a librarian and a English teacher walk into a bar...

i'm just going to pitch a tent and move into the library. not that i'm complaining.. i love the library :) 

as i've said before, i often fantasize about being a librarian. 

today i didn't have my western civ class. we were supposed to come to the library and look up topics for our research paper. i went to eat lunch with Rachel and one of her cooking chums. now i'm in the library checking Facebook, blogging, and then! i will start working on school work. ( you can clearly see where my priorities lay.. esp., since i'm listening to music on top of all of that) 

i'm not quite sure what i set out to blog about, however, isn't that the beauty of this blog? most of the time there is no point and you still enjoy reading it. and if there is no point, sometimes i find a point in the midst of typing away like a crazy women. 

we have been going over comma's in English for the past week. worksheets, lecture's, the whole nine yards. it struck a thought in me.. what would my teacher say if he read my blog?

would he freak out and have a heart attack because of all the grammar errors i make? not to mention all the misspelled words. not saying i'm going to ask or try to clean my act up on here.. well maybe a little. i mean if i do ever decide to seriously write something, i'm sure good grammar will come in handy. but who knows? i can't even get two pages into a story without boring myself to tears. i'm not very good at making up stories.

now a lie, that's a different story;) 

Libraries = Love

I often refer to my thoughts as a CNN news reel. Things just looping aimlessly around my brain and I can't seem to grab one thought and just focus on it. Too much going on I suppose. I've been like that a lot recently. Just sitting around thinking and thinking and not producing anything of value from all the thinking. I have found through all this thinking that I am pretty selfish. Or at least I am labeling myself that way here lately. Because everything I think about is about me. I'm the center of my own universe. True for a lot of other teenagers, its called the teenage fable. Everybody goes through it..err at least most people go through it, some of us however, get stuck there and don't know how to get out!

*Random Nasty Fact: I have super bad dandruff. I try not to pick on people with bad dandruff because I suffer from it. When I say suffer I mean suffer. My poor scalp is always dry and itchy and no matter how much baking soda I use, or head and shoulders I use its always bad. And to top it off my hair is really dark, so it just shows up even better! If I move my head to right way sometimes its like a freaking snowfall. yuck!

anyways, back to me... (see! teenage fable.)
I think I have decided that I want to be a librarian. I love books and I think I'd be good at that job. I still want to write of course, but these days everybody wants to write and I have this fear that I wont be the literary Lady Gaga. So a librarian is a more practical career. My motivation comes from my undying love for books. I get excited about trips to the library and in the book store is where I spend the bulk of my money on shopping trips. Also because at the local library here in town the librarians are evil! They are always sour faced, and when I have late fees they are even worse! Except this one nice black lady, who I've known for forever, she's great. Every time I see her she smiles and makes nice small talk. She was even proud of me for going to the library on my own when I first got my license and car. (toot toot!) When I go into the library I get excited about reading and finding new books, so I expect the librarians to feel the same way. I will always be excited for people who willingly go the library and plus I really want to do story time with young tots!
I can picture running a huge library with two or three floors and a big stair case in the middle. With dark wood and mahogany carpeting and a fireplace in the reading rooms! Yes, by now I know you are saying "this girl is weird" and I know. But I embrace it!

Toot toot!

" if you don't have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all."
Here lately all I have to say is pretty much doom and gloom.. but when have I ever been good at keeping my mouth shut? That's right.. never.
On top of being stressed ( I hate saying that, I feel like I'm 40) I have been so annoyed and edgy. I know its not my period and negative feelings often arise from me when I'm in a state of depression. I could self diagnose myself as being a little depressed these past few weeks.
... well now I don't really feel like wondering down that wretched path. It's too frustrating and dirty.
Some things have been ok.. I just finished a pretty good book. And u have been mulling over the idea of being a librarian. Which would be awesome and quiet frankly excites me! I think I would be an awesome librarian:) not to toot my own horn, but " toot toot!"

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