Monday, September 19, 2011

My apologies.

I just read my last post.

Boy, oh boy.  I am most definitely silly and I think it's clear to say that I have a tendency to overreact about tedious things.  Sometimes I just need to shut up.  I should just delete it, because I would feel badly if my love saw the crap I spewed out.  But, my bloggity involves many things.  The good in me and the really ugly.  So it stays.

Anyway.  Moving on now..

I've been watching Ally McBeal on Netflix.  I just reached season four (out of five).  It makes me happpppy!  Ally just started dating Larry Paul (played by Robert Downey Jr.).

GROWL!  RBJ is a fox.

I tend to sexualize men.  I always have, ever since I reached puberty.  It's bizarre, because I do it more frequently with celebrities/athletes/the unattainable.

Actually, that's a lie.  I sexualize my boo too.  He's a dreamboat.  And what's better is he's MY dreamboat.  But, we're all allowed to have crushes on those far-far-far out of reach.  He likes Jennifer Aniston and the woman from Weeds (as well as plenty others, I bet).

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I start my last year of college next week.  Blarg.  How completely outrageous is that?  Of course, I will most likely go to grad school, so theoretically it won't be my last-last year.  But with regards to my Bachelor degree, it will be my last year.


Adulthood is weird.  After school, I hope to get a job.  Any job outside of waitressing, preferably.  I looked around a bit.  I would be getting a huge pay cut if I actually pursued a career in the field I'm interested in.  As awful, crazy, and demeaning as serving can be--it brings in great money.  That is a perk I'd rather not leave behind.

Alright, I'm finished rambling.


I open en la manana.  So, I'll be going to sleep by seven pm.  Because I have to wake up at four am.

My life.  This is it.
I sleep in the early evening to start work while it's still dark out.
It's only slightly frustrating.

Just kidding, I loathe it.

So long, friends.

-Amandaaaaaaaaaaa

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