it's really not the end of the world.

So I didn't have the best of days today. Cue that David Powter one-hit wonder,"Bad Day" song. At least that guy has that song...people like me will play it after they have a bad day. Haha.

I started my day off with Weezer, iced tea, and a red velvet cupcake. Cupcake for breakfast, freaking good choice. I don't know why things decided to go wrong. I mean, I guess it wasn't that wrong, it was just kind of inconvenient.

My phone froze while trying to receive a call. I had to take out the battery to restart my poor phone, which has also suffered a drop from my hand in the last few days. The thing just feels so plastic...I kind of want a new phone, but I don't need a new phone. Oh, and the damn phone decided not to receive some calls too for a few hours, I guess.

A couple hours later, my computer stopped connecting to the wireless network at school...even though it was connected fine for the entire day before it.

I was at school until 10pm tonight. I didn't get home til around 10:30pm. I still have to complete a bunch of GMAT hw for my GMAT test prep class at 10 am tomorrow (or today). When I got home, I found out that my MacBook's AirPort was having trouble connecting to my internet at home too. So I repaired the AirPort but it just makes me sad that it's having problems and the computer's like a month old. Maybe it's time to go to the Apple store...if I can even find time to go to the Apple store. I feel like I need to pencil in the simplest things in my schedule.

I don't get why I end up so busy. It's overwhelming and I'm getting tired. I'm only in 12 units of class...and only 11 of those units are in class instructional. I don't even spend 11 full hours in class a week. I probably spend closer to 8 hours in class. I only work 10 hours a week...when I don't skip work for a group project or some other important reason, like a doctor's appointment. Some days I feel like a chicken running around with its head cut off.

And then, at the end of the day, when I'm frustrated that technology hated me that day, and I wasn't really connected to anyone by means of phone or internet for like 6 hours, I realize...it's really not the end of the world. Yeah, it sucks, but suck it up, move on. Get on with life. Tomorrow's a new day. There are people who are in crises right now that are far more serious. Children are dying of hunger, people are caught in brutal civil wars. You don't have to look far, people are suffering in one way or another. How many people became unemployed today and had to go home to their five children and explain that it's gonna be harder to make ends meet? To think that I get upset because my phone fails, or my computer fails, is so trivial. I have a good life, I've always been incredibly blessed. I'm not going to take that for granted. I'm a firm believer that things happen for a reason...and even if I don't get why it happens, I think I'll figure it out in due time.

At the end of the day, I remember, I'm just a tiny speck in a world of over 6 billion people.

And that's enough preaching...

five, four, three, two, one...

BOOM!!!

Hear that? That's the sound of my mind exploding. Like that old school Eve and Gwen Stefani song "Let Me Blow Ya Mind." Only difference is that I don't have a cool ATV to roam around on like they did in that music video. I did go ATV-ing once in Kauai, HI. Remember when Ozzy Osbourne got into an ATV accident and it was on his reality show and he got seriously injured? Yeah well, that one time I went ATV-ing, I think I almost flew off my ATV. We were going through the tropical shrubs and stuff and there was a narrow dirt path and I didn't turn my ATV fast enough so the front wheels started going up the lip of the dirt path. This is like 30mph and I'm a novice ATV rider. So anyway, I felt my whole body lurch forward, like almost over the handlebars but I turned the steering column as fast as I could. For the rest of the trip, I watched the road and didn't accelerate as crazy on the turns. Damn, I could have ended up like Ozzy.

Anyway...I digress. My mind's exploding. I can't fathom stuff anymore. Talk about making the most of my last semester at Pepperdine. 3 months til graduation. Craaaaazy talk! I'm nervous. Scary economy. Gotta jump on that job hunt bandwagon along with all those unemployed Americans.

I'm kind of excited for the next 10 years of my life. For the first time I don't have a solid plan in action. Things will have to just go with the flow.

So it's the end of January and I still have yet to accomplish or at least, begin to accomplish any of the goals that I set for myself this year. I'm such a slacker.

Today I was in class and I was going through DeviantART looking for vector style artwork that can be used as wallpaper on my new computer. So anyway, I realized I had a DeviantART account that I made 5 years ago back in 2003 at the ripe young age of 16. It was kind of ridiculous to see my blog posts on that thing and see what my interests and worldview were like 5 short years ago. Blast from the past, man. I was so innocent and closed off...more like oblivious. I didn't know chicken salad from chicken shit.

I feel like doing something dangerous. I started a blog...dangerous enough? Stay tuned for more non-sequitur thoughts.