You know, this is really hard. I am sitting on the seventh floor of the Tanner Building at BYU writing this post. I am day 6 into my new diet and have taken a lot of pills. We're talking a lot. I am trying to get rid of this headache or migraine and nothing seems to be touching it. It's really discouraging. I have been to the chiropractor and he seems to be done with me.
I am on some new medications right now to see if they will help, and if they don't work, it's on to Botox. Yes, you heard right, Botox.
Headaches and Migraines...I am going to see a chiropractor tomorrow and let me just tell you I am SO pumped. I have the neck thing that has been bugging me and I am hoping hoping hoping it will help with my migraines.
I feel like I go through these 'venting' stages where I start blogs just to get all my feelings out and then I have nothing to write about. Well, tonight my head just hurts like hell and I wanted the internet to know so there ya go.
So I graduated semesters. I mean, that was a really big step for me--getting through this last semester. I can't wait to quit graduating semesters and like really graduate graduate. Like legit get out of this thing we call school.
Last week I started working 40 hours a week, what?!
This is what grown up life is like?! I had it all wrong?! I am more busy now than I was during the school year! I am on a computer for eight hours of the day and then I come home, eat dinner, and go to bed and repeat. I mean, is this life?! Maybe I should figure something else to do with my life?!
Just kidding. I secretly love it. Leave the work at work and come home to nothing (except a fish and a dog and 3 people who are not my wife).
Last week I did all this stuff for church. Made a trip to the temple.
Had a legit hike with my friend Tayler, until I was told there were bears and mountain lions and cougars in the canyon, then it was less legit, and more scary. (I tried to cross a river (more like a small stream) and fell in).
Finished re-watching Season 1 of Arrested Development in order to get ready for SEASON 4 ON MAY 26th after a SEVEN YEAR HIATUS.
Saw Iron Man 3. Guh I should probably write a review on it because I have a SERIOUS following but I seriously am on the computer WAY too much as is. I loved Iron Man 3.
Pumped for Gatsby this weekend. Been listening to the soundtrack all day.
Bought tickets for Star Trek for a showing that is 2 DAYS EARLY. IMAX. 3D. Words can't express.
Other than that nothing is happening in my life, except all that exciting stuff above. Saving the world by watching TV and working my tail off!
Insert stress post here. This is the first time in my life I have no idea what the freak I'm doing ahhh. So it's not a big deal, I know. But in five days I have to be living somewhere else and I have no contract, no idea where that place will be, and no friends (ok, I have friends, I just like the added drama).
Thursday Night --(Come on guys, we all know weekends start on Thursday nights--get with it). Friend takes some of us out for Pizza. Nice. Oblivion 10:30 pm showing. Spend the next freaking HOUR thinking about that movie because it makes no sense. Ok it does, but maybe you have to have a college degree to understand it.
Friday--I dunno, stress about finals. Internet Marketing final is on Saturday and I'm freaking out. So I go to another movie. It's what I do to relieve stress. (Now you're all seeing why I see so many movies--because I'm STRESSED ALL THE TIME).
Get a migraine. Go to bed. Eat a corn dog. Then realllly go to bed.
Saturday-- Study all morning for my Internet Marketing Final.
Take final. Don't want to talk about it.
Spend rest of the day packing my house. I don't know why I'm even packing, it's not like I have anywhere to go except maybe here:
Yup that's a picture of a random street. Kept packing. Went to Wal-Mart to relieve more stress--which ended up causing more stress. Went to In-N-Out and waited in the LONGEST drive-thru line known to mankind.
Then, a couple of friends informed me that I was a hoarder. Yeah, at 12:05 am on Saturday night/Sunday morning so we began to do an episode of What Not to Wear/Hoarders and threw away half my clothes. (Ok who are we kidding, I let them throw away like two shirts and then after they left I took them back out of the garbage).
Fell asleep and I wake up in the middle of the night to this staring at my freaking face:
In all the moving it must have fallen creepily and it scared the a;lskdfa;sldv;kldav out of me.
Sunday--Day of rest right? Wrong. I get to church and my roomie informs me I have blood all over the back of my shirt. Zits? Bats? Cats? Who knows? But sure enough blood all over the back of my shirt. I ran home after making a big scene and changed.
More packing today. Still not knowing where I'm going. It's all going to work out, right? Right??
First off, I just want to say there are always two sides and I am getting tired of seeing the extremes.
Again-- I have an opinion-- not really willing to share it all here, because heck it fluctuates every day.
But seriously, this is driving me crazy. The double standards. The bad attitudes. The arguments. The crazy talk. The random facts. The illogical arguments. The 'pull at your heart strings'. The special interests. (And yes I am addicted to Facebook so I stole a lot of these from Facebook and I love you all.)
My point is this. Everyone has valid points. Everyone wants to help. Everyone wants what's best for this country. Open your minds just a little bit people. If you're a lib, look at those pics I posted above that irk you just a little bit. Are you just voting for emotion? If you're a conservative, look at today's vote and determine if you are truly happy with what happened. Are you doing enough?
As a completely side note-- I saw this picture of the Boston Marathon bombing and it almost brought me to tears. This is what truly matters people. Let us not soon forget that THESE people are the ones suffering. The victims at Sandy Hook Elementary. The victims at the Boston Marathon. Pray for these families. The politicians are fine. The President is doing just fine even though 'it was a shameful day in Washington'.