I've been quite busy with my life over the past couple of months, so I'm using that as my excuse as to why I have not been blogging, not to mention why I haven't even visited this site (aside from Post Secret) completely.
One thing I thought I'd share was my whole online dating experience. I had recently (actually, it's been quite a few months now...) signed up at an internet dating site. I had low expectations, but still had some hope that I might actually meet someone on it. Both of my parents, after divorcing, have found their current spouses through the internet. I thought I would give it a whirl. One guy finally starting chatting with me and was lived really close to my home, but the more I talked to him the less interested I became. He tried to impress me with his knowledge of politics and how active he was in relief efforts down south. I'm not trying to bash anything he did. I thought it was really nice how he volunteered time. The problem with everything he was saying, not to mention every single opinion he gave me and all of the information he threw my way was as soon as I would attempt to delve further into the topic, he would stumble and have nothing to say.
A.K.A.: Could. Not. Back. His. Shit. Up. (CNBHSU?...ha ha ha!, I love acronyms!)
Anyways, we finally met in person because I'm a nice girl and had lunch at a Panera close by. Same thing happened. Not only that, but he didn't even shake my hand, wave, or hug hello or goodbye. Not a gentleman at all. I realized why he was at that site in the first place.
Secondly, much more recently, and on a much more serious note. I had been inebriated a couple Sundays ago and was hanging out with some friends and some friends of friends. Some guy started talking to me (we'll call him El Douche) and I wasn't interested at all. He was boring and had no personality. I found him very annoying and even more so because I was slightly drunk. Next thing I know he's dragging me to my room and forcing himself on me. I didn't want to have sex with him. Long story short: I'm still pissed and upset. I went to a local clinic and paid more money than I do for my birth control for two small pills (Plan B/Morning After) just to be safe. I suppose that money is worth it considering it helps prevent me from getting pregnant.
Side Note: If you're reading this and this goes against your own ethics. Keep your opinions to yourself or just stop reading my blog. I'm not directly trying to offend you, so don't do that to me. Okay? Thanks?
Classes are keeping me busy as well as work. I have a full load of classes this semester and am still managing 25-30 hours a week. I barely have time to eat, but that's okay because I don't have money for groceries anyways. 'Tis the life of a student I suppose.
One other interesting thing happened in my Sociology class today. We were in groups working on a in-class mini project and some how got on the subject of music. I had stated to one of the older women in the group about how I listen to my iPod instead of the radio. She looked at me and grinned and asked if it was one of the video ones and I had told her yes. She didn't really glare at me, but I could tell by her impression that she had instantly labeled me as a girl who has everything handed to her. So I looked at her and told her that I've earned and worked for everything I have, including that iPod. Her apology made my day and I made a new friend. I like how situations can turn around like that.
I'm tired of typing and need to get something in my stomach. I'm going to try and make an effort though to try and blog a little more often. I love people's comments!