Today has been crazy. Absolutely, absurdly crazy. The feeling of immense terror as my classes grew to the size of my own personal Goliath was, at first, quite humorous. Sure, bring it on. What do I have to worry about? If I can't cut it, I can always become a squator in Indonesia, right? Well, that was then. Now, as I look back on the fact that I fell asleep in my study carol in the library, wasting one hour of study time, started awake not realizing I had gripped a page of my textbook and ripped it out mid-jump, after walking the mall for an hour to not find one single pair of jeans that actually show I have a butt, living off of chicken nuggets for the second straight week, and still not finishing my homework, things look pretty bleak.
But it's all going to be okay. Somehow, in a way completely foreign and inexplicable to me, I'll get that slingshot and take off someone's head. Metaphorically, of course. Anyway, as I leave this horribly depressing story to soak in your mind and create another guest at my personal pity party, I wish to show you something. My bestest friend at college and roommate. Apparently the nieces and nephews like him, too. So, when you want to send me money cause you feel sorry for me, go ahead, but just remember that I've always got Ted.
2 comments:
That little boys parents must not love him! What Crazy hair, find that boy a family! Girlfriend you crack me up! You are the bomb at this blogging thing!
I would have to concur with that boy's terrible mother (just kidding Kel). You are quite good at this. I found myself hugely entertained with your anecdotes and the way you explain yourself. We love you and miss you. Thanks for sharing your life with us. Also, great song. (This is Tyler)
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