Blame the maid

People have the tendency to blame others for their mistakes and wrongdoings. Of course that includes me as well. I remember this one time when I stayed at a hotel with my aunt and cousins at Reno I couldn't find my iPod charger/wire when I knew I had packed it. The only solution to this was: THE HOUSE CLEANING LADY DID IT. I was so mad at the time because quite frankly, one would expect more out of a four star hotel. So, of course I felt like an idiot when I found my wire in the side zipper of my duffel bag three days later. To this day I still haven't heard the end of this. Every time I misplace something (cell phone is the most common) my aunt and cousins give me a hard time about it, "Hey, maybe the house cleaning lady stole it!" -_- such a supportive and caring family I have right?

This just made me laugh. And you know, speaking of whales, I've been watching a lot of killer whale attack videos on youtube after reading an article about Tilikum on yahoo. I mean... they're not called "killer" whales for no reason... I wonder whose bright idea it was to stick them in SeaWorld, ride on top of them like horses, and feed them dead fish (which have very low nutritional value, just sayin). Oh and by the way, did you guys see pictures of the exploding whale in Taiwan in 2004? Delicious right? Haha, apparently something rotten was going on inside that thing. Poor little scooter all covered in guts.

I'm cold.

My brain hurts.

I want to barf.

I need to pee.

F my life. BUT reservations HAVE officially been booked. Like I said, I'm irritated. Time to abandon ship or well, house in this case. I know, this is what I do... run away instead of deal with my problems. It's so sad that this is going to be my birthday gift to myself I would much rather buy a PS3, new earphones, and an iPad with this money (yes, that is indeed how expensive it is; we're going high class suite-status here people), but at this point I think the greatest gift that I could possibly give to myself is a week or so of unhindered peace especially since all midterms fall on that week (can you believe they only let you stay for 7 days? what the freak man, what is this? how can they make money like this?) Anyway, if I'm still irritated after a week I'll just extend my stay (because apparently you can do that; I'm so confused). And if a cleaning lady steals anything... well, I'll be sure to let you guys know.