well, if you really needed numbers

i started writing today and it seemed like a lot of really short, disjointed ideas so i decided to do a "my life in numbers" post because i cannot even remember the last time i wrote one. (it is always surprising to me how hard it to is to fill in all of these numbers. every. single. time.)

10- the number of minutes i still need to fill with inspiring speechy words before the orientation tomorrow morning. i may end up just winging it.

9- the time i woke up today for good. (after i turned off my alarms at seven and eight.) i wanted to stay asleep longer to finish my dream, but my sister texted me and we all know that dreams do not always do what we want them to.

8- the number of tabs i have open in this browser window. they are: gmail, blogger, hotmail, facebook, youtube, etsy, some university's english department's page that has a poem i keep meaning to read, and usps.com.

7- the number of ceramic pieces that i have sitting on my coffee table right now. i keep making more and there is just no more room for them in my tiny apartment. they are: a basket, an oval tray thingie with handles, an oval tray thingie without handles, a rectangular tray thingie with butterflies, a vase with swirls on it, a vase shaped like a tree, and a box that looks like two ice cream sandwiches stacked on top of each other. i promise you they are nicer than they sound.

6- the number of family-size boxes of applejacks i have sitting in my apartment mocking me. i got them because my cousin said he wanted and was having trouble ordering them. he failed to tell me that the trouble he had was customs saying he wasn't allowed to bring them into the country until after i bought them. i was then told not to mail them (because they might be taken) but to send them with someone who was travelling there. i bought them in the middle of july if that tells you anything about how well-thought-through this plan was. i'm never going to try and be nice to family again.

5- the number of lives i just lost in candy crush trying to get past this level. this game is crack, guys. i seriously have a problem. sometimes at night i'll steal my husband's phone to play on his if i've already gone through all of my lives.

4- the number of school-related people that have decided to remind me this week that the vacation is nearly over.

3- the number of weeks i have been saying that i need to go jeans shopping. i'm going today, though, i swear. i need a pair that actually fits for the start of the semester. but i really hate shopping for jeans.

2- the number of hours it's been since i woke up from a really weird dream - that i only remember bits and pieces of, but that i wished i held on to better - and i still have this weird feeling hanging over me that does not seem to want to let up. at all. i really wish i could remember the finer details because it might make a really good story, and oh my god i'm so cliche.

1- the number of fingers i sliced yesterday in a moment of stupidity when i was absentmindedly cleaning dried clay off of a knife's blade. it still stings. (related: pottery started back up yesterday. yay!)

*Numbers - JoJo

you never left me no messages, you never sent me no letters

ten - the numbers of days it's been since i submitted my final final. still no grade, though. blergh.

nine - the time i've been going to sleep lately. i feel kind of pathetic.

eight - the number of krispy kreme donuts that are currently sitting on my kitchen counter.

seven - the number of days in a week. (i don't know. this is the last number i have, and i really can't think of anything. thinking is hard.)

six - the time the celebratory dinner/whatever it was thingy that mason was throwing for fall graduates ended tonight. i had forgotten about it and missed it.

five - the number of weeks it's been since mason said they'd give me an answer in two to four weeks.

four - the number of people that have noted the fact that i've gained weight in the past three days.

three - the number of days until i will be in florida and thereby finally visiting harry potter world.

two - the number of dozens of sugar cookie men i made. i decorated a few of them as family members. they were cute.

one - the number of hours it has taken me to write this measly post. my brain has officially shut itself off.

*You Found Me - The Fray

why do i keep counting?

since i'm pretty sure i haven't done one of these in a while, here's my life in numbers at the moment because i am sick and can't think straight enough to write a flowing post:

by the way, this post was written from the bottom up so if it doesn't quite make sense, that's why. i didn't realize there might be a problem with that until it was too late to stop.

10- half of the time i spent trying to think up something to write for number ten (this means i thought for twenty minutes). the few thoughts i have at the moment keep being drawn to the tv with every exclamation from my sister and "oww" from my sister's phone. (or, you know, her friend who's on speaker. either one.)

