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Retweeting Myself

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DISCLAIMER: I have been off twitter for a year and I just recently downloaded the app back onto my phone. My original intention for staying off twitter has become very clear in rereading my juvenile tweets.  I have decided to reply to my younger self…and also pick up tweeting again. 

This was on a day in which I wanted to fall into solidarity and never leave my bed. I also had an unhealthy obsession with royalty and thought I would marry Prince Harry one day. Curse you Megan.

Haha, now you WISH you didn’t relate to them all at. FYI: I Have Questions by Camila Cabelo is such a depressingly great song. Also Hell No by Ingrid Michaelson.

Trudi, no. You deal with whatever it was in a healthy way. If you have learned anything in life, whatever you bury will inevitable resurface. I don’t even know what I was burying…it was probably something to do with my cats.

Literally the ONE time in the past four years that I watched the Today Show. Poor Katie, she probably was just nervous but some insignificant 21 year old decided to bash her on twitter to her 50 followers. I have impact people! (not really…).

Still relevant to this day. I’m one of those people that will inhale all the breadsticks from Olive Garden and just as we are about ready for the check, I’ll ask for another basket to take home.

This was the worst exam of my life. I had 75% of my final grade riding on this one exam. This was also the same week I had four finals every single day at 7AM…in snowy negative degree weather. I did pass the class though…barely.

I tweeted this because I had deleted my Snapchat account. Literally a couple weeks later I downloaded it again. So much for that self established importance.

Why did you feel the need to tweet this? I actually remember sitting there thinking about how my thighs basically expand massively when I sit down and how I was surprised I could fit in my seat still.

Still relevant…but I probably was melting down over a test. Not relevant anymore. Ha. ha. #graduated #adult #whyamiusinghashtags

Going to a big University has it’s perks, but it also was incredibly lonely. I remember during my breaks between classes, I would buy a snack in the library cafeteria and go sit in my car playing sad music and thinking how pathetic my life was.

Some things never change. Pumpkin Spice is life.

I just want to know what I was wearing…

Can’t stop pretending. But the sad part is I’m poorer now than I was then.

Well…he did get married. But not to me. I had to unfollow…it still hurts honestly.

And honestly…it just keeps getting more painful as the tweets gets older, so I’m going to just spare us both.

Acts of Getting By: Scene 1

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I woke up at 7:00 AM after my alarm clock(s) went of at 5:45, 6:00, and 6:30.  Then my sister woke me up because her alarm clock went off at 7:00.  Isn’t that sad? Four alarm clocks and I still need someone to wake me up.  My first reaction when she said I have a class at 8:00 AM was “I DO NOT!”  And then I was forced to get ready in thirty minutes because it takes thirty minutes (calculated precisely) to get to my 8:00 AM class…which is almost impossible when you’re half awake and your a girl.  The first step is trying to figure out what to wear.  You don’t want to look trashy, but it’s 8:00 in the morning and you just don’t really care.  Yoga pants? Sure, why not.  But then you have to decide on what shirt to wear…another long process of thinking and rummaging through your drawers…and then you get to the bathroom *dun dun dun* the battle between should you wear makeup or just go looking like you got hit by a bus sets in.  Of course, being a girl, you always wonder the what if and you decide to try to look decent because you never know what the day may bring.

Take in mind, I’m stumbling around the house like a drunk person.

Now, it’s winter time, which means you have to start your car ahead of time so it doesn’t stall on you while your trying to back it out of the driveway (this is personal experience talking here).  There is also snow, so you need to clear your windows off (which by the way, I have bird poop all over my car, so I was trying to scrap that off by dipping my wiper stick in the snow).

In the end, I got to class one minute late and still got there on time because the teacher hadn’t come yet and we were all standing awkwardly in the hall for five minutes because we were locked out of the classroom.

By the way, something bit me in my sleep.  I think I have a spider in my bed.

Anyways, I didn’t have time to make coffee in the morning, so after class I went to Starbucks and tried not hit anyone while driving downtown (this is actually a really hard thing not to do…not saying a want to hit them, it’s just hard trying to avoid not hitting them…you get what I’m saying).

Speaking of which, a week ago I went into the ditch on my way home from school, and then I rear-ended someone while backing out of a parking lot (it may or may not have been my fault…we will never know).  To say the least, I’m slowly becoming a not so reckless driver…trying not to be anyways.  I thought I backed over someone in my school parking lot a couple nights ago but it turned out it was just the snow crunching underneath my tires.  Paranoid? I think yes.

So, I went to Starbucks, then I went back to school.  I tried eating my chocolate croissant while driving…but that was a mess.  I had crumbs in my scarf and I decided that scarves are like beards for girls.

That was my morning in a nutshell.  Sorry that this ended up being the most boring thing you’ve ever read, but hey, it’s my life and I’m just getting by.

This is the beginning of Acts of Getting By, there will be more scenes to come.  But in other news, a long awaited for My Obsessions post is in the works 😉

~ Trudi