Today is June 30th.

It’s already the end of June. That means I have six more months until the New Year. I suppose that could mean it’s time to reevaluate what I’ve been up too. Have I been blogging enough? Obviously not. Have I been devoting time to volunteer for charities in my local area? Um, it would appear that is also in the red. I guess it’s time to get going.

Happy Half New Year, folks!

Lady Gaga and the Muffin Top

This is by far one of my favorite YouTube videos to date. I just showed it to Ma Bunn and she did the five-minute laugh. Um, yeah. It's awesome!

SCHOOL'S OUT

When I graduated from high school NINE years ago, our class had a theme song. It wasn’t all that original. I’m sure many high school graduating classes have celebrated their new beginnings with this song.

Well, school is officially out for yours truly. It’s been a rigorous year and in actuality, I have yet to complete my master’s thesis (or project, in my case), but all the same, classes are done. This is exciting, mainly because I have been so fed up with classes. It’s been a rough, stressful, even emotional year. But I’ve learned a bunch and now, it’s time for some celebrating!

My best friends from DHS and I are headed off to Spokane, WA to visit the fifth chica in our clique. It is sure to be a fabulous trip. We’re gonna hike, make soap, talk, and get tattoos. I’m sure we’ll do more than that, but those are the highlights. I’ve been looking forward to this trip ever since Sarah first suggested the idea on Facebook in the fall. And at long last, the trip is finally here. It’ll be grand.

The trip and the tattoo are rewards of sorts. I’ve made it through four quarters of grad school relatively unscarred. I did all my work, turned it in on time, and got above average grades (which for grad school means I’m just getting by). But I did it. I deserve this.

Poka for now.

Crap show of Sex and the City

I never understood why in the first movie, they put Stanford and Anthony together. It made no sense. And to have their wedding open the second movie was just ridiculous.

Let me start at the beginning. I’m not a first-timer. I’ve watched Sex and the City since early 2003. It had been almost over by then, I believe, but two girls from my English Lit classes at NNU thought I needed an education in HBO television. They loaned me their VHS tapes and rather than preparing for finals, I spent time watching Sex and the City. It was alright, I still had good grades, but more importantly, I met the likes of Carrie Bradshaw, Charlotte York, Miranda, and of course, crazy Samantha.

It was a good investment of my time. The show was all over the news, often referenced in People and forever on the lips of my English major friends.

Basically, I like the show. I REALLY like the show. And I’ll always be sad that Carrie ruined things with Aiden and also be glad that she ended up with Big, as Chris Noth is very attractive.

That said, Sex and the City 2 was a simply awful movie. It started out slow. I liked the wedding. It was cute and sweet and so over the top that I loved it, but it really had NOTHING to do with the rest of the movie. What was going on? Okay, so the two (very fun and sweet – at least Stanford was) gay guys were getting married. This is special. But then the movie moved on. We didn’t hear from either of the B-Rooms again. What? Why not?

And then Carrie starts getting mad at Big because of the TV. Really? The TV? So I know that people in relationships, girls especially, get mad about stupid things and mess things up by being ridiculous, but really? Getting up set about the TV? Come on, Carrie. Carrie had always been my favorite until she started complaining about the TV and trying to force Big to go out all the time.

And then the trip to Abu Dhabi. That was cool. That was the main story. Why were there so many mini stories before? For real: why? Aiden’s role was really minor, but the previews made it look much more prominent. And would I really want it to be prominent? Probably not. That might mean that Carrie would be cheating on Big or something. Not a good move! And then she kisses him. At least that’s all. For real.

I’m not trying to spoil the show or disagree with people who liked the movie, but really? It was awful. I’m glad I didn’t pay full price for my ticket. I would have been really upset about it.

All in all, I’d give this 2.75 stars out of five. It’s not quite to the three stars bit (meaning I like it) but I don’t dislike it either.

End of School

The school year is coming to an end. I like it. But really, I’m starting to get a little nervous. I still have two papers to finish. One is a rewrite that needs some serious work. The other is a summary of my final project. The final project is what I’m going to work on this summer and in the fall. Yep. It’s the big project that will earn me my master’s degree. It’s pretty exciting, working on my master’s. But then what? The real world?

This is how I view the real world:

Responsibility – I’ll be forced to find a real job that will support me and help me pay off my undergraduate and graduate loans.

Grownup – I will finally have to be a real grownup to face the responsibilities.

Budget – Creating and sticking to a budget will be crucial to pay the rent, buy shampoo, and pay the other bills.

I’m not sure that I’m ready for the real world. This is mainly because I don’t know where I’m headed. Why is this? Wouldn’t it have been a good idea to have an idea? But I’m a millennial. We millennials have no real direction!

The truth is that I still have a while before I’ve got to worry about the real world. I have to finish my papers, then move out of my apartment, then work on my project, then…

There is plenty to do. Why rush it?

The thing about the real world is that I suppose I am living in the real world now. It’s just my real world. It’s a very specific sort of world. It’s focused and unable to shift from place to place. I’m in Oregon. I’m in school. I’m at work. It’s my world.

But that world is changing very soon. THAT is what scares me.