No Facebook=more blogging

Sooooo since I am on self-probation from FB I am having some withdrawals. Hence why I am writing on here a bunch. Without FB I feel sort of lost on news around town. It's sad when i have to ask Macy to look something up for me on FB.. speaking of Macy, she has been a cooking/baking queen!!! I am so lucky to have her here to fatten me up. Last night she made us pancakes and today she made 1 million no bakes!!! MY FAV!!!

YES, that is butter.

So haaappy!

At this rate I will gain another 10 lbs before Spring Sing.. OH GOODIE. 

On another note: I need new music. I hate listening to the same stuff always.. new music is like Christmas day for me. I cannot take credit for it (as much as I would like to) but my friend sent this girl to me. This song is incredible! I have watched it like 100 times. WATCH IT NOW. ALL OF IT.

Jessie J- Nobody's Perfect

I had something brilliant to say.. but now I don't remember. Till next time..

xoxo

Starbucks Creep

I am a Starbucks creep. I could sit here all day long and watch people/eavesdrop on their conversations. Sometimes I wish I could forget people's conversations though... some people are painful to watch. I know I've talked about this before. But if I could get paid to stare at strangers I would do it in a heartbeat. So many different scenarios... cute old man who is kinda lost, business partners discussing contracts, old friends catching up, first date (super awkward), 1 millionth date (cute), and then there's always the one person who doesn't want to date but the other does.... painful. BUT I CANNOT LOOK AWAY. Poor kid, if he only knew no matter how many "nice guy" things he says, she ain't gonna take the bait. I go to other Starbucks besides the one by school cause.. I like to see people I don't know, not the same 2,000 I see waaaay too much. And if I eavesdropped on the convos of people I knew.. not as fun and super creepy. 

When older people are crashin at Sbucks all day long, not doing anything, I want to ask them how they make a living drinking coffee all day?? SIGN ME UP! Why do all of my dream jobs consist of doing things that make no money? Sad day. I would love to get paid to have coffee with close friends, casually shop, and eat at yummy restaurants... yep that's not a job as of yet. One day perhaps?


Tiny people scare me. If a guy wears the same size jeans as a 7th grade girl, it's alarming. Stop that nonsense. It's weird how I could seriously not fit my arm in some of the jeans some people wear. I'm not sure if that is saying I need smaller arms or those people need to grow 3x what they currently are.. hmm


I am just blabbing about the random things I am seeing...


I feel bad for being against Toms (the shoes, not the guys). I love people in Africa just as much as the next person but I would rather just send them 20 pairs of shoes rather than buy some sickly overpriced, bad quality, social fashion statement, ends up smelling like dead animals, shoes. I really repel everything that OC students obsess over. OOPS. 

Welp I need to do stuff... but I'd like to thank my blog for allowing me to waste precious time :)

XOXO

people love me

Now that I have 21 followers I feel like people might actually read this thing. Why? I dunno. There are probably endless opportunities to make fun of this blog... let's be real, I do. This thing is kind of a joke anyways. It's not a wedding blog, baby blog, cool life blog, photography blog.. you get the pic. I guess it's just a "Hey look  I can make a blog too!" kind of blog. Not deep, or all about fashion or politics or religion etc. There are enough of those out there to be running on full. Mine's just about me, cause I'm self absorbed like that. :) 




Random thought of the day: Puppies are better than babies... I'm just saying.

I am a bad blogger

Well seeing as it had been over a month since my last blog post, I think it's safe to say that I am a bad blogger. I blog as I find something to talk about.. I guess I haven't had much to say for the past 37 days. (SAD FACE) But now that I feel the blogging buzz arising inside of my above average height body I will come back for real! Get excited Mom and Dad! You get to see me say some more awkward things that make you give me the "Really?" look. Can't wait to see that face once again..


Speaking of my parents.. my dad says I need to stop writing about man-hater things. I beg to differ. But since I think my father is the wisest person out there, I will take his advice, but not without a fight! I am going to try to write about more uplifting positive things. I don't want to be the Debbie Downer blog now do I?! NO.


On a positive note: Joe Cocker is a genius. Just saying. If I could sing all crazy and not have people think I was a diva, I WOULD. Spring Sing is coming up faster than I ever thought! It's almost February for goodness sake!!! I am so ready for some spring weather!! Don't get me wrong I love layering in thousands of stuffy, itchy, hot clothes, and having cracking, dry skin even though I moisturize just as much as the next person but I could go for short sleeves and sandals right about now. 


