It's baaaaaaaaaack.
School is winding down and so the blog is on its way back!!
This post is dedicated to everyone enduring finals week out there. Whether you are a student, parent of a student, room mate of a student, girlfriend, boyfriend, boss, co worker of a student, expect to have a shitty next couple of weeks!
So for some, finals week means practicums. a 100 question test over the whole semester. For some, you (simply) need to write an essay. For some, you have to make a presentation. Or maybe your professor is an asshole and makes you do more than one of these options...
That being said, there will be a lot of all nighters out there, so get these ready
As we embark on this trip, you ever notice how professors just stand there perky as can be, knowing that you're about to die, or get crushed under the pressure of their little game and you just stand there like-
But you've known about this final most of the semester, right? well yeah, I mean I should have studied more throughout the semester but some things just take priority,
*I could always use more lives by the way...*
Don't rule anything out now, anything is possible. you never know, you might walk out of your final feeling like:
But of course, the expected result is more like...
In any event, happy finals week and may the scale be ever in your favor.
And when they are over, let's celebrate and kick back with some drinks
And Abbi Brockelbank
So you may have noticed a trend here. yeah. catching fire came out and has been #1 two weeks in a row, (another factor in my lack of studying). In fact I've been as they say "geeking out" over this movie. I have no shame, but then someone liked one of my pictures on instagram and I realized that I am not NEARLY as dedicated a fan as some people....
Incase the font is too small, this users name is "katnisschristmastree" what does that even mean? whoever it is, takes fangirl/christmas lover to a whole new level. As assumed, it's all katniss everdeen instagramed photos. I mean granted I'm sitting here writing a blog with a hunger games based theme but HOW...HOW is your life so boring that you come up with that kind of instagram page? This girl will not be owning her finals...
So the last time I was this caught up in a movie it was Pitch Perfect.
Aca-awesome right? Anna Kendrick, from Portland, fantastic in her role, looked up some of her other movies. She's great! And now with recent events, Jennifer Lawrence has taken over my woman crush wednesday. both are flawless, both know how to handle hollywood. They're both like my best friends. Welll you want to know what sucks? when you're two best friends hate each other...
I stumbled across this picture the other day and I just hope it's not true...how else will I have them both at my Gatsby party? (Invites also include Channing Tatum, Rebel Wilson, Josh Hutcherson, Bradley Cooper, Jennifer Anniston and so on)
So that's my Finals week/hunger games/ Hollywood news mashup.
I hope to write more about "life in the middle" soon, but I think my fellow college students really needed to see that we're all in the same boat this week. So study hard, or don't because we all know you're on twitter and tumbler and reading this instead of studying. But let's do our best and I will keep up with regular writings soon. I posted this to the FB feed last night, but I'm going to let Hercules close this post out with a motivational pep talk/song for all of us getting another step closer to our degrees!
Alright so this is my 8th post and I've been having a ton of fun writing this so far and with the holiday season fast approaching, material is probably going to get interesting (as if it wasn't already). That being said, I'm looking for some feedback. I can see how many people read the posts on a dashboard on the site I post the blog on. I'm looking more for like: What you like about the style of writing, what you want more of, less of, just a general feeling of how the posts have been. I was like this in school too. Feedback has always been something I appreciate. The blog is a great way for me to escape my stress. Not to toot my own horn but I have made myself laugh writing it even while I was actually in a really pissed off mood. I know most of you read this from facebook so message me or leave a comment on the link if you wish, or just sit back on the couch, at your desk or hey maybe you're on the toilet, read and enjoy!
This post is a little long, but it's because I had to go into some detail, and I admit, some of the 'funnies' in this write up are "had to be there" moments, but hang in there, the holidays with extra family time are making their way into the household. So stick it out for a boring post, and I promise the best is yet to come.
After Halloween, Travis, his GF Catrina and I really started to form a bond. That is what the basis of this blog is anyways...bonding with the Fam. Anyways, I have a thing for watching scary movies even though I lose tons and tons of sleep because I'm such a big baby and I scare very easily. So I started watching Paranormal Activity 3. By myself in the living room. This is the typical reaction I get: "Those movies aren't even scary...they're unrealistic blah blah blah. BULL. SH*T. I will have you know, I was looking this stuff up and Katie Featherston is one of the top Katies on google.
