Party On, Excellent!

This is a story of a girl.

Before you go jumping to conclusions, this girl is not me...

Earlier this week I posted about my friend and her roommate throwing a party that I went to and had a blast at. Apparently, they have parties every Saturday. So guess where I was tonight? You're right! I was at my friends party, again.

This one was more of a get together than an all out party. Everybody mostly just hung out talking and playing beer pong, minus the beer. Although, there was a little bit of drinking, no one was completely wasted like last time.

But for some reason this time was different for me. You might ask yourself, why is that, Amanda? I shall tell you.

I saw said girl sitting on a couch next to her friend at the party, and what caught my attention was her personality. It's kind of hard to explain, she made slightly snarky, yet intelligent comments. She had a sharp, yet dry sense of humor, slightly reminiscent of Ellen Page. Her personality was completely unique from everyone else at the party.

Not only was she funny, but she was incredibly cute. I mean woah cute, in that alternative-punk-rock-but-i'm-not-trying-to-be-punk-rock-kind-of-way-with-over-sized-glasses-and-a-keffiyeh-scarf-around-my-neck, kind of way. (What is it with the hipster kids these days and their keffiyeh scarves? Don't they realize it looks ridiculous wearing a scarf indoors with a t-shirt on?)

(Disclaimer: No, she did not look anything like the model in this picture, this is just a reference to keffiyeh's.)

Anyway, she was the only at the party who could actually pull it off, and I'm not just saying that because I thought she was attractive, she really was the ONLY one who didn't look ridiculous wearing it.

Right about the point when I was thinking to myself, "Could you BE anymore attracted to this girl?" she picked up a guitar and started playing it. And I don't mean, randomly strumming, I mean full on playing Jason Mraz, and singing "I'm Yours". At that point I could have died and gone to heaven knowing I found the complete embodiment of my ideal girl.

After she was done singing, I tried to think up a way to talk to her, restlessly shifting from foot to foot. That's when it hit me, I can't remember the last time I was actually attracted to someone. I'm not talking about the whole "oh, yeah, she's hot" kind of way, I mean the, "wow, I REALLY want to get to know this girl more" type of situation. At that point I was struck by another realization, "why didn't I go over and talk to her and introduce myself? was I feeling shy? Or just nervous? Since when the fuck am I shy?! How the hell did that happen? WHEN did that happen? FUCK! Where has my self confidence gone??? Has it really been that long since you've put the moves on a girl you were attracted to?"

Sadly, the answer that last question to myself was, yes. It's really been that long. I was so focused on my inner monologue that when something caught my attention and I looked up to find this girl standing directly in front of me, I froze like a deer caught in headlights.

I present to you the wonderfully, brilliant, amazing conversation that took place:

Her: "Excuse me."
Me: *Confused silence*
Her: "I need to get into the fridge."
Me: "Oh, sorry." *Shuffle to the right a bit*
Her: "Thanks."
Me: "You're welcome."

By George, just call me the next fucking Shakespeare in the making. God when did I become so lame?

Just to quell your curiosity, no, aside from the refrigerator interlude, I did not work up the courage to actually talk to her. FML.

Big Cousin/Little Cousin Bonding Time

Recently my Aunt's dad has been in the hospital with some pretty serious health issues, he's been in and out of ICU for the past week and a half now but finally things are looking up. Since my Aunt and Uncle have been spending so much time up at the hospital they asked me to babysit my little cousin because little kids aren't allowed in ICU.

Normally, I'm not much of a babysitter because little kids drive me crazy. But I do kinda like the little punk so I was more than willing to help out and watch her for the night. She's only 5 (soon to be 6) but she is way too smart for her own good, and I'm not just saying that because she's my cousin. When a 5 year old can tell you the difference between fiction and non-fiction you've gotta be slightly impressed.

One of the things that probably contradicts with me not being much of a babysitter, is the fact that I hate it when kids sit in front of the TV all day watching crap shows like "Sponge Bob Square Pants". Part of that I think comes from my mom only allowing my brother and I to watch a certain amount of TV growing up. The other comes from my dislike of the way people turn the TV on and glue their kids to it so they don't have to deal with them. To me that's completely irresponsible, you should never treat your kid like they're an inconvenience otherwise why did you even have them in the first place? Obviously, that's something I feel rather strongly about.

Back to what I was saying, I was trying to figure out a way to keep her occupied so she didn't get bored and start acting up, when I remembered I used to love having Shel Silverstein's books read to me at her age.


