Needing a Change

I think it's high time for me to move. I need something new in my life, because I'm getting excessively bored. Why am I still living in my parents' house when I'm almost 21? I'll tell you why--I don't like doing things that are outside of my comfort zone. And moving in with a bunch of girls I don't know is definitely outside of my comfort zone. For all I know, I might end up with a girl version of Norman Bates who ends up stabbing me in the shower when I'm not expecting it. Or worse, she might be one of those people who can't sit through a movie without asking, "What's going on? Who's that? What's going to happen next? Does he die at the end?" Ugh. I shudder at the thought.

Oh well. Time to put my unfounded fears about roommates aside, pack up all of my junk, and move to a lovely ghetto apartment somewhere. There. I've said it. Now it will probably take me another 7 months or so to actually act upon it. :-)

Quote of the Day: No matter how rich you become, how famous or powerful, when you die the size of your funeral will still pretty much depend on the weather. --Michael Pritchard

(I know that quote has nothing to do with anything, but it's cool.)

Blasted Colds

Guess what?! Drew and I won third place at the Cha Cha competition on Saturday!! How awesome is that? I never thought I'd say this, but I'm glad that I was forced against my will into this competition. I've discovered that dancing can be loads of fun, and I'm not completely terrible at it. (Take that, all you people who have told me I'm a terrible dancer.)

In other news, I'm sick...again. I think I'm stuck in this terrible vortex of sickness; just when I think I'm getting better I get sucked back down into the abyss of coughs and congestion. Is there no hope?! Drat this blasted common cold with his inexhaustible supply of disguises. He somehow manages to constantly trick my immune system.

My Immune System: "Hey, you look familiar? Haven't I seen you before?"

The Cold: "Um...NO! Of course you've never seen me. (Nervous Cough) I have a mustache and sunglasses! Last time I just had a mustache! I mean...ahem...I'm a completely different person that you've never seen before!"

My Immune System: "Oh. Why didn't you say so? Come on in and stay as long as you
want!"

The Cold: "Excellent. The day is mine!! MWHAHAHAHAHA!!!"


And that's how it happens. Believe me.

Moral of the Story: Get a smart immune system--one that won't be fooled by cheesy disguises.




Quote: To achieve the impossible dream, try going to sleep. --Joan Klemper

Valentine's Day

Quote for the day: Valentine's Day is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap. --Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

I probably misquoted that, but oh well. I hope everyone's Valentine's Day has been filled with love and chocolate and all that junk. My Valentine's Day consisted of a dentist's appointment and a date with my mom and my sister. Whoohoo!!

We went to go see Catch and Release, and I must say that it was terrible! I hated almost everything about it, which is so sad because I love Jennifer Garner so much. Sad day. I just didn't like the characters and the plot line was very weak. Bleh. Don't go see it. Please.

Yay for Talking!

I can finally talk again!!! Praise the Lord. I can't tell you how much easier life is when you can communicate without being in the mime box. I won't be able to sing for a while, but that's okay. It will come back eventually.

I taught Kindermusik again today. I think I'm going to love this job. How cool is it to get paid for playing with little kids? Of course, I kind of feel like an idiot when I'm rolling around on the ground or singing dumb little songs like "Hey Lolly," but oh well.

So, my little brother and his buds have been spending a lot of time making a movie called "Nocturnal Children." It's a sequel to a movie they made last year called "Nocturnal Kid." In honor of them, I'm posting it. Enjoy.

Random Ranting Tantrum

I really don't have anything to write about, so I just thought I'd choose a random thing to rant about. And the random topic for today is *drum roll*:

Fake drawers in kitchens or bathrooms...or any room, really. It drives me nuts when I go to open a drawer and realize, "Oh wait. That's just a fake drawer." I feel so cheated somehow--like I didn't get my money's worth. Do carpenters do this as some kind of practical joke? I mean, if you're going to go to all the trouble to carve a drawer look-alike, can't you just go the extra mile and PUT A REAL DRAWER IN THERE?! It can't be much more expensive, can it? (Don't fret, I'm not going to say the word "drawer" any more.) I have the same issue with fake pockets in clothes. Enough said.

Okay, I'm done. Hahah. Sorry for the randomness. I'm losing my mind.