Like A Virgin (Blogger) Blogging for the Very First Time

Hey all you cool dudes reading the Summer Voice,

I’ve never blogged before but I guess I’m just supposed to ramble about something for a little bit and you’re supposed to read it and love it and want to write a raving review for my first novel. Yes, this is a requirement. I checked with Perez Hilton. Jk, jk. I don’t read Perez. He reads me.

Since neither my job nor my internship don’t start until next week (more on that soon), I’ve had a couple of weeks to do whatever the hell I’ve wanted. Ha, yeah right. I wish.  Since being home for the summer I’ve already discovered some things about myself and what it’s like to be a college student home for the summer. First of all, I’m a college student home for the summer. That’s weird.

After spending the past year driving back and forth between home and college, I’m home for three and a half months straight (weird again). My sleep pattern is still irregular, I crave mozzarella sticks at one in the morning on a regular basis, and I don’t know what to do with myself now that I don’t have any required reading. I would have a life if …  I had money. And I would have money if … I wasn’t a broke college student. One of the positives to not having any moolah is no more late night snack runs with my friends. Not being able to afford food is helpful because starving ourselves is the most effective way of losing the freshman fifteen (or five or twenty-five depending on your metabolism and late night curly fry intake).

When I’m not thinking about food, you can usually find me in my room jamming on my guitar. I know, I’m super cool and you want an autograph. Now, please get to the back of the line. I decided it’s about time I start teaching myself some more chords so I can play more than the Beatles’ “Twist and Shout” and The Goo Goo Dolls’ “Iris.” In three months’ time I plan on being available for birthday parties and weddings, so sign up now and receive a 15% discount!

Not having any required reading, I decided the summer would also be the perfect time to read all those books I bought and left sitting on my shelf at home collecting dust. But I forgot one crucial thing; after reading all year for eight different classes, I’m kind of tired of sitting stationary in one location for a long period of time reading tiny text. I did, however, manage to get a hold of Tina Fey’s book Bossypants and finished it within a few days’ time. I highly recommend it to anyone who can read and has opposable thumbs. Or if you don’t have opposable thumbs, I recommend hiring someone to turn the pages for you. It’s worth it.

It inspired my next project. If any of you are Facebook friends with me, you already know I’m making it my goal to watch all five seasons of 30 Rock, which with the invention of Hulu and plenty of free time should not be a difficult feat. To add a challenge, I plan on watching Arrested Development and Parks and Rec after that. And if I still have time, then I’m throwing the episodes of Community and Modern Family that I’ve missed on to the list. And for the super epic challenge, I’m going to watch every episode of General Hospital. All 48 seasons. Just kidding, I don’t have THAT much time on my hands.

Another free thing I’ve done: I’ve listened to a lot of radio. As a result here are some songs I can no longer listen to without hitting my head against a wall: Bruno Mars “The Lazy Song,” Adele “Rolling in the Deep,” Katy Perry “ET,” anything by Rihanna, every song that’s about love or pain or heartache or going to Boston, and everything that Nickelback has ever written. But every other song is fantastic and I can’t wait to hear more from Selena Gomez and Justin Bieber. Maybe if we’re lucky, they’ll do a duet.

I’ve also taken tons of pictures of the beach, which my parents had to drive me to because I couldn’t afford the gas for my car. I’ve learned two things from this trip. One, it’s fun to look like a tourist in your own state. “Ohmigosh, Mom, the ocean! Take my picture by it!” It confuses people when they see your license plate. Two, I want to live by the ocean one day…one day when I have money. Who wouldn’t love waking up to the smell of seaweed and dead crabs washed up on the beach? Delicious.

On that note, I hope you’re all enjoying yourselves now that it’s hotter than hell outside. I shouldn’t even be going outside because I can’t afford the sunscreen and I’ll burn to a crisp within 30 seconds of standing in direct sunlight, but oh well, screw it. It’s summer and I’m going to enjoy it for all it’s worth, which for me is five dollars in quarters and a button I found in between the couch cushions.

Fist bump,

T-Bo