5. A and A

So I can’t focus at my school’s library for a couple reasons.

1. People are loud

2. I run into people I know

3. (the main reason) There are always attractive guys that keep me distracted.


So now I go to the public library. It’s a lot quieter, I have less of a chance seeing people I know, and it’s mostly older people that come in here. All three reasons are taken care of.


The other day I was sitting in one of the cubicles with my ear buds in listening to the classical music for studying station on Pandora. I realized after some time there was a faint beat in the background of my music. I thought this was weird because since when does classical music have drums or make me want to bob my head to it.  It was really distracting and I couldn’t get any studying done.

Then I realized that two cubicles over there was a guy with headphones on listening to really loud rap music. I have nothing against rap music. I even listen to it on occasion. But when I’m studying I do not appreciate it one bit.  The older guy between us definitely wasn’t a fan either.

I would try to look over and give him my “turn that shit down!” face. The only problem was that he must of thought I was checking him out because he smiled…. awkward! Eventually he did end up leaving and I did get my studying done.


The awesome part of my week? I’m not really sure I have one. I usually have more awkward things happen to me than awesome ones any ways. I guess I can’t complain that my favorite hockey player (Sidney Crosby) got a hat trick and was named NHL’s 3rd star of the week. I think that would mostly be the awesome part of his week since he’s the one who accomplished it… right? I don’t know. That’s all I got.


In the mean time I’ll work on my “I’m not checking you out” face.




4. A and A (What’s my age again?)

I hope everyone had a wonderful week! I had finals for my summer class so mine was pretty stressful, but I made it!

Here’s my A and A of my week. What’s yours?


The awesome part of my week is that I am finished with my summer class, and now have a break for two weeks! Finally I get to relax. I spent the weekend with my family at our cabin, and my birthday is in two days!


The awkward part of my week is that I was sitting down at a table with my three cousins (16, 14, and 13 years old) and two other 16 year olds, drinking a beer while they all had healthy glasses of milk. I guess I didn’t get the strong bones memo. I just thought I’d take the opportunity to exercise my liver, right? Let me just say that playing drinking games was obviously out. Milk pong anyone?


Oh well, next time I just need to remember to bring a friend to drink adult milk with. Have a fantastic week!



3. A and A

Well like always I will start out with the awesome part of my week.

Awesome part of my week is that I finally was able to talk to the cute boy that’s in my summer class. I wasn’t even awkward!!! I know, I’m just as surprised as you are!! I didn’t stutter, I made eye contact (which I weirdly try to avoid), I even managed to make him laugh. Everything was going great. I couldn’t believe how smooth I was. Something just wasn’t right…

Awkward part of my week… well the above scenario just sounded too good to be true right? Yeah. It was. While our conversation was flowing and good… my stomach decided that it wanted to betray me. At the right moment when there was a slight silence in our conversation my stomach decided that it wanted to curse at me for not eating breakfast. This wasn’t a quite measly little stomach growl. It was a full on “You better feed me now bitch!” growl that was oddly a few decibels too high. It also lasted, for what seemed like forever. Like  in the “Star-Spangled Banner” when singers try to hold on to the last note and you’re just waiting with your hands hovering apart in anticipation to clap. That’s how long it was. I tried making a joke, but my bodily function of needing to digest something betrayed me and made it awkward. Oh well, I knew things were just going too well.



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What can we learn from this? Don’t talk to cute boys on an empty stomach!


Sarcasm and Jealousy Makes Things Weird

Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Monster

Dear future wife of Sidney Crosby,

You do not exist yet. For all I know it could quite possibly be me. Probably not though. I just like to hope.

All I know is that I envy you most out of anyone in this world.

You probably will never know how lucky you really are. Or wait, maybe I will never know how lucky I really am? Man this is getting confusing already.

Am I writing to some other girl or my future self?

In reality some other girl, probably a model. Delusionally is not a word. Just go with it. Delusionally, I am writing to my future self. Alright good I got that straightened out.

Maybe this is the unhealthy obsession my family is talking about with hockey? I mean here I am writing an envious letter to the future Mrs. Crosby. Okay this is the epiphany I needed.  I really need to go and get myself date…. After I write this letter. And then after I might get some coffee. Or Tequila… that will help me talk to more boys men …maybe.

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Anyways, why am I jealous of you, the future Mrs. Crosby? Well for a more obvious point, just look at him! Those brown eyes, luscious locks of hair, a dazzling smile, kissable lips, and that in shape hockey body… ahhhhhhhh…….

Oh you’re still there? Sorry! Excuse me while I wipe the drool off my face.

Umm next point?

Yeah next point.

Well he’s humble, professional, and he likes to pull pranks! I mean seriously how fun is that? There’s nothing like a guy who likes to joke around and have fun every once in a while. His talent is just through the roof! I mean that boy can play hockey, it’s ridiculous… and attractive.

