The Life and Times of Purple Monkey

I am a small monkey. For this reason, it is very difficult for me to write, let alone even hold regular-sized pencils. This in turn makes college hard. How can my professors expect me to write things when I can't even correctly hold a pencil? Even those little golf pencils are too small. I filed for disability, but they never got back to me so I'm pretty sure they just thought it was a joke. Luckily a lot of professors want things turned in online or typed and printed, so I'm in luck there. Thank goodness for technology. Not being able to hold a pencil makes things especially hard when it comes to taking tests, which finals are, which are coming up, which I definitely haven't talked about already. Some of my tests are just essays that I have to type up and turn in before the end of classes, and others are projects, so I'm lucky not to have any written finals. But I definitely dread the day that will happen. There is one thing that no matter how big I will hold. Th...

I've been missing forests being out here in Washington. I'm on the eastern side of the Cascades, so I have the dry part. When people think of Washington, they think of rain, dense forests, sparkly vampires, and or BDSM. But that's not eastern Washington. No, we have wheat, wheat, and more wheat. Brown is the color of our "forests," which are just tall, unkempt wheat stalks. This makes me sad, because when I planned to come out here for school I just figured I'd experience a different kind of lush, green forest. Where I come is pretty much the same, just about 40 degrees warmer and humid all the time. Instead, it's dry and I need plenty more water. But I think I'm almost used to it. Luckily it's summer so I won't be here too much longer. What I'm looking forward to most about going back home soon isn't just that it'll be wet and comfortable. No, I'm looking forward to something more, something better, something sweeter. Yes, Yo...

I don't like having responsibilities. While they can make me feel independent and mature, they're just a lot of work and I'm a lazy monkey. Sometimes I don't even know why I'm in school, because I feel like I'm not mature enough to be here. I don't like having to do homework or meet deadlines—I just want to hang out and do nothing. So it makes it even harder because I think about graduating and having to find a real job and then that's it. I can imagine having to do the same thing day in and day out for practically the rest of my life. I guess I can hope that as that time gets closer I'll get more mature, but what if it doesn't? I might not be ready to do that life. Going along with not wanting to have responsibilities, I don't want to do my homework. And that's why I'm on a computer writing this blog and taking pictures. But now I don't know what to write and it's getting late. This is hard. But you know what isn't hard...

Pizza is one of those foods that usually never bad idea. Yes you can have badly made pizza that's flavorless or burnt all around, but usually if someone says, "Lets have pizza!" there's really no hesitation. Plus it's the perfect social food. So I was surprised last night when, during a basketball game I went to watch, I won free pizza. "This is perfect," I thought. "Now people will want to be my friend." OK not really but I was happy to get free pizza. The only problem is that it's two medium-sized pizzas, and I'm a miniature-sized monkey that can barely finish a single slice on my own. So now I have the oh so terrible problem of finding people to share my pizza with. I never thought college would be so hard. While I like free pizza, I like free grades better. If only my professors would tell us that we don't need to worry about finishing assignments or studying tests because they were all just going to give us all As. A monkey c...

I'm lucky to have finally made some friends. It was hard being here at college and not knowing anyone, because college is such a social place. It's almost expected that you'll do things with people, like go to parties, do study groups, or even just hang out. I had a rough couple of first weeks, because I came at such an odd time. People already seemed to have their friends and groups, and so I felt even more out of place. It certainly doesn't help being a monkey. But through classes I was able to meet some people, who then introduced me to even more. I'm lucky to have met them, because I know there are so many people that don't get the opportunity I do. It sucks being at college alone, I know. I'm so happy I was considered close enough to join a friend in celebrating their birthday, because I care about them so much! I'm hoping that this weekend will be pretty relaxed. The quarter is winding down and I have less homework, but bigger projects. Still, pr...

I'm so happy that it's raining. Of course, I hate getting my hair wet and dealing with the humidity afterwards, but rain is just so peaceful. It makes me want to curl up with a banana and watch cartoons. The sound of rain against a window has to be one of the nicest sounds. The downside is that I have school and can't stay inside all day, which sucks. Hearing rain outside only makes class more boring because I want to go to sleep. But I'm not in class all day, so there's that. Another reason I'm happy it's raining here is because it reminds me of home. Where I'm from it rains so much, so while the rain is making me a little homesick, it's still comforting. Some people might be wishing for the rainbows to come out, but I think they can hold off for a little longer because this rain is great. I've said it before and I'm going to say it again—the quarter is ending soon and I have lots to do. Why am I even writing a blog when I have things I ne...

Today is/was Mother's Day, and it made me feel a little homesick. No, I'm not a mother, but today made me miss my mom. I've been away from home for almost two months, and I certainly feel it. I miss being at home and having the comfort of family around me. I miss getting hugs. I miss not having to get my own bananas. I especially miss my mom (you'll get your turn dad). She was always there for me, even when I would reject her. I never knew until know how important she is to me, and now I wish I could go home and stay there forever. But this is all a part of growing up: we have to move away from what's familiar. Still, that doesn't mean forgetting. We can still remember the good times we had being young and dependent, how our parents took care of us and gave us the world. I'll never forget them and what they did for me, but it's time I moved on and made a life for myself. I hope one day I'll be as great of a person as my mom is. Now that I'm don...

Until today, I'd never been to a concert. And even then, the concert I went to today wasn't even that much of a concert. The type of concert I'm talking about is the ones with guitars and giant speakers and mosh pits. While the concert I was at today didn't have a mosh pit, it did have guitars and giant speakers, so it was at least two-thirds of the way there. It was fun, but when it's put on by a school it can only be so good. Yes the musicians were talented, but there's only so much you can get away with on school grounds. Someday I'll go to a real concert, although I might not join in on the mosh pit because I'm a little small. But I will enjoy everything else! Midterms have passed, so now everything is getting busier as the quarter wraps up. I've got plenty to do, but I'm not sure I have plenty of time to do it. There is one thing, though, that will get me through all of this work: a banana. I need a banana.

Yesterday was May 4, better known as May the fourth, better known as may the fourth be with you. Now being called "Star Wars Day," it's a chance for people that feel called to a galaxy far far away to showcase their knowledge about all things Star Wars. Being a monkey, I had never seen any of the movies. I mean, I'd never had a TV until I came here because obviously it's hard to mount a TV on a tree. Since I didn't have a TV, I also hadn't heard about this "Star Wars" until a few days ago when people started getting excited and posting about some guy in a mask that has a son who didn't know the guy was his dad and then they were fighting or something. I was confused. So, like any curious monkey, I stole some guys yellow hat, got on a computer, and streamed the movies from some online site. You can judge, but species discrimination prevents me from getting a job and money. Anyways, I watched a marathon of all even of the episodes and then that...

It's Tuesday, and there's nothing new to report. Nothing nope nada. But this was bound to happen, so I'm prepared. Except not. I thought about it but then I didn't do anything. That's the same as preparing right? But anyways it's not like anyone reads my posts so for I care I could nothing. And that's what I'll do, because I'm lazy. Hopefully the rest of the week picks up because I can't do this again. I need inspiration, something to provoke my thoughts. I need a banana.