It's true...

Currently: watching cheesy infomercials. GUILTY PLEASURE SAY WHAT?

Earlier today I was having a complete existential crisis. I felt very lost, I had slept until noon, and I, for the first time in about 5 months was completely unmotivated. As I pondered my existence and laid lifelessly on my couch I changed the channel to CNN, and found a Larry King Live recap called "Best of the Obamas" and it suddenly hit me...I AM SUFFERING FROM A VERY REAL PROBLEM, along with every other "Liberal Media Elite" news channel...

For the last 2 years of my life I have argued and defended and was saucy towards Republicans all in hopes of having Barack Obama be president of the United States. And finally, here it is, the day has arrived! Right after it happened I called my dad, who has known of my love affair with Obama since the very beginning, and I said "HE WON, HE WON" and then i thought HE WON? What in Sam Hell am I going to talk to anyone about anymore.

I have become a deaf-mute, I no longer have worth. What am I suppose to do now? I mean I guess I can just be a quiet well-mannered young woman now...I guess. I support our president so I can't be all feisty about the direction of the country anymore...

As you can tell I'm very lost and I need to start a hobby. Tennis? Canasta? maybe cross-stitching? The fact of the matter is I feel like a child that has been separated from their mom in Wal-Mart (I wouldn't know that from experience or anything) I can either sit down and hope she'll find me or I can just wander around like John McCain at the second debate and hope I'll find her.

So, I'm sure there are many others who might be feeling the same...(wanna play some cards and watch movies or something?) But just remember that something will come along again! I hope...


And Katelyn Davis...just remember that you can be as feisty as you want if Barack messes up and I won't take it personally. :-)

My weaknesses...

Currently: Feeling like I'm forgetting something because I have nothing to do. When does that ever happen?

I have recently been filling out an application for a position on Panhellenic, the governing body of Chico sororities, and one of the questions is what are my strengths and weaknesses. Obviously my strengths were like, 6 pages long, but I had a harder time coming up with weaknesses. Not that I don't have any but all my real weaknesses can not be put on a professional application. So here I am, on my online soap box, to tell you my real weaknesses...

I can be sassy when I've been woken-up unwillingly. Honestly, I will shank you if you wake me up for no other reason then to piss me off when all I want to do is sleep.

I have a weakness for musicals. Yes, tacky in all their glory, I LOVE MUSICALS! High School Musical, Legally Blonde, Mamma Mia! The list goes on...and on. How amazing would it be if life was really a musical? You could be sitting in class and your teacher breaks out a rendition of "La Vie Boheme." Good god, my heart would soar.

I use a new piece of paper when I scribble out too much of what I'm writing. Too many scribbles lead to a cluttered paper and I am OCD when it comes to cluttered paper. Yes, this includes petty notes.

If I argue with you about something I know I'm right! I only start arguments if the subject matter is something I am 99.9% sure I'm right about. I really just wish people would realize this, it would save them a lot of time.


And I'm sure I could think of more but, you know, I like positive-self talk. So if you want to hire me for a job, here you go potential boss! My real weaknesses, none of this "I'm a perfectionist" crap.

"So what do we do? What do we do?"

Currently: ...well it's midnight, so what do I always do on weeknights at midnight? Sex and the City...duh. You really don't know me at all do you?

The more I think about it, the more excited and scared I get about what's ahead. What to do when I'm done with this place (Harvard of the West) and continue on this path called life? There are a few things I know and a few things I do not know...

Thing I know:
I want to live in a huge city- I'm talking Bright Lights, Big City. San Francisco, New York, SEATTLE, or possibly Sydney? The idea of living in a place where you can stumble across something brand new everyday makes me want to just pack up and transfer to SF State.

Thing I don't know:
How the heck am I going to deal with moving from Rocklin, to Chico, to (INSERT AMAZING CITY HERE)? I have lived my whole life in suburbia, not to mention a short car ride away from everyone in my family. I'll probably sit in my closet and assume the fetal position for at least the first 3 days. Then I'll just people-watch like Jenna and I did for about 3 hours when we went to SF, instead of 3 hours it will probably be 2 weeks.

Thing I know:
I want to work for an amazing PR agency. I want a job that will challenge me and always keep me on my toes. If I have to sit at a desk for 9-5 I'll gladly become a trophy wife, at least I can hang out at country clubs and drink champagne all day.