9- the number of times the word "please" was said in the last ten seconds. to get this to stop, i just agreed to play video games. i do not like video games. i have turned sucking at them into an art form, and i get way too frustrated. ash, this is all your fault. (so i played, reached a record level of suckage, ash gave out false shouts of encouragement (as if saying i'm "actually good" will make me suck less) and i lost every. single. time.)

8- the number of days it's been since i hurt my toe. my sister just said, loudly, "fat princess?!?!" and my train of thought has been derailed. her plus video games is really distracting. when we were little, she was often banned from playing video games because she would get too aggressive. now, there's no one to ban her. this has nothing to do with the number eight, but i really can't do much about that.

7- the number of things on my to-do list that i am currently ignoring to write this post and make fun of my sister as she sucks badly in modnation racer or whatever it's called with her friend. after weeks and weeks of stressing over it, she finally chose a username thingie and set up her online account for the ps3 network? as you can see, me and video games are not really the best of friends. but she's racing against her friend, and she sucks.

6- the number of books that are crowding my bed, not counting the two moleskine notebooks or the kobo (who, by the way, is named jj). i would move them, but there's really no space for them to go.

5- the number of months left until i am married.

4- about the number of weeks its been since "sleeping in" meant later than six:thirty. i have been watching way too much ben 10 and nineties reruns every morning.

3- the number of days until my homework is due. i have been talking about it/ridiculing the instructions for three weeks.

2- roughly the number of weeks left until my sister moves across the world. saddest part, she's taking her sons with her.

1- the number of classes left after this semester until i am officially a master of science.

*Why Do I Keep Counting? - The Killers

until someday i'll be waiting for an answer

my life in numbers:

10- the number of dollars in my bank account at the end of last month. it has never gotten so low ever in my entire life, and i'm still not entirely sure where it all went.

9- the number of books that have taken up residence on my bed and like to fight me for mattress space.

8- the number of days it has been since my cousin left. after living with us for three months, i kinda thought it wouldve taken a lot longer than a day to feel like she had never come.

7- the number of times i have refreshed my email this morning, hoping for a new message. i hate waiting for something when you're not even sure if it's going to come.

6- the number of times my brothers have come in my room this morning asking if they can play on the computer if they promise to stay quiet and not wake my sister up. also the number of times i did not believe them.

5- including today, the number of days left until i walk across the stage and am officially declared a graduate from undergrad. it seems like i finished a gazillion years ago instead of a few months. i kinda dont feel like going to it.

4- about the number of months left until mockingjay (the third and final book in the hunger games series) is released. the wait seems intolerable.

3- the number of days since my last blog post and the number of graduation cards i recieved from my grandmother yesterday.

2- the number of birds outside my window. one is sitting on the top ledgy part that i completely forgot the name of though i know i know it. the other is standing on my windowsill staring at me. these are my birds that have lived on top of my window every spring for years, and yet they dont have names. (odd, is it not?)

1- the number of exams i have standing between me and summer. wednesday is too far away.

*I Hate This Song - Secondhand Serenade

easy as 1 2 3

Another life in numbers...

10 - the number of rooms in our house.

9 - the number of palm trees in front of the house across the street.

8 - what time i usually wake up.

7 - the number of minutes i spent writing this post.

6 - number of oreos in a pack. i live off of oreos here.

5 - pairs of shoes lying on my floor which need to be put away.

4 - the number of movies sitting on my nightstand.

3 - what time i usually go to sleep.

2 - the number of months i have left in jeddah.

1 - number of bars shown in my internet signal strength.

*ABC - Jackson 5

easy as 1 2 3

My life in numbers...

10 - the number of songs i recently bought from itunes.

9 - number of things i have left to pack into my suitcase before it can be closed.

8 - the number of pages i've gotten into the book i'm reading.

7 - number of books i want to buy from amazon the second i finish the ones i'm reading now.

6 - number of people i wouldn't mind seeing right now.

5 - the number of shelves in my bookshelf dedicated solely to my books (not including the books on ny nightstand, bed, downstairs...)

4 - number of hershey's squares i had for breakfast.

3 - number of years it's been since hgh school graduation.

2 - number of days left until traveling day.

1 - number of people i've spoken to since i woke up.

*ABC's The Jackson 5