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Nasty toilets and such

I don’t know what it is about cleaning, but I really hate it. Something about having to get my hands dirty really makes me cringe. I have spent the last hour or so cleaning up our bathrooms and I feel like I’ve accomplished nothing. Maybe I’m just not a powerful person, but when it comes to getting stains out of things I am just not talented. So right now I’m sitting here blogging to waste time while I wait for the mildew remover to really get into the sink…

God it makes me feel so old blogging about how I go about cleaning my bathroom. I kind of wish I could go back in time and blog at age ten. Then I could at least talk about how exciting it was when the boy I liked showed me how much he liked me by making fun of me. Oh, the good ole days.

I’m not going to lie, this post is kind of a boring comeback after a three month hiatus. You would think I would tell you some sort of life changing and/or witty account of the things that have happened to me as of late. Well… sorry, I am just not feeling that way today. But I will however share with you someone else’s really funny, witty, and amazing post. I don’t know this woman, but she pretty summed up how I feel about my body almost 95 percent of the time, she just articulates it much better than I do. So without further ado, please check this out.

Hyperbole and a half

My Perez Pet Peeve

Okay… so I had an exorbitant amount of downtime at my internship today and I was going blogging crazy. Now, I love Perez Hilton, I truly wish I had the balls to say some of the things he says, but his writing skills are definitely not the best. I usually only listen to his gossip when he’s on the radio or through twitter, but today I finally decided to check out his blog. Perez went to the same university I currently go to and he was also a journalism major, but the technical skills did not stick and I’m a little upset with him. I’m totally being a journalism snob right now, but damn, whatever happened to proper grammar and spell check? Perez, if you’re reading this, I am sorry to hate… you are very popular and your scoops are great, but I think people might take you more seriously if you took the time to create sentences that made sense. Thank you and good night.

Flash Flood

Well this sucks…..

I just spent the last twenty minutes trying to post a blog from my iphone and it got deleted by an incoming text message. Shouldn’t these applications have some sort of auto save function? I’m really upset. I had just finished writing an incredibly thought provoking piece about Burberry rain boots and the current rain boot shortage in California. My inspiration has now vanished, however and I can no longer continue with this story.

What I will tell you is that Southern California is completely underwater (well not completely but there have been a few images that look Hurricane Katrina-esque). My campus is actually closed tomorrow due to “severe weather.” I don’t think I had ever experienced that in the 20 years I’ve lived in CA. My response to this awful weather…..buy really expensive rain boots and sit at home drinking hot chocolate.

P.S. I thought I was going to die today when I hit a flooded part of the freeway and a wave of water came at me; completely blocking my vision for a good 10 seconds. Lets see whats in store for me tomorrow when I may have to drive all the way to Santa Monica… dun dun dun…..

Popcorn and Cranberry therapy

It’s been an entire month since I last blogged. I deserve some sort of horrible blogger punishment. Be exiled to blogger desert, without food, water, or access to a computer. That would be the ultimate hell for an internet obsessed individual.
I can’t help it though, life just keeps getting crazier and crazier. For one, my student loan money just ran out, so I have will soon have to go back to working 4-5 days a week. If finals and grad school applications weren’t coming up soon I would not be worried at all, but they are… and I’m screwed. This morning I woke up to a fever, cough, and a shut off cell phone. You see, Clark and I have been struggling ever since the accident and we had to pay our bill late… and this month was extra extra late. I also keep getting a plethora of doctor’s bills in the mail. All of which have been put on hold until I have made at least enough money to pay my rent first. If only my disability check would actually come. That’s what I’m looking forward to as a Christmas present, my EDD check that is almost three weeks overdue. December is soooo much fun.
I’ve come up with the most awesome pick me up plan though. Last week I spent my internship hours creating homemade Christmas decorations. I made garlands out of popcorn and cranberries, cut out Santa hat and bell shapes, and made my own wrapping paper. I was in a good mood all day long and from what I hear I was also being environmentally friendly. So my plan for the next two weeks is to draw pictures, put up lights, and cut construction paper whenever I’m not studying or working. Maybe I’ll even make Christmas presents. I’m not the most crafty person in the world, but hey it’s worth a try.

