Mar. 12th, 2007
01:47 am - Something New!
I had a good day today.
I just thought I'd share!
- Carrie Bradshaw
Mar. 10th, 2007
Here is the list of things I made for myself today:
1. Get ready for the day
2. Clean room
3. Clean bathroom
4. Wash laundry
5. Take out trash/recycling
6. Get outside
but here is what I managed to accomplish:
1. Get ready for the day
2. Watch a couple of movies/Rob and Big
3. Beyonce is live on TV right now...and I am powerless to her.
So instead of complaining that I can't manage to accomplish goals I make for myself, I'm going to do it tonight before I go to bed. And watch hockey with Lindsay tonight.
I'm really trying you guys. I'm really trying.
- Ned Kelly
(p.s. That's a good movie)
Mar. 9th, 2007
04:35 pm - A Rediscovery
I have never been good with writing. At least about serious issues. I write about tupperware as if its a serious life issue, I write about getting shots as if they're the end of the world - but I can't write about my life for the past three months. And now I'm sitting here with no one to talk to, and wishing I could start up writing again. But who will listen?
I need to make a rediscovery of myself. Last night I recieved a wake-up call that I never expected. And so with everyone gone on spring break, I'm just left alone with my thoughts. Since I can't vent about it to anyone in person, because I guess that's what got me into trouble in the first place...I suppose I can do it here and rediscover this once great passion of writing.
I'm not happy.
I don't find significance in tupperware anymore.
I can't find the humor in getting shots.
I don't have a Mr. Tablet PC in my classes. Or a Sr. Cowlick.
And I don't know that I can find it again. What happened? When did I get this way? When did all I talk about end up being about how much I don't like people? Not one of my most attractive qualities.
I need to make a rediscovery of myself. But if I don't even like myself, how am I supposed to expect other people to like me? If I don't even like my life anymore, why should I expect my attitude to reflect that I'm okay?
I don't know where to start.
- Eustace Scrubb
Jan. 24th, 2007
08:51 pm - Return of the Singer
I've returned. Ready for this?
"Return of the Singer"
My thoughts are open
and my passion wide.
My past is behind
and my love doesn't last.
I have a feeling the best is
still yet to come
And I'm wondering if the world
is ready for this.
This is the return of the singer,
and it's been long overdue.
Dec. 18th, 2006
"Maybe you can save us"
And so this closes another chapter in my college career. I have one last paper to write, two more finals to take, and I will have successfully completed one-half of my Sophomore year. Where did the time go? I know it's cliche, but it's incredibly true. From what seemed like it would be the LONGEST year of my life, it is now half over and I couldn't be more grateful.
"If what you want is what you're getting.."
So I think it might be time for an update on my life. I think I don't have friends. Well, not many at least. And I'm not saying this because I want people to feel sorry for me and be my friend, but it's just a simple fact of life. I'm moving forward with my life, and some times people get left out of it. Oh growing up, when will you stop? This semester I think was a very reflective semester about who I want to be, who I want to associate myself with, what kind of friends I want to have around. And if in the process, some people get left out of it, then so be it.
"And you can take this however you want."
What would you do if I wanted to attend Graduate school in England? Just a thought I've been kicking around. I mean, their Masters programs are intensive and they finish up in a year, so as much as it would cost to move myself out there I think it would be worth it. And I'd have my degree sooner. Right? Just a thought.
"Our days were numbered."
It's never too early to figure out what I want for the rest of my life, right? Because I'm thinking of going places. Places that will only take me to the next chapter of my life. I must continue to ask myself how the people around me can only help me better myself, and how these people are enriching my life to make me want to be better.
Is it too early to figure out who I want to spend the rest of my life?
"Don't be so sure that this is all it adds up to."
So I hope that whoever reads this can decipher exactly what I'm getting at. This is just me, at the end of one chapter of this year, eagerly awaiting the next and planning for so much more.
Nov. 26th, 2006
12:05 pm - A Lesson For The Books
Oh gosh kids - last night I did the stupidest thing ever. Well...I've done more stupid things than this, but it still makes the books with something that you should never ever do. Because...your mother was right all along.
Last night we decided that no one wanted to drink excessive amounts of alcohol, but we still wanted to have a pretty hoppin' party. So - we decided to throw a "Middle School Party." And here is the course of the evening:
1. Played a couple of rounds of Shasta Pong
2. Ate about a pound of gummy bears
3. Took a break to watch Nacho Libre
4. Came back to the party for more gummy bears
5. Played Truth or Dare (with gummy bears)
6. Talked until 2:30 in the morning
7. Went to Burger King at 2:35 am
Suffice to say that after that, the party was officially over. No one could walk back to the apartment without groaning.
I'm positive that I don't want anything sugary for quite some time...at least until Christmas. Because you're mother wasn't kidding when she said you'll have the worst stomach ache, and you'll ruin your dinner. I couldn't even make a dent in my fries.
I mean - this is worse than being drunk. This is worse than a hangover. I could barely make it back into my apartment to crawl into bed.
However when I did make it back to my apartment, I brushed my teeth for about ten minutes. Then I crawled into bed and cursed the skies above for ever putting such a foolish idea into my head. The idea that eating all that sugar could've possibly been such a good idea.
I think what did everyone in was the Shasta at the beginning of the night.
Sigh. So this is a tale that I will tell my kids some day:
"One time when I was in college..."
Nov. 8th, 2006
07:25 pm - An Observation - Part Two
Over the past couple of days, I've been fortunate (and not so fortunate) to be able to observe things casually. I've been able to listen in on some conversations that tell me a little something about life. Through these observations (and I don't know why this surprises me) just don't have anything substantial to say. And some people just talk about awkward things, full of awkward breaks.
