Hey Hay Hey
If you’re wondering if I am sitting in a Barnes and Noble trying to look cool blog-writing in lap top… you’re wrong. I am currently keeping it real on my couch the world’s best dog lying on my feet. I know what you’re thinking… “she must have made some friends and so she no longer needs to attempt to attract friends in coffee shops, I knew she would make friends fast, she’s awesome, who wouldn’t want to be her friend?”. My response to that is A) thank you, you’re right, I’m awesome B) you’re wrong, I still have no friends.
I know. I’m sure you’re shocked, I know I am. I have learned to accept the fact that people suck anyways so who needs em? (me. I do.).
Even though I haven’t made any friends I did make a best friend. man’s best friend. Her name? Lucy. Full name? Lucy Goosey Taylor. Nicknames: Lucy Lu, Goosey, Lucy Goose, and OMGYOURESOCUTE. she responds to all of the above. That’s right stalkers, I took the plunge and adopted a dog. Not just any dog mind you, but the BEST dog. She has been so awesome its crayzeeeeeee. She is completely housebroken and I have yet to hear her bark, something you wouldn’t expect from a pomeranian/chihuahua mix both of which are famous for their yippiness. Lucy breaks the stereotype…so to all the people who laughed and said I was getting a ridiculous yip-monster, all I have to say is… SUCK IT. She is having a bit of a hard time keeping up with me when I go for my daily jog… as in she can’t jog with me and can only walk for like a mile and a half before getting tired. I’ll admit, I have carried her the rest of the way before…. but I felt so bad for her, walking slowly behind me with her head down as though she’s ashamed that she’s so out of shape. There was nothing I could do.
Speaking of being out of shape… guess who’s not? ME. I have lost 12 lbs and counting since I moved to Durham and I am so proud of myself! I bought the 7th Harry Potter movie to reward myself this weekend. I, of course, also bought a hot new outfit to rock on my next date, though God only knows when that will be. and by that I mean, take a number boys, there’s plenty of Friday nights to go around.
I can’t believe it is almost May already and I also can’t believe that this is the first Summer where it being Summer changes absolutely nothing about my schedule. Even though I took classes and worked through the Summers while I was at Clemson, it still feels weird to know that things will be business as usual while all my friends back in Clemson are celebrating the end of exams. I’m really looking forward to taking a bomb ass vacation this year though…I haven’t decided when or where…and it would help if I had friends… but I know it’s going to be SCHWEET!
The note that I would like to end on is that boys are stupid. that is all.
