the one where i just ramble on

i feel the need to write a  post today
im terribly sorry but there is nothing great going on in my life that i have to write about
i could talk about how i hate going to class, doing homework, studying, thinking about studying, writing essays, thinking about writing my essays, and anything else that isn't sleeping, eating, having fun, and/or husker football.
i could write about how after my morning class i have approximately 40 minutes to kill until my next one. most people would like this, and i do. buuuuut my first class is on one side of campus and the only places to "chill" "hang-out" or wait for a class are 1. the student union or 2. the institute building, which are both on the complete opposite side of campus. my second class is smack dab in between the two locations. i'd hate walking back and forth because that takes time and in that 40 minutes id rather being doing something else besides retracing my path. so instead i hide. yup i hide away in a bathroom stall. you may find this odd. and it is. or is it?? i simply walk to the bathroom after class #1 go to the last stall, the handicapped one, and lock that little flimsy lock. (that has came undone a few times which is embarrassing.) i choose the last stall not only because its big and i dont feel suffocated but because when someone walks in to use the bathroom, they always look through those little cracks between the doors to see which ones are taken, we're all guilty of it and sadly sometimes see things we dont care to share with others. but if you take the last stall they almost always find an empty stall before they even reach your side of the bathroom! i truly amaze myself with my thinking. so i sit here do my "business" check my facebook, twitter, email, pinterest, or anything else that i can check, (is it weird that i do this on the toilet? yes? eh, whatever. so im weird) than i casually leave (dont forget to wash your hands you nasties!) as if i was not there for any longer than a minute. I get to class a little early and no one knows the difference!
well my time is up for today. this was fun. let's do it again sometime.

the one when i'm a hopeless romantic

i'm a fool for fairytales.
i adore happy endings.
romance movies are the very best,
they give you that little heartache,
ohh, to die for...
this week i've been moping around a lot
and to fill the time i've been watching romance movies
i think sleepless in seattle is a new favorite of mine,
pride and prejudice i literally want to jump up and down
and squeal (weird word kinda) with happiness every time i watch it!
ahh...mr. darcy
what i wouldn't do to have a mr. darcy is beyond me!!
every time i hear words flow out of his attractive mouth in that low voice,
i die. or at least my heart stops momentarily...
"you have bewitched me, body and soul, and i love, i love, i love you...i never wish to be parted from you from this day on."
please someone!! where can i get me one of those??? (and by those i mean him)
all male applicants who would agree to become my mr. darcy please sign here.

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i'm a firm believer of "everything happens for a reason."
but sometimes, i just want things to work out my way not the way it should be.
but...things will work out. i know that. just the way they're meant to
the longer you wait for something, the more you'll appreciate it when you get it,
cause anything worth having, is definitely worth waiting for.
we tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have,
but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we already have.

Random

oh...

i have a new friend now.

his name is joey.

he's pretty awesomespice so far lol

we'll see. 

(and yes he talked me into writing this

and just because i'm nice i will i suppose.)

he owes me.

you're welcome joey