Unrelated Randoms

People seem to usually start these things with a "Today was ..." and then some sort of explanation of their day, but I may not even talk about my day today so I will choose to start this post with a "I eat food." Oh wait, does it count as a start if it's not in the first few words? Ok, Re-do.

I eat food. I promise you I do. Now people may whine at me for saying this and sure bring it on, but I just put 400 photos of my recent trip to Europe into an album (yes 400 exactly as I printed off 426 photos and had to sadly eliminate 26 of them as I struggled to fit every photographic-life-changing masterpiece into the crammed album) and in many of them I observed that I look sickly! I look like some frail human being that may collapse due to lack of food. How does this happen?? I want to look buff and strong and honestly thought I wasn't that far off. I need to workout more or something. And obviously by "workout more" I mean just simply, I need to workout. At least until when I flex something happens anyways. Rumour has it a muscle is supposed to appear when you flex your arm or something. I have no further thoughts on this, maybe I should just delete it all (I mean I won't, but the thought is there). I just was so weirded out by the photos of me on my trip and how I appeared to myself (this could go much deeper, but I'll leave it for now) that I decided to share it with the world. Which implies that more than just myself is looking at this blog. And I don't say that in a "pity me" way but in a humorous viewpoint that I honestly think I really am the only one that reads this at the moment. hahaha...ha...ha...

I guess I kind of mentioned a small part of the events of my day already so while I'm at it and breaking all my personal blogging rules...(which I kind of just made up so that I could say I was breaking them and give the impression that I'm a wild rebel...) I will tell you a thought I had today which I think people should just start crocheting into their pillows now and beat the rush. I start an accounting class on Monday for work, and I was having a moment of panic while looking at my Accounting for Canadian Colleges textbook. The textbook content looked very confusing and I was thinking over and over to myself that it looked too hard and that I would probably fail the class. Now, I looked at what I was doing to myself and I realized that I was not created for failure, and was just kind of like "Sherylynn, change your attitude and the awesome continues." (This is not the quote to crochet...it may not even make sense to you...but you could sticky note that somewhere if you want...just take my name out first... or don't, whatever.) And so right then and there I changed my thought process and then told myself, "Don't be afraid of failing, be excited to succeed." And so I am! I hate failing.. I want success! Challenge accepted textbook... I will learn from you, memorize you and succeed!! Wam Bam, Thank you Ma'am.

Maybe I do talk about myself in third person. Sherylynn apologizes for that.