Restarting Something New

Happy Election Day everyone!

Good luck President Obama as you take our country into its next four years, may they be prosperous  for everyone.

Anyway, moving on.

Tonight while reading a friends blog, thank you Kristen, I realized that I too had one that I have neglected over the past year or so. In realizing this I decided to look up my blog and revive it from its comatose state.

It's been a year and some change since I've written anything, or even thought about this blog. A lot has happened in this past year. Some things I'd like to put behind me and never think about again, while others I would like to remember forever. Sadly, most of the time you can only remember the things you don't want to. While the things that you'd like to remember fade away.

I'm not certain what I hope to accomplish in restarting this blog... maybe I'll "find myself" and figure out what it is I want to do with my life. From here on out though I hope to write at least once a week. If not for the benefit of you awesome readers (aka nobody..cuz really, who's reading this?) then for my own. I was told a long time ago that if you write it down you'll remember it forever, and it'll help you work out what you really want.

So here is my hope for this blog:




I hope to find what I want.




Simple enough right? Wrong.

If this were something trivial that I could answer with a snap of my fingers trust me I'd have done it already. I would love nothing more than to shout from the rooftops that "THIS" is what I want to do. Thus, making it my main goal for the rest of the year. It's right up there with the 4 other New Year's Resolutions that I have yet to conquer.

1. Get in shape (Currently in progress, may happen by Dec. 31st)
2. Become ambidextrous (Didn't really have high hopes for this one to begin with)
3. Learn a new language (Yeahh..didn't even have time to consider starting this)
4. Have a secure job, and not worry about money (Almost, aaaand nope)

In ending I leave you with the same as before. Random facts.

American car horns beep in the tone of F.


Huh. Who knew.

She Made Me Do It

Well. I have recently been informed of how lax I have been on my blogging.

 CoughSarahCough.

For all the rest of you reading this blog I'm sure you also realize that I haven't really posted in quite a while.
I would like to say it's because my life has been incredibly interesting, and just chock full of fantastic adventures and stories to share. Unfortunately, as it is in most normal non-millionaire/non-movie fantasy ride off in the sunset lives, nothing really has been going on. Sad day, I know.

I can however state proudly that I am now once again a living breathing WORKING person. Thank GOD.
My old job at the Starbucks in Alpharetta was kind enough to hire me and start me working again. The sad news in this wonderful situation is that my entire paycheck basically goes to gas; because my 24 gallon tank wouldn't get good gas milage if I got down on my hands and knees and begged it to.

I guess my weeks in absence haven't been so futile that I have nothing to write about. In the past few weeks I have: been to Florida on Spring Break and gone to Bike Week in Daytona (an epic experience that I'll be sure to talk about in my next blog), I have successfully been a diversion(without knowing it I might add) for my friend Sarah so her FIANCE could go buy her the most beautiful wedding ring(also to be talked about in a future blog, notice me keeping my options open), AND been to a beautiful wedding for a very happy and beautiful couple(I'm sure this will make it into future blogs as well, again with the options open thing).

So in ending this blog post as I am being rushed out the door.

Random fact number 2:
A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.

Moving On To New Things

I guess I'll start this one with, YAY! I MOVED!

It is so nice to wake up every morning and not smell smoke or worry that I'll get sick again because of how terrible the air is that I'm breathing. The first morning that I woke up I felt like I was at a hotel. To add to the 'newness' of this transition into a new home, I now have roommates! Lucky for me one of those roommates is my boyfriend, and the other is a really good friend. I think that this year in this new place is going to be one of the best.

All I have to do to close out my last home is paint and move out the couch and washer/dryer, and finally hand the keys over.

Now onto the other things:

1. My migraines are getting worse and more frequent. This probably is not a good thing, and I should probably get this looked at.

2. I finally found a job, but it wasn't in the way that I wanted to, or the job that I wanted. Meaning, I'm probably going to be working at a bar called Diamond Dave's and need a new job again, soon.

3. I will now officially have my liquor license AND my concealed carry license. This doesn't really seem like a really good combination to me. Am I even allowed to have both? Strange, seems sort of contradictory.

4. My sister is having her baby shower this weekend and I couldn't be more ecstatic for her! I can't wait to have a new nephew in the family!!

5. I'm not exactly sure when I'm going to graduate anymore, I could have sworn it was December. Now I'm not so sure. Either way, I'll graduate in the next year. Hopefully.

Well that's all I guess. Sorry that this blog is in list form, it seemed like the best way to get all the random information out there without confusing the two readers that I have.

Anyway, here's a bit of random information:

The bumblebee bat is the smallest mammal on Earth. It weighs less than a penny. (strange right?)

Well Now, Just Hold On A Minute

Valentine's Day.

The one holiday dreaded by single people, and sane people, every year. People are running around to buy last minute jewelry, chocolates, and other presents for their significant others. They're spending money on useless items, just because we need another holiday in the 365 days of the year. Apparently the many others that we have just weren't cutting it on how much money we were spending.

I may sound cynical and whiney, but I'm not I promise.  My boyfriend and I are celebrating Valentine's Day this year, I even went as far as to get him a card and some chocolates. We are even going out to a nice dinner and then to the dollar theater for a nice evening.

