riddle me this

ok, kids. why is it that when i look for a flight for one person, the price is substantially lower than when i search for a flight for 5 people? haven't airlines ever heard of bulk discounting? it's insane...if 5 people are flying, that spreads out the fixed costs associated with running the plane more than one person flying does. those savings should be passed on to customers, but they're not. so what gives?

another conundrum that i have is with people who drive under the speed limit on the way to work. it puzzles me even more when the car that said slowpoke is driving is supposedly a "fast" car. whatthehellareyoudoing? do you not have somewhere to be right now? lucky you that you don't have to work and get to take lazy morning drives, but the rest of us are in a bit of a hurry! get the frick out of the left lane, mofo!

i am happy to report that i only have three class periods left until i am finito with my undergraduate degree! yessssss! i am so excited to not have class...plus, this will be the first time in summer that i don't have a course during the second half of summer. fawesome. i don't even know what wonderful things i am going to be doing with myself in all my free time! (joking, i don't actually have a ton of free time!)

my schedule will probably go something along these lines:
total hours in one week: 24*7= 168
eating: 1.5*7 = 10.5
weekdays: work 9-5+ (40 - 50 hours at most)
weekday nights:
hip hop dance on thursday nights: 2 hours
softball on friday nights: 4 hours
weekends:
yard/house work: avg 9 hours
sleeping: 8*7= 56 hours
left over: 37.5 hours!

that's 37.5 hours a week to spend on spending time with friends and family, looking for a job, reading, watching movies, shopping, playing music, creating art, working out, cooking, or whatever else i feel like! that is so dope. i will be doing my best to squeeze the most that i can out of those hours. maybe i'll take another dance class...or perhaps a spinning class! oh, that would be sweet for my buns of steel :)

also, i have about 20 days to go until my boyfriend gets home, meaning i'm halfway there! ahhh! i'm so excited to see him. i will most likely be tackling him in the airport...and i don't care what anyone thinks.