But every once in awhile, you'll get the opportunity to tune your ears into something magnificent, and worthwhile.
I'm glad that I'm able to think for myself when it comes to my relationship. If I ever get into a relationship where my significant other is doing all the thinking for me, please please please slap me upside the head. Because...well...I'd deserve it.
I sat listening to just people, and couples in general and I've realized how things can balance out (or not).
While being in a relationship, two opinions are on the line and two completely separate people are trying to stick together and work things out. Obviously in order for relationships to work out, there needs to be compromise and agreements to be had.
But where do we draw the line?
If we're not married to the person, and not committed to the person, do we absolutely need to call and check in every ten minutes? Do we need to make sure we're voting the same on the same issues? And even if we are married, do we need to do any of those things?
I am so relieved that I can confidently say no. If I were to trust my significant other, I wouldn't need them to check in. It's nice to get a call letting me know how things are going, but that's about it. If we happen to vote the same way, that's just a coincidence then. It'll give me something to actually talk about. Something substantial.
Today I was sitting on the light-rail on my way home from the mall, and I was sitting across the aisle from an old Liberian man. When we came up to a stop, another older gentleman stepped on the train and immediately sat with the Liberian man.
Their mannerisms were that of old-buddies, that hadn't seen each other in a long time. Their conversation was interestingly enough about voting, and if they voted or not. One of the gentlemen talked about how he just didn't have the time after he got off work to go vote before the polls closed, and he was incredibly sad about that. He had been saying that he had been voting for years, and he couldn't believe he couldn't find the time.
The Liberian man was rather upset about voting. He was confused because when you vote, you need to be a US Citizen - but the people at the polls wouldn't let him vote. He was hurt because he said he had been voting in the United States for 30 years, he has had his Green Card for 36 years, and he works for the city of Minneapolis. He just couldn't figure out why all-of-a-sudden he couldn't vote this time around.
The first gentlemen was incredibly sorry to hear that, and was also incredibly sorry that he had not had the opportunity to vote, when he knew he could.
When the first gentlemen's stop came up, here is their conversation:
1: Oh hey man, this is my stop.
L: Alright. It was good to see you.
1: For sure, hopefully I'll see you again soon.
L: Alright man, yeah. I'm Rufus.
1: I'm James. It was nice to meet you.
I was completely floored by what had just happened right next to me. I thought, 'how can two gentlemen who have never met before have such a complete connection right away, and such a great conversation over the course of five minutes?' Everything they talked about was worth hearing, versus the three hours I've spent listening to other people.
I don't know if anyone else thought their conversation was worthwhile, but I did. I was completely amazed that substantiality was actually out there - outside of my apartment.
All I have to do is go and find it.
Nov. 3rd, 2006
02:01 pm - Wasting Time
Taking after S'Davies - I too have really nothing to add about my life. Which is kind of unsettling, but nevertheless, I'll just give in to the gloriousness of wasting time.
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
First Day at School: "When You Were Young" by: The Killers
Falling in Love: "I Need You Back" by: Ben Kweller
Fight Song: "The Remedy (I Won't Worry)" by: Jason Mraz
Breaking Up: "Could It Be" by: Staind
Prom: "Hallelujah" performed by: Imogen Heap
Life's OK: "Soon I Will Be Done With The Troubles of the World" by: David Crowder Band
Mental Breakdown: "The Eleventh Hour" by: Jars of Clay
Driving: "Open The Eyes of my Heart" performed by: Sonic Flood
Flashback: "It's Still Rock and Roll To Me" by: Billy Joel
Getting Back Together: "Heading Home" by: Jack Johnson
Wedding: "Coney Island" by: Death Cab For Cutie
Birth of Child: "Stars" by: David Crowder Band
Final Battle: "Everybody Wants To Go To Heaven (A Walk Down Stairs)" by: David Crowder Band
Death Scene: "Angel" by: John Secada
Funeral Song: "I Will Follow You Into The Dark" by: Death Cab For Cutie
End Credits: "The Fatal Wound" by: Switchfoot
Oct. 30th, 2006
02:51 pm - A Slew Of Things - In Brief
Okay friends - here's the quick rundown so that no one feels they have been neglected.
1. I'm very very sick right now. I woke up this morning, wishing I felt refreshed to take my midterm, but my body decided to say "Fuck You!!" I think my body has had enough of this work/school/sorority thing.
2. Which leads me to my next point: I'm taking a leave of absence from work. I just need to focus on school right about now, and not get sick while I'm at it. Next semester I also plan on taking 18-19 credits, and I figure not working would be a wise decision. My last day is on Friday.
3. Tomorrow is Halloween. Due to lack of money, my dream costume will not come true. I really wanted to be one of those hunting women, with the boots, the long underwear, and the hat...but I don't have the long underwear. Boo. I'll put pictures on facebook of my hat though. It is hella sweet. So the actual costume is looking to be a sleepover buddy with my roommate.
That was that.
I love everyone.
Oct. 24th, 2006
03:35 pm - Getting A Hang Of Things
I know I've said this before...but I really do feel that I'm getting a hang of this whole college thing. Never before have I ever been this productive in an afternoon...and it feels pretty darn good.
I've scheduled myself several appointments with my advisors so I can avoid that last minute rush before I have to register for classes. Now for those of you who know me like I do, this is a huge step in my organizational skills. I'm also ahead in my reading.
What has come over me?
Well...a daily planner for one thing, and a boyfriend who doesn't mind chilling with you while you both do homework, and when you hang out with your roommates a "study party" constitutes as a good time.
Okay. That was my update.
Also, if you have facebook, you may now check out my seven and a half inches shorter hair.