Good Afternoon!

Hey guys!

I'm just having one of those fantastic days that requires little to no physical activity, and lots of brain activity!

I woke up the happiest person in the world today, it was one of those days where you are so happy in your warm sheets and don't mind being lazy and lying there for twenty minutes. I felt the breeze through my window above the bed and it smelled like the first day of spring. Ironic.. because it was supposedly snowing outside according to my computer. It made me think about how much I miss going outside!

I seriously feel like I can't remember the last spring or summer day I had. It feels like it has been winter for about a year now. Funny because I thought this school year was going by so quickly.

I officially can't wait for spring. I welcomed the taste I got it of this morning with a positive outlook on the day, and a familiar desire to bake some french bread. My room smells awesome.

I can say it's been a pretty productive week, tough, but productive none the less. I think my sickness is finally gone and I can start working out again! I made the awful mistake the other day of going to a spin class while under the influence of a cold. Lets just say after the class I ran into the locker room and started to hang over the sink panting and wheezing when then two people at the gym came over to try and help me. Yeah, embarrassing.

BUT, no hard feeling spin class instructor, I'll be back. I just started doing the class despite the warnings of fellow gym goers. I'm confident, I will win at spin.

So lets see, now, I'm feeling studying for weather and climatology class. It's great, I haven't studied this stuff since 6th grade and I forgot how much I loved it. I even remember making a rain gauge for a project for that class and it was like the highlight of my week to go out and check to see how many inches of rain we got. I wish I could go back to those days sometimes. Oh the simple joys of childhood.

OK, Time to get some A's.

All for now,
MW

Thursday

Okay guys, so I know I'm the most inconsistent blogger ever, which isn't something that flies with most blog followers (myself included). So for now while I'm writing for my school paper, becoming a news junkie for all my journalism classes, and just trying to keep up with life in general, I'm going to start blogging consistently on THURSDAY's. So, if you read me, which you probably do if you are seeing this, check back every Thursday for my thoughts on the world this week, who knows, maybe some actual news too.

P.s. Go see Black Swan, in the theater, IMO best movie this year (and of last year I might ad). Nominated as well, so it has to be good.

Until Thursday,
MW

ILL

I think it's time we relearn the meaning of the word ill.

Urban dictionary states the first definition of ill as an adj. meaning; cool, tight, sweet.

Today, I woke up and realized the real definition of ill is an adj. meaning; sick, gross feeling, nasty, snotty, scratchy throaty, and stomach churning.

I guess I deserved to wake up with these lovely symptoms this morning. I've basically been going around for a week telling everyone how awesome Airbourne is, and how I haven't been sick once this winter, and how I'm just so lucky to have been sneeze free since November 2009. Lame. Oh well, I guess this just reinstates my belief of karma and "knock on wood". The world works in mysterious ways.

On another topic, missing my family today, all the way on the east coast. Weird because I just came back. Shout out to my Mom and Dad who are a huge help to me even over the phone and through frequent money transfers for books. You're the best.

side note: I really need to learn how to post pictures I take up here. (No, i'm not planning on posting a picture of my sick nasty self, although I feel like that is something Chelsea Handler would do)

Book recommendation of the week: Chelsea Handler's, Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang

All for now,
MW

Uh.. cold.

23 degrees doesn't sound so bad when you look at it on your nice shiny mac in your nice warm little apartment while sitting on your cozy bed. I thought this afternoon as I was heading downtown.. "20 something degrees? I don't need my gloves." Well I was wrong. My fingers are still numb even though I'm inside now. It takes about a good hour inside a warm place to actually feel fully functional again. Lets just say I need sun.

After college I'm moving to California. I don't care what people say about California, sure the people may be way too hopped up on Vitamin D for most of us to understand their peppy and carefree attitude, we only complain about them because we're jealous. That's right I said it.

So to all of you in cold states, in cold bodies equipped with temporarily cold hearts.. I sympathize.

Fridgedly,
MW

Vacation

So I know I haven't been writing, like, at all, but it's all for good reason I promise. I am on vacation. I have six days left until I re-enter the real world that is school, and I am taking full advantage of my parents living room and big screen television until I have to make that transition again. BUT I've been really good, I'm working out most days of the week. Unfortunately, all the weight I'm losing is in areas that would be highly disappointing to a man, but that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. I feel fantastic! I've always been a fairly naturally low energy person and ever since I've been doing all this cardio, I have to say I can actually feel the energy running around in my body. I feel like I'm a battery and all I need to charge is a good run. Yeah, I know, success stories make people sick, but I just had to brag for a moment.

Other news, I went to the Mark Twain house museum on Saturday and it was fabulous! I never really cared to research into the man until my father started reading my blog and telling me that my modern day humor remind him of Mark Twain's humor back in his time. He even bought me one of those documentary DVD's to watch before we went on the tour of his house. I have to say for an old timer, Twain had a hell of style. His house was unbelievable. With help of his well cultured wife, Olivia, they pulled together a home I would wish on a thousand stars to have. It was amazing to imagine the life they had. Oh, they had central heating by the way.. living the LIFE in the 1800's.

So if Twain doesn't interest you, sorry, but it was an experience I'll never forget.

All for now,
MW

Hiatus

I know, it's been awhile.

Well, Happy new year.

I'm learning a few lessons this year already.

Lesson one:

It's great to be yourself, and to say hey, if they don't like me for who I am then forget them. But.. what I learned, after years of exposing my eccentric personality to everyone I meet, is to not give yourself all away up front when you meet someone. It's great to be open and honest but it's your little mysteries that keep you intriguing.

Also, it gives people time to ease into who you are and hopefully they end up loving you for your quirks anyways.

Can't wait to see who I meet this year..

Stay mysterious,
MW