Hyper ventilating in class

I haven’t posted in a long time. Appparently I’m not very good at the whole blogging thing because everytime I start one I ended up neglecting it after a few weeks. I am making myself a promise that that will not happen with this blog. Things have been really hectic with the semester coming to an end an the GRE and grad school applications… I think I’m kind of losing my mind. For example, this morning I almost had a panic attack and started crying over somethign that might not even be that big a deal. I was 15 minutes late to one of my classes today because as I was leaving my boyfriend and I temporarily lost our cat and then when we finally did leave we had car trouble. The wheel well fell off and we had to drive super slow. I know this sounds very unimportant but I had a paper due and I was supposed to be performing a scene with a girl from my class. When I got there not only did my teacher not let me do the scene but I also only got half credit on the assignment. Normally I would have been able to explain the situation and everything would have been peaches and cream but I’ve already been absent a lot because of my car accident and illness and she did not look like she wanted to hear it. After that I proceeded to go outside, call Clark and start crying because I was thoroughly convinced that I was going to either fail the class or have to drop. That is not going to be the case but I probably won’t be able to get an A anymore and I’m pretty sure my professor hates me. Too much stress. I just want to get my money issues in order and for the semester to be over already.

Cheese and Sex Toys do not mix well

Last night I attempted to have my third Brown Bag Party…. it was an utter failure. Normally I don’t write about my failures for the whole world to see, but I want to make money doing this not the opposite, and I thought maybe one of you could tell me what I’m doing wrong.

A friend from work was nice enough to host a party for me and she said she invited at least 50 girls. Of those 50 only six showed up and only one bought something. I kind of wanted to cry and after everyone left I proceeded to eat almost a pound of cheese, crackers, and chocolate. Needless to say, my stomach didn’t feel very “healthy” when I got home. I do not understand why people have such a hard time coming to these parties. I need an older clientele…

Alright, so to recap; I spent the night tossing and turning because I punished myself for my failure by eating too much, and then I had to wake up at 8 a.m. and drive to Santa Monica to start my internship. I am now still at my internship and I think I’m starting to hallucinate from lack of sleep. All I’ve had to do all day is look over press releases and make photo copies. Not that there is anything wrong with that, I am just an intern, but I swear I saw tiny little purple elephants marching across the floor a second ago. Yeahh I’m going crazy. I also have absolutely no one to talk to because half the office already went home and I’m playing receptionist for the day, but the phone hasn’t rung in at least 3 hours (possibly longer). Ahhhhhhhh

Shave off your eyebrows

I have a test tomorrow and I cannot bring myself to concentrate on interpretative literature. It just seems a little absurd to me that I have to read an entire book and take a test on why people act or how people act out literature. Acting is fun, I like learning different ways to improve my acting skills, but do I really have to take a 50 question test on modal analysis and how to eliminate nerves? Bah. I want to do well I really do, but I cannot bring myself to read more than a page or two before I start watching Tyra and munch on a banana flavored Fiber One muffin. This is really frustrating.

Although I think part of my inability to pay attention has a lot to do with the episode I’m watching right now. There’s this girl on the show who is 16 years old but does not age or grow. She’s been the same size and looked the same age since she was 6 months old. It’s insane, she’s like a real life Benjamin Button (well at least the end of the movie when he’s old and turns into a baby). Scientists are looking at her DNA and seeing if they can figure out a way to stop aging in adults. They also think her DNA may help cure certain cancers and Alzheimer’s disease. That’s cool that she may be able to contribute all these great things to science, but I feel bad for her. She cannot talk or her express herself. Poor girl.

Oh and this other girl just shaved her eyebrows off on national television. Not for money, she just felt like it. Apparently she saw Adriana Lima do it in an ad and now she thinks it’s the coolest thing ever. The girl even said she loved it, no crying, nothing. I would like to know how Tyra finds these people. It’s amazing.

Alright I’m going to go back to studying now, it’s 9:30.

P.S. I’m on a mission to find Southern California’s best red velvet cake. Any suggestions?

I got pictures

Finally got a hold of more pictures from the Good News Foundation event. Enjoy

Don’t we look ready to skydive out of a plane?

Wendy Burch makes me feel even shorter than I already am.

I don’t even know who that guy is but everyone wanted to be in a picture with him

cartoons

Every time I burp I taste the food I ate earlier. So gross. Anyway, I’m bored and I made a virtual model of myself in a Betsey Johnson dress. I love Betsey.

Okay, now I need to study for my media law test that I have to make up on Monday. Blah law… so dull.