SCHOOL!

woot. school is back in session, and I absolutely love it. I am a total nerd, yes. but what can you do? I am just taking dumb intro classes to like everything because pretty much I don't know what to do with my life. I was going to completely change my schedule the night before school started, but I had a total meltdown (typical) and didn't end up changing it. I decided what the hay and left my schedule. 

So pretty much  I am a total stocker, freak, because I walk down the halls, seriously looking for this boy... I don't even like (seriously I don't) him because 1. he is getting old, 2. he is going bald and 3. he is completely clueless  (you all probably know who it is) but seriously I just want to see him... no luck though, I haven't seen him yet.  As the days go by I'll keep looking for him and who knows maybe one day I will see him, and our eyes will meet, we'll run towards each other with outstretched arms, kiss, and who knows 2 weeks later we will probably be married, or engaged at least.  

Anyways on Fridays I have 2 hrs between one of my classes so, I people watch. I am weird but I love it.  Let me just say boys are so dumb... so they walk down the halls and they think they are so cool, but let me tell you, they look ridiculous, they always walk with their head held high, kinda searching around like a hawk or something, then when they see either a girl they know or find a seat by a cute girl they totally act all cool and are like "hey," if you're lucky but usually they just nod their head and sit down... girls on the other hand say, "is this seat taken?" which is secret code for I want to sit by you because you are way cute... but boys are clueless and are just like nope.  oh the apparent raging hormones of college students. you gotta love it. 

p.s I am looking for a new job so everyone pray for me, or if you see a "now hiring" sign somewhere good let me know. I am so sick of being a barista, you can only make so many coffee drinks for people whose garments are hanging out and still feel good about yourself, also I am so sick of high school (or younger) aged boys that think I am flirting with them because I ask what their name is... I think it's time to retire the good ole' apron, and wave good bye to the cafe...