Today was actually a fairly lazy day. I was woken up by Zach's brother, Ryan. What did he want? He wanted to know if my biology book was the one he needed. Ryan is lucky that I'm nice because I really don't like being woken up in the morning. I'm an so NOT a morning person. I like to consider myself a mid-afternoon person, when the sun is at it's highest (if it's out that day) and the day is alive. If the day isn't alive, neither am I!
After being unceromoniously awakened, I decided that going back to sleep was not worth the trouble, so what do I do? I hop on Facebook...as usual. I supposedly have no life, as made apparent by my frequency of Internet usage, particularly this networking site. Seeing as it's about 9:30, there are not many people on, even with over 600 friends. Many of them are at school or working. I, apparently, am an unmotivated person as I am constantly on my Facebook, appearing to have no job. I really do work! Dairy Queen has just cut my hours to 2 days a week in preparation for what I'll be working during school, which starts Monday.
About school, the only part I'm looking foward to is seeing my friends: Karen, Danielle, James, Sophia, Kaylee, Lauren, Caitlin, Kat, Sam, Miyuki, Matt, and many others. I am not looking forward to my schedule. I am taking Organic chemistry. Who looks forward to that?? People like Zach's brother, Wes, that's who! Certainly not me! If I had my choice, I would smite all organic chemistry off the face of the Earth. But, seeing as I don't have this power, I'll suffer through it and bitch and moan about it, yet still do the work and pay for the class. I'm not required to go to school anymore. I hate it, yet I still do it. Why, you ask? Because it's socially correct to do so. If I could get just as good of a job without a college education, I would do so! But in today's day and age, if one does not have a college education, you have a tough shot getting anywhere and end up with the lower that dirt jobs that no one wants; except illegal immigrants....did I really just go there? Yep, I think I did!
Getting away from slight racism (if that's even PC anymore...but is saying "PC" even PC anymore?? Who knows, and who cares!!)....I did have a doctor's appointment today and got my third Gardasil vaccination. I know it's good to protect yourself against HPV, but does it have to be so damn painful? I mean, really. It's worse than a tetanus shot! I feel like my arm is going to fall off! The upside? I got a sweet Taz bandaid. Bet you all out there are jealous!
After my doctor's appointment, I had volleyball practice. Today I was coaching A team by myself, which is always fun! It was difficult with my left arm being practically dead. But I'm so legit that I managed! After volleyball practice, what do I do?? Go to a volleyball game of course! For those of you who don't know me, I'm the crazed fan who is in the stands yelling. Now don't get me wrong, I know what it's like to referee, as I've done it myself. That is why I only yell when I know what I'm talking about, which is pretty much all the time. There were just some bad calls made today. I understand that refs don't see everything. But if they'd open their eyes, they'd sure see more! Or if they were actually in good physical shape, maybe they'd be able to move to see what's going on. But that seems to be asking for too much.
So I return home, finish watching War of the Worlds, which I started earlier this afternoon, and watch Tom Cruise attempt to act alongside Dakota Fanning. Good luck Tom. That little chick blows you out of the water! Dakota can act....even in evil roles like in the Twilight saga. Although, as I was reading the books, I never pictured Jane looking like a carpenter's dream: no figure, no boobs, and no butt. But hey, it's Hollywood and to each their own. I will always see Dakota as a sweet, and innocent little girl. And will always pray that she grows into female parts. You never know!
Well, I should probably get some sleep. I've got to be up early tomorrow to get some things done before my first home volleyball game. Hopefully this time the C team doesn't play an A and B team, or else I think I may go mentally insane and have to be hauled off to the asylum straight from the game. Okay, maybe that was a little dramatic, but seriously: I can't handle much more slaughter. And I know the girls can't either. Unless more football boys show up. That seems to miraculously raise morale and clear their minds. Quite literally. Unfortunately it clears their minds of volleyball as well...I'll really have to stress that boys really aren't worth it until they become men. Which is mostly around 25, and for some males, that maturity never comes....but you never know!
Good night all! May your day tomorrow be more eventful than mine was today!
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