One more day left!!
(I apologize for the lack of a post yesterday. Shopping with my mom took over my whole day.)
As I stated above, yesterday was filled with shopping. However, that means that today I have to do all of my homework (yay me : ( )
Anyways, no-one really looked at my post two days ago. I have to say that surprised me, but maybe I have nothing interesting to say anymore.
Completely different conversation starts here: Any of you Office fans, I don't know if you have heard, but there have been rumors that the actor who plays Dwight Schrute, Rainn Wilson, may be doing a spinoff of the show, which would make him the main character. If you are like me, you are excited about the premise and I hope it becomes a good spinoff.
Speaking of spinoffs, unlike most people, I actually liked the spin off Joey. I thought it was funny, and I liked the characters in that show.
Here's my list of shows I would bring back if I had enough money (take note Firefly is not on this list, because I believe it belongs where it is now, in the t.v. graveyard):
(not in any specific order)
1. Joey
2. The Complete Savages
3. Better Off Ted
4. Arrested Development
5. Life on a Stick
6. Quintuplets, (and for all you Anglophiles out there,)
7. Vicar of Dibley (This was one that was popular when I lived in England, it has the hilarious Dawn French in it, as the village of Dibley's first female vicar. This premise sounds a little dull, but it is well worth watching.)
Now I must go and do homework,
If anyone wants to ask me any questions, just send me a comment.
Peace.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Friday, January 27, 2012
January 27th
Hey people who read this,
I wanted to just alert you that this was........ an ordinary day. : (
I generally don't like ordinary days, just because there's not much to tell about my day.
A normal day for me consists of my waking up at 8:30 (8:35 if I am lucky) to take the 3 month old puppy out for her 1st (of many) bathroom breaks. I then take her back in, give her a treat and her breakfast, and hopefully have enough time to make myself a cup of coffee before her breakfast hits her stomach and she has to go out again.
Essentially, my actions, at the moment, are dictated by a small 16 pound puppy.
In other news, I got to talk to my friend today. It was nice having some human interaction during the eight hours a day I have the puppy (albeit on the phone, but it still counts in my mind.) During the conversation with my guy friend, I realized for the first time in a while, I was able to think about someone else's drama other than my own. In case any of you are wondering, it was the most awesome feeling. I like helping someone with their problems; it feels good to give back to people.
Speaking of which, if any of you have any problems that you want someone to tell, so that you can get it off of your chest, I am more than willing to listen. Email me if that sounds like something that would help you.
On another unrelated note, I received a DVD on how to make red velvet cupcakes from Cookology today. I was so excited. For all you who have never heard of Cookology, it's a recreational culinary school in Dulles Town Center Mall. It's cooking classes in a mall! I went to a class, and it was so much fun. Anyways, you should definitely checkout the website cookologyonline.com.
Anyways, I think I have given you, my reader, many things to think about, and so it is that I bid you adieu.
Night readers.
I wanted to just alert you that this was........ an ordinary day. : (
I generally don't like ordinary days, just because there's not much to tell about my day.
A normal day for me consists of my waking up at 8:30 (8:35 if I am lucky) to take the 3 month old puppy out for her 1st (of many) bathroom breaks. I then take her back in, give her a treat and her breakfast, and hopefully have enough time to make myself a cup of coffee before her breakfast hits her stomach and she has to go out again.
Essentially, my actions, at the moment, are dictated by a small 16 pound puppy.
In other news, I got to talk to my friend today. It was nice having some human interaction during the eight hours a day I have the puppy (albeit on the phone, but it still counts in my mind.) During the conversation with my guy friend, I realized for the first time in a while, I was able to think about someone else's drama other than my own. In case any of you are wondering, it was the most awesome feeling. I like helping someone with their problems; it feels good to give back to people.
Speaking of which, if any of you have any problems that you want someone to tell, so that you can get it off of your chest, I am more than willing to listen. Email me if that sounds like something that would help you.
On another unrelated note, I received a DVD on how to make red velvet cupcakes from Cookology today. I was so excited. For all you who have never heard of Cookology, it's a recreational culinary school in Dulles Town Center Mall. It's cooking classes in a mall! I went to a class, and it was so much fun. Anyways, you should definitely checkout the website cookologyonline.com.
Anyways, I think I have given you, my reader, many things to think about, and so it is that I bid you adieu.
