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Elevators

[...]What I can fathom, however, is the elevator in the library. Every morning I longingly look at the people waiting for the elevator as I trudge past them and walk the mere two flights of stairs to my classroom. At this point I haven’t had my coffee and I just want to ride the elevator like all of the other lazy people, but I physically can’t bring myself to do it because I’m fat. And when I realized this is the reason why, I suddenly understood why Whoopi Goldberg once said she will not eat fried chicken or watermelon in public — despite loving both foods — on principal alone.

~*~wish I was skinny so I could ride elevators~*~

      -- whydoihaveablog



This near exact situation happens to me every tues/thurs. Nobody is even standing at the elevator though because my college is so absurdly small, but still, what if somebody walks by & sees me in the act. Sometimes, after class a person that I'm walking behind will be like, oh do you want me to hold the elevator? in a totally nice way, but every time I'm like, wow, they must think I can't go down the stairs because I'm so fat. Irrational? Maybe.

I do sometimes use the brand spanking new elevator in Bibb because if it ever trapped me in, I wouldn't feel so claustrophobic 'cause it's so big & spacious. Also, it never smells bad in there.

Weird.

On my way back to Gadsden, the reality of mortality hit me like a ton of bricks. Me & everybody I know is going to die. Also, Charles Trippy has a brain tumor// :(  (The last guy on  your right)

What is up with all this cancer everywhere? Last year was the first time I really was affected by a cancer diagnosis. My Papaw had esophageal cancer, you know? I obviously had heard of cancer long before that because I haven't been living under a rock, but because I am a selfish, selfish young person that still thinks the world revolves around me, cancer happened to other people. Not me. Not my family. That's not the case anymore, of course. Now it seems like cancer is happening to everyone, everywhere, all at once, constantly, & it is terrifying.
I watched Steve Jobs's famous Stanford graduation speech today because I was on Pinterest, scrolling & scrolling into infinity when I happened across this interesting black & white photo of text that said, "Stay foolish. Stay hungry." I didn't know exactly what that meant so I went to the Google & sought the answers. No matter how you feel about his company & brand, you cannot deny that he can give an inspirational speech.

He says something about living like you're dying & it's just so heartbreaking that he died in the middle of what could've been a very long life.

Further proof that my mother is the smartest, most intelligent person in the universe. She already knew about the missing books of the bible. Yeah. Boom.

"[something reddit blah blah...]are like a gun. You could use it to help yourself, or you'll accidentally blow your face off." -The genius that is, Philip DeFranco   I already told you how much I love him. I am hardcore in love with him.

Today was a very interesting day

Dr. P told us about the books of the bible that were deleted. I am so intrigued by these. And of the 3 Christian people I've told about it, none have heard of this. Which I also find very interesting. Are some churches choosing to remain ignorant about this, or is it something else? I must do more research on this.

Dr. G spent the day talking about algorithms and then immediately after I got into my car, my radio said something like alt nation is algorithm free listening enjoyment or something to that effect. I'm total shit at remembering things word for word. The important part is that they said algorithm!

When I came home, there was nobody at the house, which is super nice to have the house to yourself sometimes.

I came home to a new pair of shoes! :)

They're Toms. Now I feel like I've finally gained entry to this imaginary, only in my head pretentious club. Pretentious is probably one of my favorite words.

I have found my new favorite drink. 

It's lemonade mixed with a few tablespoons of cherry juice and 2 maraschino cherries. It's so pretty too.

I went to MJ's apartment after that, to spend time with her & her lovely roommate & to buy them food. So MJ & I hopped in the car to get Chinese take-out. I decided I would go in & order and she could just sit in the car because she wasn't exactly dressed for being in public. It turns out I left my headlights on for too long. The battery died & I had to call my Papaw for him to bring the jumper cables.  It was only like eight, but that's still pretty late for him to be out & about. I'm super lucky to have him. He wasn't even upset.

Then we went to the apartment & finally ate our supper & watched that annoying Nancy Grace talk about the little girl who was abused to death in Attalla.

More exciting than usual, but not too exciting. Just the way I like it.

EDIT: (1:10a)  Oh I almost forgot another cool thing. I did a facebook poll today & a surprising number of people responded. I think it has something to do with the fact that I manually asked people to participate & it gave them a notification. Really though, I was surprised that so many friends & strangers commented on the question. I didn't find any conclusive evidence one way or the other, but it made me smile & that's all that matters.

My throat hurts.