So, I grabbed Where the Sidewalk Ends off my bookshelf and we flopped down on my bed and started reading. We made it halfway through the book before JT (that's our nickname for her) would let me stop reading, and that was only because I told her I needed to put dinner in the oven. I was amazed at how much she loved the book, I expected her to like it but I didn't think she would love it as much as she did. As I was getting dinner ready she kept bugging me to go back upstairs and keep reading, so as soon as I had everything in the oven we ran back upstairs and read some more, periodically breaking to check on dinner.

After we were finished with Where the Sidewalk Ends she pointed to another book on my shelf wanting me to read that one. I pulled the book down and almost told her no, we couldn't read this one because it would be too hard for her to follow, but I stopped myself. The book she wanted me to read is called Bone by Jeff Smith.


The story, told in graphic novel form, is an epic tale about an unlikely hero's journey to save his friends and family from a dark evil trying to take over their homeland. It's one of my favorite books because you can't help but fall in love with the main character and his story.

The only problem was, because JT was just learning how to read, she would have a hard time following along with the dialogue and the pictures. So I figured, maybe if I pointed to each panel and the character as I read what they were saying, she might be able to follow along that way. Apparently it worked because every time I asked her if she wanted me to stop reading she said no. I think what helped too was that I came up with voices for each character. Normally, I would have felt silly doing something like that, especially if there had been other adults around, but she really liked it so I'm glad I did it.

Finally, after almost 3 hours of straight reading we had to stop because I was starting to lose my voice and dinner was about ready. So we ate dinner and hung out some more, while I was checking my email and she noticed the icon on my Mac for Photobooth and she asked me if that's for taking pictures. I told her it was and she immediately demanded we take some pictures together. That's how we got these gems:

Chillaxing on my bed.

"Take the picture!" "I am taking the picture, you gotta wait for it to count down first!"

Our bored faces.

Our thinking faces.

"Aaaah, there's a monster eating my brains!"

These are our freshly-showered-in-our-pajamas-and-ready-for-bed monster faces.

She loves that hat as much as I do.

Our mad we-don't-want-to-go-to-bed faces.

Awww, kisses!

Attempted kiss.

Peace out sucka's it's bed time.

Granted, I'm under no illusion that she's a perfect little angel. As a matter of fact, she can be a total brat sometimes. And being an only child she tends to be whiny a lot of the time, like most only children are at that age. But when it's just her and I, we have fun and she can be completely adorable.

I Feel Frustration Inside of Me

I've never been under the impression that I'm a particularly nice person all of the time. Granted, most of the time I don't have a problem with people so I'm nice to them but when they do something to piss me off I can be a royal bitch.

In all fairness I'm warning you that this post is most likely a bitch fest since I made an attempt to be civil and not go off on someone I considered a friend. So I'm venting on my blog.

I mentioned in a previous post that I met this guy I had a bunch of classes with last semester and he and I got along really well and began doing homework and studying together. Well true to typical college student fashion, he's a procrastinator. And usually I'm fine with that, I don't care either way because I'm a huge procrastinator as well. But this semester, things are just so insane with taking 17 credit hours and working, that I just don't have the time to meet up with him last minute anymore, so I've been trying to get him to work on his stuff earlier and meet me between classes so things aren't so rushed.

Last night I had work til 10pm and I knew I had a paper due this morning, but I know me and I knew I would be able to crank it out in a couple of hours and crash into bed right afterward so I got home and started working on it. He calls me about 11 or so asking me to help him write his paper. I was immediately frustrated because he knew we had a whole week to write the damn thing and he waits til practically midnight the night before to ask me for help. I just told him I didn't have my paper finished, but if he wanted to get together early in the morning before class I would help him then.

This morning I get up to campus early and he's a no-show. Fine, whatever, I say to myself, I had homework I forgot to do in another class that I needed to finish quickly before it started in half an hour. He calls me 20 minutes before my morning class starts saying he couldn't make it but he wants me to help him finish writing his paper over the phone. At that point I was officially pissed off. I'm willing to go out of my way to help a friend with whatever they need help with, but to throw my attempts to help back in my face then inconveniencing me to essentially write the rest of his paper for him was the last straw. I told him what he talked about of his paper sounded fine and I hung up before I could say something pissy.

