I would like to perfect the art of being studiously aloof, as if life is just a boring chore and I am living proof.

Hiya kids. How are you? I am Tired with a capital T. This week is super busy with school, NSSLHA and work. I am currently making a playlist of songs I like right now. It's entitled "SASSY MIX" for now. Here it is:



Yeah, its pretty emo/indie-tastic but whatever.


So today my friend Amanda posted pictures from our Fall Chorus concert.....


This is us looking cute and civilized.


So, this picture needs a bit of an explaination. During one of our carols for the Christmas Feast of Carols show we had to sing a sassy little gospel song. Our teacher, god bless him, asked us to add a little sass to our song. I gladly abliged... Jill and I leaned facing each other like this and tried to make each other laugh real hard each time a line was repeated in the song. Tech vest saw us, thought this was hilarious, and actually added it to the whole chorus. During the actualy performance he saw us doing this (and very much exaggerated I might add) and literally started laughing as he was conducting us. Then he saw me doing a super awkward dance in the hallway and mocked me for it several times in class after. I love that man. TRUE STORY.

Chorus was so stupid and silly but I loved it anyways. I think mostly because I had Jillbert and Amanda in it with me. Plus, my teacher wore a tech vest everyday without fail. He started out as a douche but by the end of the quarter I was pretty much in love with him and his tech vest of dreams....
Yep, the tech vest of dreams!!!!

Sadly, this quarter I couldn't take chorus but I will again come spring. We're going to Nashville! YAY! Luckily, my two beeyatches are taking it with me. And tech vest will be conducting. I emailed him to check. :)


Anyways, today was busy. I took a speech science midterm exam that consisted of 6 questions. Yes. Six. Ruben, you may be sexy but you fail as a teacher. After the test about 7 of us sat in the hall and just bitched about how big of a fail the test was. After that fiasco, I had clinical class. Also a fail. Then an hour meeting about planning the statewide NSSLHA conference. As far as I am concerned we should not even invite OSU. I hate their NSSLHA president and secretary. I really really wanna kick them just thinking about what they said at the last conference (if I have not told you this story, ask. I will gladly tell you about how much they suck). Then I went to my parents house where my mother proceeded to tell me more stories about Alice eating pureed food. Sweet mom. I get it, you don't love me anymore now that you have a grandbaby. Still, try to have an adult conversation.


Now I am updating NSSLHA membership spreadsheets and composing word documents full of conference planning notes. Exciting right? Nope.