Chronic Lateness

"Chronic Lateness is a way to assert control"-- Bones

So I am pretty consistent, I am never late to answer a question that I know the answer to, I am very blunt about my opinions, I am always early or directly on time where I deem it valuable for impression or value someone's time, and I am chronically late every other time.

Yes, I think I do agree with this quotation and examination by psychologists. Being chronically late really is an indirect way of asserting control. It gives you the feeling that everyone around you has no right to an opinion of what time you arrive. Many girls believe in the idea of fashionably late, which is a phrase to explain the ideal that they are to show up to an event late enough to get attention, asserting control of the room with their image.

I think I am late often as a way to assert my own control over my life. Usually I am late because I am catching up on work, or speaking with someone important or trying my best to unwind with a movie or tv show. It never is tracked back to me sitting on my bed swinging my legs, staring at the clock mindlessly trying to be tardy. So I get to control that small aspect of my life by choosing to be tardy because I want to. And sometimes, its because I just like knowing that everyone is waiting for me. That doesn't hurt my ego one bit either.

No Bang New Year

So you know that you are really lame when you are asleep in bed, in your pajamas on the 31st of December, and you wake up to a text message update from facebook and you just figured out that its new years eve, and you are staring at a clock that says 11:56 and you are not sure if that means its about to be new years eve, or its now time for for counting down the new years. So I turn on the tv, and figure out that it is now 4 minutes down to a whole new year, meaning I need to remember to change the last digit when I write the date... and here I was just remembering to change from 09 to 10.

Happy new years... one month late. I did nothing with my weekend, I sat at home and turned off the tv to pretend like it was just another day, and ignore the reality that I am about to pack up to fly to Hawaii for my best friends wedding, and my wedding plans, sit in a pile of papers in a binder, and my perfectly manicured life that I had oh but in my dreams, is totally a fog that I was required to wake up from.

There is a reason you kiss your loved on on New Years... its just makes everything better if you start your new years in love.

Oh January... where did you go?

January has blown through like the wind. It's just disappeared and now here we are in February. Not that it matters to my blog much since it seems like I am such a crappy blog updater. My life has been taken over by my life and the turnover of my new site. So much for quitting the baby business. It seems like it can never leave me and I have some deep desire to continue it. Even though it seems like it will be the one thing that I will succeed at in this world, since Law School and Med School are all tossed up in the air. It's frustrating to say the least to know that you are just good enough to get into that one school that you really don't want to go to even though to most people its better than that other school you can't seem to get into.

January, aside from the frustrations of graduate schooling, has its perks. Lots and Lots of traveling and parties. I feel like I can't stop traveling. I have spent 3 consecutive weekends away from home. And with that 3 consecutive weekends, I have contracted some awesome horrible disease that is now ravishing my body like a flesh eating virus. Great!

But I will blog about the coolest weekends in January as follows.