For those who don't know the series is about a girl haunted by a demon for her whole life and then is possessed by the demon in early-middle adulthood, kills her boyfriend abducts her nephew and whatnot. The third movie, the one I was watching that night was a flashback in which it shows Katie and he sister at elementary ages where they first encounter this demon. Or at the time, it was their imaginary friend- Toby. So Travis and Catrina get home halfway through the movie and Travis goes outside. I was sitting on the couch in front of a large window that looks out the front yard I know my brother. So I said alright I'm going to cut his fun out right now and not give him a chance to scare me so I'll go in the kitchen, Smart idea Brianna. So I'm in the kitchen with my Catrina and my nephew Cameron. Surprise, there are also windows in the kitchen. Travis cut out, my cut out of his fun and crept up to the kitchen window and jumped up on it yelling. needless to say, my yellow underwear turned a dark shade of brown in the back. I jumped so high I almost hit my head on the ceiling and turns out I was not as smart as I thought. I made Travis and Catrina watch the rest of the movie with me. She loves scary movies and I wasn't so keen on being alone. Travis used to be one of those people that said they were stupid movies and whatnot. Well we got watching it, and it starts getting to the intense part where the real scary stuff starts happening. Travis gets more and more nervous and then there's a part where the main guy opens door and there is a group of possessed women, and at that moment I watched my brother go from badass not scared of anything, to cry baby sitting between his sister and girlfriend on the couch. The movie ends obviously in death for a couple characters and Travis could not be quicker to shut the TV off. So we plan on watching a happy movie to get the creepiness out of our minds, we went to get pizza and then came back home to watch the Hangover III. As Travis goes to put it in the DVD player, he opens the case only to find the movie is not in the case and he left it at someone's house....now what....well Catrina just bought the Conjuring.. we could watch that...
ADVISORY: DO NOT google image the conjuring....I just shipped my pants in the SMCC library re-seeing some of the images that I saw while watching it, and saw some things that I didn't want to see, and hadn't seen because I was covering my eyes at that point in the movie. I was going to put one of them on here but considering I don't know the ages, or scare tolerance of the audience reading this, I'll keep them off the blog...but I mean it's not because I'm scared to look at them long enough to right click save, left click download, go to images which already has a picture of katie featherston and then click it again and have it pop up in a very large format on the blog and then resize it. It's not that at all.....just looking out for you guys ;)
So we start watching this movie...This post really will not do any justice to how scary we found it. There is a theme in the movie where the children of the family play a blindfolded version of hide and seek, and to help the seeker you have to clap twice to hint at where you might be hiding.
BREAKDOWN: "clap!" *clap clap* Got it? good. Well as the movie progresses, one of the ghosts/demons whatever they are lures the mother to this creepy closet by clapping twice and then sh*t goes down. And so, Like one of Pavlov's dogs, claps have conditioned me to pee my pants in fear. After the movie, (it's about 1AM at this point) everyone goes to bed. terrified, but we go.
So my bedroom is in the basement, I was already in tears for the trauma that this movie caused me. Travis and Catrina slept in the living room part of the basement. As the lights were off in the basement, in my bedroom and all was quiet, I hear *CLAP CLAP* from the basement area. (Children under the age of 18 cover your eyes, and don't read, or if it's being read to you cover your ears, this next paragraph is rated R for..)
"TRAVIS R YOU REALLY THAT MUCH OF AN ASSHOLE SHUT THE FUCK UP DON'T FUCKING CLAP AGAIN"
The response I got?: Sorry...I thought we had the clapper light.
