It seems I haven't written (typed) on here in, um, a year or something.  It sort of makes one reflect, like at New Year's.  I never cease to be amazed at the pace of our lives and what types of substantial changes can take place in such a short span of time.  Maybe I'm somewhat alone in this, but I doubt it.  I might be a sicko though, tending to enjoy major upheavals from time to time.  I think they're what keep me awake... I'm a bit laid back to say the least.

Most recently, I decided (finally) to go back to college.  It's truly amazing what two years of low pay and low respect will do to one's motivation level.  I find it sad that I enjoy doing math homework over any of the jobs I've held over the last couple of years. (I'm a communication major).

So, here I am, nearing a new jumping off place in life, and I'm thrilled.  Like I said, maybe I'm a sicko.  I really hope I never lose that sense of curiosity of life that makes me constantly wonder what's out there.  I think I'd seriously be done at that point.

Since I guess the point of blogs is to rant and rave like someone out there is listening, or maybe just to blow off steam, I have some complaints.  What is up with people on the bus having a lack of logical sense?  Now, I'm not a small girl, especially these days.  (College wasn't good to my pysique).  I just wanted to state that to begin.  I'm not small, so I've got some wideness in the bus seat already.  Well, earlier this week I was already seated on the bus on my way back to my car on the commute home  The bus was filling up, not terribly, because I don't get off until 7 pm, but the seats were getting taken up after a few stops.  At one stop this woman gets on (reminder: I'm on the more chubby side) and she's quite a bit larger than I am.  Now I realize that sometimes you have to sit by people you don't know.  I don't like it, but I accept it because public transportation is my option economically.  Well, there were others alone in two seats just like I was, only they were more petite.  This didn't seem to matter, the woman, of course sat by me.  Well, I guess I should say on me.  I started getting that throbbing feeling in my leg because the circulation was being cut off.  Anyway, I said all this to say:  if you're overweight, don't pick another overweight person to sit next to.  Just don't.  Try to even things out a little.

That is all.