Ash, Jen and I
Saturday, May 07, 2005
What?
Yes, my mom did tell me I need to study. And no, I did not lie to her when I said I would. But yes, I am in college and she is not here breathing down my neck. So no, I am not going to study right this minute.
Now that we got that out of the way, on to the next order of business. I will refrain from talking about how much school sucks because God knows that I bitch about it enough already. So I have had this need to write about my pryer(meaning younger) life, but I wasn't really sure where to start. So I will begin with how I failed my life. I changed my mind I don't feel like writing. I am getting mad now. SO MAD!
So in the mean time while I cool down, I will post some picts. Cya.
Now that we got that out of the way, on to the next order of business. I will refrain from talking about how much school sucks because God knows that I bitch about it enough already. So I have had this need to write about my pryer(meaning younger) life, but I wasn't really sure where to start. So I will begin with how I failed my life. I changed my mind I don't feel like writing. I am getting mad now. SO MAD!
So in the mean time while I cool down, I will post some picts. Cya.
Friday, May 06, 2005
On the home stretch!
I have a few things I would like to say:
1. Speech class sucks. Or at least my teacher does.
2. Why in God's name would ANYONE want to study botany?! WHY?
3. I am really out of shape, and I have gotten worse at sharks and minnos.
4. Confession: I don't know how to study.
5. Why do I have this freakish obsession with thinking and dreaming about margrittas? (as I sit here and listen to "Wasting Away in Margrittaville")
6. Is it really sad that I could feel my shins burn when I was walking to class today?
7. I wasn't going to party tonight but there's this really big one that is going on....
8. I have this new thing about poetry, I think I am starting to really like it. Too bad my poetry class just ended when I was just starting to like it.
9. Just because you went to a formal dance last night does not mean you should wear your hair like that the rest of the week.
10. Why on the Old Navy bags did it say "shopping is fun again"? First of all it was never fun and even if it was, did it get boring for a couple of years until they decided they would proclaim it a fun thing to do?
11. I have over 25 pair of shoes. I forgot about 20 pairs. Huh.
12. Finals are overrated. And so is school. And so is swimming.
Ok well now that I have gotten those things off of my chest I would like to say that I AM DONE WITH MY CLASSES! No more freshman year! Hurrah! That went pretty fast, but looking back some things seemed like forever ago.
Today we were talking about things we were going to miss, and I came to the general conclusion I am going to miss this room (oddly enough), and walking to dinner with Ash, Lauren and Maggie. I will not miss the loud neighbors, and I will not miss hall meetings. There are more that fit in each category, but ya. That's the jist of it.
Boys state this weekend, so hopefully I will see both of my brothers swim, it should be a really good meet. I am looking forward to seeing how fast some of those guys are, I will expect to see some records being broken. Besides that my plan is to study, study, study this weekend. As well as maybe a little party tonight... or as my friend said on my message "We are having a HUGE party tonight", you know, same thing.
Ach, I ate too much today. I am feeling shitty, but it's my own fault. Plus everyone who pressured me. Peer pressure these days is at an all time high, I should not feel pressured to eat that much. As I sit here I had a brain block, and the only words that came to my head was captian crunch. O, how very sad. Another random thought I just had was about an accordian, I wonder if it's difficult to play those. They look kinda tricky. I also just decided I need to have a count down until I go to North Carolina. Nevermind, I got to 50 and lost count and decided it would be better if I just waited until it was closer.
And I would like to end how I started with a few last words:
1. I like Jimmy Buffet. I do not like Ashley Simpson.
2. Ramen doesn't fill you up.
3. It would be nice to know what happened to my swim coach...I wonder if he's coming back
4. I can climb a 14er. I've never done it, but it can't be that hard.
5. The song I am listening to is really weird. But Noma Noma is a good one, I think I will listen to that too. And so is "everyone else has had more sex than me". Classic.
6. I think I was only asleep for like two hours last night.
7. I wonder how my rabbit is doing.
8. I didn't think it was possible, but yesterday I saw someone daydream in mid-sentence. It was interesting.
9. This is causing too much thinking.
10. Time to go study.
Until next time. Adios.
