Irritated

**Warning: this is kind of a rant.... Read at your own risk.**

If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it.

Simply keep your mouth shut.

How hard is that? I promise it's not that hard... Being able to monitor your words/actions is a sign of maturity... So grow up.

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To everyone who booed the Utes this weekend... Feel free to give up your seats in the MUSS to other students who want them. I don't care if it was an embarrassing game. I don't care if you were drunk and claim you didn't mean it. If you're a true fan, you don't boo your team.

For how upset you were about the game's outcome, I guarantee the team was more upset. So show support for them. I'm not saying you need to be happy with the final score (I certainly was not), I'm just saying don't boo them. That's rude.

(This is directed at no one in particular to reads this blog... It's just a general statement.)

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In other news... Graduate school is going great. I don't get to sleep much. I only see my husband for a couple of hours every day. But I signed up for 1.5 years of getting my butt kicked (in fact, I'm paying a toooon of money to get my butt kicked!) and I am loving it.

I am so fortunate to be able to go to graduate school. I'm so blessed to have a husband who can be my sugar daddy and support me through it. I'm so lucky to have a family that provides me with more support than I need without me even asking for it. I'm so grateful for a Dad who responds to an email I send him within 13 minutes at 2am telling me to to go bed.

My family has got my back. And Cal's back, too. My family rocks.

All in all, even though I just ranted a bit, I love my life. Love, love, love.