it's our anniversary

(did i spell that right?)
anyways, today marks the one year anniversary of the election of the first black us president barack obama...to this day i am still amazed he is our president (in a good way) normally this happens when i see him on tv or pictures of the him and his family together. it really warms my heart to know that my first time voting was voting for the first black president. my mom used to always tell me that you never forget voting in your first presidential election (hers was jimmy carter) now i really won't forget..it'll be a story to tell my grand-nephews/nieces (see what i did there, didn't say grandkids b.c i'm not having kids! lol. sorry thought that was really clever of me)

i'm currently laying in bed..it's alomst 2 in the afternoon. couldn't get to sleep last night was up until at least 3:30am. woke up before my alarm went off this morning and could not bring myself to get out of bed..i've been telling people i overslept. after i decided not to go to my first class i went back to sleep ignoring the fact that i had a 2nd class. i'm such a bad student...but at the moment i don't care. i had a rough night emotionally...cried about ex-lovah even though i kept trying to distract myself so i wouldn't think about bad things. didn't really help. as a result i don't feel like doing anything for the time being....had my breakfast/lunch which consisted of me eating my brownie mound with a fork in bed...i still need to shower and brush my teeth and all that jazz. don't really want to. most likely i'll end up staying in bed reading my favorite blog this is probably going to sound weird but *sidenote time: anytime someone starts a sentence with a phrase like that, or "i'm not racist, but" or "i'm not trying to sound mean, but" 100 times out of 100 they are going to say something along the lines of whatever the sentence started with...that being said my upcoming statement will most likely sound weird* when i'm feeling down and out and super sad i always read the aforementioned blog...i start from the very beginning. idk what it is, but it makes me feel so much better about finding love. the last time i read it all the way through i favorited my favorite posts (super weird i know) here they are:

http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-they-are-called-butterflies.html

http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-well-miss-about-nyc-part-5.html

ok i may have lied, i forgot to favorite the posts until i was almost at the end, nevertheless these 2 are really good. i think this blog is good for anyone questioning love...i know i definitely have...it helps me to realize i can't give up on my search and keep hope alive

that's all i guess....

disturbia

blech.

right now I'm supposed to be working on a paper for my French civilization class which I also have to present to my teacher tomorrow (technically today i guess) and clearly I'm not. I also have Rihanna's "Disturbia" stuck in my head (hence the title). I only know bits and pieces of the chorus. anyways, so I've been single since about last May and i go back and forth with wanting a relationship and staying single for awhile. Right now I'm in my "i do what i want, I'm happy being by myself blah blah" single stage. Basically the stage where I'm not bitter towards couples and love and all that jazz; and at the same time happy and ok that I'm single. Which brings me to the main reason for this entry. Last summer after my ex and I broke up, I wasn't really looking for anything (mainly because we had been together for quite some time and the break up was kind of hard to deal with) so i was in my "loving being single" state of mind. Idk what it is, but I got hit on more times during the summer then I have in awhile. I feel like guys know when i want a bf and when I don't. When I'm sad and lonely no one is to be found, but as soon as I embrace my singlehood/dom they all want to come out of the woodwork. The same thing happened tonight. some guy who I've never spoken to in my entire life had the nerve to ask me if he could call me, even after I said I didn't have a bf and that i wanted to just enjoy being single right now. What is it with some guys? UGh!!! whatevs though. I have bigger things to worry about....like getting my csi: ny/miami fix on. dang internet!

cleaned my room today...it must have been pretty bad, because it smelled even after I took out the trash...not a good sign. I'm surprised some weird kind of Gollum-like creature didn't pop out.

dreading going to class tomorrow. I layed in bed til 4pm today...it was so nice. just 5 more days til I can lay on the couch all day in my pajamas with my dog watching tv. I'm really anxious to get my heart tattoo. Still trying to figure out where to get it...but i definitely am getting a tiny heart. But not the fancy designed kind...just a simple heart, outlined in black, shaded with red. I'm thinking the same shape heart that comes in the Shapes tool in the Paint application for computers. just something simple and small. ..maybe sleeping for most of the day was a bad idea, now i don't want to go to sleep and I can't stop typing. dangit! just realized my csi: miami episode could've been loading this whole time.

a part of me wishes Obama wasn't so attractive, because the main reason i watch his tv appearances is because he's sooo good looking!! which makes me feel bad (this doesn't count towards his address to congress, i genuinely watched that for political purposes....ok 60% political 40% to oogle him..and Michelle). for instance today..yesterday? he had a sit down with the president of Brazil. I watched until my boredom overtook my lust (total viewing time: 10 mins max) he's just too good looking for his own good....wow that sounded creepy and disgusting. That's probably my cue to just end this.