Think I’m going to leave my class at the 2/3rds mark when my prof lets us take a break. I’m going to get my nails done at 7 and I just can’t focus on this old man talking about physical and cognitive development of adolescence. This information comes super easy to me. I’m just leaving this adolescence stage. I know how I hit puberty and how I stopped being dumb once I got to college.

Super happy that this Photo Editing class never takes the whole three hours. I can only deal with one three hour class a week and my one tomorrow always keeps up the entire time.

I am sitting my Tuesday night class which in JRN 320 Photo Editing. It’s not a bad class, I just really wish I could be spending this time taking a nap before I have to go to work at 10. Oh well. At least I don’t have class till 4 tomorrow so I can sleep in.

After waking up to a spider in my boots and freaking out long enough to make me miss the bus for class, I’ve realized that it’s going to be a long day. I had to wake Steve (the roommate) to try to get the spider out my boot but it was a failed attempt. I missed the bus and had to have Steve drive me to campus and he did nothing but whine the entire time, which is what he does. The one good note so far today is that it is gorgeous outside so the spider actually saved me from wearing my boots and being uncomfortable having hot feet during class all day.

After my classes are done I also have to work from 10 until 2:30 tonight. Yippee…

I have another blog that I had to start for my JRN 202 class. It’s a Xbox centered blog. Follow if you’d like.

After a 17 degree day here at CMU, I now get to venture back out into the cold for work at 9. I’d rather stay here and drink.

After talking to my Journalism 202 professor this morning, apparently someone broke into the camera room that holds all of the equipment that Journalism students are allowed to check out and stole all of the lenses. I can not believe that someone would be so selfish as to steal from the department like that. This makes it so that no student will be able to rent out any equipment for at least the next two weeks. This looks bad on every single student here at CMU because if we were to try to get a grant for more equipment, people are going to see a school where people have no respect for their fellow students and the department. After a lengthy discussion, my professor and I feel that this person was more than likely a fellow Journalism student because these are the only people who actually know that we have equipment for check out and where it is located. It makes me sick to think that someone would do this to not only their school, but to every Journalism student that CMU has.

My family friend from back home’s water just broke. Next time I go home there is going to be a baby I can play with!!!

Things you should give me a reason to do:

• End this discussion
• Break with tradition
• Fall
• Divide

Things I hate:

• The ocean
• Theme parks
• Airplanes
• Talking with strangers
• Waiting in line

What I’m through with:

• These pills that make me sit still

How I’m feeling:

• Just fine

(via kaityjay)

Does anyone remember the story of Tailypo?

Tailypo is a North American folktale, specifically from the Appalachian Mountain area. The story goes that an old hermit lived in a cabin with only his two hunting hounds for company. One night while out hunting, he comes across a dog sized creature with red eyes, pointed ears and a very long tail. He shoots at the creature and severs the tail with his shot. He takes home the tail and eats it. When he goes to bed the creature comes to his cabin demanding the return of his tailypo. The man sets his dogs on the creature, but only one returns. The second night the same thing happens again, and again he sets his dog on the creature. The second dog never returns. The third night when the creature returns, when asked where the tailypo is, the man says that he doesn’t have it. The creature yells back, “Yes you do!,” and precedes to ferociously tear into the mans stomach to get his tailypo back. The legend states that sometime, on dark nights, the creature can be heard searching for it’s lost tailypo.