This semester might just kill me. I hate being busy and stressed. And that is exactly what I am, ALL THE TIME. I wanted to be back at school so bad over break, but now that I am back, I want school to be ovvverrrr. I know that once I graduate though I will cry every day because I will then be an "adult" and have to act like one. SICK. So I will suffer through the chaos and enjoy this last little bit of being a kid. :)


A Note to FACEBOOK: I gave you up. Because I am obviously too busy for your nonsense. Duh. But then at work I accidently logged back on because I have to use you for work. This defeats the purpose of deleting you in the first place. So even though you're back in  my life a little, I am not letting us be in a long term relationship. FB and I will be casual, as well as seeing other people... like my blog.


So to recap my life: I'm a busy bee, I have at least one panic attack/day, I have a corn on my toe and am 21 (not cool), I fell down some stairs the other day like a 6 yr old, I have a shopping problem, I'm not and am ready to graduate and I use the word "I" WAAAYYY too much. 


BYYEEEEEEE

I am a hypocrite.

hi my name is jordan and i am a hypocrite. yes a hypocrite. don't worry i'm not about to get all awkward on you... 


i was walking to class this week and saw my friend leslie. she said hi and then said, "jordan, you are becoming the person you hate." wow. that's pretty harsh for a tuesday at 8am, but ok. she then helps clarify by pointing out that i am wearing an oversized sweater and tights. yes. this is me confessing to a sin that i normally call other girls out on. i have committed the sin of not wearing pants in public. i apologize. mom, dad, please be forgiving. i am embarrassed also to say that this is not my first offense; it has actually become a HABIT. i know, i should be locked away in no pant prison for all time. trust me, if this "outfit" weren't so comfy i would lock myself up.


i just needed to get that off my chest. thank you now 3 people who read my blog :)

I should have been a psychologist..

Marketing is a great major... I like it, don't get me wrong. But I have always wanted to be a counsellor. The thought of listening to people explain their lives and problems and trying to help them figure things out, all while sitting on comfy couches sounds awesome. Like my favorite thing to do. Seriously. 
I don't know why but people love to tell me their life's story all the time. I LOVE IT. It never gets old.. ok maybe not never. I only don't like it when you are talking to someone and this is a conversation that should definitely be two-sided, but that other person is talking incessantly about themselves, their life, what's going on with them... and never think to ask something about you, or give you enough of a gap of silence for you to say ANYTHING. Rude. I do this myself from time to time but I try not to. Some people don't get it. Here I'll help you:


NO ONE CARES ABOUT EVERY SINGLE LITTLE THING THAT HAPPENS TO YOU ENOUGH TO LISTEN TO YOU ALL THE TIME AND NOT BE MAD YOU ARE HOGGING ALL THE QUIET AIR. 


The only person like that is someone you pay to listen to you, hence not your friends, or coworkers, or even your mom and dad. Write in a journal. 




NEW SUBJECT: School is almost over... YESSS and NOOOOO I love no class, homework, etc. but I always miss my friends soooo much and miss my warm cute apartment because my parents keep our house FREEZING COLD. I don't know why we even have a heater. And I will just work and try to not overdo Christmas so I will not go back to school broke as a joke like I am right now. Maybe Starbucks and I will need to break up after our long term, serious relationship.. orrrrr maybe not. I just won't eat. :) 

Church Butts and Misspelling

So ya I am bad at keeping up this blog.. Sorry I'm busy and people are obsessed with what I have to say (JOKES). A couple of topics that have entered my mind recently are random, but I think about them a lot. Here they are:

Church Butts and Misspelling:

1st Church Butts: By this I mean that when I am church or chapel, and we stand to sing or pray, I always stare at people's butts. Not in a creepy/dirty way. But a wow.. that is interesting way. Everyone's butt looks so different. Some are long and flat, some have bubble butts, some look fake, or actually are fake (weird). And panty lines kill me. I cannot look away from the obvious line showing me exactly where your underwear ends. Sick. I don't want to see your underwear, even through your clothes. I don't want to think about what style of underwear you are currently wearing. Or be confused because I cannot figure it out. So stop making me think about it and don't have panty lines. Thank you.

2nd Misspelling: I am a senior in college. Many of my friends are seniors as well, or close to the same age. We should know how to spell by now. AND we should know about a little thing called SPELLCHECK. It is a magical tool people use to see if there are errors in your writing, for those of you who have never experienced the wonders of spellcheck. This bothers me for some reason. Like misspelling simple words... to, too, their, they are, they're, their...

People misuse these all. the. time. 

I will call you out if you text me the wrong use of these words. 

Sorry this blog is my rant blog. But you don't have to read this. But you might want to... 

ANYWAYS.

I am so ready for this stupid thing called school to be OVER. It is ruining my social life. I can't wait to just work and not have to do school too. I also cannot wait to not be broke. I need to learn how to manage my money better... BYE BYE Starbucks addiction :(