Crap, I have completely failed at updating my blog lately. Sorry, all of you devoted readers (yes, I'm talking to the three of you that sometimes check out my blog) but I have been kind of out-of-control-busy lately. Even as I write this I should be studying the veins, eye, heart, arteries, and ear for the anatomy exam I have in an hour. The truth of the matter is that I am past the point of caring. Okay, that's a lie. Let me rephrase that to say: MY BRAIN HAS TURNED INTO MUSH. Imagine taking your brain, sticking it in a blender, turning it on liquify and then shoving it back into your head via your ears. Ya, that's about how I feel right now.
Needless to say, this week has been crazy. We had school off on Monday and I was able to have fun fun fun at one of my friend's cabins with all of his roommates. That leads me into my last post. For those of you wondering, I have fallen back into my old way of doing things and remain as single and free as a plastic bag in a tornado.Have no fears, I have returned. I was simply suffering from severe smittenosity. (That's an alliteration.) smitten: affected by something overwhelming; to strike harshly or heavily; to defeat or conquer It is all too ironic if you ask me. I was overwhelmed and struck harshly with twitterpation to the point of being defeated by my hormones. Someone pinch me!
Before I jump in bed and dream of Harry Potter, Disneyland, or boys, I wanted to throw something out here for everyone......
"Maybe I just need some rehab or maybe just need a drink..."
or in my case
"Maybe just need some gum.."
I have a major addiction to that sugary rush and refreshingly minty taste most would call chewing gum. Craving Orbit's Peppermint gum first thing when I wake up is a little wierd. I seriously am thinking of joining a group of other gum chewers to overcome this problem. IT IS SO GOOODDDDDD. I can't even handle it. I could go through a pack a week and I do halfsies.
someone help me.
IN OTHER NEWS:
This week has been a little like this:
Thankfully, I am going home this weekend and I can't even wait.
"Oh, the weather outside is frightful"and it's not even Christmas. This week has been so so so super cold! Honestly, as I walk to class I seriously fear that I might freeze in my steps and the snow plow would have to scrape me off of the streets. Can you imagine? The headline in the newspapers would declare the tragedy of the poor red headed girl that died from overexposure to cold on her way to class. Lame.
So, down to the nitty gritty. I would like to propose a question for all of you. When it is -20 degrees outside and every hair follicle on your body freezes and your nose hairs start growing icicles why don't your boogers freeze? My nose is froze, my toes are froze, and even my eyes are froze and yet my nose is about to run off of my face and heck, can you imagine what I would look like without a nose? I think I would resemble something like this: