"I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know; right now you can't tell. ... I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired. I know; right now you don't care." Matchbox Twenty, Unwell
That impaired one is a shout-out to el señor Goss... lol.
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Thursday, July 31, 2003
Finally, physics grades are up! So, after this semester, my cumulative will be... 2.8! Exactly. I'm being serious! (Well, assuming I get an A in acting, which I will.) The only thing that I'm worried about is not getting into the sorority I want because of my grades. If that ends up being the case, I will just rush Spring semester (because my grades will kick ass after Fall semester for sure!)
Aaand in other news, I'm totally bored. If anyone wants to come entertain me while Triangle has its National Convention (this weekend, in Louisville, whee!) go for it! And while you're here, you can help me study my lines for acting. I've got it like 70% memorized, and I perform in 6 days! Whoo!
Oh, by the way, if you come over to entertain me PLEASE try to pop my back. Bryce tried for like 10 minutes yesterday and it didn't work. It's not like he's weak or anything, my stupid freaking back is just... stupid! And it won't pop! :(
Aaand in other news, I'm totally bored. If anyone wants to come entertain me while Triangle has its National Convention (this weekend, in Louisville, whee!) go for it! And while you're here, you can help me study my lines for acting. I've got it like 70% memorized, and I perform in 6 days! Whoo!
Oh, by the way, if you come over to entertain me PLEASE try to pop my back. Bryce tried for like 10 minutes yesterday and it didn't work. It's not like he's weak or anything, my stupid freaking back is just... stupid! And it won't pop! :(
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
I will always love you. I promise. If I cannot hold you in my arms, I will hold you in my heart.
currently listening to: Yoko Kanno & Troy, "Where does this ocean go?"
currently listening to: Yoko Kanno & Troy, "Where does this ocean go?"
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
Why am I so freaking bored? I can only contain myself for so long without a car. Maybe I will start jogging around campus or something. If only I still had my bike, I'd be riding that bad boy all around downtown Louisville. ...And it's not like people call me when they do stuff, I always have to call them and even then it's like "oh, we just came back from having dinner with lotsa people... oh we didn't think you would want to come"
Wellllll... all of you suck.
Wellllll... all of you suck.
Monday, July 28, 2003
I saw my roommate Brandi from GSP yesterday! And I got my CD back! :D (I accidentally left one of my CDs in her CD player after GSP.) She came over to my room to model this product her brother Deryl created (it's called mini-mantle) that for people that are on the top bunk and hate having to jump out of bed... or for people that like to drink water or pop in bed and don't really have a convenient cupholder, etc. They were supposed to be photograping in Stevenson, but it was totally locked up so I offered my room. They were totally estatic and glad I saved them! To show his appreciation, Deryl bought the CD that Brandi had (and actually it got stolen a while ago, along with her other CDs... people that steal are NOT cool).
I have the weirdest dreams, I swear... I had this weird dream that dealt with hot guys and cute little puppies, and took place in Target or Kmart. I don't remember all the details and I'm not going to get into the ones I do remember (because they are so totally obscure), but let me tell you, if I am ever faced with the decision of owning a dog and having a boyfriend, I will pick the dog. Dogs are always loyal and they aren't sneaky at all!
I have the weirdest dreams, I swear... I had this weird dream that dealt with hot guys and cute little puppies, and took place in Target or Kmart. I don't remember all the details and I'm not going to get into the ones I do remember (because they are so totally obscure), but let me tell you, if I am ever faced with the decision of owning a dog and having a boyfriend, I will pick the dog. Dogs are always loyal and they aren't sneaky at all!
Sunday, July 27, 2003
Be prepared, this post is going to be long. I can feel it in my creaky old bones. And I can already feel my mind flying at light speed...
I dunno where to begin. So I'll just pick something. I hate it when my friends are at odds; it makes me feel very off-balance. Bridget and Ed were upset with each other last weekend (I think they're on good terms again... but who knows [not me, no one calls and tells me what the scoop is]). They have their little spats but I think for the most part they are in good with each other. Bryce and Darrell, on the other hand... sheesh. These two always seem to be upset with each other, and with Darrell's short temper and 'fine, i'll let you win if you leave me the hell alone!' attitude teamed up with Bryce's inablility to listen or be sympathetic, and constant need to yell or whine or act otherwise immature to get his point across always end up with the same thing: everyone thinks things are on their way to being away from the negative level and approach neutrality, but someone goes off. It makes me really sad that they can't just freaking get over it and get along. They are both so stupid and blind because both of them rock my life. I remember way back in the day when the three of us would just misbehave and joke around and I loved it all. I liked having Brycetime and I liked having Darrelltime, but I got real joy out of drawing upon the comical duality of their yin/yang personalities. And then Christmas happened and Bryce wanted to shut himself off from the college world and just hang out at home. That didn't really click with Darrell and I, and Bryce freaked out on both of us. I think that's what put a damper on their friendship. Then they got on each others' nerves little by little and, well, a snowball turned into an avalanche. I've tried to tell them both everything that I could possibly think of that could help them, but when I get the attention of one the other refuses to listen so they both fume... and then I get both of their attentions and one misinterprets... and then they both fume at each other. I dunno what to do anymore. I'm so tired of crying over people who are blind to the help of others and crying never really helped anyone anyway.
Shifting a little bit... Darrell and I hung out a little today; he went shopping for shower curtains and other bathroom stuff for his (and soon-to-be Bryce's) room in Phase II. It was great fun, even including the long silences. Darrell and I always get started on the weirdest tangents, I swear. That's why I like talking to him, he makes me think in different and interesting ways. Darrell's such a wackyfun guy. He and his girl Sowmya, quite possibly the craziest and coolest Indian girl I've ever met, make a dynamic pair.
I wish I could make a dynamic pair with someone, but the way things are going now that is never going to happen. I always feel empty when I think of people dating (like DJ and Allison) and me not dating anyone. I had my shot with Tim last year, but he was way too self-concious and still heartbroken and emotionally bruised over Jessica. She was a BAD choice for first girlfriend, I would have rocked as a first girlfriend. But oh wait, I still rocked as a second girlfriend; fixing the broken pieces was hard, and he's still got quite a few broken pieces waiting to be repaired. And in between trying to be myself and focusing on lifting Tim up, Wes decided to tell me that he was interested in me. (Well let me tell you, it took a long time for him to finally get it--2+ years!) By the time he told me he would like to date me, I was already in a relationship that I wasn't about to give up at that point. The story between Wes and I is pretty much a saga, and now I know that there's zero chance I'll ever date him (two reasons: Amanda, this stellar girl from VA who he visits every couple months; and him going to UK as opposed to me being at U of L). And speaking of zero chance, cue music for every gay guy I've ever liked... I pick the two strongest ones for today. Ed is truly something else. I think I've loved him pretty much from mid-freshman [high school] year on... He's so full of passion and pain; of life and love; of heart and soul and peace of mind, but he can't find a way to channel it into something wonderful. And then Bryce... ugh, don't even get me started on that one. I was so intent on seeing him after GSP. I was mad at my parents when Allison had a cookout and Bryce went and I couldn't go (their logic was that I'd gotten my ears pierced the same day and that was enough fun and excitement; plus they didn't trust DJ driving me home then). Then I found out he was going here and I almost fell out of my chair. This completely stupendous boy was going to the same school as me... going to be in the same SCHOOL as me even! ...By the time DJ told me that Bryce was gay I figured it was over with me and boys. I talked to Tony Perkins during the middle of first semester and finally got the nerve, after a five-year crush, to tell him how I felt. He said he would have dated me in high school if I would have said something. I think I have bad luck with guys named Tony, because Tony Harper is yet another guy that I like that I have zero chance with. That story is long and extensive, but basically the same concept as every other guy I like: he thinks I'm cool but not in a date-wise manner. Alright, alright, I'm getting done with this list, but I'd like to throw Love (the gorgeous, tortured-by-self-conciousness model, who refuses to date me because of his self-conciousness), Greg Welsh (the jerk who had neither the heart nor spine to tell me directly and clearly that he really didn't like me after leading me on for a long time) and Chris Mitchell (the boy who made out with my friend from high school after knowing her for 30 minutes while I'd liked him for, oh, at least a semester or so) to the list of failed relationships... It's not really hard to see why I feel a gap inside me every day, is it? But, Matchbox Romance said it best... "I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time."
So where to now...? Well, everything is coming to a close, taking a short break, and then starting over again. I have class until the 7th of August, then LA from the 7th until the 10th, I go home the 10th or 11th, I come back the 16th for Sorority Rush Week, and then school starts the 25th. I'm ready for it to draw to a close so I can adjust my goals. Oh I almost forgot, Darrell and I talked about goals a little today... my three main goals for the fall semester are to get a little tanner (don't laugh... seriously you don't understand how much my parents--especially Mom--harrass me about being so light skinned), to lose 10-15 lbs (hey, I did it my first semester without even trying. I can do it :D), and to get all A's (but I will allow myself one B). What do you think? I need something to work toward seriously this upcoming semester. I'm tired of having goals and then going lax and attempting to coast. That obviously doesn't work, I've tried different levels of it for the past three semesters. Although I did step it up quite a bit second semester, and I'm proud of myself for it. I wish all my semesters could excel that level of dedication and excellence.
