Thursday, July 23, 2009

Visas are a pain!

Okay, so I'm going to Europe next year for an extended period of time, and because of that I must acquire a visa. I have everything I need, but the application questions are a little bit confusing, I'm not going to lie. But I have all my documents ready, so, hopefully the rest is cake. I emailed a couple people who should be able to help me and as soon as I finish a few questions I should be in the clear. Anywho. Lots of stuff of my mind lately. Lets see here, what I shall wear to the wedding, the meaning of life, what I need to pack, where I'm going in life, when exactly I'm moving out of my place, what I'll be doing the next couple months, yaddy yaddy yaddy. I'm hungry, I'm going to go eat, then study, hopefully. Happy Thursday all!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Mental Health Day

I decided that today would be appropriately classified as a "mental health day" a.k.a. a day to do absolutely nothing. I figured since I have no spouse or children that I reserve the right to be selfish and lazy, ahhh, how refreshing.

A Lazy Summer Day

The sun is shining

A breeze is blowing

These summer days

Keep my heart a-glowing

There’s work to do

And bills to pay

But there’s a mystery

Upon your last day

So skip your classes

Or call in sick

Find your passion

And do it quick

Time goes so fast

It just flies by

It seems to be gone

In the blink of an eye

Enjoy each day

With its troubles and all

Enjoy the leap

With the risk of a fall

Right or wrong

I’ll take today

Without worries or fear

It’s a lazy summer day

Sunday, July 12, 2009

I Love Bridget Jones!

I have hope that there exist Mark Darcys in the world. He's quite the stud. Moving on to more exciting things, I was at the family picnic yesterday and it was pretty enjoyable. I had a lot of fun with all the little cousins, one of them even beat me up. I went over to tease my little cousin, Kyle, and attempted to twist his arm because I seriously underestimated his strength. In about two seconds he was twisting my arm and asking who his favorite cousin was? How typical. Later, a bunch of us played spoons, which turned into a dangerous game, as usual.