Shocked by wood

One time I got shocked by wood. I never thought it was possible until it actually happened.

Last year during my psychology class I was being unproductive with my time so I entertained myself by sliding around in my desk because it was fun at the time. I think we were suppose to read quietly while my professor handed back tests but not me.

So while I was sliding around in my seating for about five minutes, my professor called me up to get my test. As I walked back, I touched my desk and it shocked me. My reaction was like a mixture of hurt and shock. I think yelled Ow-whoa out loud and of course the whole class looked at me.

Later on that week, when I went Psych again and I was scared to sit because I thought was going to get shocked again. So I poured water all over my desk and touched it. Don't ask me why I did that because I forgot water and electricity go together. I was just being really dumb at the moment. When my professor gave me the look I ran to the bathroom to get towels and wipe off the water.

Luckily, I haven't been shocked by wood again since but unfortunately I think I gave some of the kids in my class the impression that I'm a weirdo now.

Wet floor and a hot bowl of soup

These series of events happened over the past forty-five minute time span from the time I am writing this.

So I left the school cafe food place with a hot bowl soup. Went in my dorm then I got on the elevator and I ran out to my room to put my soup away because I had to pee really bad. Well I didn't notice the wet floor or the multiple wet floor signs so after running about three steps, I fell flat on my back with a quarter of my soup on my pants and legs. I yelled in pain and then got up real quick and ran into my room and changed. I went back out to clean up to mess before the girls on my floor came out and asked what happened. I definitely brought out my ninja skills for this situation.


Too bad my shorts were inside out, they definitely noticed that and I was about two seconds from not making it to the bathroom. Of course the weird and unfortunate things happen to me when I'm about to pee in my pants.

Ever happened to you?

This isn't my work but it definitely made me laugh.

I bet its happened to you before. Don't lie. Shame on you if you were lying. Shame.

Mirrors hurt

Ever ran into a mirror on purpose but had a legit reason because of it? Well I do.


So this summer my little brothers and I spent a week in Iowa with my older brother. I always do the typical, watch endless TV and play video games until my brain feels like it's going to explode.

On some random day, we went to the science museum and ate in Des Moines. Yes I do think museums are tight but anyways on our way back from Des Moines, I had to pee really bad because I drank four glasses of water at the restaurant, go figure.


Normally I can hold it in because I have a bladder of steel plus I hate public bathrooms with a passion. One time I didn't pee for 14 hours straight. I felt kind of accomplished about that. Maybe one day it will be 20 hours.

Anyways, my brother stopped for gas and thank god because my bladder felt like a volcano getting ready to explode at any second.

So I ran into the gas station bathroom because I didn't want to pee in my pants, at that point I didn't care that I had to pee on a nasty toilet. So I sprinted into what I thought was the stalls but instead I ran right smack into the giant bathroom mirror.

Because this is one of the stupidest things I've ever done, I literally almost peed my pants because I couldn't get up from laughing. The cool part about this story was some lady washing her hands watched the whole thing go down without telling me I was running into a mirror.

Seriously I didn't even know I was running into a mirror until I saw myself running into myself but it was too late to stop because I was running at full speed Another thing I wonder is why in the world would someone put a mirror in front of a stall? Do they think people feel the need to look at themselves when they just finished using the bathroom. I guess that's what they thought and yes running into the mirror did hurt.


Somehow I found this hilarious and I still do because I literally ran into a mirror. How I get myself into doing dumb things? I do not know. I guess I blame my bladder of steel. Oh bladder of steel, you've failed me.

my thrilling summer...not really

So quite a few people have been asking me, what do I do with my life during summer vacation when I'm home? So this is for to the people who wanted to know.

I leave for school in two weeks. So I guess I have to start to get things together for that. Ohh fun.


Well this week I was playing the the women's city golf tournament. Unfortunately I lost today in the semi-finals. I played horrible and nothing went right. I blame myself since I was the one swinging the golf club. I also had a lot of emotions built up and it never went away. I don't think my caddy knew how to deal with them ha ha.


I mean this week was the first time I started playing 18 holes this summer, so I shouldn't have assume that I'll be as awesome as last summer. My laziness and lack of golfing this summer really caught up to me this week. I learned my lesson.

The lady I played against took advantage of my situation and used it against me so I give props to her for beating me today.


Other that the women's city, I haven't done much. I spent last week at a meditation center making/cooking food for the students taking the course. It was pretty cool.


I learned that being a vegetarian for a week and then eating mass amounts of meat the next day doesn't go so well for your stomach. Keep this lesson in mind because I learned it the hard way.

I didn't really roll around in bed, it was more like my bathroom floor.

still alive

To the concerned people who frequently read this, I am dead.

First off thanks for showing your concerns but no, I'm kidding. I lied, I just took a 4 month break. No not really I lied again, I was procrastinating. I mean I've been productive with my summer. I've been golfing. I started playing tennis again. I explored Iowa State and spent the week there. I managed to run into a mirror but I'll save that story for later.


I turned 19 just a few weeks ago. Yayyy right?

No it is not yayyy.

I don't even act or look like I'm 19. That's another story I will save for later. I'm more like on the 12-13 side with a mental age of 10 or maybe 9 because 10 year olds these days are pretty extreme with their iphones and sense of fashion. Compared to me who still wants cartoon shirts, plays with toys, and loves cartoons.
 
Anyways,

The highlight of my summer so far was that I watched both the French Open and the Wimbledon without missing a day.

I just want to say that Maria Sharapova is playing great again. She's a beast. I'm proud to say I've been a fan of hers since I was 10. Dedication of a die hard fan? Very much so.

I found my 2nd and 3rd favorite players. Victoria Azarenka and Laura Robson. I like their playing styles.

Even though she was the runner up and lost in the Wimbledon final she played great.

I can't wait for the US open now.

Lazyyy

I should be working on posts right now but I'm not because I suck. I just sit and do nothing. I'm so lazy it's sad. One day I'm going to drown in my own ocean of laziness and procrastination. Saving me won't do much because I'll probably be too lazy to make an effort to get help.

Oh yeah to the people who thought I was dead. I am very much alive. You're welcome.