Coming back to Darrell (whose company seems to be the springboard for this entire post--Thanks Darrell ^_^), another thing we touched on today was people changing. "Well I've been 'fraid of changing cause I've built my life around you." (Dixie Chicks Fleetwood Mac, Landslide) Now, I'm not saying I've built my life around Darrell, but the Dixie Chicks raise an interesting point: people are afraid of chaging because they're afraid of altering a good relationship (or chain or string of relationships). I know that I've said before that Wes is totally awesome because he's changed in such positive way since I first met him. And right after Darrell said that he felt he hadn't changed since college from his old high school ways, that made me think, 'You have changed, Darrell.' There's no exact thing that I can note except the fact that he's beginning to find himself and be cool with it ... I like people who can do that, as frustrated as you may or may not be with who you are. Most people don't really notice their own changes until other people point it out. Sort of like myself when I came to college. I felt I was the same, but certain people noted how I'd changed (sometimes slightly, sometime astronomically... sometimes for the better, but initially, it was usually for the worst). I'm still changing, and it drives me crazy every day. The more I embrace life and its unpredictability, the more I change and... and the more I change the more unpredictable it becomes... and the more unpredictable it becomes the stronger I embrace it.... and the more I embrace it the more I change. Vicious cycle, anyone?
And on that note, I think I will culminate this post. It isn't a Tony Harper-esqe, thought-provoking blog, I could only wish. Tony makes observations about life, while I make comments about my life. Anyway, I'm sure at least three people are upset with me. Oh well. I can hear all about it whenever that person decides to face me (and in some cases, it will never come).
I dunno where to begin. So I'll just pick something. I hate it when my friends are at odds; it makes me feel very off-balance. Bridget and Ed were upset with each other last weekend (I think they're on good terms again... but who knows [not me, no one calls and tells me what the scoop is]). They have their little spats but I think for the most part they are in good with each other. Bryce and Darrell, on the other hand... sheesh. These two always seem to be upset with each other, and with Darrell's short temper and 'fine, i'll let you win if you leave me the hell alone!' attitude teamed up with Bryce's inablility to listen or be sympathetic, and constant need to yell or whine or act otherwise immature to get his point across always end up with the same thing: everyone thinks things are on their way to being away from the negative level and approach neutrality, but someone goes off. It makes me really sad that they can't just freaking get over it and get along. They are both so stupid and blind because both of them rock my life. I remember way back in the day when the three of us would just misbehave and joke around and I loved it all. I liked having Brycetime and I liked having Darrelltime, but I got real joy out of drawing upon the comical duality of their yin/yang personalities. And then Christmas happened and Bryce wanted to shut himself off from the college world and just hang out at home. That didn't really click with Darrell and I, and Bryce freaked out on both of us. I think that's what put a damper on their friendship. Then they got on each others' nerves little by little and, well, a snowball turned into an avalanche. I've tried to tell them both everything that I could possibly think of that could help them, but when I get the attention of one the other refuses to listen so they both fume... and then I get both of their attentions and one misinterprets... and then they both fume at each other. I dunno what to do anymore. I'm so tired of crying over people who are blind to the help of others and crying never really helped anyone anyway.
Shifting a little bit... Darrell and I hung out a little today; he went shopping for shower curtains and other bathroom stuff for his (and soon-to-be Bryce's) room in Phase II. It was great fun, even including the long silences. Darrell and I always get started on the weirdest tangents, I swear. That's why I like talking to him, he makes me think in different and interesting ways. Darrell's such a wackyfun guy. He and his girl Sowmya, quite possibly the craziest and coolest Indian girl I've ever met, make a dynamic pair.
I wish I could make a dynamic pair with someone, but the way things are going now that is never going to happen. I always feel empty when I think of people dating (like DJ and Allison) and me not dating anyone. I had my shot with Tim last year, but he was way too self-concious and still heartbroken and emotionally bruised over Jessica. She was a BAD choice for first girlfriend, I would have rocked as a first girlfriend. But oh wait, I still rocked as a second girlfriend; fixing the broken pieces was hard, and he's still got quite a few broken pieces waiting to be repaired. And in between trying to be myself and focusing on lifting Tim up, Wes decided to tell me that he was interested in me. (Well let me tell you, it took a long time for him to finally get it--2+ years!) By the time he told me he would like to date me, I was already in a relationship that I wasn't about to give up at that point. The story between Wes and I is pretty much a saga, and now I know that there's zero chance I'll ever date him (two reasons: Amanda, this stellar girl from VA who he visits every couple months; and him going to UK as opposed to me being at U of L). And speaking of zero chance, cue music for every gay guy I've ever liked... I pick the two strongest ones for today. Ed is truly something else. I think I've loved him pretty much from mid-freshman [high school] year on... He's so full of passion and pain; of life and love; of heart and soul and peace of mind, but he can't find a way to channel it into something wonderful. And then Bryce... ugh, don't even get me started on that one. I was so intent on seeing him after GSP. I was mad at my parents when Allison had a cookout and Bryce went and I couldn't go (their logic was that I'd gotten my ears pierced the same day and that was enough fun and excitement; plus they didn't trust DJ driving me home then). Then I found out he was going here and I almost fell out of my chair. This completely stupendous boy was going to the same school as me... going to be in the same SCHOOL as me even! ...By the time DJ told me that Bryce was gay I figured it was over with me and boys. I talked to Tony Perkins during the middle of first semester and finally got the nerve, after a five-year crush, to tell him how I felt. He said he would have dated me in high school if I would have said something. I think I have bad luck with guys named Tony, because Tony Harper is yet another guy that I like that I have zero chance with. That story is long and extensive, but basically the same concept as every other guy I like: he thinks I'm cool but not in a date-wise manner. Alright, alright, I'm getting done with this list, but I'd like to throw Love (the gorgeous, tortured-by-self-conciousness model, who refuses to date me because of his self-conciousness), Greg Welsh (the jerk who had neither the heart nor spine to tell me directly and clearly that he really didn't like me after leading me on for a long time) and Chris Mitchell (the boy who made out with my friend from high school after knowing her for 30 minutes while I'd liked him for, oh, at least a semester or so) to the list of failed relationships... It's not really hard to see why I feel a gap inside me every day, is it? But, Matchbox Romance said it best... "I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time."
So where to now...? Well, everything is coming to a close, taking a short break, and then starting over again. I have class until the 7th of August, then LA from the 7th until the 10th, I go home the 10th or 11th, I come back the 16th for Sorority Rush Week, and then school starts the 25th. I'm ready for it to draw to a close so I can adjust my goals. Oh I almost forgot, Darrell and I talked about goals a little today... my three main goals for the fall semester are to get a little tanner (don't laugh... seriously you don't understand how much my parents--especially Mom--harrass me about being so light skinned), to lose 10-15 lbs (hey, I did it my first semester without even trying. I can do it :D), and to get all A's (but I will allow myself one B). What do you think? I need something to work toward seriously this upcoming semester. I'm tired of having goals and then going lax and attempting to coast. That obviously doesn't work, I've tried different levels of it for the past three semesters. Although I did step it up quite a bit second semester, and I'm proud of myself for it. I wish all my semesters could excel that level of dedication and excellence.
Coming back to Darrell (whose company seems to be the springboard for this entire post--Thanks Darrell ^_^), another thing we touched on today was people changing. "Well I've been 'fraid of changing cause I've built my life around you." (
And on that note, I think I will culminate this post. It isn't a Tony Harper-esqe, thought-provoking blog, I could only wish. Tony makes observations about life, while I make comments about my life. Anyway, I'm sure at least three people are upset with me. Oh well. I can hear all about it whenever that person decides to face me (and in some cases, it will never come).
Saturday, July 26, 2003
Friday, July 25, 2003
What's up with that?
So I'm sure everyone and their granny has heard of the cutest gay guys on the block; Kyan, Carson, Thom, Jai, and Ted. Bravo's Queer Eye for the Straight Guy is TV's newest and most interesting makeover show out there. And when I say out, I mean out. Basically, five gay guys change a dull, out-of-place, or otherwise not cutting it straight guy into the epitomy of (hair) style, fashion, interior design, culture, and culinary arts [respectively]. Now, here is something to think of: someone (and I forgot who, if you tell me I'll give you credit) told me that they had heard the show undermines gays. Uhh, no? Sure it plays into the stereotypes (because I would rather ask my dad for fashion advice over Bryce because Bryce has just mastered the matching colors thing) but what show about non-white, non-middle class people doesn't? Playing into the stereotypes makes the show more fun because there's always something to joke about, no matter how dumb it is. So, Bravo, hats off to you... you're making life a little more entertaining for people everywhere.
And now for sports
So now I've got three finals down and one to go (acting in two weeks)... I've got an A in CAD (he posted them a long time ago); hopefully a C in Physics; hopefully a B in Calc (B+ would be awesome and help my GPA out a whole bunch); probably a B in Physics lab, even though my partner was a total genius I still had to do the prelabs by myself and he totally decimated me there; and if I don't get an A in Acting I will be sad because that's less of a chance I'll be recommended for Acting II (so that I can have fun making out with Love onstage... :D).
Today in the weather...
Today was a feel-good day... at least, after the Calc final it was. And even though I didn't do as well as I felt I could have for my acting performance today, it wasn't totally horrible. I went to Six Flags Kentucky Kingdom with DJ and Allison today, it was quite fun. And my hair is quite fun now too. I would go with Mary tomorrow except (1) I'm broke, and (2) I have to work from 5-midnight. Uhh, oh well. I think I am bringing the laptop AND Harry Potter with me. Or I might just bring HP and my acting stuff (the last quiz is next week and it's a terms-matching quiz).
And in other news...
Pfew! I'm ready for school to be over; whether I'm excited for Leadership Advantage, which starts the same day as my Acting final, or school to start, or sorority rush week, or my five-day summer break I don't know. But I'm definitely done with summer and ready for Fall! Bring it on, baby! I'm shooting for straight A's and this time I'm going to act like I want it. :)
So I'm sure everyone and their granny has heard of the cutest gay guys on the block; Kyan, Carson, Thom, Jai, and Ted. Bravo's Queer Eye for the Straight Guy is TV's newest and most interesting makeover show out there. And when I say out, I mean out. Basically, five gay guys change a dull, out-of-place, or otherwise not cutting it straight guy into the epitomy of (hair) style, fashion, interior design, culture, and culinary arts [respectively]. Now, here is something to think of: someone (and I forgot who, if you tell me I'll give you credit) told me that they had heard the show undermines gays. Uhh, no? Sure it plays into the stereotypes (because I would rather ask my dad for fashion advice over Bryce because Bryce has just mastered the matching colors thing) but what show about non-white, non-middle class people doesn't? Playing into the stereotypes makes the show more fun because there's always something to joke about, no matter how dumb it is. So, Bravo, hats off to you... you're making life a little more entertaining for people everywhere.
And now for sports
So now I've got three finals down and one to go (acting in two weeks)... I've got an A in CAD (he posted them a long time ago); hopefully a C in Physics; hopefully a B in Calc (B+ would be awesome and help my GPA out a whole bunch); probably a B in Physics lab, even though my partner was a total genius I still had to do the prelabs by myself and he totally decimated me there; and if I don't get an A in Acting I will be sad because that's less of a chance I'll be recommended for Acting II (so that I can have fun making out with Love onstage... :D).
Today in the weather...
Today was a feel-good day... at least, after the Calc final it was. And even though I didn't do as well as I felt I could have for my acting performance today, it wasn't totally horrible. I went to Six Flags Kentucky Kingdom with DJ and Allison today, it was quite fun. And my hair is quite fun now too. I would go with Mary tomorrow except (1) I'm broke, and (2) I have to work from 5-midnight. Uhh, oh well. I think I am bringing the laptop AND Harry Potter with me. Or I might just bring HP and my acting stuff (the last quiz is next week and it's a terms-matching quiz).
And in other news...
Pfew! I'm ready for school to be over; whether I'm excited for Leadership Advantage, which starts the same day as my Acting final, or school to start, or sorority rush week, or my five-day summer break I don't know. But I'm definitely done with summer and ready for Fall! Bring it on, baby! I'm shooting for straight A's and this time I'm going to act like I want it. :)
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
I hate my life
I'm so mad at the Housing Office. Why? Because they have been sitting on one of my paychecks for about two months, and it has caused major problems in my bank statement. If it messes it up that badly, I'm just going to start up a new bank account when my residual and KEES money comes in. Grr! Stupid housing! Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Now that THAT is over... back to my boring little life.
I'm so mad at the Housing Office. Why? Because they have been sitting on one of my paychecks for about two months, and it has caused major problems in my bank statement. If it messes it up that badly, I'm just going to start up a new bank account when my residual and KEES money comes in. Grr! Stupid housing! Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Now that THAT is over... back to my boring little life.
Don't put me in the middle. I can hold your hand, but I can't solve your problems.
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Everything is coming to and end, and the fun is just beginning. With no summer time to begin with, I've ended with one of the best-spent summers yet. Just when I figure out the rules, something changes. When I finally think I've seen you tested to every limit, you do something that I never contemplated you doing.
Life is unexpected, isn't it?
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Everything is coming to and end, and the fun is just beginning. With no summer time to begin with, I've ended with one of the best-spent summers yet. Just when I figure out the rules, something changes. When I finally think I've seen you tested to every limit, you do something that I never contemplated you doing.
Life is unexpected, isn't it?
Friday, July 18, 2003
Question of the week
Question posed: if you don't talk to someone over the summer, does that not make them your friend anymore? From Liebe (aka Chris P.)
Answer: No silly boy. Some people are just busy over the summer. I don't know half these people, but the other half are doing something I'm sure. But I'm never too busy to stop and chat for 5 minutes. :) or send out a good email.
Soo... my bowling sucked after 2 games... out of five. I bowled 80-something, 99, and then three 73's (or something along those lines). It was BAD. Dan was bowling badly too. My problem was I like 9 lb balls, and the lane we go to doesn't have them; 10's are kinda heavy (but yield better results when seeking out strikes) and 8's just go wild (but are good for direct shots). Moral of the story is: I need to get a wrist brace if I keep bowling with Dan! My right wrist is crap.
Question posed: if you don't talk to someone over the summer, does that not make them your friend anymore? From Liebe (aka Chris P.)
Answer: No silly boy. Some people are just busy over the summer. I don't know half these people, but the other half are doing something I'm sure. But I'm never too busy to stop and chat for 5 minutes. :) or send out a good email.
Soo... my bowling sucked after 2 games... out of five. I bowled 80-something, 99, and then three 73's (or something along those lines). It was BAD. Dan was bowling badly too. My problem was I like 9 lb balls, and the lane we go to doesn't have them; 10's are kinda heavy (but yield better results when seeking out strikes) and 8's just go wild (but are good for direct shots). Moral of the story is: I need to get a wrist brace if I keep bowling with Dan! My right wrist is crap.
Thursday, July 17, 2003
What a long, sad, twisted week. It is starting to make something well up inside me, and I have to let it all go. I suppose it's that time again... this weekend will be full of self-discovery, deep reflections, heartfelt journal entries, and at least half a box of kleenex.
Uhh, nevermind, that's next weekend! This weekend, however, will be devoted to studying my ass off (and going to two traning sessions). I've never studied my ass off before in my life but Lord help me, I'm going to kick Monday's Physics final in the butt, and Thursday's Calculus final too! And after I serve up this double-helping of booty kicking, I will make some more and serve it to a select few who continue to refuse to listen to me, even though I have a good idea what I'm talking about. ...On second thought, strike that. I'll let them act silly for a little while and then maybe after not seeing them for a while I will reassess the situation before I hit the stove up.
In other news, the last Calc test before the final is tomorrow night. And what am I doing tonight? Bowling, yea baby! And then when I get back I'm studying a little bit of Calc!
Uhh, nevermind, that's next weekend! This weekend, however, will be devoted to studying my ass off (and going to two traning sessions). I've never studied my ass off before in my life but Lord help me, I'm going to kick Monday's Physics final in the butt, and Thursday's Calculus final too! And after I serve up this double-helping of booty kicking, I will make some more and serve it to a select few who continue to refuse to listen to me, even though I have a good idea what I'm talking about. ...On second thought, strike that. I'll let them act silly for a little while and then maybe after not seeing them for a while I will reassess the situation before I hit the stove up.
In other news, the last Calc test before the final is tomorrow night. And what am I doing tonight? Bowling, yea baby! And then when I get back I'm studying a little bit of Calc!
If you ever get really bored, make me show you that my hair is like 5 different lengths (today would be a good day). I know my 'bangs' are at least three different lengths!
Sunday, July 13, 2003
I bowled a 107 today! Thanks, Dan, for showing me how to kick ass in bowling. :D Now, if I can kick ass in a consistent pattern, I can kick mondo ass.
Thought of the day: Who needs enemies when you have friends that are mean?
Thought of the day: Who needs enemies when you have friends that are mean?
Good news, bad news
The bad news is: my bike was stolen a few days ago (probably Thursday night), I just realized it today. The good news is: my bike wasn't the only one taken.
What happened was: someone cut through my lock (and the other person's lock) and took it. Why was mine targeted? Because the lock was easy to take (wire cutters probably did the trick, although upon examination it looks as if they had a little trouble getting the lock to come apart the first few tries) and because my bike is relatively new. Either way, that's totally uncool.
Anyway, I'm going to do some calculus before I take a nap and then make myself look cute and go to Fazoli's & go bowling! :)
The bad news is: my bike was stolen a few days ago (probably Thursday night), I just realized it today. The good news is: my bike wasn't the only one taken.
What happened was: someone cut through my lock (and the other person's lock) and took it. Why was mine targeted? Because the lock was easy to take (wire cutters probably did the trick, although upon examination it looks as if they had a little trouble getting the lock to come apart the first few tries) and because my bike is relatively new. Either way, that's totally uncool.
Anyway, I'm going to do some calculus before I take a nap and then make myself look cute and go to Fazoli's & go bowling! :)
Saturday, July 12, 2003
And the amorous beat keeps playing on...
Still stuck on like, love, admiration, and such and such, I had a conversation with a very special guy last night (who needs to date me *grin*). Anyway, I got this email forward from Love...
"Every lover feels that something is missing, because love is unfinished. It is a process, not a thing. Every lover is bound to feel that something is missing. Don't interpret this wrongly. It simply shows that love in itself is dynamic.
