The life of a hermit.

I've discovered something about myself this weekend.

I'm a hermit.

But that's not really surprising at all.  I didn't do much hanging out in high school, and I hardly left my house this summer, but that was because I didn't feel like seeing those people. Now I'm back at BYU and I actually do like the people, but I'm too lazy to make the effort to be social sometimes.  (It would really help if we had a car). After a long week of school and work all I want to do is sit around a waste time.  I swear I can hear my couch calling out to me saying, "Sit on me!  I'm so comfy and soft.  Don't be social, be lazy!"  And I obey. 

This doesn't happen every weekend, but it's not rare either.  Last week my roommates and I were going to go do stuff with some other friends, but it got complicated and plans kept on changing, so we just bailed.  Instead we drew pictures of pokemon and colored.

That picture didn't take a long time to draw, but it took FOREVER to color.  If you can't tell, there's a lot of shading and other artistic stuff goin' on there. 

This Friday was a hermit day also.  Meghan and I stayed home and did a lot of stupid things.  First we made gourmet ramen with eggs and peas for second dinner.  (I'm proud to say that was the first time I've had ramen since school started).  Then we spent about an hour on reddit.  Just looking at really cool things like this.

Then Meghan introduced me to omegle.  It's where you can chat to strangers on the internet.  People go on omegle for different reasons, but we were there to troll.   We thought we were pretty funny, but the people we talked to would probably disagree.  Most of the conversations ended when they found out I wasn't there to talk dirty.  (Lots of classy people use omegle).

He didn't get my joke :(

Ouch. 

Apparently there is something wrong with mormons.  He didn't want to talk to me:(

How come they don't see the humor?

I have a problem with correcting people's spelling.

He didn't even say hi first.  Rude.

Why did he disconnect?  I was PERFECT for him.

Hahahahahahahah.  I loved using this one.

Sometimes you'd find other people there to troll too, but mostly the people hated me.  It was fun.  You should try it sometime.  Just don't give away personal details, there are a lot of scary people out there.  (I'm sure you already know that, but I don't want to be the reason some stupid girl gets abducted by a creepy 60 year old man).

Why would I want to go out and flirt with hot guys when I can chat to weirdos on the internet?  Wow that sounds really pathetic.  I don't care.  It was fun.

Really important things, and more crappy phone pictures

This is sad.  I feel like I never have time to blog anymore because I'm always busy.  I'm either sleeping, studying, homeworking (just invented that word), going to class, exercising, or working.  But seriously, that's basically all I do on the weekdays.  Whenever I have free time I feel like I should be studying.  College can be annoying like that.

But today is Saturday.  And that means I'LL DO WHAT I WANT.  So I'm gonna blog.  Just about what's been goin' on in my life since I haven't done that for awhile. 

Things that are going on in my life that mean nothing to you and everything to me:

1)I'm running the Halloween Half Marathon.  Yep.  It should be interesting.  I already have two black toes, so I must be doing something right.  I mostly want to run in this particular event because we can wear halloween constumes.  I'm open for suggestions.

2)  Provo is ugly except for the mountains.  I've gone biking twice in Utah, and both times I rode on a trail up the canyon.  I wanted to cry it was so pretty.

Wait, you don't bike next to waterfalls? That's weird.

Well, it's much prettier in person.  All I had was my phone.

3)  I hate my Sociology 310 class.  Yeah, so I'm taking two sociology classes this semester because it's my major, but I discovered that I kind of hate it. My 310 class is basically a philosophy class and it makes me want to die.  Want to know the differences between Hobbes and Locke?  Locke is the religious version of Hobbes.  That's about it.  Okay, well I could also compare and contrast Hobbes and Locke with Kant and Hegel.  Would you like me to do that?  Of course not, because it sucks.

On a side note: we're currently learning about Karl Marx and he's the first philosopher I actually agree with.  I'M A COMMUNIST.  Just kidding, but really.  If you disagree with Marx, you basically have no heart.  My professor explained that the ideal communist society according to Marx would be the set up of Star Trek.    It didn't take me long to realize how nerdy my class was.  But think about it; Star Trek is totally communist.  And awesome. 

