It seems I haven't written a blog post in quite some time now. Now, I could pretend that I've just been super busy (which isn't a complete lie) or I could tell the truth and say that blog posts scare me. Not in the "guys with long dirty fingernails" way, but close to it. The fact is, stringing words together just isn't as easy as stringing uncooked pasta onto yarn. Don't get me wrong, I love writing. Sometimes it's just hard to get those creative juices flowing when pulp is stuck in your crazy straw. Anyway, I'm going to talk about my life in the next few paragraphs. Stop reading if you don't care about me. Or if you do care about me. Truth is, Hercules is on Netflix and that's a hell of a lot more entertaining than anything I'm about to write.
First order of business: Yes, that is a photo of me from last Halloween. I want you guys to know that I am a real human being with hair and a face. The tips of my hair aren't blue, but we can pretend they are. Also, TELL ME I'M PRETTY. Haha, I kid, I kid.
Second order of business: SENIOR YEAR HAS ARRIVED. I live in a house with six other girls, which is fun because now the blame is dispersed amongst six other people when the cookies mysteriously go missing. Classes are fun in the way that getting tree sap on your hands is fun. I'm at a job that I really like. I'd say "love," but I'm physically incapable of loving any establishment that doesn't have a freezer full of those Spongebob popsicles with the gumball eyes. Life has been a bit hectic, hence why I haven't been tweeting as much. If you can believe it, there is a beautiful world outside of your smartphone full of sunshine and squirrels and dollar drink specials. Graduation is right around the corner, but so is Dairy Queen, which means that any anxiety that I might have about becoming an adult can easily be washed down with a cold milkshake.
Third order of business: I HAVE A BOYFRIEND. Haha, just kidding. I reactivated my Tinder for a day and remembered how awful the average college male is, so no complaints here. I've decided that my "type" is a mix of The Buried Life guys, Cory Matthews, Scott Disick and Eric from The Little Mermaid. So if you are a fun-loving sarcastic fellow with curly dark hair and a mermaid for a girlfriend HMU. Or if you have a pulse, whatever.
Fourth order of business: I'M GOING TO BE A WORLD CLASS TRAVELER. Kind of. First stop, Cancun for a week full of queso and bad decisions (revolving around queso). I'm staying at some place that sounds like a stripper name, should be promising. Second stop, Europe for two weeks after graduation. The second stop isn't official or anything, but I've only drunkenly eaten a baguette in the U.S. so it might be cool to do it overseas. Also, I would love to walk the streets of England (Britain? United Kingdom?) and hum Fergie's "London Bridge" while searching for a cute guy to make out with in an air duct. Please tell me you've seen Winning London because if you haven't then you'll probably think I'm a hussy.
Fifth order of business: Anyway, there's some stringing of words for you. Nothing too exciting, but it's me, so what'd you expect?
Peace, love, and I feel like I have to end the post this way because consistency is key,
Awkward Girl
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