Regina, Regina

start it already!

I love Regina. Enough said. Every time I hear this song I'll start dancing... No questions asked.

I also love this video. And I couldn't NOT put it up.

She's just awesome.

World News

"Ignorance is bliss."

People say that all the time. In fact, I used to be one of those people until I had to do a geography project about a region of the world. Over the past semester I've been reading newspaper articles about the things that are happening in Pakistan. Unfortunately for the people of Pakistan, ignorance isn't bliss. Ignorance could likely get them killed.

I've read so many articles, but here are two that I found important.

Suicide Blasts Strike Tribal Pakistan

Here's a Woman Fighting Terrorism

Both of these articles are informative. The second one I particularly like because it shows some hope during a stressful time in Pakistan. Please read them and break your habit of ignorance the way I had to.

*Currently listening to the whir of my computer.

Not to be a pessimist or anything...

BUT I STINK AT SCHOOL.

I found out today what the set up of my geography final is. It's going to be killer. So obviously I should be studying/attempting to learn what was discussed in class while I was asleep.

But I'm not. Instead I'm blogging/ reading Anna's blog.

That's why I'm bound to fail that test.

Also I haven't paid much attention in my statistics class. The stuff I did pay attention to, I thought I understood, but apparently I don't. Clearly, I should be studying for that.

But I'm not. Instead I'm blogging/ reading Anna's blog.

That's why I'm bound to fail that test.

It really make me mad when I slack in school because I used to work so hard.

Okay, I need to throw some optimism in this post so that I don't pull my hair out.

At least I work harder/am doing better than I did last year.

Thank goodness I don't need to know statistics to be a good actress.

K bye.

*Currently listening to "Carol of The Bells" by Mannheim Steamroller

I'm and Iron Chef

There is only one thing you should know about me.

I CAN'T COOK TO SAVE MY LIFE.

enough said.

But really. Ask my roommate. When we first got out here, I wanted to impress her with my baking skills. So I got a brownie recipe from my mom and attempted to make brownies from scratch.

The key word in this story is attempted.

It was pretty disgusting to say the least. And that's saying a lot considering i'll eat anything.

So now, all I eat is packaged stuff.. (Ramen Noodles). I'm a typical college student... clearly. Today I decided to change it up a bit. Here's the story:

I make a killer red sauce for spaghetti. It's a recipe I stole from my mom (who stole it from her friend). But I didn't want to make red sauce tonight, because I didn't want spaghetti.

I did want pasta though.

I made pasta shells. I needed to think of something to put on them.

So I decided to improvise.

I sauteed mushrooms in olive oil and covered them in salt and Italian seasoning.

After the pasta was done, I coated it in my simple spread.

As you can imagine, the finished product was actually kind of boring.

I came to a few conclusions about what to change.

1. It needs more salt/Italian seasoning.

2. I should sautee onions along with the mushrooms.

3. I should mix up the olive oil/ seasoning before I put everything in the skillet.

4. Perhaps I should put chicken or sausage in the sauce.

5. It needs cheese.

6. Perhaps it could use some other things added to the seasoning blend.

So here's what I've decided. I'm going to perfect the recipe. I'll try different pasta. I'll try baking it. I'll try adding tomatoes. I am going to try all kinds of combinations to make this perfect. I'll keep you posted obviously.

The moral of the story is to try new things. Maybe someday I will be the next Iron Chef!

*Currently listening to "The Sword & The Pen" by Regina Spektor

This is a new level of ridiculous.

The other night I had a dream.

Dwight K Schrute asked me to marry him.

REALLY MICAELA!! THIS IS WHAT YOUR DREAMING ABOUT?!?!

So this is how it happened. Dwight and I were really good friends. We hung out a few times. Then one day while we were hanging out he pulled out a ring and proposed. I was SHOCKED! Obviously, I didn't love him!! But it was seriously the most beautiful ring of my life. I loved the ring so much that I told him I'd think about it at work. While I was at the testing center [which is where I work], my roommate told me that obviously I couldn't marry him because IT'S DWIGHT! I agreed eventually, arguing that the ring was so perfect. I wanted to marry the ring.

Then Dwight came in to take a test. When I handed him the test, I gave him the ring back with it and told him that it was so clear to me that I didn't want to marry him. He was upset because now he was gonna do badly on his test.

Then the next boy came up to get a test and he said

"Did I really just hear you tell Dwight that you wouldn't marry him?"

"Yes."

"Good. Wanna go out this Friday?"

That's when I woke up.

Relocated

Dear lovely people,

My new found love, Frank Friday, has moved. No longer does he abide in this abode. It's just time to move onto better things, I guess. However, he does love visitors as much as I do. Check him out at his new home. I think that'd be much appreciated.

Love,

Lovely person.

The Key is Optimism!

I decided today that no matter what happens to me in life, I'm going to be happy. I refuse to be a negative nancy. You're probably wondering what brought about this sudden resolve for optimism. It's just something I've been thinking about lately, I guess.

Last year in school I wasn't always the happiest person. I was often pessimistic. I complained about cold weather. I complained about classes. I complained about boys. I don't know how I had friends. I wouldn't have been friends with me.

This year, however, I've been much happier. I was diagnosing my change in viewpoint. I think it might have a lot to do with where I live and who I spend my time with.

I don't complain about those things anymore.

Why should I complain about cold weather? Just bundle up more, silly. I love snow and I can't have snow unless it's cold outside. Besides, after tap class I welcome the cold!

I don't complain about classes anymore because I've learned that if I want to do well I should sleep at night and work/play during the day. IMAGINE THAT!

I don't complain about boys anymore because it isn't fair. They're only human. And trust me, they find us just as frustrating as we do them.

After I decided this all today, I took the trash out. On my way back I saw a girl who needed help with her groceries. She didn't see me. At first I ignored her and started to walk away. Then I thought "You idiot! Go help her!" That's when I turned around to help her. Not only did I feel good about what I did, but I made a new friend!

We should all be more like this guy!

"I did not provoke the fight, so I feel no remorse for what i was forced to do. We were arguing, and seeing that I was right and he was wrong, he decided to fight to cover his stupidity.

He swung at me first but being in the top of condition, I was able to block the punch neatly with my head. Whereupon I jumped to the ground, knocking him down on top of me. Then I placed my ear in his mouth and poked his finger several times with my eye. His teeth hurt so from the strength of my ear that he became irate and tried to kick me. But I cleverly blocked the onslaught with my ribs and face.

I scrambled to my feet and ran to my car in the hopes that I could get away and save this man from my deadly hands. Before I could start the car, he pulled me from the still open door. I then proceeded to swing at him, but only managed to hit myself in the head. To this I said, "What is this, two against one?"

That was the final straw- I lost all control. There will be no mercy!!! Taking him in my death grip, I pounded him in the knee with my stomach. Then I hit him two or three times in the fist with my teeth. He had had it. I could tell. After that he didn't even try to pick me up off the ground. He was too chicken."