Restless leg syndrome?!

To all my friends who aren't American: Yesterday a pipe burst on campus. Therefore the City of Waco and the school sent out notices advising the students not the drink the water without boiling it. Then I sat and listened to my friends talk about the fact that Waco water has a strange taste. Finally, I heard students in the halls talking about the fact that their parents had somehow found out that the water was "bad" and that they should throw out their ice and to remember not to drink the water. At that moment, I felt so out of touch, kinda like a FOB (fresh of the boat). Growing up in Trinidad, I remember sometime I would think about the water that would come out of the tap but for the most part, it didn't affect me. I am pretty sure that while I was home, I drak water from my fridge which I don't think is filtered but I could be wrong. Yes you heard me. I drank water from my so called "third world" country lol. I didn't even think twice about drinking the water before I read the email. Also, my roommate forgot that there was a boil order and he used both the ice and drank the water. I'm sorry to report that he is dead...Wait, nope he's still alive. Oh but just barely, he has been draped over the toilet all day...wrong again. He is perfectly fine. Living here has made me so dramatic about certain things. I have learned about all kinds of diseases that either don't exist in Trinidad or are not real enough to given any real consideration. I had never heard of Mono before I moved to PA. My all-time fav is restless leg syndrome. And the wonderful side effects of taking certain meds for your fake disease. You may have blinking eye syndrome. Take this pill. Side effects: headaches, stomach pains, loss of feeling in your legs, loss of eye sight, spontaneous combustion, rarely death lol. It kills me!
Anyway, I'm done with my little small island rant :-)

Your official invite to my pity party

I'm back in Waco. Got back a few days ago. Being back has made me realize that it only takes one other person to keep me from feeling lonely. That person does not even have to be around all the time; just the mere fact that they are accessible keeps the lonely feeling away. I was at home and my whole family was there. It's not like they were with me at all times but I have been in my apt alone for the past 3 days and it's crazy how alone I feel. Though I can still call my parents and my sisters, there is no expectation that I will call and they will be back soon. Maybe that's what it is; that feeling that the person you are contacting will be back soon, that way you know you will not be alone much longer. I know that I am using this blog like a diary right now, but I have so many feelings and thoughts and talking to myself is just silly. Plus, the whole point of this blog was to be able to express myself when I didn't have anyone to talk to . Anyway, the only thing that gets me is that I love when my friends are happy. Thus, when one of my friend gets a g/f or b/f, I am super happy for that person. I want him or her to spend time with his/her significant other. This stupidity on my part encourages the loneliness.
See then I feel bad complaining about being lonely because there are people out there with even bigger problems than mine. If the worst thing in my world is that I am sitting on my couch at 9 pm on a Saturday, I feel dumb crying about it. Doesn't stop me from crying though; emotions aren't always rational. I'm in search of a 24 hr friend. Seriously. I can be there for you too. And you are allowed to date...as long as I am also dating someone too lol. New friend can be a guy or a girl and the only requirement is that the person be awesome.
Anyway. I'm going to keep chilling by myself, try not to wallow is self pity and rot on my couch :-)
-Lonelygurl23 out!

Ridiculous Me

I joke alot about the fact that I am not normal. I haven't decided if I believe that or not but every so often I have an experience that makes me lean closer to believing. A few days ago, I went to Haka with my uncle and sister. (Don't be alarmed; this story is not about them so I am not breaking my rule) Anyway, we went for appitizers and drinks. My uncle ordered this deep fried chicken dish and it looked interesting enough. They were bite sized so I popped one in my mouth. I immediately regretted that decision. The poppers were sooooo hot. I know I know, why didn't I just spit if out? Well, easy answer...pride. I was sitting with my uncle who I respect highly and Haka is a really nice restaurant so I could not bear spitting it out. The result? I burned the inside of my mouth. Pretty severely I think. By that I mean there is a large red area inside my mouth and I cannot chew on the right side of my mouth. I brushed my teeth last night which resulted in me spitting out a mouthful of blood. Salt is like my worst enemy right now. It's right up there with ice which also burns! This has made eating and drinking that much more difficult. Anyway, that's not normal, right?
On an unrelated note, I saw Salt, Inception and Despicable Me. The obvious favorite by about a mile and a half: Despicable me. Inception was great, don't get me wrong. But I have not enjoyed a movie like DM since Up! GO SEE IT!
Update: Heading back stateside on Monday. Mixed feelings of happy and sad, mostly sad right now but part of growing up is doing things you don't really want to I guess. Being grown up really is not half as fun as growing up...

One-line epiphanies...

My family will eat dinner without me if I don't respond soon enough (even if I am just in the next room with headphones in my ears).
House is so much better than Grey's Anatomy; it's not even a question.
Salt was not that bad...stop listening to what everyone else is saying and just see it for yourself.
The more time I take to see Inception, the less I want to see it.
I don't care if you think your family is cool; mine is better than yours (despite the fact that no one in my family follows my blog!)
My friends are better than yours as well.
FB chat is terrible; everyone should have Skype.
Naps are underrated.