Disappearing Pants and The Hypocritical Situation

This morning I awoke to find my pajama pants had disappeared. Naturally, I was confused. I ended up finding them later in the day, but this has gotten my to finally realize that yes, my pajama pants are too big.
It's not that I've gotten smaller though. It's just one of those things where the elastic has stretched out from over wearing them. Bah.

Instead of talking about a thing I've learned from fictional characters, today I'll be talking about things I've learned due to the influences from the women in my life.

1. Women are hypocritical, plus they contradict themselves like crazy and
2. No matter how much you doubt it, you will probably have many similarities to your parents.

I bring this subject up due to what I was talking about yesterday. Yes, I was worrying about money, but I was still in the mindset of, "It's my responsibility, I will pay for it." And I still am. Therefore, when my mom started texting me today about paying for my things, of course I shot it down with that mindset. Is it pride? Perhaps, but as soon as I started refusing, I realized something: I'm becoming my mother more and more.

Let's come up with an example, shall we? Say that I'm talking to my mom about a car. She'll start out by saying something like, "I don't know if I can even afford this car that we're driving now." With that, I'll start talking about savings or something. She'll instantly say something like, "Oh, we're perfectly fine on money! I don't know why you worry so much." You see that contradiction? How she talks about everything. Now I do the exact same thing.
It's not only habits like that that I've seen picked up. Other habits are my sister's habits, which I occasionally dabble in as well. My mom will quote things like crazy. She ends up sending me random texts that are something she heard that she thought was funny. Guess who does the exact same thing, but to a much more extreme level?
My sister. I've gotten many bizarre quotes (that are from things we both love) through mostly text, even through phone calls. Such as:

• Winning!
• It was my twin.
• Brought your favorites!
• Heeeeeeeeeeey brother.
• Who is this hermano?!?!

Ridiculous. As for the women contradicting themselves, I've seen this happen all of the time. A classic version of this has been, "Oh my gosh, you're so skinny!" and then dissing themselves while they're the exact same size. I've seen women say, "That's not healthy" to something you're eating while they eat a doughnut. Gossiping can be a contradiction in some situations! Women are crazy. I should know, I am one.

This day just was a study study day. Oof. Well, not much else to say. Night!

Are you similar to one of your parents? Or are you extremely different?

What Makes the Perfect Mom?

Today was Mother's Day, and I'd like to think that everyone either spent time with their moms or sent them love any way they could.
With the idea of Mother's Day, it gets a person thinking. Just what makes the perfect mother? Really, the answer to that is different for everyone. For me, my perfect mom doesn't need to know how to cook the perfect meal. She sometimes can make dirty jokes that make you cringe and laugh at the same time. She doesn't always tell you what you want to hear, but sometimes tells you what you need to hear. She helps you out even when you say you don't need it (but in reality you do). She wants you to go for your dreams, but she wants you to look at things realistically. She's not trying to be negative, she just doesn't want to see you get hurt. The perfect mom isn't truly perfect. If she were, it wouldn't feel like she was as special. The perfect mom forgets things sometimes. She says things that can be really awkward.
But she's still perfect.

You may look at that and think, "What? Those are weird things to say about your mom being the best mom." Yet, I know if you listed off things for why your mom is the best, I might look at and think, "What the heck? I'm glad my mom isn't weird like that."
For instance, I just watched the movie Babies. Other than ogling at the adorable actions of some of the babies, I watched some of the parenting skill with absolute terror.

• (Is it really a good idea to sit in a hot tub with a baby?
• Why... Why did she wipe that there? I'm gonna throw.
• The little guy is out there all alone! What are you doing?)

See? Even in different cultures, different cities! The right way to be a mom (or dad) can be seen in different ways. I know that I wouldn't have the first clue how to be a mom.

I love my mom, just the way she is. I get annoyed sometimes and I know she gets annoyed too, but that's just life.

Speaking of today, I decided to go down to the hometown to go to lunch and a movie with my mom. Somehow, I ended up getting help filling out forms, and getting food to bring home.

Oh mom.

