Possibly the worst timing

So this embarrassing story number 439849.

Today, Claire (she's always around when the worst happens) and I were dancing in the front room of our sorority house. We were dancing with scarves, which is a different story. But anyway, we were choreographing a special number, and no one was around, so I jokingly said, "And then the next time around I'll be NAKED."

And I turned around and the house boy happened to be walking through the room.

First of all, I was kidding. Completely kidding.

But he said "Nothing I haven't heard before!"

Embarrassed, I apologized and assured him I was kidding as he walked away. He didn't really say anything..

Needless to say, I will never be one of those awesome girls who goes on a date with the house boy.

Embarrassing

Hello! So I have embarrassing stories to tell.

Okay so first. My backpack was extra heavy today. So I walked out of Bennett and a boy was kinda following me. Not like stalking me but just walking behind me. But I dropped my phone (and it didn't have the case on- thanks Katie) so I bent down to pick it up and my backpack was so heavy that I fell over. My ass hit the ground. I FELL. In front of a boy.
So I spent the rest of my ten minute walk to the music building replaying that moment and repeating "I literally just fell on my ass" in my head. (Its like in Bridesmaids when Lily is like "I literally just shit myself. I shit in the street. I shit in my shorts...I shit myself.")  Because I honestly couldn't believe that I wasn't smart enough to take off my backpack before picking up my phone that was on the ground.

Story number 2: When I sleep, I usually wake up at random times throughout the night. Well, last night I did that and I happened to check my phone and I had a text from a boy. So I guess I was really eager to text him back (bad) so I typed out a response and hit send. Well, when I woke up for real he had texted me back with "..."
that's never a good sign. So I looked at what I sent him and it said this, verbatim: "Oh damn I though were. Lay well guess what I did"

....what. the. hell. So now I'm in the awkward "I have to text you again to make sure you know that I'm normal and I was just 85% asleep when I sent that" phase.


Story number 3: I just swallowed my gum. It hurt and Claire laughed at me.

Story number 4: My history paper is due tomorrow. I've done one paragraph. This paragraph is saved on my laptop. My laptop decided that today is shut down every two minutes and really piss off Andi day. Whatever. Just means God wants me to write my blog on Claire's computer and not worry about my paper til later.

Bye lovely people!

Today

Hey guys. So I haven't blogged in a while but I haven't really had much to talk about because my life is a crazy mess of chaos, but its fine. I shall just tell you about my dad.

I wrote dad. I meant to write day.

But my dad's pretty cool.

Anyway. My day.

So today actually started last night but it was actually today. I woke up at midnight and for some reason I felt like I needed to set my alarm for 8:20.

Side story- I never set an alarm. I always wake up on time. Yeah, I'm a freak.

But for some reason I thought I needed to set an alarm. So I did. At midnight. So then I wake up again at 7 AM and I'm freaking out because I'm thinking that my clock is messed up and its actually 9 am (daylight savings makes me paranoid about time, I guess) so I check the clock on my phone and its 7. So I go back to sleep and I wake up at 8:20 to the most GD annoying alarm. Its blaring. BLARING.

So I get up and go to my voice lesson where I suck because I'm singing this mermaid song with all these runs and they are hard, to say the least.

So, then I eat my strawberry pop tarts. Then I go to theory where my friend Bernardo and I share some Cheezits. Then the cheezits made me nauseous.

Then I went to choir. Then I decided to walk to the union to get a coffee because I was starting to get a lack of caffeine headache.

On my way to the union I tripped and stumbled and then laughed loudly about it to myself and then realized what an embarrassing person I am.

Then I went and ate lunch and went to psych where we learned about disorders.

Then I came home and procrastinated homework, took a nap, went to a philanthropy event with my favorite Kaci.

Then I came home to find my roommate rearranging my room. Without me. Then I helped them finish and it looks great and my bed is high up and now I feel like a princess. I also successfully avoided homework some more.

Then I practiced some ear training (the class of satan, as it can also be called) and then I showered and now I'm writing a blog.

Nothing exciting happened unless you count the fact that I achieved new levels of laziness by avoiding homework and working out.

okay wow. what a waste of a blog.