Love is just like a river, always moving. In the very movement is the life of the river. Once it stops it becomes a stagnant thing; then it is no longer a river. The very word river shows a process, the very sound of it gives you the feeling of movement.
Love is a river. So don't think that something is missing; it is part of love's process. And it is good that it is not completed. When something is missing you have to do something about it - that is a call from higher and higher peaks. Not that when you reach them you will feel fulfilled; love never feels fulfilled. It knows no fulfillment, but it is beautiful because then it is alive forever and ever.
And you will always feel that something is not in tune. That too is natural, because when two persons are meeting, two different worlds are meeting. To expect that they will fit perfectly is to expect the impossible, and that will create frustration. At the most there are a few moments when everything is in tune, rare moments.
This is how it has to be. Make all efforts to create that intuneness, but always be ready if it doesn't happen perfectly. And don't be worried about it, otherwise you will fall more and more out of tune. It comes only when you are not worried about it. It happens only when you are not tense about it, when you are not even expecting it - just out of the blue."
Still stuck on like, love, admiration, and such and such, I had a conversation with a very special guy last night (who needs to date me *grin*). Anyway, I got this email forward from Love...
"Every lover feels that something is missing, because love is unfinished. It is a process, not a thing. Every lover is bound to feel that something is missing. Don't interpret this wrongly. It simply shows that love in itself is dynamic.
Love is just like a river, always moving. In the very movement is the life of the river. Once it stops it becomes a stagnant thing; then it is no longer a river. The very word river shows a process, the very sound of it gives you the feeling of movement.
Love is a river. So don't think that something is missing; it is part of love's process. And it is good that it is not completed. When something is missing you have to do something about it - that is a call from higher and higher peaks. Not that when you reach them you will feel fulfilled; love never feels fulfilled. It knows no fulfillment, but it is beautiful because then it is alive forever and ever.
And you will always feel that something is not in tune. That too is natural, because when two persons are meeting, two different worlds are meeting. To expect that they will fit perfectly is to expect the impossible, and that will create frustration. At the most there are a few moments when everything is in tune, rare moments.
This is how it has to be. Make all efforts to create that intuneness, but always be ready if it doesn't happen perfectly. And don't be worried about it, otherwise you will fall more and more out of tune. It comes only when you are not worried about it. It happens only when you are not tense about it, when you are not even expecting it - just out of the blue."
Friday, July 11, 2003
While I'm on this relating (about dating) tangent, Dan said something interesting... "I am lonely. Really lonely. I desperately need a girlfriend. However, I have no idea how in the world to go about getting one." I feel ya there, Dan. Well, I want a boyfriend and not a girlfriend. Anyway, I may not be his girlfriend, but I am way cooler than most girls and I keep him in check. :) I should find some cute little girl in one of my fall classes to hook him up with... Aww, that would be cute!
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
So maybe Britney is like me...
As much as Britney Spears and I don't have in common, there is one thing she said that hits home. "Seriously, I haven't had a boy in a really long time, and I'm really craving ... just a kiss, man. Just a kiss would be nice."
Mmmm, I heart kisses. Even taco-flavored ones. *dances* taco taco, burrito burrito...
As much as Britney Spears and I don't have in common, there is one thing she said that hits home. "Seriously, I haven't had a boy in a really long time, and I'm really craving ... just a kiss, man. Just a kiss would be nice."
Mmmm, I heart kisses. Even taco-flavored ones. *dances* taco taco, burrito burrito...
The only thing I don't like about summer is no matter how thin or short my clothes are, they still stick to me. Eww. Luckily for me, in the midday heat (after everything had dried off from raining this morning) Jeremy, Allison, and Max attempted to ice me off during Speed Olympics. Since I had class, I couldn't go to the entire FUN part, I just caught clean up. But at least I got free food. :)
Man, two more days until I go back home for the weekend again. I think after that, the next time I'll be home is after ALL classes end (so about 4 weeks).
I'm tired. I hope there's lots of thunder and lightning (like yesterday afternoon) or rain (like last night & this morning) or all of the above! They help me sleep.
Man, two more days until I go back home for the weekend again. I think after that, the next time I'll be home is after ALL classes end (so about 4 weeks).
I'm tired. I hope there's lots of thunder and lightning (like yesterday afternoon) or rain (like last night & this morning) or all of the above! They help me sleep.