If you have a mom, or maybe two moms, or maybe two dads, or whatever you have. Whoever raised you, don't just show them love on one day. Remember how awesome they are everyday.

What makes your mom special?

Car Troubles, Contradictions and Summer Classes

Well, today certainly had an interesting start to it!

I woke up at 7:25 AM, went to the bathroom, and when I returned to my room I saw that I had missed a call on my phone from my mother. Before I could even look at the text message that was also sent, the phone rang again. It turns out that my mom's car broke down in C-town and she needed me to drive down to pick her up so she could use the van. I was able to get it to her, but what a crazy way to start out the morning.

It stinks because she just got the car checked up, and the van was just fixed. "I guess we'll have to get a car sooner than later... even thought we don't have the money," she muttered. See? It's phrases like this that make me freak out about money. She'll try to comfort me in other situations when I start saying I should be concerned about money, and she tells me not to worry. Then she goes and says something like this. My mother is the queen of contradictions.

As for the rest of the day, I signed up for Financial Aid for summer classes. Yes, I'm taking Spanish to get it over with. This will clear up a huge chunk of time needed for the rest of my school years, because I'll need all of the room I can get the next few years.

15 hours of Spanish every week? Oh joy. The biggest downside to this is that it'll be hard figuring out a work situation, but I'm lucky enough to be able to work for my mom if needed. Which seems to be the case.

Welp, time for me to head off to bed. Night!

Have you ever taken summer classes? What were the classes?

Spring Break Adventures

It's not easy adapting to change. Even if that change is getting back to your regular schedule of life.

I hope everyone out there had a lovely spring break, or week in general! I know mine was quite a nice for the most part. More on that later.

I don't think I actually ever mentioned it before, but I went to Cabo San Lucas for spring break. In all actuality, I didn't end up doing much while I was down there, but that's exactly what I wanted. I soaked in the sun. I looked around at little shops.

I drank ridiculous fruity drinks. Really, those are all pretty good ways to spend a week.

I didn't do much buying in the stores, but my mom sure did. She gets a little excited. For example, here are just a few sunglasses that she bought. She bartered for them, so why not get a lot?

That's half of them. And this is just sunglasses.

One of the things I didn't realize before was how many fruits and veggies I actually eat. I know that I'm not the type to go all natural. I will eat types of foods that healthy foodies shun to the depths of nutrition purgatory. Still, my diet is pretty clean. Having almost everything in Cabo covered in cheese? Not so much. I did have some delish eatings there.

I spent the time on vacation with my family, some of my aunts and uncles, and some family friends. One thing that happens when you get my mom together with her sister and acting all goofy? Over-quoting of things such as this:

Or this:

Or many dirty jokes. Yes, that's my mom, and I love her. Even if she's a goofball.

As for moving around, I guess I did do some activities: Whale watching and a few runs.
First, I don't have the pictures on my camera from the whale watching, but there are pictures. Too many, really. That was just cool because we saw whales breaching. There were three all at once with a baby too! Cool.

I did run a few miles over the course of the week, but it was a HUGE difference from how much I usually run. For the most part I ran on the treadmills, but one day I ventured out on the beach. HARDEST RUN OF MY LIFE. And it wasn't even over 2 miles! On the way back I ran in the city, just because it felt like a punch in the gut on the beach. I like running in the city a lot more, simply because there's so much to see, and I like reactions from people.


Running by the Marina? I think yes.

I love being on vacation, but I'm glad to be home. My body is seriously off-kilter.

I do have more stories to tell, but they have to wait until tomorrow! Right now, I have to get to sleep. I am exhausted, part of the reason being what I'm going to talk about tomorrow. Which will also intertwine a Thing I Have Learned From Fictional Characters. Now doesn't that sound fun?

What do you like to do on vacation? Would you rather chill by the pool or go out to do something physical?

Forgetting What I Was Thinking, After Race Motivation and Mom Chats

As I've most likely said a million times, when I'm going through the day, I think of a million things to talk about in the ol' blog. Sadly, I tend to forget a lot of what I wanted to say until I've already pushed that post button. It made me wonder: is it better to post in the morning? Instead of talking about everything that happened in the day in the evening, what would recapping it the next morning be like? Has anyone else out there tried it? What are your thoughts?