Later on, I was running behind and walked into that class late and before I even had a chance to sit down in my seat he turned to me and started bitching me out for not telling him he had one of the theories in his paper mixed up. I tried to stay calm and just told him what I heard of his paper sounded fine and I didn't notice he had them mixed up. It was all I could do not to straight up tell him that's what he gets for fucking procrastinating and then expecting me to do the paper for him. I had completely had it by that point, and I think he finally noticed because he didn't talk to me the rest of class, which I was perfectly fine with.

And now I can feel my stubborn side kicking in, because I'm pretty much done going out of my way to help him. Anyone who has taken inconsiderate advantage of my periodic niceness can attest to the fact that I don't take too kindly to it. Sigh. End rant.

I'm done venting now. I just really don't like it when people do that shit.

Now I've Seen Everything

I'm sitting at a table here on campus, working on homework when I look up and see this lady ride past me on a riding vacuum, texting and using her knees to steer.

This was the expression on my face....



Now I think I've seen everything.

Also, I'm sharing a table with some girl I don't know who keeps talking my ear off while I'm trying to get my reading done for class. I don't want to be mean and ask her to stop talking. I tried to kind of show I wanted her to stop talking being like "hey, look at me, I'm reading" by just staring at my book and periodically making "mmhmm" sounds. Did that work? No, of course not. She just carried on telling me her whole life story, so I just gave up and decided to update my blog when I saw that lady ride by.

Oh thank jeebus, she just left, now I can try and catch up on my reading really quick.

[Update: Fuck me, this is not my day. Now some other chick sat down at the table across from me, and she's making random moaning and burping noises. *Facedesk* I give up on homework. I wasn't meant to read Emerson today]

Friends Don't Let Friends Floss Drunk

Finally, a real update! Sorry for the lack of posting this past week or so. For some strange reason I've actually had a social life lately and the time I used to blog is now the time I use to do my homework.

I will say, I have missed posting almost everyday, but I've also really enjoyed having a social life once again.

Last night I went to a party my friend's roommate was throwing and had more fun than I've had in a long time. I almost didn't go because I had already partied earlier this week with a different group and that didn't end so well, tons of drama.

And as it turns out I knew a couple people at the party from school, even my friend's roommate, who I thought I hadn't met before, was in one of my classes I had at my first college. Although, I never got the chance to know him in class since we sat on opposite sides of the room, he turned out to be a really cool guy and an awesome drink maker.

The highlight of the night was when I got to play beer pong for the first time, and even being drunk, I was surprisingly good at it. The girl I played with was really good too so she and I won quite a few games.

One of the things I love the most about partying is watching all the drunk people. They're hilarious. I have such a bad habit of people watching, that when I'm at a party I usually pick a spot in the room and just chill there watching everyone. Which, sounds kind of creepy, now that I think about it, but I love seeing the different group dynamics and how people interact with one another. Last night though, I caught myself and made sure I actually socialized instead of watching people like a creeper. My friend also helped by introducing me to everyone as her music soul mate, since we have the exact same taste in music, and that kicked off some good conversations about music.

Something I did notice that had me laughing was how towards the end of the night (I'm using the word "night" liberally here when really it was more like 4 in the morning) when everyone was completely schwasted "I love you's" were being thrown around like crazy. I saw this random chick about ready to pass out in the hallway so I brought her a bottle of water and made her drink it before pulling her up onto a couch and her response was to hug me and say "Thank you, I love you so much, you're like my best friend in the whole world" repeatedly, which is even funnier since I had never met her before that night and I don't even know what her name was. But being drunk off my ass as well I responded in kind with "I love you too's" and hugged her back. While at the same time, my friend was telling her roommate she loved him and a couple of guys were slapping each other on the back with the typical male "I love you, man."

After all of the "I love you's" were done going around, things started to wind down. Some people disappeared to bedrooms to crash, others decided they wanted food so they went to the kitchen to cook something. By that time I was pretty tired so I sat down on the couch and promptly passed out. I woke up a few hours later in the exact same sitting position I sat down in, covered in a blanket and still wearing some guy's hat I forgot my friend had put on me earlier that night. I was sobered up enough to drive home where I chugged a couple bottles of water and passed out again, this time in bed. It was a great end to a great night.

The one lesson I learned though, was don't fucking floss when you're drunk. Bad idea. At one point that night we were all doing shots of tequila with lime, and I got some lime stuck in my teeth and it was driving me nuts. I had remembered seeing dental floss in my friends bathroom earlier and went hunting for it and managed to jack up one side of my gums flossing the lime out, and now it's all swollen.

