bought a crackberry blackberry.

The Bold to be precise :). I was eligible for an upgrade and being completely honest, the phone I had prior to the berry wasn’t all that bad. I had the T-mobile shadow and it was your typical entry level “smart phone” but to be honest, the windows operating system on it was rather laggy, causing things to freeze up when say picking up a call, turning on the phone, and sending messages (specifically picture ones). SO after realizing that an iPhone (at a 90 dollar a month MINIMUM plan) was just not reasonable for someone of my income and after shopping around for other smartphones, I decided to stick with T-mobile. I’ve always had a thing for blackberrys but have just never been able to prior afford the data plan, as back when I worked as a “phone girl”, my income wasn’t that much. So after shelling out around 170$ at the store for phone, upgrade fee, and case combined AND an additional 13$ on a screen protector -sigh- she’s complete and protected and i’m pretty happy with her. The only thing i’m still waiting on is for the data plan to activate (which they said can take up to 48 hours and it’s going to be 48 hours in a few hours so they’ll be getting a call from me if it’s not on by then lol) so that has been a bit frustrating but it’ll be worth it- when it works. 🙂

As for everything else, this week is really bland. It appears that everyone else I know has midterms, yet I do not. Not that this is something to complain about, because it isn’t :). My exams are all fairly scattered and my papers are every other week however enc conferences were this week so we don’t have classes. In other words, not enough for me to worry about = bored. I made out decently at work this weekend and i’m working Saturday this week so there’s an extra day of $. Good stuff. have to make it back anyways after splurging.

Anywho i’m really sick of writing actually after the past two weeks so i’m going to stop here. I’ll probably do a photo blog or something of that sort as my next post, at least until something interesting happens.


Makes you realize the beauty of the many simple things. Such as food delivery.

It’s almost here and i’m starving O_O. shall edit this later.

eh so


today I feel...

Ash and I ended up going to his place last night just because I was really stressed and honestly couldn’t handle being home for whatever reason. To begin with, I was still feeling funny and I couldn’t really muster up any kind of appetite so that sucked, that and I had to figure out the introduction for my ENC revision project- never fun to do when you’re not feeling well. So needless to say, we ended up ordering Papa Johns buffalo wings and chicken strips..and that was dinner. Mad healthy right? Well uhm I did throw in an apple at the end so SUPER! I ended up finishing my intro draft, printing everything out and then I believe we managed to be in bed by midnight. I’m really glad we got to go to his place last night. We practically live together. It’s actually his mom’s place but she travels a lot so him and I usually end up just staying there together most of the time, we get pretty comfortable. I feel a lot better mornings I wake up next to him and that held true for this morning. I felt pretty rested thankfully- yet still off. So due to shitty traffic (and maybe we left a BIT late :P) I barely made it to stats on time and of course when I get in there what am I faced with? We’ll call her J.

So I definitely make this out to be more dramatic then it is but for purposes of blogging- why not? I mean you read this bullshit to entertain yourself, obviously. Or out of boredom. Or you may even be creepy? ha- ew. WELL in any case J is this chick i’ve known since first semester. We’re “acquaintances” but for whatever reason (maybe because she tries to make friends, like most people do, wow) she keeps making attempts at inviting me out to other places. Now i’ve really tried to bring myself out of my antisocial funk. REALLY. but the people I keep meeting just don’t seem worth it. They’re either all acting as if they’re still in high school, or they’re just not the kind of people i’d care to really associate with. That and there’s just some people you don’t hit it off with, and no offense to her- shes one of them.

So anyways I’ve been sucked into sitting next to her every class (because she saves me a seat…once again don’t know why) and that’s whatever because I guess I could use a seat sure but she kinda bothers me. Certain things she does and says exemplifies what I don’t like in girls and why I don’t have many girl friends.SO to simplify this for you, as I am rambling already , I have prepared a list

THE “What Ava does not like in girls” List

1. Grabby chicks. You know, you walk into class, put your sunglasses on the table while you’re searching for your case, grabby chick grabs them and puts them on. My issue? back the fuck off my shit. Oh they’re hurting your eyes? maybe because they’re prescription HUR DUR. next,

2. Chicks who think it’s alright to casually call you a bitch. If you’re like ” mah girl” or whatever, this is fine. You’re my bitch, i’m your hoe. Otherwise, don’t joke around about me being a bitch. Yes, I took my highlighter back from you, why call me bitch? we’re not close enough where we can have skank name wars. stfu.