Here's the thing about pretending to be sick... I always ACTUALLY get sick right after I tell the lie. Not out of guilt or something, but because of actual bacteria and viruses.
My throat hurts.

I love tumblr. It truly knows me.

• me: I'm gonna study when I get home
• me: I'll just study before I go to bed
• me: I'll just study in the morning
• me: I'll just study on the way to school
• me: I'll just study in this class
• me: I'll just study in the hall
• me: I'll just study before the test
• me: I'll just study during the test

Happy VD Suckas

I like saying VD for valentine's day because it's like saying happy venereal disease.

Chris Traeger reminds me of my MS112 teacher a lot because they both say "LITERALLY" too often. That's pretty much where the similarities end. 

It seems I like to compare people to other people.


So I'm contemplating majors again. I'm thinking I'm going to have to take a few of those "What should you be when you grow up" tests again. I just hate English. It's horrible & I'm an American so I don't have to do anything that I don't want to do.
Dr. G said something that really freaked me out because I thought for a second that he read my blogs. He was talking about careers & how you shouldn't major in something that you hate/are bad at. This example is what freaked me out. He said, "Like I hear some people say, I'm an English major, but I hate writing and reading. & I want to say to them, 'Why are you an English major then?'" So you can see why I was like whoa. But then I decided that I'm not internet famous enough for that.


Every time I watch Phillip DeFranco videos, I fall deeper and deeper in love with him. He has a weird looking face, & I'm shallow so that's why I've never watched his videos before this year, but I decided to take a chance & I'm so glad I did. He has all of the thoughts I've ever wanted to have before I have them. Except he talks about boobs a lot & I don't really feel the same way about them as he does. Everything else though, spot on. -------------> sxephil

Blood Pressure

So today in class Dr. G asked this girl in the front row for a song title because he was making a program that sorts song titles and ANYWAY she gave a Beyonce (Rosh!) song & then he asked for another song from somebody else that's from a different type of music. So I waited the allotted amount of time to let somebody else answer & nobody did so I piped up "Blood Pressure"

Of course he had never heard of MUTEMATH! Which is so precarious because they're an awesome band. So he asked me what other band mutemath sounds like... if he put it into pandora, what would play next  & I was like, "Maybe Foo Fighters?" Which is probably inaccurate, but I am horrible under pressure so that's all I could think of. He was like oh Foo Fighters, nice. & I was like eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Listen though. He's hot for an old, married guy & today he called me Miss Barrow, which is so endearing. (So a stranger reading this would think OMG what a perverted freak, but seriously, if you knew me, you would roll your eyes & think, Oh Annabelle. Because it's not that serious.) At the beginning of the semester, I was really scared of him & I can't really put my finger on why, but he's just not intimidating anymore. He's like one of those nerdy, pretentious guys, but he's also really hilarious. What makes this extra creepy, he got his PhD before I even graduated highschool.

Okay here's what Dr. G would look like if he had a lot of tattoos and longer sideburns:

The actual dude in the photo is Coley O'Toole, a band member of We The Kings. He has a lot of photos online where he looks like John Stamos, but Dr. G doesn't look like John Stamos at all. So I guess that's where they differ.

I wish I had the balls to put up a comparison photo, but another one of my worst fears is people finding out I've talked about them on my blog without their consent. Posting a photo would be too much. There's no mystery in that. But seriously, take my word for it. They look just alike.

Crying

so much crys

Bitching

Just so everybody on the internet knows, I watch more youtube videos than any human should and so because of that, I have to watch those lame ass advertisements. The advertisement on this We Are Scientists video has Elton John as a king that is able to give or deny pepsi products to people & it reminded me of this time at work when this lady was talking to me about how much her husband used to love Elton John until he found out he was (whispers) gay. You know how people do. Whispering like it's something obscene. People are assholes. Elton John is a legend. Why would you not love him because of his sexual orientation that does not affect or harm anyone IN ANY WAY AT ALL. I wish I had the juevos to make my opinions known IRL. I mean if someone asked me my opinions, I'm most likely going to tell the truth. I probably won't voice them by my own accord. I don't like to stir up trouble. I'm just not that kind of person.

I'm beginning to realize that I'm one of those pigheaded people that wants others to do things exactly how I do things. For example, I get so frustrated when I have to show my grandfather how to do something from his email(he uses yahoo) & I want him to just get gmail because it would make my life so much easier.
I'm so selfish.

SO MOODY.