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Professional, Just look at that focus!

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Ridiculous talent

Some of that talent can rub off into future generations.  I would love to bear the next great hockey player in my womb for 9 months, and bring that kid into the world. Is that weird? It might be. But I guess it’s just a dream of mine to have a son that I can watch and cheer on as he becomes a hockey prodigy. Judge all you want… but I’m also just imagining what it would take to make that kind of magic… did I just make that weirder? Actually I think I made it awkward… You know that song “Fantasy” by Ludacris? Well I think I finally answered him back all those years of him asking “Now t-t-tell me wh-wh-what’s your fant-t-tsy?” Yeah… I like awkward.

Alright, enough about that. He’s not a piece of meat you know!

In summation (I feel like I’m writing a persuasive essay), if he’s having good games and scoring left and right then good! You’re doing a good job at keeping him happy. But, when he starts making mistakes and doing terrible, just know that it’s your fault and the entire Penguin’s fan community hates your stinkin’ guts and you are the scum between our toes!

Oh by the way, congratulations on the future wedding!


The “should be” Mrs. Crosby


2. A and A

The awesome part of my week is that I was able to drive home for the second weekend in a row, and hang out with my mom. I didn’t want to go out with friends, but somehow ended up drinking with her anyways. So much for the “not partying” part of my weekend. We walked up to a bar to drink, and then I drank at the state fair the next day. I think I drank more with my mom than I do with friends. How does the even happen!?!

The awkward part of my week is running into a friend that I was screening texts from simply because I didn’t want it to be a party with friends weekend.  I went to the state fair with my mom and a band that I happened to see with said friend last year was playing.  We hung out for a while to listen before heading out to go home. After we turned around I heard my friend scream my name  and ask what I was doing in town… Whoops! I knew running into her was a possibility since we both liked the band playing; however, the fair is a big place and didn’t think it would actually happen. I would have texted her back and told her if she knew how to take “No” for an answer when I don’t want to go out. So now when I don’t want to, I learned to just not answer. Only this time… I got caught.

Oh well. Shit happens.  Hope everyone else had a stellar week. Oh, and listen to people when they say no!


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I’m weird because….

I laugh at my own private jokes out loud.

I ask other people questions then answer them myself

I have full on conversations with animals

I watch “Gator Boy” marathons then think I can go out and catch myself an alligator

I watch the Syfy channel for comedic relief

I do an impression of ET (wrap up in a blanket, squat real low, then run/hobble around)

I celebrate Friday the 13ths like it’s a holiday

I’m the only girl I know who hasn’t had her wedding planned out since she was little: and still don’t

I’m deathly afraid of sharks, but still go surfing because of the adrenalin rush

I used to be scared of spiders, but now I have dreams about having spiders as friends

I love feeling sore after working out

I like to name inanimate objects (cars, computer, ipod, phone, alarm clock, etc.)


I’m awkward because…

I’ll start talking but never finish my point

I don’t make a lot of eye contact

When I don’t have anything to say I just smile a lot

I don’t get embarrassed when I should

I say/do extremely random things that leave people thinking “where the hell did that come from?!”

I have no problem talking to guys, until I find one attractive, then I turn into a shy stuttering nervous nelly

I point out the awkwardness in situations


I’m awesome because…

I can get through whole conversations using nothing but movie quotes

My sarcastic wit sometimes just takes over and is uncontrollable

I’d rather watch sports with guys than spend time gossiping with girls

I have no censor (unless it’s absolutely necessary)

I will try almost anything once


I’m most fun when…

I’ve had my fix of coffee for the day

I’m over tired and delirious

Someone gives me a couple shots of tequila

I’m bored and want to do something spontaneous

I want to procrastinate

I want to do nothing but dance dares (dance behind people without them noticing)


I’m happy because…

I have many things to be thankful for

A Harry Potter marathon is on TV right now

Mac Miller is in town, even though I won’t be able to see him

It’s almost my birthday

I’m going to see Ke$ha in concert soon

I have friends that accept and sometimes encourage my quirks



I’m sad because…

It’s 55 degrees in July, so iced coffee was not appropriate today

I never received a letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and forces me to accept that I am a muggle (I know this joke has been worn out beyond belief, but it legitimately is hard for me to accept it and makes me sad)

My cat won’t talk to me today

My drink is too far to reach and I don’t want to get up

Time is going by too fast

I hit the point where I’m too old according to my younger cousins and get made fun of

There’s still a couple months left until hockey season starts

No one else has had the honor of attending my concerts as I belt out many songs in the car on road trips (move over Beyonce, I’m becoming a pro)

My weird list is longer than my happy and awesome list combined


There’s clearly not enough going on in my life right now for me to resort to compiling these lists about myself.  Sometimes it happens. Hopefully after a night out tonight I will get back on track with my life’s inevitable laughable moments. Until then this is all you get. Keep on keeping on.