So children, the moral of this story is DON'T FLOSS DRUNK!

Oh and p. to the muthafuckin s. I probably avoided making the biggest mistake of my life and didn't drunk text anyone! I'm so proud of myself. I reached for my phone a couple of times, but sheer will power won out. I'm amazing.

Orianthi

Wow. I'll take one of her please with a side of fries, thanks.

One thing is for sure, that girl can rock a guitar. From what I've heard of her music she's incredibly talented on the guitar, but her lyrics are only so-so. Which is a bummer because I was going to buy her album until I saw how weak her lyrics were and some of the new toy shininess wore off.

Now, I know of one song that was not written by her, "According to You" being written by Steve Diamond. Even so, the obvious targeting of the younger teens and tweens and lack of complexity in her lyrics just doesn't do it for me. I need subtext, I need a message between the lines, I need emotion, not just the obvious "you broke my heart and now I'm going to sing about it word for word" surface type junk. Maybe, when she's not such a shiny new mainstream-toy she'll be able to mature her sound a bit.

Until then, I'll be watching what stuff she has on YouTube and soaking up the kick ass guitar solos and how incredibly awesome she is. Btw, she's Australian so her accent just makes her doubly attractive.



Sigh, I'm totally smitten.

If you're interested in reading more about her, this is a great article that goes into more of a break down of her music.

Funny Girl

I've always been a big fan of musicals, thanks to my love of Julie Andrews, growing up. But for some strange reason I've never seen anything with Barbra Streisand in it. Even what I have seen of Hello, Dolly! didn't feature her.

Right before "Glee" went on break, their final episode contained a song called "Don't Rain on My Parade" performed by Lea Michelle as the character Rachel Berry. I've heard the song before but Rachel's performance of it completely knocked my socks off. I was a girl obsessed after hearing the song one time.

And so, I went on a hunt. I wanted to know more about where the song came from, which lead me to the musical Funny Girl starring Ms. Streisand in her feature film debut, which she also won an Academy Award for. After I watched the movie/musical I was smitten. Streisand's embodiment of the main character was phenomenal and I can see why she would be Rachel's idol. It is a well deserved worshiping.

If you're a lover of musicals and haven't seen Funny Girl yet then I would strongly recommend you do. It's well worth your time. Even if you don't particularly enjoy watching people burst into song while dancing about, there's a very compelling story behind it all since it's loosely based on the real life of Fanny Brice, making it that much more interesting.

Don't be stubborn, just listen to what I'm telling you and watch it. You know you want to.

Holy Insane Blog Hits Batman!

Wow, so yesterday was quite an exciting day for my little blog. After I posted my small review of Hailey Wojcik's Diorama I noticed I started getting quite a few hits on my blog. Then, yesterday between classes I checked my stat counter and saw my blog received more hits in one day than it does in an entire month, thanks to Miss Wojcik linking my post on her Tumblr.

Of course, the self conscious writer in me immediately re-read the post and went *facedesk* because that was not the best example of my writing. Nevertheless, I am grateful to Miss Wojcik for her thanks and I hope her album receives the success it deserves.

How to Make Chuck Awesomer

I've been thinking. A dangerous thought, I know, but it just so happens that I do use my brain on occasion.

Anyway, back to what I was thinking about. "Chuck" is awesome. I'm sure I've mentioned that on my blog before. And it's awesome in spite of the fact that Captain Awesome is one of my favorite characters on the show. His facial expressions and over use of the word "awesome" make me laugh. I keep waiting for him to throw an "o" on the end of one of those awesomes someday, making them totally awesome-o.

Again, I digress. "Chuck" is a great show, but the one thing that could make things better would be to throw Felicia Day into the mix. Yes I said it.

Felicia Day + "Chuck" = Awesomer-ness.

This picture just solidifies my argument.


Nerdy AND sexy. If I had a type, that would so be it, in a nutshell.

Just imagine it, Felicia comes in as one of the Buy More new hires, knocks Morgon off of his Carina pedestal and sweeps him off his feet with her knowledge of "The Guild" and gamer experience. Since it appears Anna is no more in season 3 (even if she does come back it still wouldn't hurt anything), the show is going to need another girl to balance out the Buy More freak level with Jeffster still hanging around. And what better way to do that than to give the audience a great and absolutely adorable actress in the process?

Besides, it wouldn't be a big stretch making Miss Day a subject of Buy Moria. She did have a small part in those Sears commercials, after all. She's already got retail experience, hire her Big Mike!

