Monday, December 23, 2013

Shoes!

Today was another lazy day, but I did leave the house! I went shopping with my stepmom to buy my dad a Christmas present and get a few things for myself, of course. Holiday shopping is so difficult! It gets harder every year, I swear because I feel like the people I'm buying for already have everything they need. Plus, I always find things for me when I'm suppose to be looking for other people's gifts. I suppose that's when it's time to get creative and start scouring Pinterest.

However, I did get some fabulous shoes at DSW – a pair of Oxfords and some black flats. My dad called them ballet slippers and tap shoes. I really hope that isn't the first thing that comes to other people's minds when I wear them... I think they're classy anyway, and that's what really matters when it comes to personal style.

On a more academic note, I finished my personal statement finally! What a feat! I am the slowest writer I know, so I'm glad that's over and done with, and all I have left is to choose my classes and get a letter of recommendation, which I already have two faculty members in mind for.

I ate too many cookies earlier, and I'm super sleepy, so that's about it for today. Sorry to be a bore! I suppose that's life sometimes, but it's good to relish the calmer moments, too. I'll be off dreaming some bizarre things as usual until the morning. ¡Buenas noches (I'm trying to teach myself Spanish)!

Sunday, December 22, 2013

I'm a Little Monster

I had a very lazy day today. I was feeling a bit under the weather, but I'm trying to battle that psychologically and with tons of water and vitamin C. I ate some cookies, watched Arrested Development, SNL with Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake (perfection right there), and Modern Family. I also stared at my personal statement for my semester abroad application. That's right, I stared at it. Obviously, I didn't get very far on that. I actually have it written, but it's mumbo jumbo right now and needs some serious TLC before I submit it.


On a far less academic note, my stepmom went shopping as usual and came back with a couple of geeky cat sweaters from Hot Topic for her and my dad, which they wore to a Christmas party tonight. I took their pictures, and it's no wonder people never know my dad is my dad. We're all starting to look the same age. What is life. After the conniption my dad had about her spending money on the sweaters, he ended up winning the ugly sweater contest. Everything happens for a reason, I suppose. They came back from their party with a cock. Get your mind out of the gutter! It's a glass rooster with a bow – lovely decor.

I'm just glad they put their young'n (5-year-old Korean they adopted in 2009) to bed, so I could just sit around some more while they went out. Ah, the lazy life, at least for me. He's adorable, but certainly my annual dose of birth control. I don't know how parents do it. Some magic must descend upon parents in order to care for kids because I sure can't handle them right now. I'm actually trying to live up my twenties by – drumroll please – going to the GAGA CONCERT IN JULY! The tickets were bought today, and I can't be more excited! I've been wanting to see her perform for about 5 years now, and it's actually happening! Little Monsters UNITE!


It turns out my dad is actually really into Gaga, but I didn't know this before buying my ticket with my fellow Little Monster, whom I adore SO much. For some reason, I don't know that many people who adore Gaga as much as I do even though she has millions of fans. I hope my dad gets a ticket, poor thing. Maybe that'll be my Christmas present to him. Strugglebus...I'm the worst with buying presents. I'd prefer if someone just told me what they wanted/needed, and I bought it right there. I know it should be a surprise, but let's be honest: who wants to go through the awkward gift return/exchange fiasco after Christmas if you get something your person doesn't like?

Saturday, December 21, 2013

It's Been Awhile...

So, this semester was a Strugglebus of its own. I was busy blah blah blah. Who isn't? I'm sure you know how that goes.

I took organic chemistry this semester and wanted to die. Some people click with chemistry – I am not one of those people. It also didn't help that I wasn't very fond of my instructor. Although it's great that I never saw a frown on her face, I think she failed to realize how many frowns were in front of her. She breezed through all of the tough material and focused on the easy stuff. Why do teachers do that?! Anyway, I passed with a B- so I can't complain. I've heard one too many horror stories of people completely failing the first time, so I'm grateful I at least made it the first time around. Plus, I refuse to retake a class. If I'm going to spend 4 months with a class, you can bet your cat I'm not going to do it all over again. No, sir.

Organic Chemistry: B-

I did change my major to Environmental Science. I couldn't be happier. I realized a major reason I was continuing as a biology major was because I shared classes with the same people, and I was reluctant to step away from them. I was afraid of change. In the end, I needed to do what was best for myself and strive for something I'm passionate about. I should've known I wasn't a science person when it was my weakest area in high school (besides history – that's just out of the question). However, environmental science integrates everything I love, and I can actually see myself in that field. I can't wait for next semester!

For the meantime, I'm working on my application to spend a semester abroad in Copenhagen, Denmark. I wouldn't travel until next fall, but I need to start organizing things now. Flights are quite cheap at the moment, so I want to snag one while the price is right. I also need to think about winter clothing, whatever that may be. Arizona and Florida have not taught me those things...


On a real first world problem note: I made a playlist on Spotify of some of my favorite songs, and I can't find a song to pause on because they're all so good, which means I can't go to sleep. Strugglebus.