From A Balance Beam

So first, to my nonexistent collection of readers, I must first apologize for the past few emo blog posts. They are completely out of character, but I felt I had earned the right to be an emo, depressing, obnoxiously complaining chick after a particularly crappy life experience... But I felt shame at the same time. So to you (now 4), I give my most sincere apologies.

So hello there world. I played racquetball with my good, extremely red-headed friend Nandi last night.

Yes, he is white with the reddest hair you will ever see, not Indian as you might suppose. But there was a collection of creepy dark grey manikins at the gym. And they had awkward genitalia, if you get my gist. Especially the male ones. More like woman parts actually. But we were so tempted, and I am still tempted, to move them into one of the courts. Or something. It seemed funny at the time. But now that I am writing it out, it sounds absolutely retarded probably.

But you must know the most pathetic thing I did today. See, I didn't sleep last night too much. Actually 2 hours and 52 minutes to be exact. So after biochemistry today I went to chillax on these chair on campus that are very cushiony. I can curl up enough on them or combine them to make a bed. So today, I curled up like I was in the womb (I actually had this barbie when I was a kid) or something and noticed myself dozing off..... dangerous man, very dangerous.... So do you know what I did? I set an alarm on my phone to go off in an hour and ten minutes later to wake me up in time for my next class I was actually going to. Genetics wasn't deemed worth my time, so I decided to doze away.

I know my Genetics teacher and TAs hate me. See, they know I never pay attention. I rest my feet up on the bar in front of me and recline with my eyes only focused on my laptop.... My brain on everything but Genetics. But I've earned the right to do that since I have one of the highest grades in the class. I love it when a teacher or TA's are a jerk and I can just shut them up. I can be a bit vengeful ( I absolutely love The Count of Monte Cristo). I particularly had a thing against the teacher and TA's in this class because when I used to pay attention in the first month of classes, they were mean. My teacher was a jerk when anyone asked him a question and the TA once asked me to not come back to class because he thought I had been talking... which I hadn't. He was pretty rude. My friend suggested I should have handed him a tampon at the time. I wish I had been so quick on my feet.

But enough of my tangent. Which speaking of, my friend Grant and I have decided that everyone loves a good rant and tangents. And that there should be a band called "Rants and Tangents". Don't steal that. Its copyrighted.

But enough of tangents on tangents. The moral of my story was that I was pathetic enough to set my alarm on my phone in public with a bunch of people around while I dozed on a comfy chair.