Finals Aftermath.

I like my finals cold.

So I have been a hermit for a few weeks now. It has been a blast. But thankfully I will be done with all my finals by Thursday. Then Pah-Tay! haha

So you might be wondering why I like my finals cold, and the answer is....

I LOVE cold weather. But I definitily don't like finals. So the cold makes them berable.

In the last few weeks I been studying at odd hours all throughout the day and drinking hot chocolate. Love it.  The fact that I have to wear my big coat on my way to the library with a steaming cup of hot chocolate in my hand is heaven. <3

So although Finals suck the fact that it has been cold enough making it socially acceptable to drink hot chocolate whenever you want has made all those countless of hours memorizing and reviewing bearable.

So give it up for Cold Finals!

College Dislikes.

So as you may or may not know I am a college student. In college I am your average procrastinator, stressed over everything, has panic attacks, and better get all A's type of student. So I am a pretty normal college student.

Since we are fast approaching December it means enrolling for Spring Semester classes is upon us. Which totally sucks!!

I don't understand how classes get filled up before the opening day of enrollment! How can  there be that many students with priority registration?

I have a friend who is in the "Honors College" and she says they get priority registration along with the seniors and so on. But I don't see how just Honor College students and seniors can fill up that many classes BEFORE the enrollment date even starts. Which totally sucks.

But what really rattles my chain is the fact that the only ones that fill up are the REQUIRED classes. The ones you have to take in order to take any of the other classes.

The fact that only the prerequisite classes are the ones that fill is just so maddening!

It's true that I am a procrastinator but on certain things I am the exact opposite. I had my classes all selected and ready to go in my shopping cart for over a week! and then when I finally get to register for them I go online and half of them are now closed because they are full.

THAT IS JUST SO WRONG!

Another thing, schools really need to offer more classes for the required/prerequisite classes. One of the classes which are now full they only offer one other time, and it's on a SATURDAY. There goes my social life. Great.

And last but not least. I am considering taking an Art class next semester. I've never taken an art class in my life mostly because I am afraid they are going to say I suck at drawing and should jump off a bridge.

Plus I like to draw for fun, I am afraid once I am forced to do it I won't be able to draw and I will discover I am not creative or talented. Which would really suck, since I feel my doodles are a part of me.

But nevertheless I am actually going to try it next semester. Wish me luck!

Side note: Still pretty flippin' upset about the classes though. F! Oh, and Have a Great Day!

This is me. Enjoy.

Life is too full of uncertainties. 

Just be the best you can be, and remember everything that goes around comes right back around.

So if your so high and mighty right now beating me up, just wait till it is your turn.

Enjoy.

Migraine Numero Dos.

Hello!

So last night I had my second migraine ever.

Felt kind of like this...
Yes I know, Classy. I was going to go into greater detail and have blood coming out my eye and splattering everywhere.. but I wanted to keep it classy.

If I had to describe how bad the pain was I would say it was like getting your  eye eaten, squished, poked with a needle, cheese grated, and slapped with a porcupine all at the same time.

So far I've only had two migraines my whole life. Before I started getting migraines I had killer headaches which was just my whole head feeling like it was going to explode.

But yes, ever since my first migraine I have grown cautious on the amount of pain pills I take. I don't want to get to the point where taking 2 pain pills wont do anything for me and have to go for something stronger.

The End.

September.

Dear September,

You sucked this year, and apparently sucked just as bad when I was seven and living in Mexico.

Thank You,

19 year old me. 

 

Love.

I would date you so hard, then marry the shit out of you.Then raise the fuck out of our kids.And give you all the motherfucking love and support you'd ever fucking need.And pay the hell out of that fucking mortgage.And then when the gutters are clogged i'll get up that fucking ladder and clean that shit up while you stand by the kitchen window comically judging my work.And then we can vacuum the fuck out of our carpet so hard that we'll have to get a new one.We'll wash our clothes so goddamn fucking hard. Forget no rinse, we'll use high fucking speed.Buy a fucking minivan to stuff our beautiful fucking babies into it and drive the fuck out of it.Then we con go some fucking parent-teacher meetings and meet the fuck out of our kid's teacher. Then judge the shit out of her in the car.And we can then pile all the children in the fucking minivan and go to the store and shop for groceries so hard that we actually have to make more than two trips to get all that shit inside the house.And then cook the fuck out of our kitchen until we have no food left and we feast on that shirt for fucking days.I will eat the fuck out of your homemade cookies.Then wash the shit out on the dishes together until our entire hands get fucking pruney.We'll watch our kids fucking graduate and mother fucking tear up like the badass bosses we fucking are.We will grow so damn old together, we will look like fucking raisins.I will fucking tell you every single second how much I fucking love you.Holding each other's fucking hands so hard that we shit ourselves.Until we die and rot as motherfucking corpses together.Til death do us fuckin part.Happily ever fucking after.

Reblogged from Jimena. Originally from mostlydope on tumblr.