Take only what you need from me

Well, this is going to be random, so I will give you a moment to prepare yourself. It has been a very strange week, and so not knowing where exactly to begin I am going to wing it.

This new, fantastic guy I met? The one who had me forgetting all about whatshisname? The one who reaffirmed my notion in nice guys? Dropped me like a bad habit. Not so nice, after all. Shocking, I’m sure. I attract the absolute worst kinds of human beings, it’s official.

Moving on.

I got into graduate school. Yeah, who saw that coming? I only applied to the one. I’m torn on the whole subject – I am holding out on my internship to offer me a job. I just applied at the Museum, however, with times being the way they are, the job is expecting 200 plus applications. Chances are slim, but I’m holding out. I feel like kind of a jerk for keeping graduate school as a “back up” plan. Plenty of my friends made it their priority and others didn’t even get in. I am putting all of my eggs in one basket and I’m sort of going with it.

Dear Drexel,
Thanks for the invite, we’ll see how it goes.

Love,
AP

Speaking of the Museum – today was the culmination of my semester’s work in the education department (aka FAMILY DAY). Well, what FAMILY day wouldn’t be complete without MY crazy family showing up and causing a scene? Okay, I’m being harsh… the scene was caused before they arrived at said Museum, however, leave it to my mother to make like impossible (for everyone on earth). It’s not even worth going into detail, save to say – I will not be moving back to Briner Lane because she is dellusional and there aren’t enough perscription drugs in Mercer County to keep me from loosing it.

Sweet.

Finally, last night was the long awaited “Stache Bash” (you heard me). I was about to blow it off entirely, stay home and wallow in my own rejected despair (the me show, starring me). But, my dear friend, and his outrageous facial hair, talked me out of it. And now, I leave you with this image.

Cheers.

mustaches were mandatory