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
Saturday, July 05, 2003
Man, I'm never taking Brian bowling again... he whines to freaking much! Oh well. At least Kyle was fun. He beat me both times (one pin the first time and 3 the second... and I was the last bowler). That's how bored I was today. I think I'm going to lift weights some, then do calc, then lift a little more, then calc... then sleep. Tomorrow I'm going to try to get some sun in after church and before I go back to Louisville. My acting class starts Monday. :) It will be an interesting change of pace (or, it'll be an interesting addition to my schedule)... I wonder if I should supa-dress up my first day of class, or just look cute. :)
It is quite chilly in the computer/storage room. But it always is. Anyway! I think I found a new lifting partner (^5!)... Steve! Yes, everyone's favorite moose-dancing Steve. I hope he makes me work hard like Josh did. If not, I'll still be okay. Whoohoo, back to the gym! I'll have to shuffle my schedule around a little more, since I have a class from 11A-12.50P now (acting I). I'll have to ask the teacher about missing part of the class on Thursdays for council. Stupid acting department didn't return my freakin' calls. Oh well! So today I'll be un-bored for a little while, Bridget is coming over at around 3. Hopefully I'll be able to do something with Ed or Wes too, but I doubt it highly.
Well, I'm starting to feel sorta hungry... mmm grilled chicken!
Well, I'm starting to feel sorta hungry... mmm grilled chicken!
Friday, July 04, 2003
Happy Fourth, y'all!
On day two of my all-expenses paid trip home...
What's more fun than making food, driving around, eating good food, setting off cheap fireworks, and acting crazy? Hanging out with your family at the same time! What a day. :) I'm on my way to cuteness. Boys, look out! Actually, it doesn't make a difference. On days that I'm really confident of my cuteness, I'll just pretend that the boys are too shy to ask me out. I did it in high school and it turned out to be true, three times. :D Anyway, during a trip to Wal*Mart I got some new flip-flops (I still want a couple more pairs--the light up kind, oooh) and a couple cute spring dresses (by convincing Mom that Allison has some and why shouldn't I have some too?), and random other things (like at-home spa stuff that was 94¢). Although, I forgot to pick up a bike lock, I can do it sometime later. And I need to find a shirt or two that matches olive green pants. I should ask Bridget for her expert fashion advice.
Kyle, Brian and I set off fireworks in the driveway (and the street)... it was quite entertaining, with Mom calling every firework a dud and Dad just sipping his l'il drink. :D My parents are hilarious, I swear. The only dissappointing part of the day was trying to do calculus... it wasn't hard but the way Kantardzic explained it was kinda weird, and I didn't follow it too well. I
Well, I'm getting tired and I'm leaving with my parents at 7.45 AM to pick Brittney up from some camp that's 2.5 hours away... Au revoir. :)
Thursday, July 03, 2003
There is something beautifully tangible about life that seems to slowly be slipping from my fingers. My thoughts of people here are slowly being whittled down from pedastal to mere mortal or worse... I feel like I'm in high school all over again, except people are a little more mature and tactful. People just need to grow up or grow backbones, one of the two. Some could even use both.
Anyway, I'm at home right now (yay)! I was excited when Mom asked me, about 25 minutes into the trip, if I wanted to go shopping... at Lane Bryant!! And she let me get a WHOLE bunch of clothes! A new skirt, two pairs of pants, a shirt and hoodie combo ... and other things. :D Yay for new cute clothes. I can feel cute and not-as-round now, but I still need to get some new flip-flops at Wal*Mart soon... I hope I can watch a movie with my friends this weekend, or even just see them. Well anyway, I'm hungry so I'm going to see if I can beat Brian away from all the food. :)
Anyway, I'm at home right now (yay)! I was excited when Mom asked me, about 25 minutes into the trip, if I wanted to go shopping... at Lane Bryant!! And she let me get a WHOLE bunch of clothes! A new skirt, two pairs of pants, a shirt and hoodie combo ... and other things. :D Yay for new cute clothes. I can feel cute and not-as-round now, but I still need to get some new flip-flops at Wal*Mart soon... I hope I can watch a movie with my friends this weekend, or even just see them. Well anyway, I'm hungry so I'm going to see if I can beat Brian away from all the food. :)
2008 is going to be one hell of a ride.
About Me
- Name: biancasimone
- Location: Louisville, Kentucky, United States
Once upon a time, a girl fell in love with a boy. The boy also fell in love with the girl. Later, they decided that they loved each other so much that they wanted to show the world how much they loved each other, so they got married. Then, then decided that they showed the world how much they loved each other, and they wanted to teach someone how to love the world as such, and they had a beautiful baby girl. Twenty-four years later, they still get headaches from me. :)
Previous Posts
- Day 13: I missed my first day of class. :(
- Day 12: Down with the sickness! (Madness is the gi...
- Day 11: Relaxation!
- Day 10: Never travel with a diva!
- Day 9: No school!
- Day 8: Errbody in the club gettin' tipsy!
- Day 7: Walking up a (steep) hill was our daily exe...
- Day 6: "The lunch special includes a free taxi bac...
- Day 5: Our first calm day; first day of class!
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