It's the crazies that spend ridiculous amounts of money on jewelry and reservations at overpriced restaurants, where the food is exactly the same all year round but mysteriously different and more expensive on this one day, that bother me. Seriously, find something better to spend your money on. I'll suggest a college education for you. OR we can start a "help Gabi not be poor" fund, I promise that I'll put your money to good use.

Regardless, the point I'm trying to make is rather simple; "Don't spend ridiculous amounts of money on Valentine's Day!"

If it weren't for all of the marketing that has ruined the point of this holiday, I would actually love it.  That is what Valentine's Day is really about, loving the people that you're close to. Not how much who spent on what.

I Just Did What?

Do you ever have that feeling like what you just did, or said, was the completely wrong choice? I've had too many of those recently. I'm not going to go into details about what exactly happened, just know that I had one of the "oh s@*#" moments.

I know that everyone has these moments in life, but when it happens to you it seems more real. We always criticize ourselves more than others do. I think that this is both a good thing and a bad thing.

It's a good thing when we are harsh on ourselves because it allows us to see our own flaws. By being able to see our flaws we can finally correct them, and move on through life as a better more productive person. This reminds me a lot of the "try and try again method". Mistakes are what make us better people, without mistakes we would never learn what is right or wrong, or how to accomplish a task the right way. With the right motivation we can accomplish anything we want, whenever we want. You can be who you want to be, no matter how much of a fool you feel like at times.

The downside of being harsh on ourselves after these instances is that we are typically too hard on ourselves.  Usually we see the situation as being worse than it is, when in fact it wasn't that bad and will end up being a good thing. I don't know about anyone else but speaking for myself, if I'm too hard on myself I feel like I can't get where I want to be, or do what I want to do.  Too many instances of failing or making a fool of myself can get me down, especially if I'm bringing myself down at the same time.

To the one, maybe two people reading this blog: Don't be too hard on yourself! Don't be afraid to make mistakes! It's failing that makes us better people, makes us able to succeed fully when we finally get it right.
Failing makes us learn and grow.

The Ultimately Awesome Account of Me Being Tired

Well it's almost the end of the day, meaning school day. There is nothing else productive that I am required to do today after this.  Thank God.  I think I could probably fall asleep sitting up right now.

In the last post that I wrote I mentioned how much the people that live below me smoke, well it's affecting my sleeping. The smell in my apartment is literally so bad that I can't sleep without a window open and the fan on. Keep this in mind while reading the next few sentences.

Last night I'm trying to go to sleep early because I have a morning class at 8, I am seriously starting to regret this decision by the way. So I get in bed at midnight which is actually early for me, and I get comfortable and I'm almost asleep when some imbecile across the street decides to work on his car.

Now, I'm not really a car person. By this I mean that about all I can do is pump gas and change a tire, I actually love old muscle cars and trucks, but I am the opposite of talented when something on my car breaks. This being said it's obvious I don't know anything about the mechanics of working on cars. However, I do know that at one in the morning working on your car doesn't/shouldn't consist of hammering loudly on something metal with something equally as dense and metal; and then proceeding to rev your engine for 10 second intervals every few minutes. I mean, seriously? Where was this guys common sense? How did he even see his car?

All of this normally wouldn't be a problem if I didn't have to have my windows open to breathe like a normal human being.

That being said, I'm exhausted. I think I'll go home and relax. Maybe.

Out With The Old, In With The New?

I suppose to actually give this blog a chance of existing in my life I actually have to use it. I'm still unsure as to if I actually enjoy the fact that anyone could read this.

Regardless, I'm still going to give it a chance.

The place that I live now is awesome for a "first college apartment".  It has the perfect amount of space for me, my dog and my things.  The distance from my apartment to Kennesaw State is ideal for someone like me who drives a huge truck that eats gas like its nothing, not to mention the millions of stores that are literally a stones through from the front door. 

Unfortunately, it has run the course on the novelty that it possessed when I first moved in. It's not that I'm not grateful for having been able to live here for the year that I did, because I am incredibly grateful for this opportunity. There are things that I've noticed over the year though, that have made me more than willing to move out. 

The parking in the complex that I live in is atrocious at nights. During the day most people are either in school or working, so the parking is obviously not a problem. Like any normal college student I enjoy going out with my friends at night and having a good time. To do this where I live now I have to be prepared to walk from the "clubhouse" to my apartment when I get home. Call me odd but at one or two in the morning I'd prefer to be able to just walk from my car into my apartment, not up a hill and down a few streets.

The one other main thing that I've noticed about the place I live is that the people below me smoke. Now I typically don't have an issue with people smoking even though I don't smoke, and I don't like the smell of smoke. My concern comes in when everything I have starts smelling like smoke because the people that live in the apartment beneath mine smoke like chimneys. I understand it's their right to be able to smoke in their apartment, but good God please get an air filter or something. If I walk into my apartment and hit a wall of smoke I can only imagine what theirs must smell like. I enjoy not smelling like an ashtray thank you very much, please go smoke outside.

Anyway, this has all taught me to be very careful as to where I choose to live next. I should probably get a few more reviews and talk to the neighbors before signing a contract.