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 :(

Well HELLLOOOO!!!

Wow. It has been waayyy too long since my last post (you can slap me on the virtual hand)! A few things have happened since then!


Exciting things:
My BFF at work Wendy had her baby named Cannen Ace :) precious,
Classes are in full swing
and...
I GOT SPRING SING HOSTESS!!!!!! 


This last one means so much to me! I have always wanted to do this since I first saw Spring Sing a LONG time ago. It also means a lot to my Grandma :) Love her.


End of my life
One thing I am freaking out about is that my life is almost over. By that I mean that school is going by sooooo fast and my big girl life is quickly approaching. I don't feel like a big girl yet. This is a problem. We rush to grow up our whole lives and then when it finally gets here.. we want to be a kid again. Why do I always want what i can't have?? I'm so immature! It frustrates me sometimes. This is what has been on my mind alot lately. People ask me all the time what I am going to do after I graduate. I am getting really tired of that looming question. So to answer it: I DON'T KNOW. THE END.




in conclusion: come see me in Spring Sing 2011!!!!!

Pet Peeves

     If you know me at all you know that I am easily annoyed. AND am not afraid to say it when I am. Not in a crazy, unhappy person way. But I feel in a logical, realistic way. Annoying people are everywhere, but there seems to be a large population at OC. There's one in every class. One person who makes my teeth grind. One person who does or says something that makes me give them the "really?" look. A girl in my class (right now) takes me to the edge every day. I will now list some of my pet peeves.. hopefully that girl in my class will read this...

Pet Peeve List:

Laughing at things that aren't funny

Teachers pets

people being fake

people telling me what to do because it's "right" according to them

stepping on my feet or toes

being unobservant (stop stepping on my toes)

people with no common sense
people who are inconsiderate

people who walk slow in front of cars and can help it

people worrying too much about what others think of them

people being too uptight

unnecessary drama
social clingers (you know who you are)

bad story tellers

pointless meetings

people with no backbone

morning people (you can't possibly be that happy)

people who only do things or "are" things because they think it's cool, not because it's actually what they think or believe

name brand snobs

people who think they know everything
horrible drivers


people who make others feel bad for not wanting to be constantly doing something
people who don't say "i'm sorry" or "thank you"
"LOL" (enough said)
Facebook statuses that are about their club/sorority/fraternity (NO ONE CARES ABOUT IT BUT 
YOU)
Copy cats


people who think they are better than you because they write poetry/read literature/drink tea/dance like hippies/don't wear shoes/disagree with me/need to shower/give bad looks/think they are "deeper" than me because they are "intellectuals" (you don't know me)


when people don't brush their teeth before chapel and then want to WHISPER really close to my face (sick)








WOW. I am out of breath (figuratively). Don't pretend like you don't have a bunch of pet peeves too. And if you still say you don't... then you fit into at least one of my pet peeves.

I wish I were a boy

Sometimes I wish I were a boy... 

    By that I mean I wish I could act how boys act. I wish I could put aside all feelings and use my brain and not my heart. I wish I could just roll out of bed and show up and no one care that I look like a mess. I wish I could not grow up by choice and blame it on "maturity." I wish I could travel the world ALONE and it be safe and accepted. I wish I could live the selfish life of "what do I want to do?" and not be looked at weird. I wish I could go to arby's and buy one of everything without feeling like a pregnant cow. I wish I could not shower for 3 days and people think it's normal behavior. I wish I could have a universal excuse for acting barbaric...       

But I am thrilled to be a woman who is not barbaric by choice, who showers regularly, who eats like a queen, who thinks about others, who enjoys being with friends, who is growing up and not fighting it, who enjoys the quiet time in the morning while getting ready, who thinks with my my big heart...

I'm ok with it. 

People Watcher

Hi, my name is Jordan and I am a people watcher. 

I could do it all day long. I could sit in one place all day watching, taking observations, thinking, and talking about people. I am fascinated. People who are alone, people with people, people who wish they are with people... so entertaining. My favorite, even though it's painful to watch, are people who try to impress other people. I cringe, yet cannot look away. It could be the super loud, obnoxious guy in the caf who thinks every human being in a one mile radius wants to hear his HILARIOUS story that actually is not funny. It could also be the girl who thinks everyone in the room is staring in awe of her beauty when in all actuality no know even noticed her walk in. And then there's the kid sitting alone and looking around at everyone with everyone having the fun he or she wishes they were having. Painful, funny, entertaining, weird, annoying, sweet... all these people I love to watch. I love making stories for their lives from what I gather in the few second I may have with them. And might I add that I am usually correct or close to the truth. The real truth is that people are easy to read. We all give signals and signs that hint at who we really are. Body language is HUUUGE. I can count at least a dozen times that I have witnessed the "painful couple." No i don't mean the sickly lovey dovey couple. I mean the one where one person is in-it-to-win-it and the other wishes they were 1 million miles away. Painful. I wish I could go to the person with the false hope and say "Give it up, kid. She's obviously signed out and you look like a fool." But that might upset some people. I sometimes watch miscommunications happen right before my eyes and want to fix it for people.. I guess that's the inner counselor in me thinking and wanting to help. I apologize for the staring and analyzing.