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Left-Over Ice Cream

So here I am. Eating left over ice cream from my birthday 

(Last week, woot woot! #22!) 

and sitting on Facebook. 

It’s Spring Break.

I am so lame.

This morning I did homework. 

I am so cool.

^^Did you catch the sarcasm? 

Alright, so I promise this has a point.

While I was eating my left over ice cream and listening to First Love by The Maccabees...

“Do you wanna be alone? D’you wanna be alone?”

That’s a dumb question.

Of course I don’t want to be alone! It’s quite frankly the thing I have the biggest problem with. It might have to do with the fact that I just spent the last year and a half always with someone. Now, I’m more often alone than not. How does one fix that?

Answer: Boyfriend. 

Haha! Just kidding. Friends are great, too. Who doesn't like spending time with people they enjoy spending time with? 

This past week I went on a date with a boy. It didn't go over well. I mean, he was a nice guy. But I just wasn't feeling it. 

If he just hadn't have used that cheesy liner of getting “lost in my eyes...”

Now I've got to tell him. 

The modern day problem...text? Phone call? In person? Or just don’t talk to him? 

I’m a heartless creature who prefers the last option. 

But it’ll probably not end up that way if I want my sanity. 

So, how does one successfully date? And date well? Perhaps this is a question to the married people. They seemed to have come out of the other end alright. 

They probably would say something about patience. 

Isn’t that something gained over time, though? Seems appropriate. 

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Just Another Manic Monday

So today was pretty funny. I had some funnies. Let's start with this morning. 

So I decided that I would really kick start my week in the right way. What does that mean??

5:30 am running!!! 

Ya. I don't know why either. Proooobably because that's the only time I have to run. I'll take it though!

I usually run around a giant block. It's not very long, but in my outofshapeness, it's a great little run. 

I booked it around the second corner this morning, when off in the distance I see two lights bobbing up and down. Then I hear voices....

Great. Morning runners. Ugh. I didn't know what to do...because it was pitch black and I don't like running with a flashlight..I figured I would just slide past them without them ever knowing. 

Brilliant!

What I didn't account for was the labored breathing and heavy footsteps I happened to be creating as I tried to ninja past them. 

*Cue screaming*

*And further screaming*

*And still screaming*

They were all older women for goodness sake! I'm not that scary.

In the words of Winnie the Pooh, "Oh bother." Sorry, lady! Next time I'll just hide in the bushes...And then JUMP out. Ha!

As for this afternoon. I'm still laughing about it! 

So, there am I, in the kitchen of the institute building, enjoying a nice bowl of Life cereal. (It's about time I got to enjoy some of that stuff! Dad would always hide it from us when we were little...). 

That's when I got a text.

Woot woot! I'm popular. There's something about having that little message symbol pop up :) 

"Where you at?"

"Where do you think? The kitchen of course!" (I literally live there)

This is where you're going to need some back story. In short, I ate some wrong food over the weekend that still wanted to be my friend. After I had sent off my reply, the toilet was needed urgently. So I booked it to the bathroom. 

An appropriate amount of time later, I emerged from the bathroom. My eyes fell to quite the scene. 

There is the friend that sent the text. 

Almost peeking into the kitchen.

With a empty plastic bowl raised above his head in a I'm-getting-read-to-throw-this-at-my-friend-who-I-think-is-in-the-kitchen kind of sort of way. 

Then his face. 

It screamed, "YOU CAUGHT ME! CONFUSED! WAIT....what??"

That's when I began to bust up. I wish you could have been there. I'm sure he would love to reenact it. 

Who said Mondays were boring?