Thoughts

Why are so many people selling Lularoe? I remember in the 4th grade all my friends moms did Pampered Chef. Then in HS everyone's mom sold Southern Living. I guess now that we are old we sell Lularoe. Gross.

[side thought* I saw someone selling Pampered Chef the other day. I thought "Are you serious"?]

What you write..."I feel personally attacked by Donald Trump becoming president?"
What I see [in my brain]... {Trump roundhouse kicking you in the face}-

She doesn't even go here!

Europeans after the election.

I will never wear leggings without covering my butt. It's because I'd look absolutely terrible. Sorry for the like 3 times I did though*

Oh look another one of my friends is engaged... feels depressed for 3 seconds. At least I got to fly an freaking plane today...still feels depressed.

I'm going to go Gluten free. -eats two cookies and a donut.

Australia after the election.

"No grandma, You can't read that book! It's not Grandma appropriate!" *Grandma stays up all night reading book, has lengthly discussion about adult themes in book over breakfast. I tell Grandma my 17 year old cousin read the book. Now my Cousin is in trouble. "I thought it was about Alaska and the Iditarod, and it's not."

This book is not about Alaska.

I think Amy Caldwell or Hailey Toro have my Crown Duel novel. Id like it back because I had to reorder it from Amazon and they sent me a battered library copy from Austin, Texas. Which makes me cringe from the germs.

If I loaned you this book... would have been before 2009, please return it ASAP.

Why do I have so many articles of black clothing? Why are there so many piles of black clothes. I can't find anything. I can't find my black shirt. I have a black shirt. Tengo la camisa negra- my jam from 2009.

My grandma and I like this special soap called Miracle II soap. It's a Christian Soap Company that blesses their soap. Today I washed my dog with it. "Patton you are now blessed... from the soap... and so fluffy, and you don't smell like a corn chip."

We can not let Grandma find the "Mike and Dave Need Wedding Dates" book. Aubi have you seen it- we cannot let anyone find it, especially mom----.

Grandma, I need you to sew something. "Well what is it...I'm sewing right now."
"Im wearing it, so not right now."

#lit

#slay

I'm gonna run for president and end daylight savings.

Australia-Wizard-Jedi-Ballet

It only took about 4 hours of endless questions about Australia to really nail down the friendship. I honestly didn't know what to talk about. After introducing P to American delicacies like Taco Bell and Waffle House we really began to hit it off. I offhandedly challenged her to a lightsaber duel...and lost. (Despite my casual Kung Fu training, growing up in the "outback" gave her the upper hand apparently.)

Now I know a lot about Australia and know the secrect. Austrailia is HUGE! Like the size of the US. I really can't contain my laughter when P tells me about travelers she's met excitedly telling her about their AUS Travel Plans, thinking they can drive from Perth to Sydney to Brisbane which is equivalent to driving from San Diego to Atlanta to D.C. (5 crying emojis) (all within a week).

It's about the same size as the US.

She heard I liked Harry Potter- and invited me to Philadelphia for a Harry Potter Festival. As the days drew nearer I dreaded it...because I had to wake up early. And though I've trained myself to wake up at 6:15 everyday (not because I have to...I just like laying there). I had to get up really early... 3:45am. P departed 6am, while I plane hopped around the South until I made it to PA that afternoon.

Traveling for the first time with a friend is always a gamble... it's like a test to see if you are on the same page. I'd say we are compatible traveling companions. It was pretty great we didn't have to stop for meals and could wander endlessly without having to take breaks. And that it was perfectly acceptable to go to sleep. (I had mentally prepped myself for a wild rucous pub crawl.)

Just a couple of Wizards

So Australia and Wizardry are great.

Jedi training is pretty good too. Well at the moment it's dreadful because I let self doubt creep back in and it's been too long since I've flown.

My last flight was actually pretty bad. It started out well enough, I did the walk around all by myself- I felt pretty cool checking the fuel, scrambling up the wings and everything else
. Once we were aloft there was a lot of turbulence and I was fighting bumps as we went along - cue start getting really sick. I got totally nauseous and we had to land early... - I felt sick the rest of the day from the extreme vestibular motion ...that is until I went to Kung fu.

Kung Fu was great, though I've been going through Kung Fu struggles. It's lovely and I like it, but my hectic life I'm all over the place with training. A week on, a week off. And I'm really behind in the forms.

Sometimes when we are fighting and there will be this moment of beautiful modern dance, it makes me want to run and take a contemporary class. But I'd have to drive upwards of an hour, and pay a horrendous amout of money on gas and an overpriced class in the city and then I get resentful and angry.

But kung fu suffices for the most part. There is another student working the same forms as me and I like working with him because he's really calm, and gets up at 4am everyday to practice. So he's obviously really prepared for class everyday and knows whats going on. I'd say I'm pretty good at following, so it suits me.

The red always makes me feel super aggressive lol

I'm flying three days this week and catching up on reading. If you know me well, you know that I have anti textbook sentiments and go out of my way to purposefully not read them. But I am trying to read and study. I do know how airplanes fly now-Bernoullis Principle -not magic haha. There is massive amounts of information, which concerns me, "how will I learn all of this and not crash?"

But I kind of feel like I'm out of options, especially after last years abysmal attempt in applying to grad school. (Which I'm totally ok I wasn't accepted- I thought it was stupid anyways.) There are lot's of women flying and if Kate Rubins can make it to NASA, I can probably make it to Delta or American. Not that me and Kate Rubin's have been or will ever be similar -she's a genius. But I like to think that because we both have blonde hair, I can be like her and do something awesome.

Kate Rubins and I both have amazing blonde hair-which I see as a sign that I can grow up and be like her. Yes.

Also, I took ballet twice. It was hard. The teacher, coincidentally is the stereotypical Russian Ballet Mistress, and takes her job really seriously. Honestly I'm just there to move around and exercise a bit because I don't like the gym. But all those old ladies in the class made me stand front and center because I was the youngest and I was subject to much criticism, and couldn't contain my giggles.