December was a crazy month, I could barely do anything besides write the five essays and 3 exams that were due within a 3 week span. Then was Christmas (which was awesome as usual, but also as usual, I'm not gonna go into it). Now, all of January I was either away at the cabin or preparing for school.
Lame, I know.
But I'm back now! That's all that really matters I guess right?
Now, what did I do while I was gone (aside from school and Christmas)?
Let's go through the rounds...
- I was into a soap opera for a while (As The World Turns to be exact), and that lasted for a bit (and I still occassionally watch it if I'm at home when it's on) but they are low quality "entertainment" and quite boring and cliche (among other things), so my quality entertainment needs were not being met. It's still fun to watch occassionally to giggle at.
- Now, however, I am in love with a new television series. It's honestly one of (if not the) best shows I've ever seen! It's five seasons ran on Showtime/Showcase from 2000-2005 and it's incredible. It certainly satisfies the quality entertainment section of my basic needs. So I've bought some of the seasons of this show and have been watching them, having initially seen the entire series on showcase.ca (I love living in Canada).
- I've also been playing The Beatles: Rock Band, which is very fun. I like it better than regular Rock Band actually, because I know most of the songs and I can play a lot of them on expert guitar. Yes, I'm a Rock Band geek, get over it.
I've also thought up a question for my general (non-existant) readership, and this is it:
Dear male population of the world,
I know this has probably been asked many times before without a definitive answer, but I would like to ask it again.
Why exactly do you (as a collective male species) find the need (or even just the want) to spit on the sidewalks? It is a most disgusting habit, and I am not entirely sure why all (or at least most) males do it. Do you think it adds somehow to your masculinity that you have the cajones to desecrate a public walkway? Or perhaps is it a biological compulsion among all creatures with higher testosterone levels? Is it impossible for you to swallow, perhaps? I'm not sure, but it is a most puzzling conundrum, and I certainly wouldn't miss it if it never happened again.
Take note, male species, take note.
Sincerely,
Jackie
There. I've said it. It's out there. Now do something about it...
Well, tomorrow I am supposed to be starting on a new diet and exercise plan. I'm mostly doing this because I may or may not have said I would join my mom and aunt on their diet and exercise plan. I guess I could possibly benefit from this, so I'm not fighting it (much).
Oh, and hopefully sometime I will get around to catching up with my e-mail correspondence. Dear correspondants, how I apologize to you. There really only is one, and you know who you are!
Anyways, I'm done for this entry and I promise to start back up with regular posts (for those who actually care which is nobody). Boy, do I feel special.
Folk.