Thing I don't know:
How am I going to ever get this job? The job I want is so magnificent I know I'm going to have to pay my dues in the PR world before I become Princess PR. The only thing is I have never had to deal with that kind of adversity in my life (I'm kind of a dead beat). Will I be able to live through agency hell to come out on top? Only time will really tell.

Thing I know:
I don't want to get married until I'm at least 28.

Thing I don't know:
What if I meet this perfect man next week (highly unlikely but eh...) and he sweeps me off my feet and we get married..and then what? I have this REALLY bad idea that marriage will be the end of my life as I know it and I really need to stop thinking so negatively, I think my cynical view-points on love and marriage are potentially going to make me live a miserable life as a crazy cat lady, all by myself. My mom tells me I need to "let love in."

Well this was a little profound for my taste but I swear I'll go back to my witty, sarcastic posts next time...(TBA when THAT will be.)

Professionalism, professionalism, professionalism...

After another week of me trying to live the dream and continue on my path of being the greatest PR agent ALIVE I have come to find my life has slowly progressed into a more professional Megan, Megan 2.0, if you will.

First, I NEVER MISS CLASS anymore. Freshman year, I'm going to have to be honest, I think I slept through more classes than I attended. And no I am not proud of this...I might look like a zombie on the way to my 9:00 class but as least I'm in attendance.

I read the newspaper, what a shocker. I find myself enjoying a good cup of coffee and reading the New York Times (god I sound boring). I find that knowing what I'm talking about when current events makes me sound like I'm I don't know...twenty? Ugh...I'm twenty, weird.

I no longer think of myself as a kid, which I did until about...oh I don't know...2 weeks ago? I'm realizing that maybe I'm closer to my goal of living in the city and having a fabulous job than I thought, or at least I'm hoping!

and lastly...the interests in my Facebook no longer consist of watching tv and going shopping. It's more like politics, the MoMA and New York City...and it's true, I value these things way more than Ugly Betty or a cute dress form Nordstrom (never thought I'd see the day...although I'll take you up on a shopping spree anytime.)


I guess I am growing up... NOOOOOOOOOOOO. and at the same time, YAY!

Neglecting leads to SPAM...

Currently: Eating a WHITE CHOCOLATE FUDGESICLE, I know, I know...most amazing food product ever created...

My fellow Americans...
After neglecting my blog for about...oh give or take a week and a half...I unsuspectingly logged into my blog to see YOUR BLOG HAS BEEN TAGGED AS SPAM.

WHAT???

SPAM???

LITTLE ME???

So, in a heightened frenzy of panic I read over the information, which informed me that since I, a human, was reading this very informative post, my blog was not spam (DUH). The helpful post then informed me that I should report that my unsuspecting blog (which I think was attacked as a hate crime) is indeed not spam, and I could then go on my merry way posting unless information yet again.

I did not take this notification lightly.

I punched my pillow. I yelled at my computer "I HATE YOU BLOG." I was very sassy to everyone that approached me within the hour of finding out. And I went to sleep that night...embarrassed.

Why me? WHY ME? My roommates informed me that I probably wrote something inappropriate and I was in trouble...perhaps a Standford alum runs blogspot and was offended that Chico State is, indeed, Harvard of the West. Everything else I wrote is to kind and sweet...I mean I wrote about TAKING NAPS.


Whatever the reason I was embarrassed and only wanted to write on my blog without being harassed and called "SPAM."

So, I will not neglect my blog again, which I'm sure all of you are MORE THAN EXCITED about.

Lazy Day...

Currently: Watching Split-Ends (Don't judge)

After careful consideration, lazy days make me feel like I have a worthless existence.

I sit around, contemplating naps or possibly eating snacks when I'm really not hungry (everyone in the house I live in has experienced this phenomenon more than once). I always complain that I have so much going on in my life during the week, but having a lazy day just makes me realize how boring life would really be if I wasn't so involved.
So touche, world! You always want what you can't have (how rude).

First Day of the Rest of My Life...

Currently: Watching Ugly Betty

As a 3rd Year Chico State (Harvard of the West) student I know, pretty much everything about life. I'm talking EVERYTHING...from cats to carburetor. So, I decided to share my wealth of knowledge with the world. So if you're reading this be prepared to be enlightened. I learn so much during this adventure called life, I can't just keep them bottled up. And you, my friend, are my captive audience (if you choose to be). It's going to be fun, you might laugh, even cry (out of laughter) but you will never be bored (this I promise you).