November 27, 2012

Fried Brain for Dinner

Today I was talking to my friend Kenra and she told me I should write in my blog again. Oh my blog…it has been awhile since I have written in you last. I am ashamed to admit that one of the reasons I don’t write in you anymore is because I do not like your current layout but do not have the time to fix it, so every time I open you up I just get discouraged because I want to make you look awesome, I just don’t have the time or the creative juices at the moment. Today I especially don’t have ANY creative juices. My brain is fried. Right after I wrote that sentence I titled this post “Fried Brain for Dinner” then it occurred to me that I haven’t had dinner, so I guess I really am eating my brain for dinner…but not really at the same time…example 1 of my friend brain: the run on sentence I just wrote. Example 2 of my friend brain: earlier today I was sitting in the Activities office doing homework, and then I took a short nap. When I woke up, I sat up and just sat there, on the couch, in the same position, for 20 minutes trying to decide whether to a. go to devotional b. listen to devo at home, or c. stay in the office and get more homework done. The only reason I came out of my brain fried trance is because my friend Kahli came over and said hi. If she hadn't come in I probably would have sat there for longgg after devo had ended. Example 3 of my fried brain: After my group meeting I came into the office to do more homework. I successfully did a whole assignment! On my Justin Bieber religion of course…don’t ask unless you want to hear a really long explanation…then I remembered that there was root beer float ingredients in the fridge. So I went and made myself a root beer float. Then probably 45 minutes later Lacey came in and went over to the ice cream and made herself an ice cream sundae. So what did I do? I made one too! And I put on so much chocolate and strawberry syrup that you could barely see the ice cream. Why did I do this you ask? My answer? I have no freaking idea…I blame the fried brain. Then we went and sat down and I was eating the ice cream and it tasted like cotton candy…no joke! I think it was the strawberry syrup…it was like cold chocolate cotton candy…ya there is a reason that is not a current ice cream flavor…so I was sitting there eating this gross ice cream and then it occurred to me… “Why am I eating this? I don’t even like it. It tastes weird and is not making my taste buds happy or my stomach for that matter.” Then I just kept eating it… Example 4 of my fried brain: me writing this blog post, knowing it probably sounds like I am a crazy person. Why would I ever publicly publish me sounding crazy? Well the only explanation I can think of is…MY BRAIN IS FRIED.
Note: I realized that saying my brain is fried may make people think that I am high on drugs or something. This would be a false assumption. I have never taken drugs and never plan on it. I say my brain is fried because I am sleep deprived, have had an emotional roller coaster of a day, have hard core senioritis, have had a migraine, and am feeling overwhelmed with finals looming over my shoulder like death or something. THAT my friends is why my brain is fried, not because I’m high on something other than life. 

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