Wednesday, December 4, 2013


So, today I had piano lessons at EIGHT AM today. That sucks. It was super cold. And usually I tell myself that I will get up early enough to practice a little bit before my lesson but usually I just hit the snooze button until I have to run to make it to my lesson. But then today when my alarm went off at 6:30 I made myself a deal. I told myself that if I managed to get up and practice for a half an hour before my lesson, then I could take a nap when I got back from French.
I got up and practiced.
I have to reward myself for doing things.
I have discovered that the ultimate motivator is sleep.
If it were possible to get naps for Christmas, that's all I would ask for.
Instead I have to bribe myself with them in order to get things done.

I've always been a good sleeper. As a baby basically all I did was sleep. My aunt was very jealous because cousin Carol [who is the same age as me] never slept and was constantly bouncing around with energy. My mom could just leave me in my carrier for hours at a time.
Congratulations me, you are four years old again.


Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Lame. I am lame.

So...Um...I haven't posted in awhile...
I actually promised Celeste to her face that I would update like three days ago.
My deepest apologies.

Well...I survived Thanksgiving.
And now I'm back at my dorm room.
I actually spend the better part of today in a coffee shop in Dundee and then I went to a bookstore on Pacific street. It was lovely. I was all by myself and I wrote letters and read books and I really liked it.
I also found a Christmas gift for my grandpa and he is IMPOSSIBLE to buy for so I really consider this day a success!

Okay. I'm a super boring person today.
I apologize for that.
I hope for your sakes that something interesting happens to me soon.


Wednesday, November 27, 2013


So, um, uh, I don't know what to tell you. I guess. I think.

Thanksgiving is coming up.
That means that I will be spending several uninterrupted days with my brothers...


I'll be sure to update you on the events that transpire.

If I survive.

Because it's possible that I won't.


Sunday, November 17, 2013


This weekend was a big weekend for me.
As some of you may know, I have an extreme social anxiety that has resulted in my refusal to attend most social events and a tendency to lock myself in my room for days at a time.
(Temporarily of course. I plan on going back to my hermit ways by Monday.)

So, on Friday night I went to the UNO Mavericks hockey game. We won! We beat the Michigan Wolverines who are number two in the country! But then we played them again on Saturday and lost, but only by one point and nevermind that anyway. After the hockey game we went to Applebees and were there till one a.m. (I didn't even know Applebees was open that late.) Then on Saturday I went to a soccer game, then ice skating, then the second hockey game. (Incidentally I was the only person in our ice skating group not to fall down AT ALL. I AM SO AWESOME. Years of rollerblading as a child has finally paid off.) After the hockey game we came back to the dorm and watched High School Musical 2. I've always thought that was the worst one, but that was what cousin Carol put in. And I'm am proud to say that I still know EVERY WORD TO EVERY SINGLE SONG. I'VE STILL GOT IT. The boys seemed very impressed that cousin Carol and I had the soundtrack. But anyway, my main point is that I was out in the world socializing with real people for TWELVE STRAIGHT HOURS. THAT IS INSANE FOR ME. Normally I would have at least needed a book break or something BUT I DID IT. This is either a turning point in my social aptitude or I am going to spend the next week refusing to be around anyone for more than twenty minutes because I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF PEOPLE.
I guess we'll just have to find out.

Also, my Green Bay Packers are crashing and burning and my soul hurts.


Monday, November 11, 2013


I have decided that I like sleep more than food. I would happily give up eating in order to sleep all the time. I love sleeping so, so much.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013


I slept in a hallway for an hour today. And it really wasn't all that uncomfortable.

I was sent this photo by the jerk from my French class sitting across from me.


Monday, November 4, 2013

Psychological Experiments

So you've all heard of Pavlov's dogs right? The guy who would ring a bell every time he fed his dogs and over time every time he rang the bell they would salivate, whether he was feeding them of not. Then there's 'The Office' version in which Jim trains Dwight to expect an altoid every time he shut down his computer. WELL I HAVE BEGUN MY OWN EXPERIMENT. AND IT IS SUCCEEDING.
So my cousin Carol (whom I live with) has this issue where she says "true story bro" ALL THE FREAKING TIME. And I have expressed to her how much I disapprove and hate this. So about two weeks ago I started slapping her every time she said it. No matter where we were or what was happening. (I was even forced to hit her in church once). And she just admitted to me a few minutes ago that's ITS WORKING. She is consciously repressing using those three words when she's around me to avoid getting slapped. She says she hates that it's working but she has no choice but to admit that it is.
I feel so accomplished and kick. ass.
So be prepared. I may begin conducting sociological experiments on random people. You've been warned.