(Christina) Scrabble.

Yes, my blog names are getting worse. They are starting to not even make sense to me.

Ok so at the moment I don’t think it would be a good idea to try and string words together in a comprehensable way. I am also increasingly falling in love with writing lists.

So I will write some mumbojumbo things and see if sense can be made out of nonsense. I don’t think so, unless the sense was already there to start off with and was just hidden under apparent nonsense.

- Friends, balance, schoolwork                       

- Thanking God for taking care of me and giving me so much hope, clarity and positivity the past few weeks.

- Slapping oneself in the face when feeling hopeless and focusless. Hm that reminds me.. let me see if i can find that picture of an orange walking the wrong way. Found it. Look at his feet, they are facing backwards. I find it appealingly confusing.                               

- Never complain unless it is amusing or the other person can relate and therefore feel interested and can contribute to a conversation instead of a monologue.    

- Never bitch, it comes back to haunt you.   

- Give yourself a set amount of work to get done; goals promote tenacity          

- Exercise daily. It does wonders to your mental energy.

- Don't get into arguments with people; learn to laugh at oneself and remember that it looks important to make your point now, but retrospectively it is not important enough to outweigh the importance of maintaining peace.

- Learn to love the taste of humble pie    

- Eat what I want because I hate anal dieting retards  

- rubix cube    

- coffee             

- early nights   

- early mornings         

- productivity              

- getting in trouble from friends and family for being pathetic at keeping in touch

- praying (why the hell did I take so long to write this one)     

- this list is deteriorating. I'm not sure how to categorise it now.     

- mass  

- falling asleep during mass              

- talking in sign language to toddlers in mass

- Suddenly ignoring the toddlers and breaking their hearts during the consecration

- Swallowing pen lids 

- Avoiding my chemistry lab instructor because I don’t know why, but he makes me nervous, and I say things that are stupid when I am around him. For example,

Him: ‘Christina, have you finished? Why are you leaving?’

Idiot: ‘Oh no I am not have I have not yet finished my labrador …sorry laboratory, I am just going to get my calculator from outside my bag…sorry its actually inside my bag which is outside the room to calculate this calculate.. sorry calculator..no sorry calculation.’

Then again,

Him: ‘Hello Christina! Did your copper solidify?’

Idiot: ‘Yes.’

Him: ‘Where is it, I need to see if it worked.’

Idiot: ‘I mistook it for instant coffee and I mixed it with hot water and drank it.’

Him: ‘You’re a crunchy. Blonde on the inside, you know.’

Idiot: ‘No, now I’m reddish brown on the inside, because I drank copper.’

Ok, that second conversation was a bit edited, I got carried away.

This is the reason why it is always safer to convince oneself that one hates everyone; as soon as you like someone, you are a complete delinquent.

He also passed me as i was walking back from gym one day all sweaty and looking stoned, and then as if it couldn’t get worse, a bird shat on my arm just as I passed him.

Its like, maybe nature is telling me he is gay or something to save me the hassle of finding it out for myself.

Because I cant imagine nature would be ruining my chances out of spite; I am on Nature’s good side.

Apart from ripping off leaves and branches while walking past them, and stepping on ants, and watering the pot plants with turps.

(Fyi, I don’t actually like my chemistry lab demonstrator, I just like his nose and strange mannerisms that remind me of Where’s Wally. But it is enough to make me aware of my blunders infront of him, and my patheticness entertains me)

I should probably go and do my maths. I love maths, like every single time I sit down with my maths book I am in awe as to how concise and bloody neat it all is; and how there is absolutely point blank zero ‘learn by immersion’ or extra wordy sort of crap that you need to bother about.

What is the opposite of bullshit? It is that.

Hahahaha lol jokes im stuck on the first question. I hate maths, what is the point.

Burn by Elle goulding is a damn good song. Also, ‘settle down’ by kimbra.

Thankye one and all for reading.