In honor of my new favorite website, www.dearblankpleaseblank.com, I thought I would write my own:
Why did you have to choose to still be crappy when I’m graduating college in May? I really don’t want to have to go to graduate school due to your downward spiral. Fix yourself, PRONTO!
Sincerely, Mary Unger and the rest of college graduates
Yes people, I have aspirations in life. Graduate school was never one of them, until…. I realized how many qualified college grads are jobless right now. I don’t truly want to go to graduate school. I don’t even know what I want to do with my life; why would I pay money to go to a school and possibly get a worthless degree? What if I got that degree and then still couldn’t get a job? I know a lot of people face this problem, but it’s one of those things that is always on my mind. I get so nervous that my future isn’t going to turn out as great as I always expected it to.
I change my mind every week. I do. I know. I get it. I’m confused.
And, honestly, I’ll probably be confused until the day I get a job that just feels right. How many jobs will I have before then? Who knows. I just know that I have all this passion for life but don’t know what direction to follow.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?
1. I don’t think the laundry will ever end. It keeps going and going and going…. Then, like in this exact moment, my load finishes while I’m already in bed, makeup removed, glasses on, blogging… Tumblr. is the last thing I do at night. NOT LAUNDRY. To get up or not to get up? That is the question.
2. I’ve decided that drive-thrus are the main cause for obesity in America. Just think about it: The drive-thru makes it more convenient for people to be lazy. You sit on your butt and slowly drive through a line. Today, I went to get some McD’s unsweet tea (I’m a slight addict) and the line was backed up to the road. People, why can’t you just walk inside? It’s faster that way.
3. On Sunday, my dear friend Kayte (I miss her oh so much!) texted me to let me know some news that I find quite entertaining: She met a guy with the last name Munger. My reply to her text-“OMG are you freaking serious?!?! Can I marry him please?” Wouldn’t it be hilarious, me, Mary Unger, becoming Mary Munger? It’s my new life goal. Maybe I should Google how many people have the last name Munger. I bet they’re the coolest people EVER.
4. I have a confession: I, Mary Unger, am obsessed with my rib cage. Tonight, at Alpha Meeting, I was standing around talking to the girls, and all of the sudden, one of them says loudly, “Mary, what are doing with your shirt?!?!” I didn’t realize that I was sticking my hands inside my tank top and poking my ribs. I know, I’m real awkward. I should go on some rehab show or, my favorite, True Life. My alphas seem to agree.
5. My little babies are so wonderful! Yeah, they have their times where they don’t listen to me or get too talkative, but I was the exact same way at their age and still admit to being a horrible listener who talks over people. They all are so different and incredibly funny. It’s made my life more entertaining just being around them all the time. Anna and I are going to sing karaoke with some of them tomorrow night outside the dorms. I’m either going to feel like I’m 80 or like I’m a Freshman again!
6. My phone is messed up. Almost every time I place my phone on a hard surface, it’s like the battery comes loose and reboots itself. My term usage for “place” might be a little different from everyone else’s, but it shouldn’t pop my battery out of place! For those of you who don’t have a Blackberry, it takes AGES for it to reboot. If I find a job when I graduate, AT&T might have a new addition to their network.
7. I think I’m going to start cutting up my t-shirts to make workout shirts. Let’s be honest here: I don’t wear just plain t-shirts. Plus, no matter how many shirts I try to give away to WeCare, it’s like the mass load of crappy tees never ends. I hate wearing sleeves while working out, so I think this would be a perfect solution.
8. There are so many people that are my age or younger with babies now. I can’t imagine myself in that situation. One, I can’t be trusted with children at this age (I was never asked to babysit. Wonder why?). Two, what’s the point in having kids this young? I just learned to drive less than six years ago. I can’t even do that correctly, either. Three, there’s so many more years left in our lives. It’s not like the “let’s make babies as fast as possible” clock is running out of time! I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m sure there are some great REALLY young parents out there. I personally just don’t know why it’s necessary.
9. Why is Jersey Shore so addicting??!?!?! I never watch TV, but tonight, I decided I would sit down and at least attempt. I couldn’t stop watching it! It’s just so laughable to think that those people on the show are really like that, and if they are faking, they have me fooled! The Situation is my favorite, hands down.
10. This bed is starting to get WAY TOO comfortable to get up and fold my laundry or write anymore. Ten’s a solid number to end on. SOLID.
Goodnight all! :)
Dear Sarah Palin,We really think 2012 is going to be your year.Sincerely, The Mayans.
I don’t like to lose. No one does. But, when most people would give up in situations, I just keep pushing and pushing. A prime example would be what just happened for about, oh, I’d say… an hour and a half.
As a frequenter of the website, StumbleUpon, I like to go back to my favorite websites (normally goofy pictures, quotes, or games) and look at them or, in this case, play them. Last night/this morning, my choice was “Hang Stan,” which is like Hangman, except you only get four strikes until you lose. I forgot to mention that Stan is a pig, and if you lose, the farmer standing next to Stan has the little piggy for dinner. Let’s just say my hippie, liberal self REALLY does not like to lose at this one.
Tonight, I went back to start playing “Hang Stan” again and chose the game “Gluey” instead. I didn’t realize I would end up playing it long enough to completely avoid the tasks I really needed to complete.
I can’t explain what “Gluey” is very well, so I’ll copy and paste the description from the website: Click on groups of blobs to free them (and earn points). Reach the goal amount of points in each level to progress.
Now that I look at it, the game really shouldn’t have been as entertaining as I made it out to be.
I started out on level 8 because it left off where I had played before, and I ended up working my way up to level sixteen without too much trouble. Level sixteen=pure insanity. I just was clicking all of these blobs and resulting in utter failure every time. I kept thinking, “Mary, this is the most worthless game in the world. Just quit.” The stubborn, competitive side of me took over. After about 30 minutes, I FINALLY WON.
I never would have imagined that a game like that would hype my competitive nature to that EXTREME of a level. It truly shows how mature I am :)
After my victory, I walked into my room to go to bed and realized three things:
1. I haven’t blogged in about fifteen years and was planning on doing so before being distracted by “Gluey,”
2. Every effort I planned on making to clean my room up got squashed by “Gluey,”
3. I haven’t done my homework yet. My excuse? “Gluey.”
So now, I’m lying in bed, writing this. Upon completion, I will have take care of #1.
#2, you’re something I’ve battled for a solid 16 years. I think I can put you off for one more night.
#3, I’ll take care of you a little bit tonight, but mainly tomorrow morning.
I have so much to write about, but I’ll wait until tomorrow. I haven’t written in so long that I have a lot to say. I promise to make note of everything else I wanted to say tonight so tomorrow’s blog can be full of entertainment/crazy thoughts.
In conclusion, I’d like to say this: I may be going to sleep feeling messy and irresponsible, but at least I was victorious.
IF YOU AIN’T FIRST, YOU’RE LAST!
I thought you said park! “MEET AT THE PARK?!?!”
I hate when people act like UT Martin isn’t a good school. I’m sorry that you were forced or couldn’t get into another school, but I chose UTM. Don’t hate on it. It’s the best decision I ever made.
Haha, very tricky!