Stupidity is Beautiful

I've read a lot of funny stories online about students making really stupid mistakes on tests or just completely embarrassing themselves with their ignorance, and I'm sure you have too.  I personally love reading about people making fools of themselves, and was even more excited when I got to witness this stupidity first-hand.  

I am doing an online class called "Childhood Development" and the big project due this semester was a PowerPoint presentation.  The guidelines were pretty straightforward: 

1. Research one major health issue for children ages of 5 years and 12 years.
2. Compare the health of the children in the USA with one other developing country or region. 

Simple enough, right?  

Anyway, we have to post our PPTs on in a folder that is public for all of our classmates.  I was curious to see the work of my peers and downloaded the ones that had been uploaded.  

Apparently, Germany, Canada and Australia are developing countries according to some of my classmates. 

Seriously.  There's just some shit you can't make up.  

Hmmph.

My boyfriend, Derek, just left for Korea.  He will be there on a ship for 5 months.  This sucks.  It doesn't help that I am also sick and have less energy than I usually do (which is not a lot to begin with).  Also, one of my pretty fishes died last night.  What is wrong with this world?! 

My name is Alexis and I'm a pet addict.  I don't know why, but I have always found myself wanting to adopt all the animals I see.  I go on Craigslist's pet listing and I constantly want to get the poor little dogs, kitties, bunnies, roosters, and whatnot that people are getting rid of because they're mean and awful and suck at caring for things.  

Right now I am looking at a rooster.  Roosters look like they could be such cute pets!  I also just got three - THREE - salt water fish tanks.  I am waiting to get more fishes for them because two of them are empty and one of them just lost a fish.  He was cute, all black with little domino dots, and then he turned grey and died.  :( 

Sigh.  The police just came by because some retard that is visiting the people who live downstairs parked in our spot with a gigantic GMC truck.  I hate when people park in our driveway.  I hate when people park in our driveway and that causes me not to be able to park in my own garage.  I hate a lot of things right now.  

My Ears Bleed

I used to love the radio.  I remember when I was young and I would hear all these super awesome songs on the radio.  Or even when I was not so young, and I would hear a really good song on the radio and want to call in or check the website to see what it was so I could download it to enjoy again and again.  Now, radio is pretty much crap.  I rarely hear anything new on it anymore and so many songs are overplayed that it makes me want to cry. 

Just off of the top of my head, these are some of the songs I wish they would never play on the radio again:

- Hot and Cold by Katy Perry 

- I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry 

- Home by Daughtry (or anything by Daughtry, really) 

- Hey There Delilah by The Plain White Ts 

- I'm Yours by Jason Mraz

- Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat 

- Realize by Colbie Caillat 

- Shake It by Metro Station

- Seventeen Forever by Metro Station 

- Viva La Vida by Coldplay 

- Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade 

Scrounging for Money

I don't think I've ever felt this poor.  Here I sit, opening my Hamtaro hammy bank (as opposed to piggy bank, obviously), to try to find as many quarters as possible so that I can park on campus and take my second grueling Ancient Greek exam of the semester.  Life is not fair, especially when you have to resort to depriving your poor Hamtaro of his coins.

Lately, I've had a lot to say and not a lot of time to say it.  I have so much to say about Octomom and the wily chimp who bit the face off of that woman!  Oh yeah, and the freaking visitor parking on campus and how it's a gigantic rip off.  If only I didn't hate walking so much... 

Survivor

I vaguely remember when they aired the first "Survivor" series.  It seems like so long ago, but maybe that's just because they've had so many freakin' versions since then.  

I propose that the next one they do is some place unlike they've ever done it before.  Like... Survivor: Compton or Survivor: Harlem.  Instead of giving them those stupid challenges and making them eat rats, we can see who will really survive.  

Now that's what I call entertainment.  

The Good Flavors

I take vitamins, but the tablets you swallow tend to make me throw up.  Pleasant thought, I know.  So, to remedy the situation, I take children's chewable vitamins.  Usually Flintstone's shaped ones, but right now I have a bottle of Sponge Bob Squarepants vitamins.  

Every time I take one, I find myself wondering why the manufacturers even bother putting in those darn orange and purple vitamins.  I mean, I can surely tolerate taking the orange and purple ones.  But do I prefer to?  No.  I prefer the red ones.  Just like everybody else.  

I think that more companies should go the way of Swedish Fish.  What does this mean, you ask? Well, Swedish Fish (the candy, not actual fish from Sweden) used to come in a few different colors/flavors.  Red, orange, yellow, green.  Now, when I buy them I can only find them in ONE color: red.  This pleases me, as red is the only flavor that I want to eat of the bunch.  

My most recent purchase of Swedish Fish made me realize that more companies should follow suit and only include the good flavors in their variety packs. This means any flavor that people tend to eat all of first, leaving the unloved colors behind.   

Of course, I am sure there is some jerk face out there who PREFERS the unpopular flavors and ruins my entire argument for only including the yummy flavors.  Regardless, I will take joy in the fact that I never have to waste a Swedish Fish again.  

Introduction

Hello folks.  And by folks, I probably mean Lauren and Ami.  

Anyway, I decided to start a blog so I could rant about things that pop into my head.  I like blogs like that the best, where you are subjected to little bits of an insane person's psyche.  

As I sit here through the day, I often find myself having random thoughts that I think others might appreciate.  

Of course, I am probably wrong and everyone other than Lauren and Ami - who like my mother, like everything I do - will promptly remove this blog from memory.  

Thoughts arriving soon.