Also guess who woke up at 3:07 that night? THIS GIRL! woo woo! (for those who don't know, demonologists have stated the 3:07 is the hour at which most demons are active as it mocks the Catholics. It is also portrayed and explained in the movie as all the clocks in the house stop at 3:07 and bam. more shit goes down. PS I'm googling all these pictures and demonolgy stuff for you guys and I have to say I am not coping well...when I say I scare easily, I mean I really scare easily and google just does not give a hoot about how scary the pictures are.... ANYWAYS I woke up at 3:07, screamed a little, cried a little and fell back asleep. So all weekend was about pranking each other for my brother and I. I got home from work late one night and he was sitting on the couch in front of the window and so I knew my moment had come. I press my face against the window, make a creepy smiley face a mere couple inches from the back of his head and I gently tap the window. I wish I recorded the sound of what his scream sounded like. It was like a whale with a high pitched tone turned a corner and saw a big scary shark about to eat it (calm down marine biologsts. I know whales are bigger, a lot bigger and I'm sure there are other sciency things in which that wouldn't happen but now we're off topic thanks a lot..) Anyways he jumped off the couch and I was so happy I finally got my revenge. I went upstairs and there was my mom, who heard the whole thing, waiting for me with her hand already raised for a high five. I'd done good. I had gone to bed and later on Travis went downstairs to head to bed. I spent all night warning him not to do anything to scare me. I was very on edge and kinda uncomfortable. I hate being scared, why I still watch these movies I don't know... SO he's downstairs and I'm almost asleep. and what do I hear but 2 faint claps. I jump out of bed fling open my bedroom door and just ream. him. out. With a confused look on his face he's like uhhh are you kidding me.. "NO. are YOU kidding me, I'm not kidding, grow up I'm already scared enough.." "Brianna...I closed a DVD case..." you know how it has like 2 closing spots on the side...yeah...I just flipped out on my brother for closing a DVD case.. I told you I was a little on edge..So those scares stopped, but I was curious about Paranormal Activity 4...I hadn't seen it yet..So I waited for a Sunny day, both my parents were home and at about 12:30 in the afternoon I thought it was a darn safe time to watch it! As I watched it.. I got into my head that the Conjuring was so scary, that Katie Featherson doesn't even phase me anymore. I was so confidant, that I told my mom! I watched every scary part, and dumb bitch wasn't even in the movie! fabulous! and then...
She returns, and my cholesterol levels go through the roof. Ok, still not too scary, she's just a girl. I mean sure she stands there with a creepy look on her face and she talks like a creep throughout the whole movie, but hey I can get over it. wrong. the end of the movie comes, and I sat on the couch cuddling my dog, and cat and avoiding looking at the TV screen as her face gets all messed up, the women from the 3rd movie that scared Travis came back, and she lunges at the screen with a hiss and the movie ends. Cue another change of underwear for Brianna. We all do that thing when we're scared where we have to watch something happy and funny. I think only 1% of the world can watch a scary movie, and then go to bed unscathed.
What better way to fix all of this than America's favorite comedies. The Big Bang Theory, and Friends. Well those are Brianna's favorites anyways. Incase this may have sparked some fear in you, let's visit some of Sheldon Cooper's finest moments, and some good times from apartment #20 above Central Perk.
Let's move onto Tuesday, I woke up and threw on my cranky pants. I woke up late, as I had to drive dad to the airport and when Brianna wakes up late...you just don't even want to know.(IN MY DEFENSE, I didn't know what time dad was planning on leaving the house) It's like no matter what you do, it's wrong. I can laugh at it now, but my poor family...When someone is running late my parents usually will slow you down and ask what they can help you with. Dad, being the loving father he is went to pour the coffee for me.
-Normal reaction: awwhh how nice thanks dad!
-Brianna Tuesday morning reaction: .......That's not in my favorite travel mug....
Yup. I was THAT asshole demon child that took the mug, dumped it into the mug I wanted and chucked the one my dad originally poured it in, in the sink. As he stood there with a look on his face like... "hell no this is not the child I created.."
So dad and I get into the car and usually these early morning airport drives consists of baseball conversations, football conversations, how much A-rod sucks, work ethic, school, etc. Do you think there was even a word spoken on this trip? well there was, but it went like this:
"You need to be in that lane to get to the airport...."
"Fine." *swerved in such a way you could see my attitude in the headlights.
