Yadda, yadda, yadda.

I have no idea what compels me to blog so incessantly, especially lately, but here it is, almost eleven thirty on a Sunday night, and I'm at it again.

Today I got butterflies a little, for the first time in months.
I must admit, it was actually somewhat pleasant.
Much better than I remember them.
As far as I remember, they were pesky little buggars.
But when I got them earlier, they weren't as annoying as they were inconvenient.
[Especially when I get a bomb like THAT dropped on me.]

I'm still sick.
And I'm going to the doctor on the way to work in the morning.
I'm really dreading classes because we're having midterms soon, and I hate exams.
I managed a 94% on my MIS exam, but I'm beating myself up because I should've gotten 100%.

I'm currently watching Utah lose to Portland.
Memo is out, and Fesenko and Korver are in;; they're down by fifteen at the end of the 2nd.

I went to a baseball game today! And we actually won the game!
We lost our season opener yesterday to a college from New York, but won today.
Going to the game was a big deal because I went with my parents when I was a kid.
I even got nachos, like I did when it was my cousins' games I was going to in Sanford.
Oh, it brought back so many memories of the past; baseball games were commonplace.
It was refreshing to go out with my parents and do something we haven't done in fifteen years.


Anyway.
That's enough of me rambling.




Goodnight!

xx

I am blogging because it is late.

I just watched a very profound movie, and now my brain won't slow down or shut off.
I'm sick, tired, stressed, frustrated;
All I really want to do is sleep.
And what can't I do?
Sleep.

So, today, I plan on continuing my Benicio marathon before the baseball season opener.
And Sunday (tomorrow,) I think I'm going to the second baseball game.
I really wished that I liked baseball.
But it brings back memories.
Good memories.
Memories of when I was still a little kid.
Memories of times where my biggest mistake was cutting my own hair.
Or the time when I covered my dad's father's lamp with lick-and-stick stamps.

(This is definitely not helping the brain-shutdown process I was hoping to initiate.)

More medicine for me, and then hopefully I'll be off to Dreamland.
(....or some other land with fantastical fantasies that keep me content.)

And here's a bit of a note to self: tell the people you love that you love them.
Sometimes things tend to elude me, and that is one of them.
If any of you are reading, I love you.
I really mean it.

xx

This time

I'm blogging because I'm in a bad mood.


"Why?" you ask?
Well, here it is;;
School is driving me insane.
I feel completely isolated from everyone else.
The only thing keeping me remotely sane is my family.
And, I feel like everything I thought was coming together is really just f a l l i n g  a p a r t.


On a slightly less disheartening note;
I've been watching a lot of basketball and a lot of Heroes.
I won't credit them with my sanity, however, because I obsess ever so slightly....


Hm. What's new with Jen....
I cleaned Louis Vuitton and King Leonidas today yesterday.
I got dirty looks while I did it, but it seems they found it in their hearts to forgive me already.
I guess cleaning my baby Gaga is next on the list, but her tank wasn't dirty just yet, so I put it off, aha.


Its in the fifties here in sunshiney Florida.
I must say, I appreciate the weather we're having.
If it were in the seventies already (in February) I might go mad.
I mean, if it's seventy in the "winter," I don't want to imagine how hot summers will be.

The chilly weather is not only refreshing, its also a motivator.
Once I get out into the cool weather, its like a wake up call; its....invigorating.

I know my mother is going crazy with this.
("We live in Florida for a reason, it isn't supposed to be cold!")


Ooh, just remembered that I need to redo my FAFSA.
Looks that's something to save as the project for next weekend.
Of course, next weekend will be busy with my ANTI-Valentines Day festivities.
And my oldest nephew turns FIVE on Wednesday, so we might do something for his birthday.

Anyway.
I guess that's enough rambling.
I should get some rest; I've got a long day ahead of me and not enough time to sleep.

xx