4)  I recently decided I want to be a teacher.  So even though I hate my Sociology class, it gave me the mental breakdown I needed to figure out what I actually wanted to do with my life.  And I decided on high school language arts teacher.  Don't laugh! That's insulting.  But I can understand your confusion since I hated school so much.  I always told myself I would never be a teacher and then I realized that I actually would like to be a teacher.  I hated a lot of things about high school like the cliques, drama, bad teachers, and math.  But if I'm the teacher I don't have to deal with those things.  I lied.  I'll never escape that, but at least it's not middle school...

I also plan on being the cool teacher.  That's really all I want.

Sick of being Single

Warning:  This post may end up being a rant.  I will try to control myself, but I can make no promises.

Do you know those girls who always have a boyfriend?  It doesn't matter if they just ended a relationship a month prior, chances are they have another boy lined up.  I can never see anything spectacular about these girls, but somehow they always have a boy.

Well, guess what.  I'm not one of "those" girls. 

I have never been, nor will I ever be, and that's ok with me.  But for heaven's sake, can't I have some of their luck every once in awhile?  I'm not saying I want a serious relationship (because I don't), but that doesn't mean I wouldn't like a little excitement in my life.  I just want a chill relationship with a nice guy that happens to be hot.  Is that too much to ask?  Probably, considering every other girl here wants the same thing as me.

For you to fully understand my frustration, I'm gonna have to go back to my High School years.  Shiver.  First off, since I'm mormon I wasn't allowed to date till I was 16.   So technically, I wasn't dating till the middle of my Sophomore year.  Correction: I wasn't allowed to date till my Sophomore year.  Until then, I blamed the lack of romance in my life to the dating rule.  Then I realized that I wouldn't have had any romance even if I had been allowed to date.  Like I said, I'm just not that kind of girl.

I was only asked to a school dance twice, and it was by the same guy.  (He asked me Freshman year, but I had to awkwardly decline).   I never had a real boyfriend either.  (I'm not counting summer flings).  I went through High School single, and just assumed it was because no one was interested.  Then the end of senior year was fast approaching, and we started to vote for Senior Superlatives.  I ended up tying with another girl for the "most attractive" superlative. 

Proof that I was the "most attractive" girl at my school.

Yeah, I know you're surprised; so was I.  It was quite the compliment, and I was flattered, but then I got mad.  If guys had been interested, then why hadn't any of them tried to date me, let alone talk to me??  GAHHHHHHHH!!!!  Oh, and today a kid from high school started talking to me on facebook chat.  After just a couple minutes he went out of his way to tell me he had had a crush on me all through high school.  Thanks dude, but why are you telling me this NOW?  I must be cursed.  All I know is that weird girls get boyfriends, and pretty girls get boyfriends, but I can't get one of those if I tried.  People tell me, "But Kristen, boys are just intimidated by you!"  Bologna.  I know a crap answer when I hear one. 

Now I'm at BYU, surrounded by hot guys and I'm still as single as it gets.  But I really should be blaming myself.  I have a problem with flirting because I find it obnoxious and annoying, so I avoid it.  So basically, guys don't know if I'm interested in them or not.  Here's the hint guys: if I talk to you in person a little more than the other guys, or I add you on facebook, I'm flirting with you.  That's about it.

That's going to change though.  From now on I'm going to actually try and let guys know I'm interested, and maybe I'll see some results.  My first victim is going to be the new hot guy that works in the dishroom.  I only saw him last Thursday and it was his first day so chances are he quit, but I'm hoping for the best.  I'm pretty sure I sat next to him last year in the Stats lab, so I can use this to my advantage.  Now all I have to do is choose which awesome conversation starter I should use.

Option 1:  "Hey, I remember you from last fall in the stats lab."

•   Nope.  Creepy.

 Option 2:  "Hey, are you bad a statistics?  Because I swear I recognize you from the stats lab."

• Nope.  Insulting.

Option 3:  You're hot.  Want to date me?"

• Nope.  Chuck Testa.

 Yeah, we'll see how this goes. Wish me luck.

For now, I'm just Forever alone.   Ok, I really need to stop with these meme references...