Oink Oink... but for real this time

So... I finally finished with my college career!! WOOT! I get to become an official alumnae of Auburn University tomorrow! I'm super excited, but really bummed at the same time. After all the complaining about Auburn I have done, I'm not ready to leave it. I don't want to leave the town that has been my home for over 5 years, and I really don't want to leave my friends. I'll miss hanging out with my Spanish Civilization crew. I'll miss my sorority sisters. I'll miss stupid Haley Center and its confusing quadrants. I never have to sit through another lecture for as long as I live... unless I decide to go to graduate school... And hats off to this girl Mei Tsutsumi at meiillustration.com for this cute little drawing... I googled for an image that might summarize my current feelings, and hers nailed it. :)

I made straight... Bs this semester. Kind of a bummer, but hey... it was my last semester. Of course I went out with friends a few times when I should have been studying. I think that was time well spent. My whole family is coming in town tomorrow morning so we can take the obligatory Samford Lawn graduation pictures. But sad day... it's 90% chance of rain tomorrow. Hopefully I can still get some good pictures.

Worst part of all this: I started feeling kind of crappy last weekend at my parents' house. I got a bit of a fever and slept a lot, but I had to go back to school for my last final on Tuesday morning. Tuesday morning rolls around... I feel like absolute sh!t. I feel like sick dookie and I think I'm going to fail my final since my dookie-feeling self didn't really study. Anyway, I suffer through the final, hop the transit back to my apartment, hop into my car and head to the Urgent Care center. I sit there for a bit... waiting for the nurse to call me back so she can weigh me (worst part), get my blood pressure (always on the lower end... and the reason why I'm like a drunk when you try to wake me up in the morning), prick my finger, and take my temperature. Hmm... fever of 101... no wonder I felt a little off during my final. After I told her all my symptoms, she tells me to blow my nose, but don't wipe it. EW! She then takes a cotton swab and swabs my boogies... I'm convinced she has the worst job ever. They take my wonderful sample and test it for Swine Flu or H1N1 whatever the proper name for it is now... and it's POSITIVE. Crap. Thanks, God... for your wonderful gift to celebrate graduation. Swine Flu. And I think this is the second time I've had Swine Flu, but the first time I didn't go to the doctor. I only went because my symptoms were worse this time. Apparently that's why I have had Swine Flu twice... there is a newer, more severe strain that started showing up recently. Looks like I'm the factory tester for Swine Flu strains.

So... I finally got rid of my fever about 12 hours ago and have been stuck in bed in my lonely apartment for the past 3 days now. I can't even tell you how many movies I have watched... and the entire first season of NBCs show Community. Hopefully I can keep my fever away and I'll no longer be considered "contagious" by tonight. Thank goodness I won't have to graduate with a doctor's mask on my face, but with some of the crappy mess-ups I've had to deal with from Auburn and the officials, maybe I sould cough into my hand a few extra times before I shake their hands on my walk across the stage. ;)

Hmm... makes you think just how humans got "swine flu"... Rule #1: Don't lick pigs.

*sigh* continued

Oh my gosh, when I thought it couldn't get worse, I went to go make dinner... and my roomie left my food out on the counter while she took it out to get to something behind it.

Awesome. My food... ruined. Thanks.

And I remembered that a few weeks ago, she was going to do me a favor and meet a friend on campus to give them my football ticket . Her phone "didn't work" and she didn't get to give it to my friend who had to buy a ticket from someone else. Granted, I'm pissed at my friend who didn't call me when I said "If you can't get in touch with her, CALL ME!!". Obviously, that means "don't call me" in her language. I was excited about $35 extra dollars of spending money. But no, nothing can go right if it involves my roomie.

*sigh*

Ok brace yourselves... I know most of my posts are "rants", but get ready for the mother of all rants...

I CAN'T FREAKING STAND THE WAY MY ROOMMATE KEEPS THE APARTMENT!! Ugh!! Seriously!!
First I should probably say that I love her to death. I met her freshman year in college when she pledged my sorority the semester after I did. She's awesome and I'll never say she isn't.
But her lack of cleanliness is NOT awesome at all.

We decided to live together about 2 years ago. I lived in the room across from her in the sorority dorm, so I knew she had a bit of a problem with picking up after herself. I asked her before we signed any type of lease... "Will you make the apartment all messy like the dorms??" Her reply: "No, I just keep messes in my room. The common areas are always clean." .......... Ok I have to call bullshit on that one...

