Project 2 x 4

Oh my goodness gracious guys!!!

I'm so sorry about last week, but I'm sure we all know life happens, and we're going to be adults about it.

Thanks everyone for not hounding me.

So.... Lets talk about last week.

I had to carry around a 2 x 4 for eight days. EIGHT FREAKING DAYS. Do you know how bad that sucked? Well, I guess it wasn't too bad, because I only carried it with me on campus a grand total of three times, and I took it to work for half a day. Lol I'm not a strict follower of assignments if you couldn't already tell. Whatever bitches, C's get degrees.

Obligatory Plank face.

Anyway, I still had to take 80 different pictures of this freaking 4ft plank. They weren't allowed to be funny, and they all had to test properties of wood so that as a designer, I know what limitations wood has. I dunno. It was dumb, but I'm sure most people in construction have to do it at some point or another. I really just think that its for humbling purposes, or the professors just like to see kids get beat up and started at funny. Whatever, they had hard lives getting buried in the sandbox as kiddos. Revenge is a mother.

No funny pictures took the fun out of this project.

The hardest part was taking 80 pictures of this son of a bitch. It's wood. It can only do so much, and I can only do so much with it. Blurg it was like pulling teeth. We even got to make an Intsagram to document our findings in a paperless, and most of all FREE way. Nothing is better than free folks. Nothing.

My exact reaction to '80 pictures'.

My Instagram name is gotwoodfodays (If you click that, it will take you to a place where there are erection jokes, but no actual erections). I wanted to get ivegotwood, but someone already had that name. I don't care though.... As long as it was grossly inappropriate I was happy.

I didn't get hurt at all with my board, except for the backlash that happens when you slam a board into bricks, metal, or other 2 x 4's. Someone did drop their board on my foot, and that wasn't to pleasant, but I couldn't even be mad about it since she was so remorseful. Sweety pants.

I dunno what else to say about it, except I'm glad it's over and I never want to have to do it again. I really just wanted to burn it all up, and turn in ashes, but that's not allowed. Boo...

Y'all have a good week!!!

P.S. I started playing D & D. My social suicide starts now, but that game is fucking fun. Play it. You'll regret nothing.

P.P.S. The door just opened by itself at work. We have ghosts. I am terrified.

Emotional Roller Coaster

Hey Doll Faces!

It's been a rough and tumble couple of days! (Hence the title!)

I got over my "Second Best Blues" pretty quickly. You can only pout for so long. I'm just going to be a badass to prove everyone wrong. Plus, I'll make big money while doing it. That makes it even better! Hah!

Anyway, let's talk about Friday, because that was the best day of my college life!

Now, like most people in America, I'm am too poor to go to college. So I apply for financial aid. Well, this year I had to do this extra crap to make sure I am who I say I am, and they didn't award me write away. It was frustrating, and I thought I was going to have a heart attack because I cannot afford to go to school without help. I just can't. I live paycheck to paycheck. It's not a glamorous life style, and I'm always crying, but it is my life style none-the-less.

C'mon financial aid... c'mon

Anyway, all that bad shit leads up to my financial aid coming through! How awesome, and my tuition is paid in full with some to spare which has NEVER happened to me the ENTIRE time I've been in college. I could have cried. It was a miracle, and just in time too since we have to move very soon.

You know you want to do this.

I got a new computer too! Since the operating system on my old laptop crashed, I've been very wary with how I use it. It's almost like a baby to me now. I don't want to over do it with that machine, but my mommy was nice enough to spot me for a new laptop. She is amazing. There were some conditions, which I'm fine with. I had to give her my old computer, and buy her groceries. She's precious. You know you're jealous.

SHE HAS A HUNGER!!!

I PUT IN MY TWO WEEKS AT TARGET! Ahhhhh yiss. Hot damn I'm way too pumped about it! I want to throw a huge party, and do a booty shake. I've been far too miserable for far too long, and I'm just so glad to be getting out of there finally. Five years is such a long time. I don't even have long term goals for five years into the future. It is a bitter-sweet feeling at times. I have made so many friends and connections in that store. The good thing about friends though, is they stay with you regardless of you job change!

Seriously though....

So anyway.... It was an awesome Friday.

We'll skip over the weekend, although that is a whole different bitch fest. I don't want to get into it. I feel like I've talked about it so much already. It was bad guys. Just know that. I should come with a warning label: Does not play well with others.

Sooooo Tuesday comes around, and I get into a car accident. A FUCKING CAR ACCIDENT!

Go home muffin, you're drunk.

Ugh I was so embarrassed I just wanted to curl up into a ball and die. The poor girl had never been in an accident before, and didn't even have any inkling that I hit her. It's a good and bad thing, because her damnage is minimal, but it's still an accident.

Don't worry about beating me up y'all. I basically bullied myself into a crying mess in the middle of my poor boyfriend's store. I got a lot of support from a lot of really great people though, and my parents don't seem to be too mad about it. I'm my own worst enemy.

Anyway, I'm at the point where I've decided my life is a series of unfortunate events. For every really great day I have it is always shrouded by all of the other stupid shit I manage to get myself into.

My boy is taking me out to dinner tonight. Our one year anniversary is tomorrow. Time sure does fly when you're running around being utterly weird with someone. It's been a great time. I'm looking forward to many more memories, and beaucoups of weirdness... We are a perfectly imperfect pair.

Stay sexual. Until next time!



P.S. So I'm walking home from class, like just now, and this guy in a Mustang totally tells this kiddo to hurry up and get off the crosswalk.

Instinctively I yell "You're a dick!" BECAUSE HE WAS BEING A GIANT DICK!!!

Ugh I'm disgusted with people like that. Pedestrians have the right of way on campus ALL THE TIME. Grow up asshole.

What I really would have loved to say is, "Looks like someone over here has a small penis! Last time I checked that wasn't your whip since you're riding in the passenger, Douche Bag. You're not nearly as cool as you think you are."