I guess it all started this afternoon when I went to International Accounting to take my test. I knew the answers to the questions, but I just couldn't formulate my answers the way I wanted them. Finally, I finished, and I took my test up to the teacher's office, where she informs me that I have the highest grade in both of her classes and that I made a perfect score on the current event papers.
This is International Accounting, guys.
This is the class I complain about all the time on this blog.
Do you see the irony ever so prevalent in my life?
So then I went home, and I didn't feel like cooking, so I just heated up tomato soup and ate it with bread and cheese. I had planned to work on a Knapp audit case, but I just got SO tired at like 6:30.
So instead of working on Knapp, I took a nap.
And then, I woke up, and I had a strong urge to color.
But I had no coloring book.
So I drove down to the Dollar General by the park and spent like 30 minutes just looking at all the stuff there. I was really close to buying a Lisa Frank coloring book, but I was like, Nah- that'd be going too far.
Because, you know, buying a coloring book at all isn't.
I have the attention span of my nephew.
*I can say that now*
But I still bought an animal coloring book, a brand spanking new 64 pack of crayons, hand soap that smells like grapefruit, a candle that smells like Hawaii, and matches.
Oh yes. MATCHES.
And I thought about buying alcohol, because I can do that now, but I realized that even if I did go into one of those scary package stores, I wouldn't know what to buy. I don't know how to make drinks.
This is a graph explaining everything I know about alcoholic beverages:
The more colorful it is, the tastier it will be.
And that's about it.
I'm going to have to take a vacation and learn how to make a mean Harvey Wallbanger.
Whatever that is.So then I went home and colored and listened to music for like an hour.
My senior year of college is turning out to be like my senior year of high school.
When you're so bored and burned out and all you can think about is reverting to childhood and the things that make you happy at your core.
Can't go back now,
TWS
That's awesome. I still color sometimes, although it's usually when I'm mad. I switched to colored pencils and detailed shading though, so it takes a LOT longer, but the result is more satisfying.
ReplyDeleteAnd about the attention span: I gave Buddy a 1 minute, 30 second piano lesson this morning before we left the house. He seemed to get it. I pressed G with one finger, and then he did. :) Success! At 11 months!