The summer before we moved in, I worked really hard to pick out furniture and decorations for our place. She told me to go ahead and do that since she's not that into decorating. That made my day. The decor in good ol' #8203 at The Reserve wasn't exactly my style (Sorry Allison and Liz!! But the whole "Mexican-Restaurant-With-A-Hammock-On-The-Wall" just made me smile... but go ahead and poke fun at my bullfighting poster! :) ). I was happy to put my own personal touch on a new living room. I never made decisions without asking my roommate how she felt about it first. I planned A LOT!! I coordinated EVERY thing in that living room perfectly. I spent A LOT!! The one apple green pillow on our couch is freakin POTTERY BARN!! NOT CHEAP!

Here's my problem. I am my mother. I agree with every ounce of my being that everything has its place. Once you take something out of its place to use it, put it back when you are done. That obviously does not happen in my apartment.

I walk through the front door after a stressful day of class and the last thing I want to do is enter ANOTHER stressful environment. It stresses me out BECAUSE I WANT TO CLEAN IT!!! Currently down stairs, the living room is full of random boxes and Halloween costumes, empty coke cans, scattered trinkets, the cover on one of my chairs is falling off, and the pillows for the couch are on the floor. THE EFFING POTTERY BARN PILLOW. ON. THE. FLOORRRRRRRRRRRRR. What the freaking hell is that?????? It's a freaking $60 pillow made of linen and a tortoise shell button. The linen is wrinkled and the button is falling off because people put it on the floor and LAY on it! Pottery Barn pillows are NOT for laying on!! It's outright disrespectful and not courteous to treat someone else's things like that.

I'm the only one who ever cleans the place! And when I really want it clean is when I have guests coming in town. The apartment is so dirty, it's always a mad dash to the finish line to get it clean before the guests come! I'll give my roomie credit that she did clean the basement, but that's because she had a Halloween party last year and the basement was caked in candy corn. My roommate only just recently (a year later) cleaned out the basement because we had bugs down there. You think?!?! You left effing candy corn out on the floor of a basement for A YEAR!!!

The kitchen is another story. The kitchen table is never used because it has all her crap on it. The floor is always dirty no matter how many times I mop. The counters, stove top, and microwave are probably breeding grounds for the next plague virus. I never take out the trash in the kitchen, because I figure my roommate needs to clean up something (how bitchy of me, but I can't play mommy to someone older than I am). I never have friends come over because I would be ashamed for anyone to see the trash and food everywhere. I have no clue how she isn't embarrassed having people over.

Granted, my bedroom isn't always the cleanest, but I clean most of it at least once a week. And NONE of the crap downstairs is mine. As much as I love my roomie (And I really do, even though I just sounded like a complete bitch complaining about her habits), I'm really glad I graduate and move out next month. The only thing is I have to find someone who wants to sublease. If only they knew what they would be getting into. Then I would never find a subleaser.

This was way longer than I thought and I only feel like I got half of my frustrations out. Oh AND I get home from ATL this week and someone has finished off all my bottled water. Ok. Maybe all my frustrations are out now. Oh one more... there's even her crap on the landing of the stairs outside our bedroom doors.

Ugh. I was going to go to bed, but now I'm all fired up...

Please don't be ignorant

I was just browsing the flair on facebook... and realized that every other piece of crap flair is "anti-Obama" or "anti-capitalism" or "I'll Keep my money, guns, and freedom. You can keep the change."

Clearly someone's still a little sour over the November election. Well, grab a tissue and get over it. Clearly someone doesn't realize that this country is NOT TURNING TO CAPITALISM OR SOCIALISM or whatever! Seriously. Take a look at the health care plans. Take a look at Canada's national healthcare. It works up there. Maybe it will work here.

I get how some people don't like "change". But considering the direction that everything took while Bush 2.0 was in office, I'm up for any kind of "change". If these people making the flair were content with the way the country and economy was going before Obama, they can go buy their own country and bring it down. Don't screw America over. Give Obama a chance. You assume everything he's doing is bad just because he's Democrat. I'm not saying that all Republicans are like this (maybe only the extreme ones), but it's sure making "republican" and "ignorance" sound like the same word to me.

No offense to all my republican friends. And you know my opinion and I are outnumbered here in AL. :)

MTV VMAs 2009

I'm a huge fan of the Video Music Awards that come on MTV every fall. Even though Tokio Hotel wasn't there this year (Best New Artist 2008 what what!), it's always fun to watch. You never know what will happen.

This year's VMAs were awesome. Simply because of two things: Kanye West and Lady Gaga.

It was the beginning of the awards show. The first award given (I think) was for the Best Female Video. Nominees were Beyonce, Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift, blah blah blah. Taylor swift won. I didn't think she'd win, but I love Taylor Swift. Her video was awesome, so whatever. She was in the middle of her acceptance speech when Kanye "I'm-the-biggest-ass-ever" West interrupted her. He said he would let Taylor finish, but Beyonce had the most amazing video. How awkward for Taylor. And she didn't get to finish her speech. Thank God Beyonce is so classy and invited Taylor to finish her speech when Beyonce won for best video. Kanye should have been thrown out. He also needs to learn some manners and to shut up. So, Mr. Master of Douchebaggery, frankly no one cares about what you have to say.

