Tuesday, May 31, 2011

I Can't Wait for College

I am sitting in my journalism class and two seniors across the room are signing up for classes.

I had no idea the world had so much to offer. Both of these seniors will be attending NC State (woot!) they keep saying out loud the classes that are available.

-Whitewater canoeing (oh no, not rafting)
- Modern dance (what does that mean?)
- Fish physiology
- Quidditch club (oh snap)
- Arabic (how is that useful?)
- Ancient Greek (ok so its just Greek, but that is still useless)
- Soil Science (how fun)
- Wood and paper science
- Poultry science (forget nursing i want to be a poultrologist)
- Naval science (as I was typing this I realized it was not referring to bellybuttons, how disappointing)

Thursday, May 19, 2011


I had the mindset that I wasn't going to use this blog to whine about everything I don't like in life. I hate those kind of things... it's like "We get it! Your life is terrible. Now please shut up!"And for the most part I have succeeded in this endeavor. But tonight I have two complaints.

Why is it that every teacher decides to assign major stuff right at the end of the year? I guess it is because they realize that the end is close at hand and they don't want us to loose focus. But, this tactic just makes us angry at them. Just this weekend I have two papers and a project due Monday. AND THEN a test on Tuesday (and those you know I dislike).

I don't like that growing boys eat so much. My little brother devours everything in the house the day after we go grocery shopping. I'm growing. Do you see me shoving the pantry down my throat?

Tuesday, May 17, 2011


     Tuesday is the worst day of the week, by far. It is the point in which your week feels the longest. You have already been through a day of school/work and now you still have three more days to go. Wednesday is better because you are half way though the week and that gives you hope. Thursdays are pretty great too because the next day is Friday. And Friday, well Friday is just the best for many, many reasons. Tuesday is also the day that all teachers decide that you need to have a test. They give you the weekend to study and a day to remember but then... BAM test day! Tuesdays are the worst.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Tragic Cat

     My cat is a lunatic. She jumps at everything. Just now she was on my bed sitting next to me and my sister texted me. Of course my phone was on loud and my poor skiddish cat was right next to it. She jumped quite high and got her claw stuck in the blanket on my bed. Now people say that cats are smart but I'm not so convinced that mine is up there with the best of 'em. So, with her claw stuck she tries to keep walking around my bed, but she couldn't get very far. So she tries again, and again, and again. Eventually she decides that the bed itself is her ultimate problem and decides to jump off... with her claw stuck. Thus ripping a hole in my blanket. Thanks Hobbes, way to go.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Friday, Friday

Without fail every Friday that Rebecca Black song gets stuck in my head. EVERY FRIDAY.

That is possibly the worst song on the face of the planet... for those who haven't seen it 1) Have you been living under a rock? and 2) here it is.

I hate this song. With a passion. It is terrible. But it is so catchy!!! Darn you Rebecca Black.
I feel bad for the poor girl though. She has been attacked by so many people. Here is an interview from Good Morning America. The chick CAN sing... believe it or not.


Thursday, May 5, 2011

Sporks: Pointless Genius

For a very long time I thought that sporks were the greatest invention ever. True genius. And, don't get me wrong it was a wonderful idea.

But now I have come to the realization that they are the worst thing ever.
Here are all my reasons why:
- there is not enough fork part for you to actually stick anything.
- when you try to use it as a spoon the miniature fork prongs poke you in the tongue.
- also when being used as a spoon they hardly hold anything because half of it is fork.
- generally all of them are made of plastic and so they bend under the slightest force.

So as you can see the spork is useless.

Dear John F. Spork (yeah you thought it was a combination of fork and spoon... how childish),
You have failed the world. What could have been the most wonderful idea has turned out to be a terrible pain in my tongue.

Much love,