Last week here in the book store, I was in the restroom washing my hands–scrub 20 seconds, kids!– when I glanced to my left and saw that someone was in the nearest of two toilet stalls. He wore dirty white Reeboks, the kind I would have loved in the early 90s. Big deal, right? Well, the guy had his coat on the floor in front of him. Ewwww! As … Read More

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Many many days ago, I was supposed to have finished my 30 day shred challenge (and be many pounds lighter) — and I’ve done nothing.

My runs have been sporadic at best and the gym, well, I just pay them monthly to hold a seat for me.

So today, I’m starting the 30-day challenge — of writing and working out. I will probably hate Jillian by the end…but I’m sure it’ll all be worth it.

So with that said, I start taking classes at another university on Monday, however, I forgot how freaking ridiculous it is to deal with the financial aid department. I’ve had my FAFSA done since March and still no awards are showing. I’ve sent emails to my “contact” for my program with no response. Thankfully, my academic advisor is AMAZING.

I just hate the lack of urgency that the financial aid department has, especially when the bursar is talking about assessing a freaking $100 fee onto my freaking account if the payment is late. And if it’s late, it’s because these fools lost my paperwork (or whatever they’re excuse is…). I submitted in March so I WOULDN’T have to do this crap last minute.

Other than that, I start my diet this weekend. Mostly because it’s supposed to be 90 degrees and humid so I won’t be leaving the house which is perfect time to eat all my fruits and veggies. And trying to look good for vacation in August in Vegas with Matt…

Which is to say Matt and I are dating again, which is a good thing, and I should’ve never stopped. I heart my “old” man…and that’s all I got.

And maybe I’ll return to blogging full-time soon. I have kicked out some amazing runs. The last one is definitely blog worthy since I felt like I was running in Florida heat.

I work. I go to school. I do homework. I apply for jobs. Wash-rinse-repeat. Every day.

I did have a phone interview last week, and then a face-to-face interview, followed by some testing — all for the same company — and then silence. I hate the feeling that I’ve wasted a significant part of my time for them to not tell me anything at all, but that’s the impersonal nature of HR these days.

Dating — well that leaves much to be desired. I received an instant message from a guy that I did not remember why I stopped talking to. So I had a little conversation with him and then he let out a giggle. Not a giggle that I could hear…but instead of typing LOL when something was funny, he typed *giggle.* Which makes me wonder if part of the reason he’s single is because he really does giggle in real life, and if so — men who giggle absolutely terrify me.

And so as April draws to a close, maybe I’ll start blogging more often. It’s just that I really want to pass my one and only class (Statistics) — and graduation is JUNE 11TH! Woot!

My down mood could be because of the weather. We had a week of nice sunny days and now it’s raining and I feel like I want to hibernate for the next month or so.

So far, 30 day shred is working great for me. However, I haven’t done it with any regularity and I need to get back on the ball with that. I want to see some changes physically, and I know that will get me back on track mentally.

I did go see my doctor to get some prescriptions for migraines since I always have a rough time at the change of the seasons…and I left with 4 prescriptions. It’s time that I look into some natural alternatives because this is way too much. Add to that, my multi-vitamin is starting to make me ill. Even if I eat something, I’m nauseous when I take it…but I will survive.

I’m still breathing and I’m enjoying life. And that’s a good thing.

At least this month started off with me being happy — and I hate to say it’s because of a guy. It actually began with another guy (a good friend of mine) who was there when I needed him to be and provided a conversation that made me articulate what it was that I wanted in a relationship. Sometimes, articulating this crap is half the battle.

And seriously, two weeks after that, I meet this guy.

The good parts of this month so far: meeting a guy, getting absolutely great tickets to go see Wicked (and they were cheap) with my best friend, and a productive month so far at work.

I’ve needed this for awhile — and I so deserve it.

My dating life has been uneventful. After one amazing date, one that was a complete waste of time and energy, and being hit on several times by married men. I think I’m over it all. I have one amazingly great guy friend that spoils me…so I’m going to stick with that for now.

Other than that, I’m just contemplating whether wanting to drink while watching Intervention (about an alcoholic) makes me a bad person.

Hangerbaby is right though. I do care too much about myself. Because as my mom says, if you don’t care about yourself/love yourself/like yourself, you can’t expect other people to. Yep — it’s true. I will always be my own biggest fan.

I think I’m amazing, though slightly acerbic. And sometimes I can genuinely care less about what people think of me.I blame it on how and where I was raised. Sometimes, you must develop a thick skin…or learn to fight. I chose the former.

But I’m tired now — so please, please hangerbaby, can we just play nice — until Monday when work will cause me to be bitter and defensive all over again.

P.S. thanks for amusing me…but you’re still exhausting. By the way, I’ll be waiting for you to pick me up for the best non-boring date I’ve had in awhile — please wear your favorite Ed Hardy shirt.

I did have an awesome date with one of my last two dates. He was great, we enjoyed great conversation, and it was probably one of the best interactions I had in a long time (with the exception of dinners with my best guy friend). And then he sealed the night off with a kiss.

The problem was that this date — wasnt really supposed to be a date as he just recently found out that he could be transferred somewhere out West. He won’t find out for another two weeks or so. In the meantime, it’s kinda silly to get involved romantically — even though it feels like we already “sorta” have.

It’s this confusing sh*t that makes me hate dating. I am definitely not even considering going into a long distance relationship. Been there, done that — should’ve won a bunch of awards for being the amazingly kind patient half of that bullsh*t.

So I’m not sure what comes next. I have another prospective date coming up this weekend and I’m still attracting decent guys (and old a** losers who live in different countries) on my profile.

Guess I’ll just see where this all goes.

So I joined Match.com over the holidays — Christmas to be exact when I was waiting for my sweet potato pies to bake. And almost instantly, I had prospects. Relatively decent guys who actually caught my attention.

Three days later, I had my first date. No sparks really, but great company and good conversation. And I have another date Sunday.

I’m not really downing eHarmony and it could just be that maybe my personality and confidence shows through more on Match than it did on eHarmony…or it could mean that eHarmony’s system is flawed.

But all in all, I guess what’s important is that I’m actually enjoying dating again and that’s quite remarkable.