The best part of the night was watching Lady Gaga. Genius!! Sheo's so weird and eccentric and I love her. She had many outfits that were crazy, including this black mess that she couldn't move her neck in, a flaming red Slim Jim looking outfit, and her feather headpiece (like Russell Brand said: "She's become an ESKIMO!!") at the end that made her face look like a nest and the perfect place to lay an egg.

Her performance of "Paparazzi" was so strange, I loved it. "Paparazzi" is my favorite Lady Gaga song. She sounded amazing during the performance, but then it got a little... as People tweeted, "Violent". She heads over to a piano, starts playing, gets up and starts "bleeding" all over the place. Then, she raises above the stage "dead". LOL! I wish I had the balls to be as different as Lady Gaga is.

Rant o' the week

I don't get it... I cook (darn yummy food too), I clean, I put forth effort to not look like a bum when I roll out of bed, and I'm fun (I think) but I'm STILL SINGLE. WTF? If God's making me wait this long, the boy better be darn good. OH EFF!

While listening to my current theme song, "Haven't Met You Yet" by Michael Buble, I can't decide if I feel hopeful or depressed. Both?? Yeah, both...

Michael Buble - Haven't Met You Yet

Oink Oink... Back to School!

I can't sleep so I'm writing a blog entry. The beauty of only having class on Tuesdays/Thursdays...

School started a little over 2 weeks ago. Thank God I was able to get into the last class I needed to graduate! So December 18th will be one HUGE party in Alabama. Best. Day. Ever.

The only crappy thing about only having class twice a week is that on those days, I am on campus from 8am til 3:30 or so. I know that doesn't sound that bad, especially for those of you who have a real job, but I haven't had to show up somewhere for that long without the incentive of an hourly salary since high school. And I didn't miss that. The worst part about the day is it starts at 8am with 2 and a half hours straight of Business Spanish. Then I have Masterpieces of Spanish Literature and finish with Spanish-American Civilizations. Joy. Oh well... every class day I struggle to stay awake through is one day closer to never having class again in my life. Sweet.

As if school isn't uninviting enough, Auburn is having a bit of a Swine Flu problem. Awesome. I have no immune system, so this semester should be soooooo fun. People in my classes are already sick with the Swine Flu, so I'm just waiting for the porky virus to take a hop and a skip to my desk a few spots away. I have heard rumors of the university thinking about closing dorms or even the school if it gets much worse. If they cancel school, I'm still coming to class, dammit! I've got a graduation to attend this December. After that, peace out!

On another note... you guys all know me. You know I love to cook things. That's what I do on Friday nights when I get bored. It sounds kind of sad, but it relaxes me. Recently I have been trying to cook for a certain guy I like. Mom said to write a blog like the Julie/Julia Project (the girl who cooked her way though Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Julia Child and wrote a blog about it). My blog, naturally, would be about finding my way to a man's heart through cooking. However, I think this guy is interested in someone else. So poo on him and me cooking for him. Thanks to his "man-whoreness", my blog was dead before it began.

Oh, Liz might find this funny... I had my car mistakenly towed from my apartment complex. I didn't have to pay for it or anything, but it's pretty funny that it got towed when it wasn't supposed to have been. Maybe it's karma for getting your car towed.

Let's see... randomness:
• I just turned 23. I'm officially old, because I remember when my sister Christina turned 23 and I made fun of her for being so old. Now it's my turn.

• FOOTBALL SEASON STARTS THIS WEEKEND!!! If we lose to LA Tech, I'm done being an Auburn fan. For real this time.

• I have just discovered the wonder of Target's necklaces... the pearls with ribbon kind. I've bought a million lately. I actually buy outfits to go with some of these necklaces. That's how much I love them.

• I went to the Ole Auburn Ale House (or for Mandi: "O-lee Auburn A-lee House"... tee hee)with a sorority sister for dinner and drinks tonight. There was an awesome Celtic group with fiddles and everything. I really want to go to Ireland now. Anyone coming with??

Tokio Hotel update (because I can't remember if I posted this before... deal with it): Album "Humanoid" will be released October 6th in the States. Single "Automatic/Automatisch" will be released September 22nd. WOOOOOT! Just a quick pic of Bill. Geez... I love his smile.
Ok... bed! This took way too freaking long. I have to get up sometime before 4pm tomorrow to get my football tickets. :)