Mondays Suck

I wanted to write an awesome blog today about something totally irrelevant and useless. Then school took over.

Dear Biology and Statistics,

Today you mauled me. I did not appreciate it. Didn't your mother ever teach you that it is not nice to attack unsuspecting college students fresh off of their spring break? No? Well fuck you.

Thanks for taking over my day and ruining my bloggy fun. I now have a sad face because of you.

All the best,

Small Town Girl

However, I did rock my Intro to American Lit paper. That was a nice surprise. I hate writing papers. I always feel so terrible and I can think of anything useful to say. So it was nice to get recognized for all of my hard work!

Hopefully I will have something interesting for you tomorrow. I am going on another adventure tomorrow, so it could get interesting.

Until then loves.

Spring Break Means Epic Adventures

This past week I have been on spring break. Now, I am no normal college student. I did not spend the week constantly intoxicated and otherwise polluting Panama City Beach, Florida. I did, however, spend a lot of time sitting on my butt and roaming the countryside of the rural midwest. My friend Te-Kwil-a and I decided it would be a good idea to find the elusive Dogtown. Dogtown is a haunted barn in the middle of the woods. Believe me when I say it is haunted. At night, nothing is creepier than a rundown barn in the woods. However, it is not so easy to find. You have to drive through the woods on a dirt road to get there, and often times fight off packs of wolves and raccoons and various other forrest animals. Those things are vicious.

So our adventure goes like this.

We go to Just Hamburgers, which is the best burger places that will ever exist. Nothing beats fresh meat on a greasy grill.

Anyway, we devour our epic burgers, and then proceed to venture down unknown country roads. I think we ended up blowing a couple of stop signs, but that is because we were too busy freaking out over people with cemeteries in their yards. See? Creepy.

So we end up driving in circles. By now, we think we have discovered the general location, but this is where the elusive part comes in. We can not find the haunted barn. I mean, this is a big honkin' red barn. How could we possibly miss a big, creepy, red barn? In the daylight! It can't be that hard to miss right? Defeated, we return home to Google Earth the sucker.

It turns out you can't find it there either. Conspiracy?

Day 1 - Are We There Yet?

Hello World!

Is that how everyone starts a blog? Well, it's how I am starting mine. I plan to use this creative outlet to express my ideas, showcase my crazy/hectic/imperfect life, and generally procrastinate and avoid college term papers (ew). Right now, it is late (for me), and Spidey is already in bed. But, I will give you the low down.

1) Spidey is my boyfriend. I start with him simply because I have already mentioned him in this post. No matter how imperfect he is, he still makes me happy. I have seen some shit in my day, just ask my mom Mama Cougar. So I know to appreciate what I have.

2) Now that I have mentioned my mom, (didn't take long did it...) I will say that she is THE strongest person I know. She has put up with more shit than you can even imagine, and she doesn't care what you think. I think that is her best quality. If you haven't gotten distracted by her epic blog yet, you should click on the link up in bullet # 1.

3) I live in a small town. Literally a dot on a map. No one has heard of it. How small is small you ask? 10,000 people? No. 5,000 people? No. Try 1,209 people. The only chain anything in this town is the Casey's Gas Station. There are no stop lights, no Starbucks, and the nearest Wal-mart is the next town over. But I love it. I know every single kid I graduated high school with, and their parents, and what car they drive, and their dog's name, and where they live. Can't get much better than this.

4) By now you are wondering, "Where are you going with this, and why do I care?" Well, ya don't care. And I have no clue where I am going with this. So sit back and enjoy the ride? Small town girls do some random ass shit. Fasten your seatbelt and be sure to keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times.

For now, I am going to go to bed, because I am one of the lamest college students ever. I am up way past my bedtime, and Spidey is already asleep. Big day for him tomorrow. He gets to fight fires while I sit on my butt and do nothing all day. Or maybe homework. We will see. I bet it turns into a blog post.

Night ya'll!