YES!

Ok, can I just say that buying your own things is probably the most exhilirating experience that a girl is ever going to encounter, short of an orgasm.


But we're not here to talk about those. We're here to talk about me. And my EPIC new laptop.


I've had it for  about five hours, done a bit of exploring, and I've already decided that Windows 7 is the greatest invention known to man, save for the amazing portable systems that it can be used on.

Seriously, this thing is awesome. Everyone out there should go buy an Acer. The Acer Aspire 5334-2581 is simply amazing. It's cool and crisp and sophisticated which makes me feel kinda cool and crisp and sophisticated, which is a REALLY big deal for me.

All this typing and no typos. Hello! I've never experienced anything like this. My last laptop was a Dell, and let me tell you, that old thing pales in comparison. This screen is HUGE, even though it's only 15 inches, and CLEAR! LCD's are awesome, I've decided. No other type of screens should be used on laptops. Ever. And I love this keyboard. It's going to get so much use....So, so much.......

I'm tackling my first ever NaNoWriMo in two days, so on December first I'll declare my verdict. But for now, this baby moves like a dream, loads faster than a Jag on a highway, smoother than The Fonz in that shiny leather jacket.....everything a girl could ever want in a bit of technology.

Coupled with my EPIC Nokia 5800 XpressMusic, I am one happy camper right now. I will never ever buy another brand of laptop. If I have to update every week for the next ten years to keep this baby up, it will be worth it. I just can't see myself getting tired of this. Ever.

I should probably go to bed, since I have church in the morning, but I think I'll tinker around on this thing for a while longer. Best non-birthday present I've bought myself.........Definitely.

Oh ya...... I can do this!

Soooooo.............its been waaay too long since I sat down and wrote something. Anything. It's been like months since I sat down and strung two words together on paper (or screen). Well, except for my HP fanfic, but that development was only a few days ago.

Am I looking forward to this? Maybe. Yea, I think so.

I don't even really have a purpose set in mind for this post. This is just me rambling, and hoping something remotely sensible comes out.

Oh dear, sweet pancakes someone give me a shot of adrenaline, PLEASE! I've somehow managed to in the last few months turn into the human equivalent of a sloth: complete with wide glassy eyes and slow reactions. Add an extreme dose of apathy, and VOILA! You've got me.

I wrote on my Tumblr blog (http://www.tumblr.com/tumblelog/treyla21) that I'm not in college for a strange variety of reasons, including the fact that I don't want to go and there really isn't anything that is going to change my mind. For so long I'd just felt so much like I was stuffing myself into a box that I just can't fit in, that now I've just decided to flop. Whatever happens, happens.

WHICH IS NOT HELPING ME ONE BIT!

So I've decided, that I need to wake up. FAST.

How am I going to do that? NO IDEA!

You'd think going out and buying that electronic keyboard you've wanted since your elder sister had one and immersing yourself in music would be a good way, right? Only sorta, kinda. Playing the piano is HARD. Especially  when you haven't a clue what you're doing. Well, to leave that statement un-ammended would be lying. I think I'm pretty good with the piano, for someone who's only had it for a little of a month. I've been working on my scales (because for some reason it didn't occur to me to start with those at first), and I've learned the chords to six songs already (accuracy is, of course, something to work on), plus one original song I'm finally putting to music. The internet really is an amazing thing.

I plan to get back into writing in future as well. My, like, seven different original novels have been in the back of my mind, screaming at me to get my act together. I mean honestly, if I were pregnant and had just been kicked out of my dad's house, and living in a half-way house full of ex-drug addicts and recovering alcoholics, I'd want someone to hurry the hell up with my story, too. Thing is, for most of my stories I haven't a clue how to get what I've got set up in my head out onto paper. But I guess the saying "You never know until you try" comes into play here.

Other than that, and of course, job-hunting (I work with my dad and its driving me insane), my life is pretty much uneventful. I used to know what I was getting up for in the morning. Now, I'm not so sure. The highlights of my life are Glee and House M.D. episodes, and that only accounts for Monday and Tuesday nights.

When did I become so boring? I used to be the insane one in my group of friends. The one for whom a Cadbury's chocolate bar equated a whole pound of cocaine. What the hell happened to me? Did I die and not know it? Is some creepy kid going to make me remember the gruesome, bloody way in which I went?

I hope so........It'd add a bit of zest to this salad.

I can't even buy a good book because the time I'm done being a 'responsible adult' I haven't any cash left!

For all you young'uns out there, DON'T GROW UP!!! You think high school is hard? You don't want to experience the real world.

I think I'm done ranting for the day. Hopefully tomorrow I go back to work (I had a week off. Week ends on Tuesday), and if not, then...........who knows. I don't. 'Going with the flow' only works if there is actual flowing, you know?

This is not a happy monkey.