So I'm convinced I have a split personality because I look back on that and think "oh crap I reeeeeally hope I do not have a daughter just like me.."
So I got to school early because of the airport trip but I don't mind having extra time before class, good time to do homework. So I head to the SMCC library which in my opinion, studying at chuck E cheese would be more productive...in my few months there, I have grown to hate that library. more like the students that hang out there, but that's a story for another time.
I find a nice corner by the window to study at, only to find that I left my textbooks at home in all the mess....perfect..and so, I spent A solid hour at least on pinterest...then, when it was time I let my eyes adjust, went to my first class and my mood had picked up a little bit. Back to the library I went for my break until my next class...and another 2 hours on pinterest....I will never forget my books again...
I get home that night and this conversation happened at the dinner table:
Annika: "Did you get anymore rubber bands?" (There is a new phase going on with kids that make this bracelets out of rubber bands
Mom: "Do you have any idea how many of those I have pulled out of the dryer?"
Me: "I found a lego in the dryer the other day" *cue guilty look from chandler*
Mom: "....I found a tooth in the dryer..."
Oh do your kids lose teeth and put them in like an envelope or something and hold on until they put it under their pillow at night? Not the Johnstons. If someone loses a tooth in this house there is no telling where it might go before it goes under the pillow. Clearly non-chalant Chandler just casually keeps his teeth that he loses in his pockets.
In other news, Mom thought she would get the dog a new toy. most dogs like sqweeky toys, or bones or other toys designated for dogs. Not Lily. she's more of a stuffed animal chewer, so what does mom buy? a cute little happy looking bear from the dollar store. I protested. The bear looked so happy! however, Lily has refrained from chewing it and instead treats it like a baby...I pretended to steal it from her this morning and instead of ripping it out of my hands like she would with any other toy, she say with a worried look, and then gently tried to take it back. The rest of the morning, she's looked like this:
So that's the week's report on the Johnston household, Like I said I hope some crazy holiday stuff starts happening so I can have you rofl-ing while reading. Again, any feedback is good and appreciated, and I am now on the prowl for material for next week!
Since there is so much material to cover, I think I start off with a helpful guide so those who are unfamiliar can keep track of the stars of the blog.
Valerie Johnston- Mom- gave birth to most of us
Steven Johnston- Dad- The mustache with a face attached to it
Child #1 -Travis Gibson- The eldest sibling, Fireman, proud father of Cameron (5 y.o.) and Natalie (13 y.o.)
Child #2- Andrew Johnston- Funny fireman brother that lives around the corner
Child #3- Allison Johnston- Figure skates, drives a mini cooper, drinks starbucks and saves the Amazon
Child #4- Brianna Johnston- Me, the favorite child.
Child #5- Savannah Johnston- Jealous that I'm the favorite. And also next to graduate.
Child #6- Annika Johnston- 7th grader, taller than everyone, will probably start med school next year.
Child #7- Chandler Johnston- 5th grade,The baby of the family, the funniest child, very difficult to get mad at...
Melissa- Girlfriend to Andrew, basically already like a sister, This blog's #1 Fan, Mother of Morgan.
Morgan- Daughter of Melissa, funny and happy little third grader who makes me laugh daily.
That's the basic rundown. I will print off copies of a handbook if requested.
OK finally,
This blog's material starts with last Monday. It was Senior night for the vollyball team so All but 1 sibling in the list made it to the event to see Savannah in her last high school volly ball game. This was also the same night as my dosage calculations nursing final so so I had to plan strategically of rushing through a test that decided my next 2 semesters, while also getting back to Windham through Portland's rush hour traffic in time for the game. (good news, I got a 92% on the final and passed the class. slight ecstatic but let's get back to the real story). With 5 separate cars, The Johnstons (minus only Allison) were all at the game. pretty impressive to get that many of us in 1 place, when that place isn't a funeral or a wedding.