Is this not a genius idea?

Technical Difficulties

Apparently, the comment thing on my blog was having some problems and not letting people leave comments, but it is back up and working now. So feel free to test that puppy out.

Thanks Syd for letting me know about it.

Imaginary Friends With Benefits

[Update 1/14/2010] You're more than welcome Miss Wojcik. Thank you for the traffic you're sending my humble little blog.


Yesterday I posted a video from YouTube of a song called "Anglerfish" by Hailey Wojcik that I found while surfing the net. I was so smitten with the song that I did what I always do when I fall head over guitar for a band/musician; I scoured YouTube for even more music by them.

I am happy to report that I wasn't disappointed. In fact, I was completely blown away, this girl is amazingly talented and I can't believe I haven't heard of her before now. She kind of reminds me of Julia Nunes of YT fame but even better because she has expanded her musical sound to incorporate a multitude of instruments.

As sort of a reference for why I have suddenly fallen so in love with Wojcik's music, the two things I look for in music is how well composed the song is and the lyrics. For an example on the music I always check to see they use more than just the standard guitar, bass and drumset. Which she more than measured up to with her song "Luck" where she was accompanied by a tuba and accordion as well as other instruments.

The other thing I look at, after the instrumental composition, is the lyrics and again I was more than surprised because every song tells a story with educated literary references on more than one occaision and a better than average vocabulary.

As far as her vocals she's slightly reminiscent of Ingrid Michaelson but at the same time she is in a category all of her own. If you think you might like her in the slightest, then I strongly recommend you get her album A.S.A.P., you won't regret it. And hey, would I ever steer you wrong? Okay, I would if it were for something funny, but music is something I take very seriously. So just get it, no questions asked. And if you don't like it I will personally apologize.

Well, this music obsessed girl has to get to class now. Happy hump day!

Glee Returns!

I heard through the grapevine known as the World Wide Web that "Glee" was picked up for a second season by FOX. Do I even need to express how flipping excited I am about that? The answer is no, because if you don't know already then I won't scare you with my over zealous enthusiasm.

Apparently, they're also giving fans a chance to audition for three new roles they're adding to the show. If I could sing I would be all over that, but alas, I was gifted with a miraculous love for music but no musical talent of my own.

91 days til "Glee" returns!

"Anglerfish"

I can't make this a long update because I gotta run to class but I wanted to share this song I found that is just full of the awesome power of awesomeness.



The song is called "Anglerfish" by Hailey Wojcik. I find this song incredibly endearing in its blatant honesty. Not to mention it's totally hilarious.

Have a great day.

Oh! P.s. For a nice little review of her current album Diorama go
here ->http://www.tittletunes.com/?p=297

Romanticism

Yes, I am updating my blog at 5am. Surprised? So am I! You might be asking yourself, "Why is this strange girl awake so early and updating her blog, no less?" I shall tell you.

The truth of the matter is, I procrastinated. I procrastinated like I knew I would, rather than doing my homework on time I enjoyed my last bit of freedom before getting down to business on writing this paper. Only this time, procrastination has come to bite me in the ass.

If I knew procrastinating would cause such a problem, then why did I do it? Well the answer, I'm sorry to say, is because I didn't realize I would have such a problem writing this paper. The paper is for an English class. So, automatically, I scoffed at the idea of writing the paper early. English is a breeze for me so the mere thought of taking the time to start one early is laughable when I can have it done from start to finish in a couple hours. Less time if it's only a one-pager like this one is supposed to be.

Unfortunately for me, I didn't bother to check and see what the topic of the paper is. For this paper I'm supposed to explain why Henry Wadsworth Longfellow is a romantic.

Other than the time he wrote in and the subject of his poems, I have no idea what to write this paper on. I couldn't even solidly define Romanticism if my life depended on it.

Can you make a case for why Longfellow is a romantic? If you can, I am so your new best friend.

So here I am procrastinating even more with this paper...I'm totally screwed.

Homework and "Chuck"

Aaaaaall byyyyyy myyyyseeeeeeelf, withallthishomework. Don't wanna be, aaaaaaall byyyy myyyseeeelf, dun dun duuuun, withallthishomework.

So classes started Wednesday and already I'm drowning in homework. In this sense I kind of miss high school. At least the teachers then gave you a chance to catch your breath before piling the work on. But noooo, college professors expect you to be prepared, and organized, and all grown up and shtuff. Not cool, just not cool.

