Good news!! My computer is officially fixed. Yay!!! I'm not worried about this happening again, because no one is here anymore that will use Internet Explorer to look up NSFW material because that person knows I use Firefox and won't see the IE history. I mean, IF that was even the problem....
And in other news- A question I often ask myself is "What would I normal person do in this situation?" Never before has the answer been, "Go to the drive in with Sky and a bucket of chicken." That was my Friday night exactly a week ago. Something about being home makes me so much more comfortable with not being on par with normal. And spending time with Skylar doesn't help that situation. So long story short: we rolled up to the KFC drive thru and, I kid you not, asked, "What's the least amount of chicken we can get in a bucket?" Because really, it was the bucket with which we were most concerned. If you were wondering- the answer is six. You can get six pieces of chicken in a bucket.
That is what I do when I'm home. Another thing I like to do when I'm home: spend time with my little brother. My family, yeah sure. But mainly the smallest sibling. He literally had tears in his eyes and asked our parents if I could sleep in his room because he "never gets to spend time with Morgan anymore." SO CUTE, RIGHT?! Well, I like to go to his baseball games. I have awfully bad anxiety, so I get ridiculously nervous watching. But the last game I went to was particularly eventful. Turns out, one of umps was absolutely the definition of attractive. And the kicker? My sister and I were desperately trying to figure out where we knew him from, and it turns out that he has asked her out on several dates. She declined, God knows why. And yet again was I reminded that I am indeed not the pretty sister. Just like in high school when people told me that. Often. So I'm not sure how to handle that.
Another situation I'm not sure how I'm going to handle: a friend of mine is going to come stay with me. In my apartment. For more than one day. I really want her to stay with me. I'm more concerned about her. Like, I couldn't possibly have a roommate, so I hope this doesn't have an effect on our friendship. And I have a couch made for midgets. Anyone who has been to my apartment knows I'm not exaggerating. It's long but really, really thin. And that's what she said. But no, I'm not really not kidding.
Something that happened to me yesterday: I gave the lead in Cute Is What We Aim For a lighter. So it was pretty legit, I'm a huge fan of their music. And by huge fan, I mean that I want to make out to it. BUT that just makes me realize how I don't have that in my life, sooooo.... There's that. For the record, I absolutely don't smoke, but my best friend left her lighter in my car, so I definitely gave that mess up fast. Sorry, B. But it was absolutely worth it because he definitely said, "Sweet car." Shaant was pretty cunning in real life. I might have texted my mom a picture of him and I. She then replied, "Please go home alone." Which made me feel pretty good, because she apparently was under the impression that I just asked a potential hook up to take a picture with me so I could text it to my mom for approval. This also means that she thought that I had a potential hook-up. And an attractive one at that. Yet again I find myself saying "Thanks for the confidence boost, MOM!" So yeahhh....
Here's a picture of Shaant. So you know what kind of guy my mom thinks I'm getting...
If only....
Which leads me right into another concern- why the HELL aren't there more guys like this in my life? I'm a BIG fan of beards. In fact, beards absolutely should be added to my make-out list. Mmm. And because I have an undeniable attraction to men with beards and long hair, I might have been excessively creepy to a guy on Twitter and/or Formspring. Which is just great for me.
Yours awkwardly, and creepily,
Morgan
First things first- this is pretty much been the most amazing Monday ever, in the weirdest ways. I slept through my last final, but my adorable autistic professor was like "No biggie! You can totally still take it because you come to my office and talk to me about things like the ridiculous greed present in modern medicine. And you come to class. I like that. You can take my exam late. No problem." That's what I heard at least. Right after that, he was all like, "HEY! BTDUBBS, you totally rocked your last two exams. Like above class average rocked." So that was nice. After that, I had OLIVE GARDEN. Seriously, in my life, that's the closest thing I've had to a date in sooo long, even though it was with two other girls. I don't get to go out that often, and on a scale of 1-AMAZING, it was wonderful. So yeah, I'm publicly expressing my extreme desire to go out and embarrass myself in front of guys even more... But anyways, after that I had several hours with my staff. It was also great. I do feel that there are a few issues that should be addressed though.
That is, after I address the BEST THING EVER. Some anonymous friend,- I mean, I'm assuming friend... even if I don't know you, you're totes one of my favorite people ever- left the best comment I've ever read on this post. When people say things like that, it is the literally the best thing ever. So thanks for that.
And back to my staff. We share way too much with each other. Moreso than a normal staff does, I feel. We have been so busy lately, that staff bonding has kind of fallen off of the bandwagon. Luckily for us, checkouts bring us together for days on end and that's the perfect environment for me to get too comfortable and over share. That is absolutely something that I have an issue with: getting too comfortable and sharing things that I probably shouldn't. Not like things that are too much and make me lose friends, but when I get comfortable I just share things that might make people think I'm a creep or whatever. Example: this blog. Another example: tonight, one of my best friends that's on my staff and also from Pakistan and I agreed that we'd really like to go to the West Stacks (a part of the library) with a man friend and not to study. Strictly hypothetical... Whatevs. And I'm not going to actually write down this next thing, but I hope this picture describes the other thing that F and I shared tonight with our staff.
(For those of you that don't get it: the teacher off of 90210.)
Two out of the last three nights, I've pulled all nighters. So I'm kind of delirious, but I'm going to give this a shot anywayyyyy. I HATE STEREOTYPES ABOUT TEXANS. I also cannot stand it when people feed those stereotypes. Let's discuss.
George W. Bush- I'll be the first to say that I love W. I want to meet him and take a picture with him. So incredibly badly. But just because I support him, doesn't mean that I feel the need to talk about things like how the south will rise again. I'm nowhere near being politically correct, but get some common sense. Seriously. Most people from the north annoy me, but I can't stand banjo playing self righteous southerners even more so.
Riding horses/rodeo/etc- I actually did have a horse and rodeo in high school. I'm not saying anything negative about it. Trust me, I'm dying to go stay a weekend with my sister solely for the fact that she attends a rodeo college and my facebook creeping has made me realize that I desperately need a weekend to be in the middle of nowhere with guys that don't wear colored shorts, Sperry's, and carry black cards. BUT by no means does everyone in Texas ride their horses to school. In fact, I've been thoroughly disappointed with the lack of legitimate rodeo men in my area.
Line Dancing- I probably feel the most passionate about this one. NO ONE SELF LEGITIMATELY LINE DANCES FOR FUNSIES!!!! I mean, its one thing to do it as a joke, but I cannot stand when people think that anyone that's from the country or anyone who rodeo line dances. In fact, it is quite the opposite. Not one legitimate rodeo contestant goes line dancing. Trust me, after four years of high school with my sister, I know that doesn't happen. Most bull riders are drunken whores that play games like the Bad to Lay Down Tour, which is ridiculously awful and hilarious, and a completely different topic. Two stepping is totally normal, dancing of any country way is normal, but LINE DANCING IS NOT. The only people you will see line dancing are the people that are severely misinformed and seriously out of touch with rodeo. I seriously cannot express my frustration with this.
I don't think I can continue. I'll elaborate more later, but the ten hours of sleep I've gotten in the last 72 hours is just not cutting it anymore. I just really wanted to post so I could point out how awesome whoever left that comment is...
Yours awkwardly,
Morgan
If only....