Within just a few minutes of my arrival, there was an aroma in the air...it was like a cloud took over the whole section that we took up. It made you feel a little light headed. A little caught up in your throat. The foul smell could have deflated the volly ball with it's power. But where did it come from? What caused even Chandler's hair to curl? Non other than a fart. from the one and only Andrew. The deadly fog left eventually and so we start watching the match again.
*Flashback* When a family member is a senior in high school, it is only natural to think of anything embarrassing they might have done in their lifetime. In this case, it was something that was very cute at the time. See, When Savannah was little she used to wrap a blanket around her like a cape, and jump off of any surface she could find yelling "Super Sana!" (she couldn't pronounce her name yet)
It was now that Savannah's team rotated and she was now the server. I HAD to send her some good luck so I yelled "SUPER SANA!!!" and BAM they scored a point. Her serve again, I yelled "SUPER SANA!!!" and again, another point. third serve, "SUPER SANA!" and a third point...Travis sat next to me laughing his ass off.. I explained to Melissa what was going on, and we all chanted it, however there was no point after this one. Something about me chanting it brought some good luck.
Not too long after, another high pressure system pushed through the air, and Andrew sat with another guilty face...
When we were younger, it was me, allison, andrew and a baby savannah on a 5 hour car ride up to Houlton Maine. Thanksgiving and Christmas time with our grandparents, aunts uncles and cousins. On these car rides we had a few rhymes for whenever one of us "tooted" (because fart was an "inappropriate word) "Cruisin down the highway goin' 67. Andrew ripped a big one that blew us up to heaven!"
These were great.
"Rollin' down the highway goin' 64. Allison ripped a big one that blew us out the door!"
Between playing Mad Libs, and Jimmy Buffet kareoke, we were a stinkin hoot.
Back to the modern day stinkers though this next rip was like a skunk crawled in his pants, smoked a bowl of pot, ate some beans, ate some taco bell, puked it out and died. I had never witnessed a miracle until that night when the whole gymnasium survived the Fart Storm of '13. With some excitement going on in our section, I couldn't hear the whole conversation between Andrew and Melissa, but thankfully I heard this line:
"Your spewing toxic waste from your asshole and I'M the one making a scene?" -Melissa.
Savannah's team won the game, and we all went home an sanitized.
On the topic of farts, Travis, myself, Savannah, Travis's GF Catrina, Cameron and Chandler were sitting around having dinner. Travis felt and urge, and promted Cameron to pull his finger and as the classic joke goes, let out a poot. Cameron, (like father, like son) put his finger out, Travis pulled and then I saw Cam's eyes get as wide as they have ever been as he jumped off the stool and ran down the hall yelling "THAT'S NOT A FART, THAT'S NOT A FART!" and the bathroom door shut and all was taken care of.
I told mom the story a couple days later and we laughed and then Chandler, with a grin on his face said "That's my boy!"
It's been a busy couple weeks with Halloween and the World Series. I hate the Red Sox, like...a lot..but the Cardinals knocked out my second choice of the Dodgers so I wasn't rooting for either team, but not rooting against either team as I just have a passion for the sport and will watch the world seires no matter what. I'm living in a house of red sox fans though....Dad and I had a beer and nachos with every world series game and took turns making fun of Tim mcCarver and Joe Buck. Dad says he doesn't mind Joe buck. but he kinda looks like he see the same plastic surgeon as Bruce Jenner if you know what I mean. In a cheesy way, it was the best world series I've ever watched. These are my favorite memories with my dad, and even if it was his team and not mine, and was pretty cool to bond over the plays, the homeruns and the history of the game. Game 6, I rushed home from work to catch the rest of the game. Dad got me a beer and he was on his laptop. Now as he might work with computers day in and day out, Facebook is and always will be his Achilles heel. He will go on once in awhile. He posted a status after the red sox 6-0 lead saying:
Which is where this stemmed from...
And then as if that wasn't enough...
Dad wanted to change his profile picture, so he asked for my help. His laptop started freezing so I told him to log in on my computer. He was using a wireless mouse on his computer, you know the ones where you plug the stick into the USB? well he was I think a half beer too deep or too excited about the game when he got frustrated because he thought the mouse stopped working....no dad it's plugged into YOUR computer.. he threw his hands up like 'I give up' and we eventually got his profile picture to what he wanted...
