crack

I have forgotten how much I love my adderall prescription. I'm teaching myself two upper level accounting classes to complete my required 150 hours to become CPA eligible. I've gotten a LOT accomplished tonight. Since its getting late though, I'm getting loopy.

It is very hard to teach yourself classes. I was surprised by how much effort this is taking me to get this done. After 17 years of learning in classrooms, its a huge adjustment to not learn by listening to lectures, watching powerpoints and videos and doing practice problems along with a teacher.

I NEED to get this done though. Definitely got to get this prescription renewed so I can have it while studying for the CPA exam.

Sleep time!!

dork face

I hate these things but I am rather bored at the moment. You can suffer with me.

A. AGE: 23
B. BED SIZE: queen
C. CHORE YOU HATE: dusting, i get lazy and dont take things off the shelves
D. DOG'S NAME: Marley, Gracie and Jerry.
E. ESSENTIAL "START THE DAY!" ITEM: my snooze button :)
F. FAVORITE COLOR: green
G. GOLD OR SILVER: depends on the item. probably silver.
H. HEIGHT: 5'4"
I. INSTRUMENTS YOU PLAY: i used to play piano, clarinet, and flute. I only dabble with the piano on VERY rare occassions
J. JOB: soon enough, i'll be an auditor.
K. KIDS: i'm much too young for that
L. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: i'm back home for the time being
M. MOM'S NAME: Gail
N. NICKNAME: KMac . . . never have been particularly fond of that one
O. OVERNIGHT HOSPITAL STAY: maybe when i was two? doubtful though
P. PET PEEVE: socks that hit mid-calves. sick out.
Q. QUOTE: to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days. - William Shakespeare
R. RIGHTY OR LEFTY?: righty
S. SIBLINGS: one lovable butthead of a little brother
T. TIME YOU WAKE UP: i'm wayyyy too embarrassed to admit this
U. UNDERWEAR: not wearing underwear is gross and tacky
V. VEGGIE YOU DISLIKE: lima beans. ewww.
W. WAYS/REASONS YOU ARE LATE: either i've lost my keys or shoes, or i've gotten highly distracted doing something else and forgotten the time
X. XRAYS YOU'VE HAD: within the past decade, i've only had x-rays of my mouth/jaw/teeth. oh braces and dental surgery.
Y. YUMMY FOOD YOU MAKE: my favorite is probably my salmon and pasta combo. lemon. whole wheat spaghetti. basil. capers. garlic. delish.
Z. ZOO ANIMALS YOU LIKE: penguins and monkeys

very special people

I think it is safe to say I had a successful weekend.

Friday night, I managed to get in bed by midnight and I had a solid twelve hours of sleep. SCORE! If you know much about my sleep (or lack thereof) patterns, you'd know this is a rare feat.

Saturday was a blast. Rachel and I had a girly afternoon/evening and then pigged out (well, I did) on pizza while watching Anchorman.

True story: My dad asked me to record Anchorman on the dvr so he could watch it. Hilarious? Yes!

Anyways, Saturday night, Rachel and I drove into Houston to meet up with another Syracuse alum, Alex, and some of his friends (Blake and Todd). I was initially a bit nervous but it turned out being really fun. We went to the flying saucer and then shot bar. 

At shot bar, we encountered the strangest person I have ever seen. He had on a polo shirt and polo shorts. So far so good. However, he was also wearing aviators inside a dark bar at midnight and dancing like a freaking lunatic. He threw in a few fist pumps and countless head banging motions. While everyone else was dancing normally, this kid was jumping up and down. Completely ridiculous. Everything about this kid screams GUIDO! except for his attire. Soooooo strange.

To top the night off, he also felt the need to throw his drinks on people. He shook up a beer and spewed it all over everyone like it was champagne. Winner.

Todd, who is a phenomenal dancer, somehow ended up dancing with this group of loony tunes. Todd is awesome.

