i am taking a justice studies course, which turns out to be way more work than i thought but the class is actually quite interesting. i watched a documentary yesterday about people wrongfully accused of and charged with crimes they had nothing to do with.

this really scares me. there are people that are serving life sentences for murders they did not commit. also, so many people confess to crimes they did not commit for fear of being charged with the maximum sentence.

i learned two things:

1. stay away from sketchy people.

2. make decent money so you can afford a good lawyer if needed.

she has nothing to do with this post, but she is so pretty and i love her. i sent her a stuffie(strange stuffed animal thing with hidden pockets) and she never called me. i got played by my own niece...

What was I thinking? 3 hrs of drumming and no coordination musically was a terrible idea and just a no fun ending to Mondays.


Well, here's to an easy A.

a lot of teachers that i used to work with would refer to students as high and low..... it bothers me. isn't there a less demeaning and more intelligent way of indicating what level a student is at academically.

right now, i would rate myself not that high achieving. i just completed my fist round of coursework for the semester and it was days of an inward struggle with myself. i did everything to avoid doing this work, including but not limited to:

shopping for things i don't need

watching t.v. and movies which often bored me

sleeping and then taking naps as well

eating, and then eating again

socializing too much and even when i didn't feel like being social

texting

talking on the phone

looking at lame stuff on instagram

oh, and i did actually workout once!

anyway, the point is that it really wasn't that bad completing the work and surprise.... i actually learned quit a bit! the classes i learn the most from are often the least enjoyable. however, it's the reading where you really get the good stuff. it feels good to think on a worldly level and stop being concerned with my mostly silly day to day concerns. i feel refreshed knowing that i learned quite a bit today.

(e:paul) needs to stop posting blogs of my fam.... i'm ronery.

i keep getting all of these emails about amazing scholarship and paid internship offers and it's my last semester.

is this a cruel joke to tempt me to add on a minor and stay through spring?

this is funny...

false, i detect no humor and i will grad this semester.

for some reason i can never remember how to spell ridiculous... my entire life(or maybe since i have been able to spell 4 syllable words) i have always wanted to spell it:

rediculous.

well, if oprah's word: "aha moment" and "sexting" are now in webster's, perhaps i can suggest reform.

anyway, the point of all this is to say that i have had this sweet hard drive since february or march of 2011 and i am just now backin it up. oh yea... and it feels really good.

that thing had been in the box for so long... feeling lonely and unwanted. i cannot have the meltdown i did a few years ago... i am still so upset that i lost all my info and the photos from so many important parts of my life.

the box has traveled around the house and many people have wanted to buy it from me, and at one point my mother thought it was a gift from my sister.

i think i have various other items i have purchased and never or barely use.... mini laptop, shoes i never wore, dresses, etc. this is a bad habit and will end now.

sorry people, i have claimed it and it's currently doing it's magic.

the hard drive installation combined with a load of laundry has been emotionally and physically taxing and i must get pizza and a movie to recover.

need shade and a vaca...