We even agreed on something about baseball for once in that Jim Joyce got that obstruction call right. I love post season drama like that. Although I was ok with Boston winning for my dad's sake, I'm back to that Yankee pride and hating those dirty beards with all my heart.
And now all the Halloween fun! My mom gets ALL the credit for my costume as I was at school all day.
And as I posted last night but here it is again...
I hope this blog gets us all caught up, and I will be back on track Sunday November 10th.
As always please support my sister Allison in her SEVA Amazon efforts the links will always be here on my blog even a small donation helps.
ALRIGHT. I know all 2 of my blog readers have been waiting for the next post, the world series really set me behind. BUT a lot has happened and I plan on reporting it all! So TOMORROW I will publish a blog post with 2 weeks worth of material (since it's almost Sunday already) and then, if all goes right, I will be back on track, on the Sunday afternoon schedule November 10th. kapeesh? so tomorrow, has the past 2 weeks, and then next Sunday, November 10th will be the usual, and hopefully I can stay on track from there. Until tomorrow's post, enjoy this video of me taken by my girl, (Brother's girlfriend and basically like a sister already), Melissa Feel free to share, as this video makes me incredibly happy and I wouldn't mind if Ellen Degeneres stumbled upon it and brought me on to dance like this on her show. Dream big right?
BEAUTIFUL week to go outside, I love living in New England this time of year. Since I go to school a mere 3 minutes down the road, and have long breaks between classes I like to take some Me time by the ocean and what better place than Fort Williams/Portland Headlight.
Amazing how beautiful Maine looks a month or 2 before the s*it show of snow
As some of you know I cracked my brand new iPhone 5c in a devastating work accident
$200 later, my insurance covered new phone came in the mail. They give you the package slip so you can send your broken one back and such and as I get to the bottom of the box, I find a pamphlet, full of all the cases that AT&T sells. fantastic marketing technique guys!
Also Shout out to the guy at AT&T when I bought my new case: "Do you want me to put the case on for you in case you drop it in the parking lot?"
har har.
Spent a lot of much needed family time the past couple days. FILLED with sports and laughs.
An unexpected turn cut my shift at work short and so yesterday afternoon I came home to my parents, oldest brother Travis, his girlfriend Catrina, my nephew Cameron, and the usual suspects, Annika and Chandler. With the Red Sox chance to clinch their trip to the world series, we were planning an eventful night together (despite the fact that I am a Yankees fan, I LOVE baseball, especially dramatic postseason baseball so it worked out) I don't get the Golf Channel at my house so I can't watch my Yankee boys, and I get court TV but I can't stand Alex Rodriquez's face.
U mad A-snob?
And if you read my last blog, you know that I was pulling for the Dodgers this year. well. As stated before, I don't get the Golf Channel.....
And so we start our night with some family Football in the backyard. 1/2 tackle, 1/2 2 hand touch....it's a little complicated but hey it works. for us
With Travis and Annika having a 3 foot advantage towering over the rest of us, things are a little uneven. Despite his height, Travis felt the need to scream like a girl to distract the defense...And then earned a 15 yard penalty for unnecessary roughness after the play, but Chandler took it like a man.
We had a nice dinner together, All the siblings and extras and such and then it was game time. Most families watch TV in the living room or designated family room. If the Johnstons were normal, I wouldn't be writing a blog about us now would I? So we allllll pile into the kitchen to watch the baseball game. Hey it works, you're right next to (some of) the food. However we keep our drinks in the garage...soo yeah we watch TV in the kitchen and our food and drinks are in the garage. what of it. Dad even got one of the lawn chairs and plopped it in the kitchen, and made himself comfy
The best part of the WHOLE game came when the big boy, Prince Fielder attempted a dive back to third. Our house erupted with laughs.
So the sox are down 2-1 and the bases are loaded. Shane victorino comes up. respectable player, but in his failure to get a bunt down earlier in the game, dad rolled his eyes and said please just get hit by the pitch so you have a chance to get on base.... Dad has not been too impressed with #18 for the red sox, and then this happened...
