Melancholy and Apology

I know I haven't blogged in a long time and for anyone who really follows me (probably not anyone but oh well) I am sorry. I helped move Brudder move into his apartment, I left,  (hate to admit it) I cried, and I went home. I am so very lonely.... I love My Little Pony Friendship is Magic, but I have no one to talk to about it....I want to talk about so much, but i'm too awkward at school to just talk to people.  I lost my rubber bands to my braces so I will have to stop in at the orthodontist after school and get some more hopefully. I had a horrible time trying to download all the Brony Show podcasts on to my ipod. I'm fairly sure that all things technology like are conspiring against me. I was going to do an awesome blog post about a week ago, but the internet went down and the whole thing was gone. Today school started and I had a drawing of Pinkie Pie I made in the front cover of my 3 ring binder. I usually try to be awesome and not be a downer when blogging, but when you have no one to talk to sometime you just need to have an outlet of some sort. I feel so out of place in high school. Everyone is so self absorbed and care only for the petty things. They think not being able to find the right homecoming is like the worst thing in the world. I mean come on open your eyes! There are people starving out there. Don't you think that is a little more important than a stupid dress. I wish I could find some more people like myself. I feel like high school is just filled with people who think like this. I wish I could find some more people with substance. I am most defs an awkward person when it comes to love. I am had a sorta boyfriend for 2 years, but he was a major jerk! I love all thing romantic, and would love to date...but I never get asked so I never go out....I yet again apologize for not posting in a long time and for being such a drag pretty much through this whole blog post....I will really try and be less lameresque 

Did i ever tell u peepzulz that i decided to use blogger 4 my blog bcuz Allie Brosh uses it 4 hyperbole and a half and that blog is my inspiration 4 life

The Typical Life of the Untypical Female: Moving Brudder into his apartment part IIXXXIII an...

The Typical Life of the Untypical Female: Moving Brudder into his apartment part IIXXXIII an...: "Yesterday we started moving my brother into his apartment. I have 2 nicknames for my brother one is brudder and the other is dudezies, but t..."

Moving Brudder into his apartment part IIXXXIII and possibly some other stuff

Yesterday we started moving my brother into his apartment. I have 2 nicknames for my brother one is brudder and the other is dudezies, but that is a story for another time. So anyways we picked up his key and headed to his apartment. Now yet another side note. I will be attending the same college next year so my brudder and I are planning on sharing the apartment when I arrive (I will get the living 
 We get into the apartment and there are several interesting things going on. First off the blinds are nasty dusty in the living room area. Secondly there is like gum/and or tar on the kitchen floor (not a lot just specks), and a big purple stain on the kitchen floor in front of the fridge. This stain was particularly interesting because it was not just a normal purple but it was a royal purple. The other interesting thing about this stain is it look like some one saturated a piece of printer paper in royal purple ink and dropped it on the floor. (minus one rounded off corner of the paper)

.So my mom was cleaning the floor and I got the job of cleaning the blinds with a lysol wipe. My dad gave me this job because I was taller than my mom ergo I could do it better.....WRONG! First off I'm around 5ft 2in if not a little shorter. While yes my mom is shorter there is something else I lack that is needed in blinds cleaning, and that is being able to clean them without getting papercut like things from the blinds. Then later that day I find out after spending like 2 hours cleaning them. 


Then we went to a restaurant to eat. I decided to have a chicken cordon bleu sandwich. The chicken was rather tasteless. My brother told a joke while I was eating it and I inhaled the bread crumbs and I practically choked on them. My family laughed at me and were all like bwhahahaha how do you choke on bread crumbs. Then later the same thing happened but he choked worse and then everyone was like oh that really is bad. I was like no duh. 

(yes choking makes my hair expand)

So later that day we came home and did the vacation bible school thing with the little kids. I had like 4 little kids trying to sit on my lap all at the same time and I lost feeling in my leg. 

Possibly other stuff:

I have mickey mouse crazy straws 

I'm an intense sucker for romance novels