Dodecahedron

A quick explanation as to what a dodecahedron is: it’s essentially a three-dimensional shape like a cube, but with twenty sides.

I bring up this weird word that I learned in the fifth grade because I want to be like a dodecahedron when I’m older. I want to have many faces to myself and many aspects that are either apparent or need to be looked at carefully for. I want to be something with dimension to it. Ha. Get it? Because it’s three-dimensional. It’s very important to me at this time in my life that I learn as much about the different sides to myself and understand how I am and using that, become who I want to be. Which is something I’m not quite sure of yet.

Being in your early twenties is hard these days! It feels like you’re expected to have so much accomplished! I mean, any thirty-something will tell you that it’s so much worse at thirty. But it’s not that it’s all unpleasant!

I mean, I just ended a very long-term relationship with someone, and at the same time, I’m having to force myself to move myself forward from someone from my past.

It’s a very fun time for me right now.

But I promised funny stories, and I shall deliver!

I went with my best friends in the whole world to a comedy show in Los Angeles, and I did cry from laughing, that I did. It was really cool.

And that’s all I’m going to tell you about it because I’m tired of typing.

Have a great night, though!

Long and Short

I’m a short person. I’m technically around the average height for females in the U.S. but compared to my friends and peers, I’m a LITTLE (ha, get it?) on the short side.

Now, I’m not here to complain about my height. I’m here to complain about my tolerance for irritating events. My height is a little relevant to this, because my tolerance is also short.

I work at a private school for kids K-8. I love kids. I plan to have a few of my own one day, but that’s not here nor there. I love kids, but if I had a small chip of a penny, not even half of a penny, but just a fragment of one, for every time I had to tell a kid to “stop” or make them say sorry to another kid, I’d be able to send my awesome kid from the future to this insanely expensive school.

Today, I had a little girl and boy call an older kid dumb for also wanting to play with Legos. And I had to walk them through every single step of what happened and explain why they were in the wrong, but none of these kids can accept that maybe they themselves were the “wrong one” and my patience left my body and I quickly wrapped up the whole situation. It was a large test on my small bit of tolerance for irritating situations.

I’m irritable because I’m generally positive and upbeat, and things that bring that to a halt bring me to a smaller level. I’ll keep making the puns, I promise. Leave this page now if that’s going to be an issue.

But I persevered and did my job. Now, I get to unwind and be normal old Cornie.

I did get a visit from someone I absolutely hate today. She’s always a bitch, and she’s unrelenting until she decides to leave, and even then, sometimes she lingers at the door. Ladies, you guessed it! Gentlemen, probably not. But it’s Mother Nature! She’s never satisfied when she leaves you feeling okay! She wants you sore all over and aching from every limb right before you plan to do something! She’ll make you cry as she floods your body with unlimited amounts of estrogen and anger! Well, I’m angry and sad at the same time for that part of it, so not as angry.

But I bring this up because my irritation levels soar during this marvelous time. And I’m self conscious about it, too, so it’s an immediate burst of anger followed by intense self reproaching.

Anyways, today was a long day for a short person, and I’m glad it’s nearly done.

This week has felt like a month. Has anyone else felt that way this week? It could just be me.

Small Dog

I saw a Corgi on the way to my friend’s house tonight. He was a short little guy, and my first thought was that he was chocolate chip cookie colored. I loved his coloring, but it was night, in fact no longer than thirty minutes ago, and I couldn’t really see him.
My first reaction was to pull out Snapchat, but I was driving, and I’m not THAT goofy. I mean, normally I would have, but I was tired.
So I drove past him and his small owner, who I thought the corgi was fitting for, and went on my way. He was a very good boy. Smiling ear to ear!

I hope you all see a corgi today.

Introduction!!

Hello! My name is Cortni, but I’ll only refer to myself as Cornie from here on. I want this to be as informal an experience as possible!

This blog is going to be devoted to random updates throughout my day about little things I might find silly or funny, or just thoughts and questions I have! I don’t really intend to show anyone this, but if you stumbled across it and perhaps find it amusing, I’ll offer a virtual high five!

For some background information, I love animals, my sense of humor is all over the place with a big line between hits and misses (I’ve been told they hit 30% of the time, so we’ll see!). I’ll leave my first post fairly soon!

Brace yourselves for some bad humor and maybe a sneaky dog picture.