traction

wow, so it's not just me that's feeling this way. i was feeling kind of...wierd...this afternoon (for reasons i will get into later) and thought it was just one of my moods. but now i noticed that three of my friends have posted depressing blogs. guess it's that time of year... close to valentines day, where everyone (including me) notices that they are single and they don't like it. I've been single for...holy shit... more than two years now. dammmmmmnit. why is it so hard for people to find a significant other? i have way more single friends than i do dating ones. why is that?? i really would love to date someone, but it's seriously like i don't exist to the male population. i realize that i don't have long blonde hair and big boobs and am not a size 3. but really. can i not find one person in this world who doesn't mind short hair and a not-so-skinny body and a sense of humor over gorgeous looks?!

i'm so sick of it.

everyone says "oh, it'll happen" blah blah blah and "he'll come along when you're not looking" blah blah blah. but how many adults do you know that married their high school/college sweetheart? well, i've got two years to go... time is ticking down, i'm looking at my watch and wondering where my knight in shining armor is. and that's just it - it's not like i have high standards, that i want an amazing perfect guy - i just want someone who will trust me and support me and laugh with me and love me.

anyway...
enough of another crappy little rant about relationships.

another reason i am writing is because of my butt. i realize this may sound strange. but recently all my injuries/pain have come from here!

first, i didn't have that great of a time sledding. it was all icy hard packed snow, so when i was riding seated i hit every damn bump. my body doesn't appreciate it as much as when i was younger.

second, i just got over my paddling event and repercussions. like i said in my last post, i went to a party last weekend and it took a turn for the worse (lol) and someone came up with a paddle and somebody decided it'd be a good idea to bare-ass paddle each other. so naturally, stupid me rose to the occasion. oh, the pain. no matter what happens, or how drunk you are, or how brave you may think you are, do not ever get paddled. ever. EVARRRRR.

third. i get to thank wittenberg for this one. i had just finished eating lunch with my friends and was coming down the stairs from the cdr. rachel had no sooner said "these stairs are slippery" - and i completely BIFF it, landing directly on my left buttbone and go bouncing down the stairs. it hurt so badly it brought tears to my eyes, and for those of you that know me, i really don't cry a lot. so since about 12:15 this afternoon i have had to deal with a giant knot/bruise. i seriously had to stand up in my instrumental music class because it was so unbearable to sit in those wooden desks. gahhhhhhhhhh. if it weren't awkward, i'd show you my very colorful ass. my friends have taken to calling me traction, because apparently i have none.

sigh.

on the upside, because of our snow day on wednesday, i only have dr. kazez's classes one day (tomorrow) this week.

siiiiiiiigh.

soundtrack:
into the ocean - blue october
this love - maroon 5
jesus on the radio - guster
breathe in - frou frou
the moldy peaches - jorge regula
the fray - how to save a life
vincent persichetti - o god unseen, op. 160