You'd think that there would be no downsides to completing my half marathon, but there's one that I've been noticing this week. Since I have nothing I'm training towards, it's hard to figure out what to run. Should I start running everyday? Or maybe the schedule I had was perfect. What about mileage? I'm guessing I should sign up for something. I did have one race catch my eye that's a 15k on St.Patty's day where your medal is part bottle opener.  I feel like the next step that is somewhat an obligation is to run a marathon, but I require more... motivation. The truth is, I really would want my cousin and my sister to train and run one with me in October... how to convince?

Earlier this evening I spend a couple hours in a Taco Del Mar talking with my mom. At first, I thought "Wow, how cool am I to be spending a Friday night hanging out with my mom." But you know what? It was actually quite nice. Funny how when I started college, I got a lot closer to my mom. I've heard this happens. Also, I feel like moms are just programmed to listen to their kids blather on and on, because somehow my mom was able to listen to me talk all about myself for the most part.

Let's finish up this post, shall we? Does anyone watch Community out there? I just watched last night's episode last night and SPOLIER
*Shirley is pregnant with Chang's baby WHA-*
SPOLIER END

Yeah. I love shows I can obnoxiously quote, and that's totally one of those shows.
"Kettle Corn? That's a fun-time snack!"
How do you get re-motivated after a race/whatever you accomplish?

Worries about School, Ridiculous Scenarios and Things That Moms Say

I have come to realize that Wednesdays are my busy days. Wowee. For some reason my teachers seem to think that it's a good idea to give even more work as time passes. Some teachers think they're the only ones who give homework, don't they?

Pretty much all day I worked on homework, woo hoo. Lately I've been getting the feeling that I'm reverting back to my early high school days, yet I've been doing a lot more work. You see, I did not do very well in school during my early years. It was okay, but definitely not spectacular. I just feel like all of the work I'm doing isn't adding up. I want A's, dangit! I could be worrying about it too much, but I can't help it.

All day I was stressing and working, freaking out about school and such. Then, right after stepping out of the shower, the fire alarm went off at 7:30 at night. I grabbed a coat from my room and headed outside, towel still on head and nothing underneath. Some people might think that this would tick me off, but you know what? It actually made me... cheery. It was just such a ridiculous scenario, that I couldn't help but smile. Seriously, I looked like a flasher! How goofy is that?

My mom borrowed my car today, and I talked to her for a bit. Sometimes my mom can be a funny lady. We're talking about school or something, and she stops mid sentence and says,
"Hey. Have you tried getting together with that guy?" *guy at the main desk downstairs*
"He's got a girlfriend. I know right?"
"Dang. I just saw his face and thought, 'Oh ho?' What's with this school?"

Ah, mothers. Gotta love them.

In other news, I am terrible at sewing. Anytime I go into my costume design class I feel like an idiot because for some reason, I can't work a sewing machine. I believe tomorrow will be a day of Internet teaching videos. Curse you french seams!

What goofy scenario have you been caught in recently?

Tuesdays, Mrr Weather, and Messiness

Tuesday has never really been a lovely day in my book. There's not much to be amped up for since you still have the rest of the week's work to do, and you don't have that high from the weekend that you did on Monday. I try to like it because I was born on a Tuesday, but there's still not much appeal.

Speaking of birthdays, today is my mom's birthday! She also has her last class for her masters today. Happy birthday mom!

Mrr weather is not appropriate for dead week. If you're wondering what mrr weather is, it is the type of weather where you look outside and simply mutter "mrr." from under the covers. This weather is definitely not helpful for the case of writing an essay.(Is that all I talk about?)

Right now, the room is atrocious. Not pleasant at all. By the room, I don't just mean the scary side (AKA the room mate's) but my side. When coming back to campus after Thanksgiving, I managed to get a lot of clean laundry. Has this been put away? No, it has not. Other than than, I at least still have a desk with room to put things on it such as my computer.

What do you do to get yourself pumped up to work when the weather is blah?