Ima Whiner

So I'm a whiner sometimes. Ok, maybe more than sometimes, but who isn't, right? Well, today I realized how really annoying and obnoxious whiners are, and have since resolved to correct my ways. I have this "friend" (ok, so we're not really friends. We are just forced to associate with each other daily) who only complains to me about our other "friends" and nothing else. That is seriously basically the ONLY thing she talks to me about. Now I'm quite a patient person, but I really am kind of sick of her complaining and whining about our "friends" and the messes they leave. So I avoid her.

Anyways, the point of my story is that I have realized one essential quality my future husband must have, and that is to be able to withstand my complaining and whining on a daily basis. Now that will be quite the big feat to find someone like that, but you know what? I have found him. He's only a friend, sometimes a big brother, sometimes my supporter and confidant, other times I don't know what we are, but we are as close as two people 1000 miles away can be. He listens to my endless complaints about everything, from awful assignments, to boy problems, to bipolar UT weather, to fruitless job hunts, to my friend's loser boyfriends or my own lack thereof. He listens to it all. Patiently. And mind you, my complaints of the friend's bf has been going on for almost 2 years and he STILL listens patiently. How in the world are we even still friends you ask? Well, I'm convinced we're meant to be. Now I've just got to convince him.

Yep.

So, I admit I laugh at my own jokes sometimes. Yes. I am one of those people. So what? I like it. And yes. I am random.

Anyways, today was a good day. As good as a 12 hour clinical day could be anyways. I actually felt useful instead of sitting around all day falling asleep in the corner. Those are the worst. Of the 22 years of living, I discovered being busy is much better than being bored. I've spent 3/4 of my life banging my head up against the wall from boredom (hence my big head. Um, I don't know how that exactly relates, but maybe from all the swelling?). So yes, being busy means no head banging, and honestly, my day really goes much smoother without it. I think one of the problems I've had all my life is finding things to occupy myself with. My mom always told me I've been whining about being bored ever since I could utter my first word, and you guessed right, that word was no other than the word BORED. Well, that's a long time of being bored, you know. Maybe one of my new years resolutions this year is to NOT be bored. Find ways of entertaining myself. And maybe methods without having to do with the internet.

Anyways, see how much better I am at updating this blog? That's just how much I love you cyberspace stalkers out there. And maybe I should stop blogging in the early mornings when the weird side of me manifests itself. Then maybe some of the things I write would actually make sense. Yes, I think it's time my head hit the pillows.

P.S. I know this is the most boring looking blog ever. I am really bad at taking pictures, and even worse at uploading and posting them online. And the funny thing is, I have WAY more pictures on my private blog and I actually take time to make it look cute. Sorry, I guess I love myself more than you.

Concentration Issues

Yes, that is one issue I definitely have. Unfortunately. Doesn't make life too easy, especially on Tuesdays when I have class all day. Or when I'm supposed to be studying for tests. Like right now. So I give up. For now. I am giving in to my natural man and doing what I do best. Procrastinate.

Anyhow, I am SO over school! I am so close to being done, yet too far! You know those times when you feel like your life lacks any sort of enjoyment and inspiration? I am in one of those ruts. Life is just going...and going...and I have no other purpose in life other than to be done with school. Except at the same time I don't want it to be over, because I don't want to graduate and have to find a job and move away. Even if it's to sunny California. Well, I do, but I don't. I feel ready to move on to the next phase of my life, but then at the same time I'm not ready to leave everything I love behind. Sigh. Life.

Well, obviously, I just  like to ramble on about nothing in particular. That's the story of my life. The end. (I decided my procrastinating time is over. Must. Get. Back. To. Studying.)

My Happy List

10. When the people I blog stalk update their blogs. It's true, I check each blog I stalk about 10 times a day, and really, nothing makes me happier after a long day than when I find new posts.

9. My favorite TV shows. Which are not many- One Tree Hill, Gossip Girl, Vampire Diaries, The Bachelor. Yes, I know I said how ridiculous I said I thought The Bachelor is, and that fact remains true, but I still have to admit that stupid girls chasing/fighting after shallow boy is somewhat entertaining.

8. Facebook comments. I am coming out. Yes, I am a FB junkie. When I find new comments on my wall, it just fuels my addiction and therefore, provides my daily dose of euphoria. Especially those telling me how incredibly wonderful I am.

7. A clean house. I recently realized how (relatively) OCD I am about things being neat and orderly. Especially in the kitchen and living room. When I see a perfectly clean house, it makes me feel all tingly inside. Nothing gives me greater satisfaction than seeing a sparkling kitchen floor and everything in perfect order.

6. Food. Chocolate, cheesecake, ice cream, Korean, Chinese, Japanese, Thai, Vietnamese, Pinkberry, pastries, pineapple, cheese, egg plant, Oatmeal Squares, EVERYTHING. I like it all. And it makes me happy.

5. My most comfortable queen sized bed. Need I say more?

4. Babies and little children. I know you already know how obsessed I am with these creatures. I just can't help but gush over all these cute babies with chubby cheeks! If you have cute kids, you might want to be careful. I might just steal them away.

3. Writing. As evidenced by this blog. And my other blog. And my Xanga. And my 50 journals. Yes, I literally have that many. Ok, maybe only like 25.

2. Baking. Cakes. Cookies. Pastries. Pies. Muffins. Bread. Especially the eating part afterwards. Yes, I made that cake. Ok, no I didn't. But I will make one that looks like that one of these days.

1.You Tube videos of funny babies. You know, the evil eye baby, Charlie bit my finger, babies dancing to Beyonce. They're just so stinkin funny and cute! Ok, I watch other videos on You Tube too, like make up tutorials...