It's happening.

I'm turning into a terrible blogger. Although, in my defense, I should be doing my finals studying right now instead of blogging. Let's just do a recap of everything that has happened and then I'll attempt at real blogging after finals are over on wedneday.
                                                                            RECAP
-We finally know what is wrong with my sister! She has esophageal ulcers and a hiatal hernia. For more information on what exactly that means, go here> http://www.webmd.com/heartburn-gerd/hiatal-hernia. It'll explain it all to you.
-My siblings went to Georgia for Thanksgiving and I was effectively orphaned and spent the holiday with my paternal grandparents and their crazy Jesus loving friends. Oddest part of that experience? Drinking coffee with my formerly uber-Mormon grandparents. At least we didn't talk about my sex life.
- Went to the eye doctors where they informed me that I couldn't see. No duh. They also dilated my pupils. Which stayed dilated for SEVEN AND A HALF HOURS. I got sent home from work because I could look at a computer screen.
-Went and saw Easy A. I definitely recommend this movie. It was excellent. Not cliched or over done and Emma Stone wears some awesome outfits. Plus she's hot. Also, there were a lot of John Hughes references. 
- I celebrated six months of relationship with Boyfriend. It was fun :) We went to Mimi's Cafe, a place that I love but we don't go to because it's expensive, got photo booth photos, rented Get Him To The Greek and snuggled. He's promised me a kitten at our nine monthaversary. I will be messing with people when this happens :)
- And then finally, today. Today was my last day of history. Tomorrow is my last day of my first semester of college. Holy shit. I also have a paper on World Religions due in my sociology class, which is what I'm supposed to be doing. And my roommate Kim is getting married. So I really have to go.

These are my paternal grandparents. Today happens to be my grandmas birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA!

Radiohead

Just so that everyone is aware, I'm addicted to Radioheads' album, In Rainbows. It's fantastic.

 Millie is moving here in January! And I bought gloves. Really, it's been quite eventful lately. Also, I managed to get all the stupid financial aid stuff done so now we wait for them to tell me that I can sign up for classes. Because I needed to do that Three Weeks Ago. You know, I'm on the ball. Maybe I'll be lucky and fencing will still be open.
 I've got an interview on Saturday at Buckle. I really need a new job. I've got some current co-workers who are not pleasant. Also my job is disgustingly unreliable and I need groceries. I really need groceries. I have food that is completely illogical. Like corn tortillas and rice. The end. It's awkward. And it makes me hungry. Having no food. But I have coffee for at least another month. So I should survive. Also, boyfriend takes a lot of pity on me and forces me to eat. Something about me wasting away and him not wanting to date a corpse. He's selfish like that.
 UPDATE: Boyfriends disgusting ingrown toe nail that has been oozing for like three weeks is going to come off tomorrow. Because he finally told me about it. And I made him call the doctor. He's going to get a blood infection and die, I swear. Or gangrene. But It's gross. And I would prefer if he didn't die. He's good snuggles.

That's what is going on in my brain. I have to go to class now.
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So. I went to work. And it sucked. Being responsible and adult sucks.
BUT
Before I went to work I was driving to Bananas house and we were talking about her date (oooooooo) when OUT OF NOWHERE! Note: Our younger viewers may need to look away.

There was a man biking his goat down the side of Geneva. Like the way you would walk a dog. Except it was with a goat. My mind is blown. Still. and It's been like five hours. Okay, three and a half. Maybe four.
But I don't know if you understand how mindblowing it was. Like, pretend it had been a midget. And that midget was walking an entire herd of giraffes.

Now, to BONES. And Roller Skating.

Noodles and processed cheese should never smell like pickle relish

I'm not sure what my roommate is microwaving but it smells like pickle relish. Allegedly it's macaroni and cheese with peas but it smells like deaths grandma. And I don't feel like that's safe to ingest. But she ingested it. Which is not what I meant to blog about.
My original blog intent went something like this......*drifty wonderland music*

Dear Financial Aid and various other College related monetary required thingamabobs,

I know this is a difficult thing for you to understand. I really do. But I need you to understand that I have no money. I wish this was different, but it's not. So quit asking me for money. Or better yet. Give me money. and then take it for yourself. Because the morons who are in charge of the fees for college obviously never attended college. In fact, I would like you to send them the following letter (because obviously you people are in cahoots)
                    Dear Nimrods,
                         It is evident that you never attended college. If you had you would remember that while in college you work shitty jobs for zero wage. And what zero wage you do earn goes directly to school that will earn you a slightly higher nonexistant wage so that that you can spend the rest of your career paying for the loans that managed to accumulate 1000000000000000% interest while you were out of school trying to find a job so you could pay for the loans with the degree that you wont be able to afford for the next 30 years. I realize that you probably went to a large school such as Harvard, Princeton, or even Beauxbatons Academie dux Artes. But I attend none of those. So daddy did not pay for any of it. And it's not looking likely that he will ever pay for any of it because I'm "independent". Along with being the least favorite(not in quotations due to the overwhelming truthiness). Basically what I'm trying to express you is that I'M POOR. And this will not change if you;
A) Charge me more
B) Tell me that I received enough money to cover 10 credits but I can't have all the money unless I'm taking at least 12 (is this logical at all? NO)
C) Lie to the Financial Aid office about how I'm supposed to access the stafford loan that will cover the school I can't pay for.
D) CONTINUE TO BE DOUCHES.
                                                            Sincerely,
                                                                   Liz
So, if you could deliver that, I would be greatly obliged.
                                                             Sincerely,
                                                                     Liz


Because I'm going to school to teach HIGH SCHOOL ENGLISH. I will never have money. At least it is a lifestyle I understand. And teachers are underpaid. Think about the absolute hell you put your teachers through. We should make more than $13-$18 an hour. Really.

Blogging.

Let's pretend this isn't the SEVENTH TIME I've tried blogging. In Fact, let's pretend that I'm a magical fairy and my math homework is going to do itself. Ahahaha. No. This time I'm going to blog-semi faithfully. About all the crrraazzyy things going on in my new found adult life. Or at least about what happens. With very little exaggeration and additions. At least as little as possible.