HOLY NOT SLEEPING, BATMAN! Dude. I’m 18. I should be in the prime of my sleep life. I should sleep ALL. OF. THE. TIME. But no. Sleeping hates me. I go to bed at like, 1am, wake up every 30 minutes, and then can’t go back to sleep for 30 minutes, which results to me waking up at 6:30a on a fracking saturday. Umm. Dislike.
Thanks, brain. Thanks.
You know, I wasn’t going to post this, but I find it amazingly hilarious. CHECK IT.
Haley.
A person of the female race who falls under any or all of these catgories:
1. a very absent-minded person who just “isn’t there” all the time
2. someone who cannot listen to anything but an ipod without getting confused.
3. a person who often is told (jokingly) that they have a.d.d. due to the fact that they have no attention span
5. is very short
6. often a music/drama geek
7. known to have so many inside jokes that they often forget which ones are from which friends
your so haley you can barely see over the steering wheel
I must have blinked because suddenly I’m 18 and making my own decisions. Umm.. when did this happen? How about we go back to the days of Hey Arnold! and staying outside until the street lights come on.
I don’t know if it is possible to express how much I dislike airports. I’m sitting here in the Denver airport for another 4 hours. It’s kinda awful.
Becky (aka sister) is going back to BYU-I. I don’t know if I’m the only one in the entire world, but all of the incredibly nice people in the Utah/Idaho area drive me freaking crazy. Everyone is SO NICE. I mean, even the people at the fast food places. They seem like they actually care about you. Is it horrible to say I miss the rude people back home? It’s so refreshing, having your food thrown out the window at McDonald’s, rather than having a full conversation with the crew member about your day. SO WERID. I grew up in Detroit. I go to school in Detroit. I am just not used to strangers being pleasant. It’s just plain strange.
It’s official. I’m addicted to Singin’ in the Rain. I’ve always been a tad obsessed with old movies, but Singin’ in the Rain has reached the realm of Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Funny Face, which just so happen to be the best movies in existence.
So today is New Years Eve. An end to another year, and a pretty great one at that. It was the end of my senior year in high school (Hallelujah) and the start of my freshman year at WSU. I think I’ve changed almost 100% since 2008, so I’m anxious to see what 2010 brings.
Au Revoir, 2009. You were wonderful.
White Christmas sung by the fabulous Drifters.
It looks like my time to give into the blogging pressure has come. I think my blog might be the most boring ever created, but I’ve heard it’s therapeutic, so here’s my feeble attempt.
Christmas is upon us. It seems like every year goes by faster and faster. So far, my year has been amazing. I started my collegiate years at Wayne State University as a Cello Performance Major, and if all works as planned, a minor in art focusing in photography. New friends, new scene, pretty much a new life. It’s been a refreshing change of pace. I absolutely adore being a music major. All of my music teachers have been gems. Love them all.
Basically, that’s my life right now. As a first entry, I hope this didn’t suck as bad as I anticipated. But alas, I’m sure it does.
