Trojan's and BJ's

Yesterday night I had the “fabulous” idea to look up my old Xanga. I won’t tell you the user account name, but the name involved a lot of x’s, snow, and flowers. The banner flaunted this very cool motto: “We Belong Together!” And it even had this trendy pink color scheme that showed off my HTML finesse. It’s great because the site reminded me of not only how much of an absolute, funkin’ retard I was up until a few years ago, but the thing also decided to hand me a wonderful welcoming present called a Trojan (which I found out thanks to McAfee, but the damn thing refused to help since it’s “expired”). I’m not the most “tech-savvy” college student on campus, so I’m hoping (with fingers crossed and all that voodoo) that the Trojan will magically go away.

I really really should learn from past mistakes though. The last time something like this happened, I used the same old finger-crossing trick; I ended up with a wallpaper crawling with cockroaches and self-pity wallowing in a pit full of fresh cow dung. I then promptly decided that the whole “unchangeable wallpaper” deal wasn’t all that bad until the computer made this “brr brr” sound and died. Usually when machines do this to me, I:
1) Sweet-talk it.
2) Yell at it.
3) Resort to kicking it.
This time those three didn’t work, so I was forced to call Gateway services. Basically, I talked to this man with a heavy Indian accent for three hours until even he gave up and hung up on me.

Anyways, here are some things I said as a blogger back in the day:
“[ ] bought a black dress. So seckshii x]”
“hey sup to all da peepz out dere”
“I jus came bac from summa skool nd now in lik a few min I need 2 go 2 reading class nd cum bac at lik 9:30…seriously I need 2 get a life!!!”

And yes, I spelled “come” as “cum.”

As for today? Well, I went to BJ’s (this wholesale chain retail place) with a friend. I also commented to her that the place would do better if they actually sold bj’s. I think I said it a little too loudly though because old men looked at me like I was some sort of freakish prostitute.

I have two goals for the upcoming months. A) Exercise (I actually used to be a fat kid…) and B) Blog daily. Blogging is helping me rediscover me. I’m getting a feel of who I am as a writer as well as a person (cheesy college essay statement; sorry!). But more than that, it’s helping me “re-find” the fun in life. When’s the last time you can say you honestly had fun? I thought about that a few days ago, and it was actually disturbing at what an “emo chick” I had become. It’s time to laugh people. Plus, 2012 is coming up and we should all "party like it's the end of the world" (-Jay Sean...who is obviously quote-worthy...).