Friday, November 7, 2008

Set My Mind Free

Could work be any slower today? And quiet. Oh so very quiet. I hear the lady in tutorial services talking and laughing on the phone. She has such a great laugh; it's not exaggerated at all. She laughs from her tiny body, like a lions roar coming out of a bug. Yep, just like that.
So I've only had half of my coffee today, simply because it is cold now and I am far too lazy to walk downstairs and warm it up. My boss has her music playing loud, good thing I like weezer.

Anyways, I decided to start this blog because I've always wanted to put my crazy thoughts somewhere. Myspace has become too crazy and I have been trying to stop getting on it so much. I swear, you go on just to check a comment or something, and then next thing you know you spent about 2 hours looking at some skanks pictures because she was talking about homegirl over there and o-m-g, w-t-f, say what? Yeah...and I have way too much homework that could have been done in those 2 hours. So for now, I hate you myspace and your evil homegirls!

You know what I also hate? Being woken up shortly after falling into a deep sleep. So my neighbors decided they were going to, I don't know, build an ark or something at 10:30pm. Yes, I know, I was in bed EARLY. I work hard ok. Anyways, so I felt like I was in my 8th grade woodshop again and heard the sounds of wood being cut. And THEN my mom decides to call me on my phone, you know because she is in 2 rooms away from me, and tells me that she is scared and cant sleep. I sort of went off on her for a good 2 minutes about being tired and about the neighbors. She appologizes and hangs up, after saying "sorry miss grumpy!". So I try to fall back asleep and of course I can't because I have been rudely woken up twice in a row and I hear my 8th grade woodshop class down the street going on. Instead of yelling out the window like an old cat lady, I stomped to my moms room yelling about being woken up and told her I was sleeping there and I did not want to talk right now.

Geez who know a 20-year-old could be so grumpy, right?

Yeah. Please don't wake me up at night. It is not pleasent.

Peace & blessings.

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