Today, I got to hang out with my little brother for a few hours. He's now sporting a wedding band. Barf! Might as well be wearing one of those cheesy half heart BFF necklaces. Oh . . . . .

Told ya so!

i promise i'm adopted

Today I woke up (after a brilliant amount of sleep, success!!) and decided to facebook. I found the most disturbing thing EVER. I can't even describe it, I'll just show you.

Now this isnt exactly what I saw. Underneath the title said "Blake McClendon is a fan." Dont believe me?

On a scale of one to disturbing, this is a twelve. Scratch that, thirteen.

I'm too speechless to continue on.

50% of your personality is genetic . . . i'm adopted

I'm officially selfish. It's 3am. The phone rings downstairs. My parents aren't party people so no one could have possibly drunk dialed the number. It was my little brother, Blake.

Blake, my 20 year old brother, is in the army. He's currently stationed in Germany. While I find that the army is an excellent career starter (if you aren't the college type), Blake picked the ONE job that won't help a bit in getting him a career after the army. Blake is an infantry man. This means he didnt specialize in anything and he pretty much won't get a job (minus being a cop . . . scratch that, I think you need an associates to be a cop) without a college degree. Way to go dipshit.

Blake has never been the school type. He pretty much got through middle school by my parents calling the teachers and he finished out with a GED. His high maintenance girlfriend is trying to push Blake towards law school. The next decade of his life should be rather interesting.

Oh, I forgot to mention, hes proposing to his gf sometime soon and they only started dating since he's been in the army. He's maybe been home for 5 weeks since June. I highly doubt she realizes they are going to be poor for the next DECADE.

Anyways, back to the story. Blake decided to come home for the weekend, FROM GERMANY. (If he proposing to his girlfriend, I'm going to barf.) He was taking a train and a flight I believe. Fell asleep after travelling all night, missed his flight, and now he's trying to figure out how to get home . . . for maybe a day of being here.

It sounds like my parents are going to give him the £762 to get home. If you didnt know, British pounds are even stronger than the euro so this equtes to $1,157.89. I'm pissed.

Blake is going to Afghanistan in May or June so I can understand wanting to come home but he gets a 2 week leave in less than a month!! Furthermore, its not like he'll even spend more than 30 minutes with my parents. He'll go straight to his girlfriend and blow us off all weekend.

I recognize I'm a selfish jerk. I should be worried that my only brother is going to war in less than two months, but for some odd reason, that doesnt matter at this point. I am too consumed with finding it highly douchey of him to wake my 60 year old parents up at 3am when they have to work all day and then try to spend over a thousand bucks of my parents money to come home to see his girlfriend.

UPDATE: Blake's girlfriend is picking him up at the airport and taking him straight to college station with her. He may be back on Sunday to say hi before his flight leaves. You can imagine how mad I am.

eyb: love of my life

I have been in love with Eli Young Band for years now. Their music never seems to get old.

Anywho, I was fortunate enough to FINALLY get to see them in concert at the Houston rodeo. It was AMAZING. They played this new song called Crazy Girl.

Being the creeper that I am, I have stalked out the internet trying to find out when their next album will be coming out WITH NO LUCK!! It is driving me nuts. If it wasn't for that concert and YouTube, I would never have known they have new music. I figured there would be atleast one article somewhere on the internet with info about them being in the studio recording. Anything! But NO! You can imagine my disappointment.

So during my youtubing frenzy, I found this song. Might be my new favorite Eli Young Band song, ever.

Listen to the songs. You'll be glad you did.

Cross your fingers for the new album to come out ASAP!

completely pointless

I found this quote in the last song I could see myself saying

There are guys who grow up thinking they’ll settle down some distant time in the future, and there are guys who are ready for marriage as soon as they meet the right person. The former bore me, mainly because they’re pathetic; and the latter, quite frankly, are hard to find. But it’s the serious ones I’m interested in, and it takes time to find a guy like that whom I’m equally interested in. I mean, if the relationship can’t survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for short term?

This is me.