I know, I know.

I just keep talking that blah, blah, blah.
(and by that, I mean I ramble aimlessly about things that other people don't care about.)


I Twit entirely too much.
I've been trying to cut back.
I can't say it's working very well.
I keep getting close to 1000 Twits....
At which point I go back and delete some irrelevant ones.
And I created an entirely different account for my basketball shenanigans.
That way, people who don't care about it aren't bothered by my angry/excited/etc rants.


Spring break is over in....ten hours. I have to be awake in....eighteen hours. And I have my first class back in....about twenty-four. I'll get home, bitchy, cranky, and exhausted in about twenty-eight.
I won't lie to you, break has been delightful, and I wouldn't be against skipping tomorrow, however, I just did the math, and I pay over 120$ per class, whether I'm there or not, and that would be $240 down the hole.
And, because my Grammar and Linguistics teacher has missed two days already, and I missed one day with two classes, I'm already down $480. Awesome.

You know what the worst part is?
I'm dropping all this money on college, and I have no idea what I want to do with my life.
None. Not a single idea, whatsoever. I'm just hoping this stupid business degree lands me a decent job. And by decent, I mean one that pays the bills and doesn't leave me wanting to kill myself every day after work.
And on top of that, I don't even have friends on campus. I know and talk to TWO people (and by that, I mean they friended me on Facebook) out of all four of my classes.
Last semester, I managed to make two friends in my classes, and one is back in Jersey this semester and the other isn't in any of my classes.
In the wonderful words of the precious Peter Klaven, I need to get some f*cking friends.


I was thinking about Alice in Wonderland again this morning as I was cleaning up the kitchen and making coffee. I always thought Alice was polite, and mild-mannered, however, in this movie, she more or less used and ordered everyone around, without as much as a single 'thank you.' That quite bothers me, considering its a children's tale, and it is more or less promoting bad manners.


I'll stop talking that blah, blah, blah now.
(Yes, I know, I've been infected with the Ke$ha virus, bleh.)


xx