Just Admit It...

We're adorable.

Dear Future Husband,

I hereby forbid you to propose on Christmas. Do you hear me, Mr. Chester? Forbid. I'll say no. That is not a threat. That is a promise.  How about when the weather is particularly horrible and nothing special is going on? January 23?

Love,
Chess

PS. Don't even think about Valentine's Day.


(No offense to the host of friends (including my BFF) who got engaged in the last two days. Congratulations to you all!!)

Ho Ho Ho, Hardy Har Har, Ha Ha Ha!

Remember how I said I was on a quest to restore the funny? Because it's gone, gone, gooone?

I've been feeling weird this holiday season. Like the excitement isn't there. Well, it's not. Not in the way it used to be. I guess we're all grown up now at my house, so the excitement is more of a quiet kind. Not the loud, rambunctious, raucous, "Oh my gosh, wake up, wake up, it's CHRISTMAS!" kind of crazy anymore. And grown up things are on my mind these days, and I don't quite know what to do with that new development, because "I want always to be a girl and have fun," and I guess I know I can't.

But last night, I turned over in my sleep and smacked my forehead so hard against the wall that I woke up. And burst out laughing before immediately falling asleep again. Or maybe I passed out. I'll never know....

Either way,

I stand corrected.

For one thing, I'll always be a girl. There's not much I can do about that. :P

But, more importantly, there are always fun things to laugh about. 

  MERRY CHRISTMAS!!  

(and Happy Holidays to all my groupies)

Hello World...

I've missed you. Sorry that I've been sleeping lots. You must understand that I didn't sleep much the last couple of weeks. But... I got my first and last 4.0 in college!! I'm kinda proud of myself. And now I'm done with school. What do I do now? Someone find me a job. Quick!

Whenever someone asked me what I was going to be when I grew up, I said, "A graduate." But now that has happened, and I don't have an answer to the question anymore. I don't know what I want to do. My routine as a student is gone. I feel like nothing is waiting for me now. Or maybe everything is waiting for me now. But I feel kinda lost. And dismal. (When I used to be happy and hilarious.)

I'm on a quest to restore the sunshine and the funny in my life. I feel like I've forgotten how because so many unfunny, not-nice things have happened lately. I need a new attitude, but I don't know where to find one. So maybe we could make this a collaborative effort?

Can you tell me what you do to have a good time these days? What songs you like to dance to? Your happy movie? Your favorite childhood cartoon? Your favorite snack or treat? Your favorite book? Julie Andrews says that if I think of my favorite things, then I won't feel so bad, but my favorite things aren't working so well, and you are some of my favorite people, so it couldn't hurt to try your favorite things, right?

Please help!

I'm Drained, Folks.

But I am done.

If all goes well, I will be a college graduate at the end of this week.

I am so, so, SO TIRED.

Timeline of events in the last week and a half... plus thoughts... and interjections... and...and...

1. Completed a semester-long portfolio for my humanities fashion class 
2. Wrote three critical analysis essays totaling nineteen pages
3. Worked
4. Met a boy (who is roomie's boy-that-she's-dating's roomie)
5. Was flirted with more in less than a week than I have all my years combined
6. Friday night with my besties
7. Babysat 
8. Spent all day Saturday with besties and with boy
9. Spent all day Sunday with besties and with boy
10. Refused to cuddle with boy (no such thing when it's the first time we watch a movie), but he still played with my hair
11. Went to first non-Sunday church activity (FHE) on Monday where I saw boy
12. Last meeting for mentoring :-(
13. Spent rest of Monday night finishing first essay
14. Spent all of Tuesday morning and afternoon writing second essay and all of the evening with boy
15. Finished third essay on Wednesday morning
16. Freaked out because I was aaaaalll DONE
17. Worked
18. Ate dinner
19. Boy texts me all night tonight, and corners me into telling him whether or not I like him, and when I say I'm open to the idea, he makes me answer yes or no, so I am brave and say yes (even though it's not really true and I'm shaking from head to foot from being put on the spot) and ask if it's mutual, and he says, no, I just want to be friends. Sigh. Slightly bummed. Not surprised since he is a big, fat flirt. Really relieved there was no cuddling to regret. Really annoyed that he popped up in my life to frazzle me during finals week. 
20. Why is it ALWAYS finals week?
21. Good grief, why did he flirt so much?
22. What is wrong with boys?
23. Too bad he was really, really cute
24. Watched S.W.A.T.
25. Got ready for bed
26. Blogging about how I am drained
27. Stupid boy is texting me during his graveyard shift at work
28. I. HATE. TEXTING.

But...

I.

AM.

DONE.

Seven Pages...

That is all that stands between me and my B.S. in English.

And believe you me, it will be a lot of BS.

Yes, Kayce, I am starting the infamous Sinor paper.

At five in the morning. 

It will be due in twelve hours. 

But I have to have it finished in ten hours. 

Why am I up so early?

I couldn't sleep so I thought I might as well get started.

Might as well admit it was nightmare about this paper that kept me from sleeping.

I emailed her on Monday about it.

She was sooo not happy with me, but you know what? I never liked her anyway, so I don't really care! Haha! Plus, I've decided to email it, so I never have to see her face again, and I can go on my way rejoicing the moment I click "SEND."

Life is some kind of wonderful.

(In more ways than one)

Validate me.

Encourage me.

Dangle a promise of a trip to Disneyland in front of me.

Not even a real trip.

Just the promise of one!!

That would be good enough.

Dear Fellow College Groupies,

This is my last finals week ever.

(Unless I go back to school.)

Bwahahaha.

Unfortunately, I have to complete about fifteen pages of writing between today and tomorrow. Because nothing got done this weekend. Stupid friends. Stupid boys. Stupid everybody that is awesome and that I like so much more than my homework. Quit getting in my way! Furthermore, today has become lots shorter because I accidentally slept in. I is scared. Please send me messages of encouragement, because I feel a nervous stomachache coming on.

I wish you luck too. This is the most horrible/no good/bad/awful/Satanic week of the year and I feel your pain. I shall return your comments of encouragement. Be strong, groupies. Be strong.

On a happier note, I watched Home Alone and Home Alone 2: Lost in New York this week. Best days of my life. :-)