Disclaimer: My life is boring.

So some people think I am defeating the purpose of a blog by not actually saying what is going on in my day. I don't do anything interesting.. seriously. My day is comprised of pretending to study and walking back and forth from the library. I highly doubt anyone would find that interesting ... including my mother (I asked). I think even she has gotten tired of my quite convincing arguments of my ever-changing disease state (I'm pretty sure I currently have osteoarthritis). The highlight of my day was getting a book bound, as I am in love with school supplies. Pens, post-its, notebooks, highlighters - you name it. But getting a book bound is the ULTIMATE school supply - I have become addicted.
... so do you still want to hear about my daily life? I didn't think so.


As a follow-up to my last blog: I mainly carry socks in my purse in case I visit someone's house where I must remove my shoes. I hate walking around barefoot; so if I'm wearing sandals - I just slip my socks on as I take off the sandals! Ingenious? I think so. 


I am quite impressed with Salman Rushdie. I mean he's such a great author and he's the only guest on Craig Ferguson (that I've seen) that has done the Secretariat dance! AND he got a Secretariat shirt for it! Maybe if we practice enough, we can get one as well. 
Here's to hoping.

shark FIN. 

(FIN as in french for "the end" and FIN as in "shark fin".. yea it works both ways)

Socks and a Hedgehog

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT
I feel the need to address a very important issue: socks and sandals. These two are incompatible. For you simile lovers, they are NOT like salt and pepper, peanut butter and jelly, or Katy and Russell (yea I went there). I understand you are busy and I understand graduate school is difficult but this is unacceptable. If you want your feet to be warm, WEAR SHOES. Goodness gracious - you are defeating the purpose of this type of footwear.


Don't get me wrong - I love socks. In fact if I wear flip-flops (or another type of sandal) I always carry a pair of socks with me. You never know when you'll have a spontaneous shoe shopping trip or randomly want to go bowling (those shoes are a topic for another day). But I do NOT wear them simultaneously. Please make this a better place and follow my lead. That is all. Thank you.


"Like a hedgehog doing karate"... (it's definitely going to be stuck in your head now - you are most welcome).  And thank you to my sister for showing me this.

shark FIN. 

(FIN as in french for "the end" and FIN as in "shark fin".. yea it works both ways)

Fishes and Football.

Those fishes move with your mouse! I personally try to make the fishes enter the shark's mouth, but I guess it's up to you. And yes, I put a shark behind it - so I guess when I say that this blog isn't about sharks I semi-lied to you; except seriously, I know nothing about sharks. It just made that fish game seem more fun.

(Yes I know fish is the plural for fish. Don't hate.)

I firstly need to say that this blog idea... not entirely my own. My sister had started writing down her random thoughts last summer and we decided she should make a blog because well, she's hilarious. She went to grad school however and became too busy to do so - I hope seeing this will give her the motivation to start her own blog (especially because it's a great stress reliever!). So thank you sister!

**INSERT LAME TRANSITION STATEMENT HERE**

Watching football reminds me of my first football experience. As a freshman in high school I was convinced (through the power of peer-pressure) to do flag football instead of walking in PE class. Walking involved.. well walking around the track -- of course I would choose this because less physical activity is required - I'm all for that empirical law of physics: conservation of energy (not correct usage of this law, for you physics nerds). As I stepped onto the field I realized I was surrounded by HUGE guys - all football players, as the student who had convinced me that only losers did walking was actually the captain of our football team. As they threw me the ball and I ran from it because I was terrified to be hit, I realized that maybe this sport was not for me. But I continued on and found that I was AMAZING at taking off flags; maybe it was because the flags on the players waists were at my eye level. The one time I did catch the ball, I began running towards the endzone and continued to look behind me as someone was catching up to me. In doing this, I was not looking forwards and BAM I ran into what seemed like the tallest person in the world. Instead of taking off my flag, he just picked me up (with the ball still in my hands) and ran from my endzone to his endzone to score a touchdown. Humiliating.. I know. But it makes for a great story nonetheless.

Perfecting the Secretariat dance is a lot harder than it seems. He's got this weird hip action going on. 

shark FIN.

(FIN as in french for "the end" and FIN as in "shark fin".. yea it works both ways)

Be happy!

I've been told many times to start a blog, and to be honest I didn't think anyone would want to read what I had to say... in fact I'm still pretty sure no one will voluntarily read this (maybe just some friends who feel sorry for me). But that's okay - I've decided to live life by a new motto: Be happy. It's so simple, so fundamental, and yet so few people actually do it. Pursue conquests that excite you, surround yourself with people you adore (assuming they adore you back), and truly live life to its fullest. I'm convinced if I live this way not only will I be happy, maybe I will exude this happiness and convince others to live this way. 

I have officially decided that writing my random thoughts out will make me happy (I can't promise reading it will do the same for you). So thank you Moe, for making me do this; you truly are a great friend and most likely my number one follower.

... maybe my only follower. 

I had no idea how to start a blog so I actually googled "how to start a blog" and wikiHow gave me this as a tip: 

"Keep the posts interesting. Try to avoid focusing on things that most readers won't find worthwhile." 

... I think I already broke that rule. I shall try again next time. 

Practicing Craig Ferguson's Secretariat dance before I head to bed.

shark FIN. 

(FIN as in french for "the end" and FIN as in "shark fin".. yea it works both ways)