Today

You know, it's truly the little things that make me happy. I'm not that hard to please or to entertain, really. Me and Mom sat around/did chores/watched 16 & Preggers till about 5 o clock today. Then we went over to Grandma's and went with her over to Steve and Michele's.

We got into a huge discussion/debate/rant/slash about the fact that my 86 year old great- grandmother (who believes that prostitutes moved in across the street from her-in her senior citizen condo complex, gives her debit card number+security code out over the phone to strangers, and burns everything she cooks) has just put $9,000 down on a HOUSE. She bought a house. Oy. She was convinced that it was an epic, amazing idea by my Grandma's older brother that it would be a great idea. Most of her other siblings are furious and want to kill him, but she's gonna do what she's gonna do. It's just not a good idea. So, we all got into a huge discussion about that.

Then we went back over to Grandma's and watched a movie together. It was just a really simple, low key day, and I liked it. My life is not exciting...but I had a good day. :) Now I should start doing some of my homework/papers/final exam prep. Boo.

Being Thankful

I've decided that in order to be happier, I have to make an active effort to recognize all of the great things I have in my life and to remind myself how lucky I am. I have to remind myself so I can be aware of how thankful and appreciative I really am. Here we go.

Today so far I'm thankful for not being in high school...I'm no longer surrounded, constantly, by drama and by stupid people that I HAVE to be around. I can choose to just say screw it and walk away from the situation, or, in many cases, just ignore the person. I love being an adult and being away from the stupidity of high school. I don't have to sit in those stupid classes for 8 hours a day, I can wake up later, I get to work and make money, I have entire days where I can do what I want or need to do...it's a beautiful thing.

I'm also thankful for friday night dinners at Noodle's! She's grilling me barbecued chicken tonight because it's what I want for dinner :) Teehee.

And, cuddles with my little dog :) Best cuddles, EVER. :)

Sucky Stuff

Well, I wish I could write a peaceful blog about how happy I am and how everything's going swell, but it's not, so I won't. Thank God this semester is coming to a close (got about 2 weeks left), but my grades are not as good as they could be. I honestly don't know if I will be passing Statistics, but probably not. At least not with a 2.0. I might might MIGHT be able to if I ace my test tomorrow morning (which I won't) and ace the final (which I won't). Sorry, I'm being negative, but I really can't help it.

I aced my two papers for The Child w/ Special Needs, but I kinda figured I would. I'm a good writer. She even asked me if she could use my FAT City paper as an example for future classes. Score, haha. But it looks like my final grade in that class will be at or around a 76 percent, which is passing, but not passing greatly. I don't know how I ended up doing so badly in that class, I really don't. I basically bombed the open note tests, which turned out to be harder than they should be.

So far we have no grades in the art of being human. Our only grades will be the packet of questions he gave us and our final exam which is a written paper. So help me GOD I am getting a 4.0 in that course. So help me God.

And, last but not least, Spanish. I hope to pull at least a 95% in there, hopefully higher. I've gotten A's on all my tests and expect no less than that for my final grade.

With the hopes of Spanish and Art of Being Human, I'm hoping to keep up my GPA moderately. I hope my statistics grade doesn't affect my fin. aid eligibility. I don't think it will, since my attendance has been basically impeccable and that's the first time I've ever not gotten a completely passing grade in a course. I should call the financial aid office. But I don't want to hear bad news.

Everything in my personal life is kind of going to hell, too. I have no friends. I do absolutely nothing. D:

I really am SO boring. I never blog about anything important lol.

"Read the Good Trash" Movement

So those who know me know what a huge book/lit nerd I am. And you also may know that I am, at heart, a diehard V.C. Andrew fan. I mentioned her and her books in a recent post. Anyways, she was this author mainly in the 80's (though her first book and my favorite Flowers in the Attic was written in '79) that wrote, plain and simple, good trashy books. Her books were soap opera-y and all full of incest, violence, child abuse, rape, and the like. Most of her books featured a parent, usually a mother, who would lie to her kids and along the way you would find out that the main character was either A. Adopted/kidnapped, or B. The product of an incestuous union and bound on the same path. Nutsy cuckoo shit, haha. I eat it up, though and hardcore wish I had been born in the sixties so I could read them growing up.

I've decided to embark on this year long challenge [that I may or may not finish--hopefully I will] called the "Read the good trash"/V.C. Andrews movement. You basically read one V.C. Andrews book a month for the whole year[you have to read 11, you get a break one month or something haha.] The people who thought up the challenge decided to only allow the books she wrote before she died[cuz her family hired a ghostwriter to continue on with her ideas and manuscripts that she left after she died] to be part of it, but we'll see how that goes. Click here for the rules/description of the challenge.

Heehee. I'm a nerd and I'm excited :)

Day 5

day 05 → your favorite quote

My favorite quote...like EVERYTHING ELSE, I love quotes and have a ton that I love.

"i've made mistakes in my life. i've let people take advantage of me. and i accepted way less than i deserve. but, i've learned from my bad choices and even though there are some things i can never get back and people who will never be sorry, i'll know better next time and i won't settle for anything less than i deserve."

"All of you people, there is a big world out there... bigger than prom, bigger than high school and it won't matter if you were the prom queen, the quarterback of the football team, or the biggest nerd in school. Find out who you are and try not to be afraid of it." I lived by that my senior year.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm the person I was born to be, if the life I've lived really is the one I was meant to, or if it is some half life, a mutation engineered by loss, cobbled togehter by the will to survive." --A. Cooper

""I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside."

Lord,

make me an instrument of your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master,

grant that I may not so much seek

to be consoled, as to console;

to be understood, as to understand;

to be loved, as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;

it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;

and it is in dying

that we are born to eternal life.

--St. Francis of Assissi

=]

Day 4

Wow, I suck...now I'm 4 days behind. I rock. I guess I'll do it in individual posts...so.

day 04 → your favorite book

I don't have just one favorite book, like most people. I love books so much, I read all the time lol.

Flowers in the attic by V.C. Andrews used to be my favorite book of all time, before I discovered other amazing books. It's this totally effed up book about a mother who takes her kids back home to her parent's huge house in Virginia and locks them in a room in the upstairs wing so that she can win her father back and get his inheritance. She was written out of his will when he ran away with her husband who was also her half uncle, and he said that he would never give her money if she had any kids with him...so she just locked them in this attic room and left them there. And the grandma was this bitch who was like YOU'RE ABOMINATIONS IN THE EYES OF THE LORD! and yeah. It was nuts! Go read it haha.

The Shining by Stephen King is also one of my fave books, the book that the movie was based on. It's totally different, but it rocks.

She's Come Undone by Wally Lamb. Excellent book, very well written and sad. I felt so bad for Dolores :[

Perfect Match by Jodi Picoult[basically any Jodi Picoult book]. Jodi's an amazing author, and she has a new book out...if I hadn't spent lots of my paycheck already I'd buy it lol.

I just finished the Shutter Island book by Dennis Lehane. Also amazing. :]