Night readers.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
January 26th
An exact four days until my birthday. (Don't worry, all of my posts won't be about my birthday.)
So about my day, I was walking my puppy today around the neighborhood, and I realized when I had to make her stop in order to cross the road, that there were an old couple in the car crossing it. After five minutes of them crossing the 40 feet of the street and the old man giving me weird looks, I was able to cross the road.
It occurred to me shortly after this that I realized that maybe stereotypes actually were true when it came to old people and driving.
Anyways another thought that I had today was that my body temperature is way off. I was walking outside today, in a pair of sweatpants, and a tee shirt, while the other people I saw had coats on, and "real" pants. I thought this was ludicrous, but looking back on it, I was probably the odd one out.
The most rewarding thing I did all day was finally watching the movie Crazy, Stupid, Love. Any person, who has an appreciation for men's abs, who has seen this movie would probably say the high point of this movie was when Ryan Gosling took his shirt off. (Not going to lie, it was pretty amazing.) However, I don't think that this was the only redeeming quality. I did like the fact that everything worked out in the end for the main characters. I also must bring attention to the relationship between Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone. It was cute and endearing, and I only hope I find a love like that one day of my own. (Now I sound really desperate right, but I am a hopeless romantic, so deal with it. : P )
Whoever reads this should definitely send post a message, so that I actually know who is visiting me. :)
Bye.
So about my day, I was walking my puppy today around the neighborhood, and I realized when I had to make her stop in order to cross the road, that there were an old couple in the car crossing it. After five minutes of them crossing the 40 feet of the street and the old man giving me weird looks, I was able to cross the road.
It occurred to me shortly after this that I realized that maybe stereotypes actually were true when it came to old people and driving.
Anyways another thought that I had today was that my body temperature is way off. I was walking outside today, in a pair of sweatpants, and a tee shirt, while the other people I saw had coats on, and "real" pants. I thought this was ludicrous, but looking back on it, I was probably the odd one out.
The most rewarding thing I did all day was finally watching the movie Crazy, Stupid, Love. Any person, who has an appreciation for men's abs, who has seen this movie would probably say the high point of this movie was when Ryan Gosling took his shirt off. (Not going to lie, it was pretty amazing.) However, I don't think that this was the only redeeming quality. I did like the fact that everything worked out in the end for the main characters. I also must bring attention to the relationship between Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone. It was cute and endearing, and I only hope I find a love like that one day of my own. (Now I sound really desperate right, but I am a hopeless romantic, so deal with it. : P )
Whoever reads this should definitely send post a message, so that I actually know who is visiting me. :)
Bye.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Today, January 25th
Exactly five days until my birthday. The fateful day I turn nineteen.
I use fateful in the sarcastic way, as nothing really happens when you turn nineteen. Your hair doesn't fall out, you don't suddenly grow anything that wasn't there before, you aren't legal to drink for 2 more years. So all in all it is just a reminder that you are one year older and not really any different than you were perhaps even the day before.
Apart from of course the birthday celebrations itself of course.
Basically, what I am trying to say is that I miss those days when I was little and waited for what seemed like years (even though it was really just days) for the cake piled high with icing, shaped as whatever I liked at the moment, and the presents (oh how I miss the presents), so many, with colorful wrappings, which seemed like they could be anything (although they were clearly box shaped and probably held a doll).
I miss those days, those where my only care in the world was if my toys got dirty from playing with them outside.
Where did the years go, and where, most importantly, did that small little girl, with her head filled with wonderment, disappear off to?
I use fateful in the sarcastic way, as nothing really happens when you turn nineteen. Your hair doesn't fall out, you don't suddenly grow anything that wasn't there before, you aren't legal to drink for 2 more years. So all in all it is just a reminder that you are one year older and not really any different than you were perhaps even the day before.
Apart from of course the birthday celebrations itself of course.
Basically, what I am trying to say is that I miss those days when I was little and waited for what seemed like years (even though it was really just days) for the cake piled high with icing, shaped as whatever I liked at the moment, and the presents (oh how I miss the presents), so many, with colorful wrappings, which seemed like they could be anything (although they were clearly box shaped and probably held a doll).
I miss those days, those where my only care in the world was if my toys got dirty from playing with them outside.
Where did the years go, and where, most importantly, did that small little girl, with her head filled with wonderment, disappear off to?
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