What happened, February?

So February is over? This whole 28 days thing really threw me off. I had a couple of assignments due on March 1st (today) that I thought I had a few days left to work on. WRONG. Last week I missed a lotta class, which you would think would lead to excellent adventures and blogging- again, WRONG. I have discovered that the best way to have a good week is to actually accomplish what you are supposed to accomplish, and enjoy yourself afterwards with that "accomplishment high" that is oh so exhilarating. Otherwise your enjoyment will just be tainted with that guilt that you really need to be doing something else, and you are just gonna suffer for it later.

In conclusion, I want to apologize for my lack of letters this week- maybe you will find it a nice break. At the rate I was going, My blog posts were going to be like Harry Potter books- enjoyable, but ridiculously long. Next week will be awesome. I PROMISE.

These Letters are from Sunday, Feb 21 to Sunday Feb 28


Dear Bow- Wish you would've stayed in my hand the entire concert. Way to FAIL.

Dear Flashmob- you guys got balls. Way to randomly get up and dance in front of everyone!



Dear Hu Hot Radio Ad- Did you just say "Hugh Hot"?

Dear Andy Hilton- HAHAHAHAHA http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GSfq07vNtw

Dear Tuesday- I got nothin.

Dear Monday Wednesday classes- I hope you missed me this week....

Dear Dad- Sorry for being such a "hater". Where do you think I get it from?

Dear Student Activities Council- Bingo? I'm not 60. Oh but I do have G-60!

Dear Jared Parson- I know you don't really hate me for dragging your butt out of bed. You got donuts. And Sunshine.

Dear Winter Olympic Spectators- Getting so rowdy that they moved last call up from 11 pm to 7 pm!? Tsk Tsk. Glad they let you off on good behavior and moved it back.

Dear Jay Leno- So I hear your guests next week when you return to your old spot will be Jamie Foxx, Sarah Palin, and the Jersey Shore cast... I could care less about Foxx, but if you could arrange it to where Palin and the Guidos/Guidettes are on the same show that would be fantastic...

Dear Exercise- I'm sorry but there are too many exercises that could be mistaken for Sexual positions. Like that guy doing crunches over there? He looks like a Chihuahua humping air.

Dear Symphony Patrons- Do I have to earn some sort of street cred with you? You look at me like I'm 13 when you come into the office.

Dear Kate- Yeah I'm a flirt. Glad that makes you giggle :P

Dear Hair Dresser- Yeah I know my hair kicks ass. These hands that fix my luscious locks are gold.

Dear Buck Teef: You make it really difficult to drink red wine properly

Dear Jonathan- I like your romance advice- "Girls wouldn't flirt with you if they weren't diggin' your chili".


Love Always,
Gnarleigh