TGITHURSDAY

Whenever I ask myself why I bother going to class, I remember. It gives me a chance to blog. (Mom, don't worry, I go to class.) But, as anyone who has ever taken a class with me knows, I often use the time to hone my facebook procrastination skills. If only I could make a career out of that...

moving on. I thought it would be a genius idea to take History of Jazz in order to get a humanities credit. I thought way wrong. I discovered the first week of school that this was to be my only class without anybody in it that I knew. This meant that I had to go to class at the same time it increased my desire not to go. Whomp, whomp. To make matters worse, my teacher likes the excuse to show off his piano skills and goes off on musical tangents. In addition, he is one of those sneaky professors who doesn't post any of his notes online and uses chalk to write on the chalkboard and then gives paragraph definitions for his one word he writes down. I didn't know they even still made chalk. Welcome to the 21st century, please.

Also, I have discovered that jazz is REALLY not my thing. At least not the things we are learning. And of course, on the days when my desire for a nap/to watch SVU begins to take over, I always push past it and come to class...and then we watch a movie. Thanks, Doc Pete.

However, I did start paying attention in my psychology class due to the fact that my computer battery died. Who knew classes could actually be interesting? Wish I had some deep psychological insights to offer you, but the most interesting class so far basically just talked about the differences between the way men and women think and it was stuff we pretty much already know. Guys are all about looks, Girls are all about money. Whoop.

Last night, I finally got the opportunity to dress like one of my favorite musical artists. Yes, you guessed it, Ke$ha. Oh...you didn't guess? well...I did. She is a psycho and her songs are ridiculous but they just get so stuck in your head!!! I think that I did pretty well....

And my outfit was free, whoop!!!! One of my friends was giving me a hard time for the fact that I plan on dressing up as something different every night, but I told her I had to make up for 19 years of not celebrating Halloween. I do have to admit though, I had a great time being Ke$ha at our date party and I kind of wish I could pull off that kind of make up every day. However, if you see a ke$ha out this weekend, it's not me. I'll be changing it up, ya know, keepin' everyone on their toes.

BTHO TECH!!!

TWELFTH MAN FOR TANNEHILL!!!

and....dare I say it?

GO RANGERS!! WORLD SERIES CHAMPS 2010