And then the red sox closed it out in the 9th. The funny part:
We in this house cannot stand listening to Joe Buck and Tim McCarver and so we turned on the radio which is a couple seconds ahead of the TV So Dad and Travis's celebration started while the pitcher was still waiting to deliver his pitch.
...unfortunately this video will not upload so just picture it and laugh. If you're having trouble laughing, just relive prince fielder's belly flop again.
So the red sox are going to the world series to face he Cardinals. I really don't care much for either team but my hatred for the sox naturally leans me towards the cardinals. in any event, may the odds be ever in your favor.
In other Sports news, I'd rather not talk about what happened in the Patriots game.
Annika and Chandler are on their way to a halloween party and here are their costumes! A hot air balloon and a lego.
And now to go study for my first nursing class final tomorrow. Basically if I don't get a B, then I have to retake the class and so I'm now locking myself up and studying forever. If you read last week's blog, you know what that means:
PS: Please please please check out Johnston #2's progress in her SEVA Amazon work, Every little bit helps I will be posting her stuff on here to get the word out. Read about it, think about it, and do something about it. Be a part of something incredible my sister has worked very hard on
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Hey kids!
I usually like to write in this thing by Sunday afternoon but I had a lot of hours at work this week, and it also happens to be "hell week" at school and by that I mean I have 3 midterms and a final all in consecutive days....That being said, today's post isn't really about 1 specific event but more about me finding some comic relief in all of my stressors.
I was driving to school this morning thinking that I should write in the blog, but really wondering what I should write...nothing exciting has happened and in fact I've just had stress headaches all week and I was all like I don't want to depress people with my blob...-I'm leaving that typo there because it makes me laugh...this is officially going to be called. "the blob" like the water trampoline at fat camp! (if you don't know what I'm referring to, reevaluate your childhood). ANYWAYS. I'm going to try this, whole comic relief thing. The inspiration came when I was really bumming because I ran out of data on my phone for the month so no internet, meaning no pandora. so I dug out my old cd case and put in a random thing, and this is the first song that came on:
I started laughing out loud, and then full on jamming out. It reminded me to always remember that although I'm stressed, people have my back. It also reminded me that maybe I should revisit some old music. (Smelly cat was also in the mix) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W7jlGRq8xZ4
THIS WEEK IN SPORTS: THOSE PATRIOTS I had to work but oh my god that catch. It's no surprise to you that I hate the Red Sox and really have never liked David Ortiz, but the memes of his homerun are epic:
I'm pulling for the Dodgers myself, taking the world series in 6 games. you can quote me on that.
Hockey is back but I've had a hard time keeping up between MLB postseason and football in full swing. I'm still a little upset about their loss last season but I've been informed that they've already had some good fights this year.
As far as family news, which is what this blog is about Chandler said 'boob' for the first time. we were having dinner and he pointed at a doll, explaining that it had to be a girl because it had "booooooobs."
My mother, while talking about money and why my sister chose TD bank for her bank account. Dad said it worked best for European exchanges (Savannah went on a trip to Europe last year) and Mom responded with "but what about EuroPOOPen exchanges?"
More recently tonight, I was explaining to my parents what I was learning in Anatomy which is blood. and what types can donate to who, and Mom and I found out we were both O positive. I asked Dad what type he was..his response? "The red type.."
This morning most of you were able to see this post:
Knowing I'm usually up by 6, Chandler, thankfully came and woke me up...at 7:15...now that I was running late, without even asking he even made me a sandwich for lunch before he went to catch the bus...my brother is cuter than your brother. End of story.
Time to go study for my microbio midterm which I'm sure will go well considering this is how it was explained to us: (and yes, I've been watching the hills too much)
My professor explains what's on the test, and all of us are like:
And he's all like But we will have a review session the day of your midterm...
"like..that's not an apology.."
And he tells us we will have a lap quiz the same day because we weren't paying attention...
And he's just like "There will be essay questions"
And so now, here I am on the eve of my midterm lookin like