As such, I'll be spending part of my weekend with my nose to the grind trying to get back into the swing of things. I totally got lazy over break getting to sleep in and do nothing that required more than the mental capacity of a gnat. Needless to say my brain is rusty.

Which is evidence by the way I sat in all of my classes with that glazed look in my eyes trying to force myself to pay attention and not think about how HOT one of my professors is. I have her for two classes in a row and towards the end of the day I was thinking it's going to be really hard to focus until she announced that she was pregnant and we'll be watching her pop since she's due in June, I thought to myself "Oh. Hmmm, she's still hot. Damn."

In other news, in honor of season 3 of "Chuck" starting this Sunday, I've been going through a small "Chuck" marathon. I love the show but I didn't get a chance to watch all of season 2 so I've been catching up. I forgot how much I truly enjoyed that show and its great writing.

So here's to "Chuck" and me not drowning in school and work this semester and having to give up on "Chuck" once again. Have a great weekend.

Buffy Season 8

A couple weeks ago I finished my Buffy marathon I had going with Netflix and decided to pick up a few of the Buffy Season 8 TPB's. I read the first volume a year or so ago and really liked it because I felt it stayed true to the characters and the whole Buffy universe.

SPOILER ALERT

If you haven't read to Vol. 3 of Season 8 you'll want to skip the rest of this post.

I kind of have a bone to pick with Vol. 3, because in it there's a story line where Buffy has a brief fling with one of her slayer recruits which I wasn't really a fan of. Don't get me wrong I'm all up for lesbian goodness. I mean hello, Willow and Tara are still my all time favorite couple. But I think having Buffy sleep with a girl is a bit of a stretch. Through out the entire series she's always been completely hetero without the least bit of a hint at the possibility of her jumping fences.

To have her casually sleeping with a girl just doesn't seem true to her character. Yes, I understand the whole concept of sexuality being fluid, and yes, I realize this is just a comic I'm talking about, but that's just where I stand on the whole topic there. God it has never been more obvious how much of a geek I am. Oy.

Reflections and Resolutions

The beginning of the year is always a great time for reflecting on the past and making resolutions for the coming year.

When I think about the past year, 2009 wasn't the greatest of years, but it was a year of valuable lessons learned and personal growth. I'm not the same person now as I was this time last year, and I won't be the same person a year from now. But each bit of change will be one step forward, because I refuse to go backwards anymore. My past is behind me and all I have to do now, is look ahead and follow the path I have laid out for myself.

I am proud of who I've become. I'm stronger and more focused now than I have ever been before. I can finally see the future I've been working so hard to achieve coming to life. I'm going places, and I won't allow anything to get in the way of that.

This is my resolution for 2010. I resolve to have a year of positive growth, of leaps and bounds forward in my schooling and career. I resolve to not let the little things get to me. To stop seeing myself in such a negative light, and realize what a truly amazing person I am.

2010 is going to be a great year, I can feel it.

2010: A Year of Good Things to Come

Haaaappy New Year! It's a little late, I know, but I've been working and trying to get ready for classes that start this Wednesday.

The rest of my birthday went amazingly well. Right before I was about to leave to go out with my friends, my Uncle came over with a present my mom had him drive back in his truck when they were down in Florida for Christmas. All I saw as he walked up was a huge ass box and I couldn't figure out what the heck it was until he got closer and I realized it was a new guitar. Not just any guitar, a Fender electric guitar with amp and everything. I was totally geeked! I didn't even ask for that for my birthday so I was in total shock. It was an awesome present.

Going out with my friends was really fun too, we bar hopped most of the night and then finally just settled at one bar talking and having a good time until it closed. My closest friend is a total camera fiend so there was tons of pictorial evidence the next morning. I just rolled my eyes because of course I was a tipsy goof ball in most of them.

New Years was great too. It was really relaxing hanging with my family, eating some fantastic food, playing cards and watching the ball drop. Unfortunately, I had to work the next day so I only had one drink early in the night but I didn't mind too much since I really didn't feel like being hungover.

All in all the past week has been great. I bought Glee on DVD with some birthday money and I've been watching that almost non-stop. Have I mentioned I love this show? No? I effing LOVE this show. Other than that I've been waiting for classes to start, I'll be super busy this semester since I'm taking 17 credit hours but it'll keep me from getting bored. I won't be able to blog as often as I have been over break but I'll try to check in at least once a week little blog, so don't get all choked up.