Bus Insanity & Queen.

Well hello there! Welcome back! Kick off your shoes, stay a while.

Busy has been my middle name for this past week! The weather seems to be matching the state of mind; frantic and all over the place. I went from rain jacket to tank top in the matter of two days! I have been excited to finally have an appropiate climate to wear my rainboots, because I am definitely that girl who wears them even when its not raining.

As I mentioned previously, its about that time of the month....no, people. My time came to certify as an "official" tour guide. I've had 3 weeks to memorize the script(s); piece of cake, right? Ha. After begrudgingly recruiting friends and significant others to practice the whole route with me, I scheduled to certify on the rainiest day of the week. Awesome.  I was wearing a hood and a scarf that covered half my face so I'm pretty certain she had no idea what I was saying. I felt good the entire time; but alas, she calculated up my "points" and I was one short. What mistakes did I make, you may ask? One. Juuuust one. I finished 8 minutes early. Yes, you heard me right; apparently promptness is of most importance (I was clearly not aware of this). I should have known, as this is kind of becoming the story of my life. i.e. missing zero mistakes on my driving test, but automatically failing because my tire hit the curb as I was parallel parking. 

So then I got to try again.  With my trusty stopwatch by my side, nothing was going to get in my way! Not so fast there, Cameron. Bam, I get sick with a sore throat. AWESOME. First go around its pouring, and the second I am sick. By some miracle I whispered my way through the tour and finally certified (on time)! My first solo tour will be this Friday! I celebrated with a little adventure to Fentons, where single scoops come in the form of triples. Probably the best thing to cure my sore throat, right?? Eh, no regrets. Moving on from that experience(s), I enjoyed some good ol' rainy day essentials.  Namely, taking a wack at Nani's Chicken Noodle Soup recipe. I know, chicken noodle soup on  rainy sick day; I'm a walking cliche. The only thing I forgot was the parsley so I consider that quite the success.

As you know, I tend to be the victim of strange and odd behaviors and situations. How about this little mid-week nugget for ya'll: I am tranquilly sitting on the bus engrossed in a game of soduku on my phone. On walks a fellow college student and shouts, at the top of her lungs "oh my GOSH!!!!" I'm talking bus-shaking loud. I glance back to make sure she didn't get her head caught in the window or something, and she's just sitting there, completely calm. "Oh, sorry." she mumbles back to me. Feeling perplexed but not thinking much of it, I sit for a few more moments before I hear "I HATE MY LIIIIFE!!!!" Again, look back and she stares blankly as though nothing has happened. I had no idea if I should try to console her or run for my life, but the bus started moving so there I was, stuck with the crazy. As the wheels on the bus went round and round I braced myself for her next statement. But there was nothing. Just chilling silence. We finally stopped and she ran; no, sprinted off the bus wearing a completely different outfit. Um. I'm just going to chalk this one up to mad cow or something.

The past two weeks have been cray-flipping-zy for me otherwise. Between "staff meetings" (aka getting paid to eat free food), and finals quickly approaching I find myself in the midst of a group research project on chalkboard paint.  I have had the misfortune of working with a group that has been nothing but miserable, as I have tried and tried to meet up but they are always no-shows. Well, the other day the teacher asked to talk to me after class (what I call getting called to the Principle's office) and informed me that my group has been complaining that I  have not tried to meet up with them. Me!! Ugh. This is what dreams are made of.

In other school news I am officially, officailly, declared as Human Development. Took long enough, right?! I had to get a whole lot of signatures but I am finally in the system. Let's pray I don't try to change now.

I did manage to squeeze in one fun social event before the end of the quarter. I attended Mock Rock, a lipsyncing competition. Has there ever been an event more perfect for me?!?! I think not. I knew I was in the perfect group when one member had the idea of "Bohemiem Rhapsody". ONLY MY FAVORITE SONG. I somehow found myself nominated to be the "lead singer" and have no idea why. I mean, I know every lyric to the 9-minute song. But still. I had a lot of fun performing in my tutu and fairy wand and became visually blinded after witnessing Eric be the only male dancing on stage to "The Climb".

I hope to end the quarter with at least one more blog post, and you should definitely get pumped. From day one, I have recorded all of the grammatically incorrect and messed-up phrases my professor has said, and I intend to record them all for you to enjoy. I'm waiting until the very last day of class, just to be sure I catch all of the gems. But until then, my faithful followers, adu.