3. Chicks who take and use your stuff without asking. This goes for people in general I suppose, but since I already hate chicks It goes TEN TIMES AS HARD. Don’t take the highlighter that I was just using to highlight my sociology notes and start coloring in the wings of your paper airplane with it. I take my highlighters seriously. They are expensive, difficult to maintain, and I use them frequently for things of importance. OH and the sticky page tab notes that come in my highlighter? It’s not cool to just rip one off and put one on your plane. I will steal it back and put it in my planner. If you respond by calling me a bitch, I will deem you officially a waste of my time and will make no further attempts to even pretend I like or want to hang out with you.

YES that happened today. NEXT.

4.Chicks who say “Well my major is ____ but really, I just want to be a housewife”. K SO AWESOME, glad you’re taking up the oxygen in college classrooms when your biggest aspiration is to leech off of some guy and bare his “eversoprecious” children. I’m sorry ladies I think we’ve made progress enough in the world where we can aspire to more than just being a housewife. There’s nothing wrong with wanting a family, loving kids, or wanting to take care of your husband. NOTHING. but it shouldn’t be like your life dream, imo. There’s a better way to contribute to the world than having more of yourself walking it.

5. Chicks who play with their gum. This is self explanatory. Are we twelve or something? Chew your gum, don’t take it out of your mouth, twirl it, put it back in OH! and then grab my highlighter. Awesome. being insanely germ anal as I am I now have to use my santizer to de-germ my highlighter thatyouweren’tevensupposedtobetouching. We wonder why everyones so fucking afraid of a pandemic happening. Newsflash: it’s because people don’t wash their hands or respect one anothers personal space. It’s really simple as that. If you’re coughing up blood, stay home.


So Stats went alright, as good as it could go when you can’t understand the professor. So I moved on to English and that was nothing really worth mentioning. The red death was there to greet me today and it has only worsened my mood. I need a milkshake. Someone give me a milkshake. Please.

Anthropology, which is a drag because it feels rather like a high school class (she’ll literally come up behind you to make sure whatever you’re doing is only related to her lecture and then threaten to take your name down and throw you out if its not) and although attendance isn’t mandatory I feel obligated to go, as if you don’t show up she threatens to not send you the study guide. Being as no one actually reads the book (at least that’s the vibe i’ve gotten) it’s worth it to show up if it means i’ll end up passing in the end.

After that I ended up going for lunch with my ex boyfriend. For all intensive purposes we shall call him Y. Cool right? Y is a good letter. Because I honestly don’t know Y I dated him



no he’s not a terrible guy. I can’t really damn him. We just didn’t work in any case. Oh and he’s kinda weird. yeah. We had an ok lunch and some ok conversation. He’s pretty much the only person I know who still keeps in contact with a lot of the old high school friends so it’s nice to hear what’s been going on from time to time. The only thing that sucked is that our hang out sessions ended like they usually do, with him wanting to see my mom.

Just to fill you in, my parents pretty much loved my ex, and they still do. I think. At least, every time I call them out on it they refuse to admit it , but I know they do. It’s nauseating. So, because i’m getting sick of typing and to make a long story short, my mother and I are now at war because every time Y is over she attempts to gang up on me with him (always over something stupid about myself, you know stupid flaws) and I ended up crying and shit while he was here. So great, vulnerable looking in front of Y. Fighting with my mom, and then when he left I was still miserable. What ever I give up. I need to move on and just realize that it’s always going to happen and I can’t control what my mom thinks of me or the fact that I can’t really talk to Y anymore like I used to. You lose some you win some.

This makes me want to ask however, if anyone actually ends up reading this:

Have you ever found that your family “holds” onto a past relationship of yours more than you do?

