Harriet the Spy: Genius or Idiot?

Did you ever read Harriet the Spy? Well, there is a part in the book where she is sitting in a diner or something and listening to the conversations there. After every conversation she guesses what they look like and what their connection was to the person they were talking to. And I believe that she was correct in labeling them except for in one case. I tried doing this multiple times and I failed miserably. After thinking a great deal about this failing I concluded that it wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t label them properly, it is because people are so different that even if a person might sound as being a fat, snobby, depressed woman, that person could actually be an anorexic, snobby, depressed woman. Therefore, Louise Fitzhugh, the author of Harriet the Spy, was never actually skilled in deciphering people based on how they converse with other people, she was mainly using stereotypes for Harriet so she could guess them easily and look like a genius to the twelve year old who was reading it.

Three little letters define my mood: ugh. Frustration, anger, and sadness all rolled into one.

Okay, today I am in a most awesome mood and I feel that not only am I in a good mood but the people who surrounded me are in a good mood. The thing about me is that I expect a lot and I always want good things to happen and plans to go smoothly (which now upon thinking about doesn’t everybody want that to happen?). Well obviously things never go as planned and I always end up being bummed. Now I have programmed my self to not get excited too much cos then the plans most always fall through…Gosh it’s three o’clock in the morning and I conked out a eleven and I just saw a bunch of texts…not good ones. And this was the ONE time I decided to mute my phone cos I just wanted to sleep and not think. And for three and a half hours I did! Until my roommates woke me up with their drunkness. Seriously, I feel so confined by this room. This month and a half is going to be so hard and if I can make it through this then I can make it through a lot of shit. To calm myself down and to try and fall back to sleep again (it’s working) I decided to look at pictures on Facebook of people I have never met in my life and probably will never meet, so yeah a bit weird. The pictures were of them in Mexico on their Spring Break trip and seriously MEXICO!? Are you like retarded because when you decide to go to Mexico (even if you think that the part of Mexico that you are visiting is safe) and you are fully aware of all that shit that has just taken place, you must be not with it. There really should be a Bad Choice award for people who just make a huge bad choice and the prize for winning is that you get common sense knocked into you. There will be a lot of these awards given out.

Tejas

Having been in Texas a full five days and going back tomorrow makes me excited. I am sorry, but Texas was a bore and it's my own fault. I didn't plan anything, didn't really want to do anything. On Wednesday I got another blood test done and I felt pretty bad, like pale and sickly bad, but I really didn't think anything of it. Well, on Friday I went to the kidney doctor (nephrologist, I am not stupid) and he got all serious like I started telling me that my sodium level was too low and was telling me about the complications and put me on a fluid restriction regimine. Meanwhile, my mom was sitting in the room, all wide-eyed, at attention nodding with everything he said. SO, I am now stuck on this fluid restriction and have to have more blood tests. My mom has made me tell a whole bunch of people that I might start having seizures at any given moment and really wanted to buy wanted those emergency bracelets (which I was most definitely going to wear because that is an awesome piece of bling). However, complaining at my not so bad life is not the point of this jumble of words. The point is that I can now get away with having to do a lot of things at my house and my mom treated me extra nice with good food and clothes! But I still didn't get away with doing my tax forms. Poop!

Hello you!

Blah blah blah...I love being back in Texas because I can do whatever the hell I want. Like at my dorm room I couldn't blare the music really loud or sing along at the top of my lungs or drink at one in the afternoon or know that I can get really good chips and salsa within five minutes OR drive! Now I can do all that...AND MORE! Okay so maybe I won't combine drinking with driving but (pause Kelly Clarkson is on) oh wait I also can wear whatever the heck I want without any stupid people walking in! Currently red plaid boxers and wide brimmed hats are all the rage at my house. Unfortunately, this is the first day that I am alone at my house and I have four more days like this...ack! Who knows what else might happen during that time? If anything interesting happens I will definitely keep this updated. Otherwise I will be at a Mexican Restaurant drinking Margaritas and eating chips and salsa all day. I think next year I will definitely plan my Spring Break instead of wishing that I could do something and not actually putting any effort into it. Oh, and I will remind myself not to include sketchy people who bail out at the last minute in my break plans.
p.s. They should rename the Kelly Clarkson song to My Life Would NOT Suck Without You. Like what the fuck? Like here is she is labeled as this independent female badass and she is singing that song. Lame-o! And Rihanna goes in that same category cos supposedly she is going back to Chris Brown.

Why Hello!

Oh wait. Shit. I guess I am supposed to say a bit about myself. I am blonde. Short. Not necessarily sane. I love my family and my best friend. I would like to try everything at least once. I believe in God. I try to be positive. I get very bored easily. I love food and am most happy when I am with people I care deeply about.

Weeds and Biology

Having a snow day gives one a lot of time to think. About life? No, about the voltage gated channels, which I guess once you think about it since they are in your body and biology is the study of life then it is about life. I hate this. A freakin' circle of course. So I was watching Weeds with a person that I have only known for a short amount of time and don't know very well, but at the same time I know her more than most of the people in my life. She is addicted to popcorn, she feels that guys torture her but at the same time she tortures guys, and she loves to gossip. So, she is a lot like me. But I am afraid. Afraid that in a couple of months I won't like her or I will become annoyed with her. That happens to a lot of people that surround me. I just don't find them interesting or a necessity so I cancel them out of my life. It's a very simple process and not at all harmful. I did it to my roommates. Of course, it is very difficult because they still live with me but I don't consider them a part of my life. Take one of my roommates for example. She has had a hard life, but every day she has something to complain about. And I could almost picture her face when she comes out of a biology or chemistry lab that has somehow irked her. She rarely eats and forces herself to run almost every other day. She drinks herself silly and loves to pierce her body. She wants to have a ton of kids and already has a plan. However, her plan has a catch in that she needed to have started dating the man that she will marry.