not make for stress-free living.  and of course you have to drop everything else for those 2 exams, and then the entire week after is spent trying to catch up on what you got behind in, and then you are behind again when more exams come around so you have to drop everything again to study for your new exams....
it's a vicious cycle.
 
while i was not living stress-free, i kept seeing/hearing all these crazy/annoying/ridiculous things.  and i was going to go on this big rant about all of them and Finally become a real blog, because you know real blogs always rant about stuff and get all political and are really controversial because they may or may not be politically correct.  which makes things exciting. 
but then i decided that. this isn't really a ranty blog.  and i'm not a very ranty person.
hahahahahahahahahaha
did you believe me?

well, it really isn't a ranty blog - maybe a bit here and there.  but i think it's Much more satisfying to rant in person.  so if you ever need more detail on something that i barely mention - feel free to give me a little jingle for a serious debate.  and by serious i mean not so serious, and probably slighly hilarious and fun?  i'm always up for a debate.  i always used to win them in 8th grade science class.  everyone always wanted to be on my team when we had to debate whether solar power or nuclear power or wind power (is that what it's called?) was the most efficient and reasonable.  solar power all the way, baby!  that was just what my group was assigned to.  if we were assigned to nuclear power, it totally would have won, hands down. 
cool.

well, here are the things that i have seen/heard/experienced that are completely ridiculous these past few weeks...

#1 ridiculousness:  ignorant people.  and by people i mean person.  and by person i mean freshman.

the past 3 theatre lectures i've been to, i've ended up sitting near the same kid.  i like to call him 'birthday boy'.
as soon as i first heard him talk, "ew, freshmen..." popped into my head.  ok, maybe not as soon as i heard him talk, because this is a kid who never shuts up.  commentary all throughout the lecture, whether you want to hear it or not.  and no one does...  as soon as what he was saying broke through my best attempts to ignore him, it popped into my head.  and when that happened, this is what i heard: 

...ya, and i was looking through the syllabus for this class, and it says that our first exam is on tuesday, october 14th, and obviously the 14th is a thursday.  all i have to say is that he better give the exam on tuesday, which is the 12th, because wednesday is my birthday and i plan on getting wasted, and if i have to come to an exam and be all hungover - well, that's just not acceptable.  actually.  i'm gonna go talk to him and tell him to move it to tuesday if it is actually on thursday.  and if he won't move it, i'll just tell him he owes me a drink for my birthday.  wouldn't that be awesome? if he was like buying me drinks on my birthday?!  but he better move the test to tuesday.  that's all i'm gonna say.

birthday boy is utterly clueless.  'that's all i'm gonna say'...
#2 ridiculousness:  clothes.  fashion, or the lack thereof...

i was at safeway the other night, and i kept crossing paths with two other girls.  one of the girls had shorty shorts (i know they're called that for a reason, but really.) on that were so short they barely covered half of her butt cheeks.  it was one of those morbid fascination instances:  you want so desperately to look away but you just can't, because you are floored.  and i was.  floored.  and not in a good way. 
but after probably 3 run-ins with miss cheeky, i managed to avoid her and her friend the rest of my shopping trip.  and i put it out of my mind.
then the other day, i was walking to the library for a serious organic chemistry (barf) ((hahahaha...barf)) for a serious ochem study session and, of course, i got caught in a sea of kids switching classes.  and the inevitable (?) happened.  or should i say, the ironic happened?  never mind, it's irrelevant.  i got caught behind miss cheeky's cheeky twins!  a completely different girl (i assume) with Jean Shorts that her butt was hanging out of.  what's the point?  might as well go in your underwear if you really want people to notice you that bad.

#3 ridiculousness:  house cleanliness.

my house/flat/apartment/hovel/
shanty/den/slum/burrow/
abode/habitation/homestead/
pad/residence/flophouse/castle

don't you love thesauruses?  thesaurusi? thesauri?  irrelevant.  i do.  and that's not even half of the words that came up for house.  awesome, eh? 

anyways.  not the point. 
my flat doesn't know how to stay clean.  it's not me, i swear!  i'm like the cleaning lady:  always cleaning and cleaning (ok, maybe once a week)  but i never know where the mess comes from and i am Definitely not the one making it. 
it's irritating.  i wish that when i put something away (like i always do hahahahah) it would just stay there.

#4 ridiculousness:  amnesia?

or something.  i've put off blogging for so long that i can't even remember what i was going to rant about, and then not rant about. 

the other night i was at a dinner party (don't i sound all grown up and sophisticated??  i was the youngest one there, and everyone could totally tell...) well i was at a dinner party and when i was leaving i saw this 'instant excuse' ball, like an 8 ball, but with excuses instead.  so i shook it and asked it why my homework wouldn't be done that night (it was, don't worry).  the answer it gave me was 'amnesia'.  it made me laugh...

those are my toes and jerod's shoes.  jerod is the one who had the dinner party.