The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,100 times in 2011. If it were a cable car, it would take about 18 trips to carry that many people.
I came to the incredibly sad realization that my journey is swiftly coming to a close. This past Tuesday, I received my LSU class ring, it was a memorable moment and I am glad I attended the ring ceremony. The other day a good friend asked me “Did it make you feel anymore ready?” and I had just been thinking about it the night before. Does it make me feel anymore ready?… absolutely not, however, it makes me feel more comfortable with my decisions. I will always be part of this school, I have no doubt that 20 years from now I will have just as much Tiger Pride as I do now. I’ve had many a good times and many bad, but there is something that is hypnotizing about this place. Graduation day, will surely be a proud moment but a sad one none the less. Until then, I will have a great final semester and attend every sporting event humanly possible so I can at least feel like i got my tuitions worth. I should probably finish focusing on this semester, but this does a good job of giving me something to procrastinate with. I think I want to be one of those old people with a purple and gold christmas tree? Yeah…. yeah, that sounds like a good idea to me too. If not I’ll settle for purple and gold christmas lights.
What do I want out of my life? What am i going to do with myself after i graduate college? Hopefully, not be working at Victoria’s Secret with incredibly low pay. I’ve had some time to just sit and think… what do i want to do?! I DON’T KNOW. I just don’t know. I like what I’m doing, but how am i really suppose to know if that is what i want to do for the rest of my life? I wonder if the LSU chancellor said at 18… ” I’m going to be the Chancellor of a Major University” doubtful. Often i get these overwhelming thoughts that i’m going to be stuck doing something that I just simply can’t stand. Lord please help me not be in retail the rest of my life. There are so many things i want to do, start a band, learn an instrument, learn a language, travel… the list is endless. Why do I have to pick just one thing to do forever? Its actually pretty ridiculous when you think about it. Although, i’m pretty sure I would die happy if I just got to visit europe just once. I have an imagine in my head of who I want to be and what I want to do, but how am i suppose to get there? These days I feel like you have to know someone to get anywhere, and if we’re being realistic… it is kinda true. But, I am sorta hoping that the bad luck runs out one day, and maybe someone will notice something special about me and i will get to live my dream doing whatever that may be. Maybe living my dream will be marrying rich?! hahaha thats funny, i can’t even see that happening to myself, what a hoot. I guess i’m on my path and if i’m not on it…some how some way i will be put back on it, cause i’m hoping that the saying “everything happens for a reason” applies to me too.
-Mal
Geaux Tigers!
I get chills from watching this. People who can play songs that haven’t been created for them have an amazing gift.
Geez, I haven’t written on here in ages, but i was just thinking about it and decided it was time for a new post. Its summer and i am now technically a senior in college… boy how time flies when you’re having “fun” hahaha I wouldn’t quite go to fun really but its been pretty swell… through all the tears even. I look back on my time here and think ” As much as i bitch and complain about this school, my classes, and teachers i cant imagine myself going to another school” All the classes ive taken… even the hard ones, i look back and feel nostalgic, Every once in awhile i imagine going back to freshman year, i loathed freshman year but when i remember it, it was so good and a learning experience for me. I got out of class early, went to bed late, napped during the day, i guess i didnt realize how much worse it gets, with the lack of sleep and long projects and all. I wouldnt change it for anything. 3 years down and only one to go… only one! when this happened… i have no freaking clue. what am i going to do when i get out of school next year? Live in a box? god, please dont let me be living in a box…. but for any of you reading… if i am and you see me, please spare me some change for food. Will I actually be doing what I want to? Who knows, someone told me god has the plan and you just have to trust it. I do believe that. I guess I’ll give it till next year and hope things fall into place but for now, im going to enjoy my summer… and when i say enjoy i mean slave away hoping to make a decent amount of money to have a little bit of fun with… maybe a tattoo? maybe just a new wardrobe? who knows, maybe I should just save…. not that i really see that happening with gas almost being 4 dollars right? Times are hard!
Oh, and I still love baseball.
-Mal
Geaux Tigers!
I’M LOSING MY MIND.
It’s Mardi Gras break and everyone has packed up there stuff to either go home or to New Orleans to enjoy the beads, floats, and festivities. After my Spanish Town incident, I lost interest in going, when tents start to fly and there is a tornado watch that is in effect, my stomach falls to the ground and thats it. I run for the building, but i seem to be the only one really noticing, maybe its a sober person thing? or maybe its just a not being from Louisiana thing? who really knows, but anyways, after that, I had a lot of fun but i didn’t want to deal with getting to and from Nola. So, here I am on a slightly chilly sunday night, sitting in a recliner half asleep while watching Forrest Gump. I just feel old, sure sure, i’m only 20 but its not even 10 oclock yet and im thinking about heading to bed, if bed doesnt end up being this recliner within the next 20 minutes. I think i’m just going to blame being tired on not sleeping well last night. Not to mention i’ve got a cold… I know, excuse after excuse. Alright, I will just admit it… I am an old woman. I like to go to sleep early and wake up at a decent hour, I like to sit in recliners and doze off to the tv, and if my hands would allow it, i would knit away the night. Call me old, call me boring, but there are plenty of people who like old boring people so if you don’t, well, too bad for you.
-Mal
Geaux TIgers!
You know, everyday I wake up just like everyone else and the first thing I think to myself… I hope its not humid outside…. and THEN, I hope I have a good day today. Weather and mood pretty much go hand in hand for me. If its relatively nice out and im in a bad mood, its usually for a good reason. I had a really excellent day today… until the second half of it. Now, I work in retail which is not the most luxurious job ever, but it could be worse for sure, but i swear… people have no respect for anyone these days. Yes, my purpose in the store is to assist you and help, but it is not to serve you. Believe it or not there is a difference. I witnessed more than one person ask for my services, not say thank you and then just throw them down somewhere, RUDE. So, i decide after i get off, Hey… I’m gonna go to the gym, what better way to get un-pissed off than to work out… WRONG. I love love love when you say hi to someone and they straight up ignore you, and don’t make eye contact, that would be the end of humanity if they make eye contact AND ignore you. Why do i try? i ask myself that everyday. I need not impress anyone. Although, I have given these people no reason to be rude to me, maybe thats why I try to be nice and say hi. Consider that the last time, I don’t believe I have been that pissed in a long time, and hopefully that will be the last time.
-Mal
Geaux Tiger!