I’m not expecting a response but I guess it would be cool if someone could relate.


so tuesdays…


are usually the best day of the week for me. One class early in the morning and the rest of the day is free. I usually have the opportunity to get myself to the gym before class too. Unfortunately none of this really held true for today.

Ash and I woke up and felt like we had been hit by a bus or something so no matter how hard we tried we just couldn’t get out of bed. That and it was cold outside so it sucked (Floridians and cold do not mix). Therefore, gym was out of the question. So we decided to pick up breakfast before the morning commute and unfortunately by the time we reached our exit on 95 it was completely backed up :(. We ended up going farther down and getting off at a different one but i’m not quite sure that made a difference at all.  Our university is mostly commuter so traffic all around it is usually completely fucked.

So I made it to class and it was pleasant as usual (i’ve come to really love sociology and i’m actually considering it as a potential major) , it’s interesting enough. After that I went back home andd shortly after I had been home for a bit I was sent this:

So i’m just like awesome our day (it’s our day because its the one day where I only have one class and he has none so we usually spend it together) is shot because now he has to spend a bunch of time fixing it. That and at the same time I felt really bad for him because it’s not even his car and every single car (either one of his brother’s cars) that he ends up having to use craps out on him in some way or another and it just makes things really hard.

At the same time though I was thankful I wasn’t with him because I feel really shitty today and wouldn’t have wanted to been there to deal with it. Anyways, it took him a lot longer than expected to get it in to have the tire replaced and everything but I should be seeing him soon. I ended up driving out to the bank to make deposits from this weekend at work and while I was at it I gassed up little blue and got lunch (ate by myself *tear* lol).

Basically said: Today has been completely unproductive, i’m grouchy because this is my ring free week and i’m expecting the red death any day now, I have b.s. english homework to do for tomorrow and a rough draft due on friday, and I can’t get comfortable no matter how i’m sitting right now arghhh!


Hope everyone’s was good (or lonely or hateful if you hate it). We celebrated on Saturday as I worked Sunday (sunday night was epic). We spent the day together and went out for fondue that night at around 10 (the earliest reservation time they could give him believe it or not even though he called like a week and a half in advance). I got him this movie he’s been dying to see (The Hurt Locker?) even though he kept saying he didn’t want anything I had to get him SOMETHING. ya know?

I was spoiled. I have two new stuffed additions to my bedside family. A beautiful ring and matching necklace, not to mention my favorite arrangement of flowers that’s currently making my bedroom smell wonderful. It was all really unexpected and though I hate being treated like a princess I guess its acceptable to happen to every chick once and awhile. :P.

Anyways, I made out well at work this weekend. Most of it had to do with vday but overall business picked up on monday too so that’s good. Even though I had a perfectly good day at work last night (minus the panic attack I had within like the first hour over something personal) I still had those shitty serving dreams all last night. It was horrible 😦 not to mention I probably woke Ash up a few times from screaming something about “MY TABLES!!” or just my overall tossing and turning. Ugh. I really want my anxiety about work to go away so they will.

I’m going to try to update at least once more this week but I can’t guarantee it -sigh-. I have a sociology exam on Thursday that I have yet to study for, a revision project rough draft due on friday, and I have to bring myself to study for Statistics because I have a quiz on Friday and unfortunately my teacher has begun to suck at explaining things that aren’t basic. So i’m on my own again. Eh. I did it with college algebra, I can do it with stats.


with this piece of beauty:


waiting around for my next class to start is painful.

about this.


blindfoldyourmouth. a blog name based off of something I had said about two summers ago. i’ll let you figure out what kind of state I was in when I mumbled it.  Anywho, It stuck with me and made an excellent senior quote.

This is not my first blog, it’s one of many. To be honest, I really don’t know if i’ll end up even using it…but it’s worth a shot right? I have numerous other abandoned ones floating around the internet and none of them were really put to much use so I figure maybe now that spring semester is starting i’ll have a bit more to write about and maybe I can make a habit out of something. You know- be productive for once.