O, count down:
Days of school: 3
Days until home: 7
Um...that is all. Goodbye.
1. Speech class sucks. Or at least my teacher does.
2. Why in God's name would ANYONE want to study botany?! WHY?
3. I am really out of shape, and I have gotten worse at sharks and minnos.
4. Confession: I don't know how to study.
5. Why do I have this freakish obsession with thinking and dreaming about margrittas? (as I sit here and listen to "Wasting Away in Margrittaville")
6. Is it really sad that I could feel my shins burn when I was walking to class today?
7. I wasn't going to party tonight but there's this really big one that is going on....
8. I have this new thing about poetry, I think I am starting to really like it. Too bad my poetry class just ended when I was just starting to like it.
9. Just because you went to a formal dance last night does not mean you should wear your hair like that the rest of the week.
10. Why on the Old Navy bags did it say "shopping is fun again"? First of all it was never fun and even if it was, did it get boring for a couple of years until they decided they would proclaim it a fun thing to do?
11. I have over 25 pair of shoes. I forgot about 20 pairs. Huh.
12. Finals are overrated. And so is school. And so is swimming.
Ok well now that I have gotten those things off of my chest I would like to say that I AM DONE WITH MY CLASSES! No more freshman year! Hurrah! That went pretty fast, but looking back some things seemed like forever ago.
Today we were talking about things we were going to miss, and I came to the general conclusion I am going to miss this room (oddly enough), and walking to dinner with Ash, Lauren and Maggie. I will not miss the loud neighbors, and I will not miss hall meetings. There are more that fit in each category, but ya. That's the jist of it.
Boys state this weekend, so hopefully I will see both of my brothers swim, it should be a really good meet. I am looking forward to seeing how fast some of those guys are, I will expect to see some records being broken. Besides that my plan is to study, study, study this weekend. As well as maybe a little party tonight... or as my friend said on my message "We are having a HUGE party tonight", you know, same thing.
Ach, I ate too much today. I am feeling shitty, but it's my own fault. Plus everyone who pressured me. Peer pressure these days is at an all time high, I should not feel pressured to eat that much. As I sit here I had a brain block, and the only words that came to my head was captian crunch. O, how very sad. Another random thought I just had was about an accordian, I wonder if it's difficult to play those. They look kinda tricky. I also just decided I need to have a count down until I go to North Carolina. Nevermind, I got to 50 and lost count and decided it would be better if I just waited until it was closer.
And I would like to end how I started with a few last words:
1. I like Jimmy Buffet. I do not like Ashley Simpson.
2. Ramen doesn't fill you up.
3. It would be nice to know what happened to my swim coach...I wonder if he's coming back
4. I can climb a 14er. I've never done it, but it can't be that hard.
5. The song I am listening to is really weird. But Noma Noma is a good one, I think I will listen to that too. And so is "everyone else has had more sex than me". Classic.
6. I think I was only asleep for like two hours last night.
7. I wonder how my rabbit is doing.
8. I didn't think it was possible, but yesterday I saw someone daydream in mid-sentence. It was interesting.
9. This is causing too much thinking.
10. Time to go study.
Until next time. Adios.
O, count down:
Days of school: 3
Days until home: 7
Um...that is all. Goodbye.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
This might take some time
Once again it has been a long week, and I am going to need a lot of caffine to get me through the night. Of course I have to finish my paper, but I decided that this would be a good warm up...or something like that.
Well today was extremely long, and boring for the most part. Although my plant life teacher just decided to give us twenty points. You would think it would be an easy class, WRONG. Not easy. O well only one more time and the final and I am outta here.
Sick of class, sick of dorm food and sick of the dorms in general. And I can't wait to mention I am pretty sick of swimming. Even though I only went once this week. I just can't wait to get out of here. Or at least be done with everything.
Then I can start work and that wonderful math class I have been so excited for. Ugg. I just need to remind myself it's summer, which is much better than spring, or winter, or fall. Especially since there is no school. And I can actually make some money.
I am also ready to see everyone again, it's been too long. It's just one of those days where I want to sink away from the world until school is officially out. I feel overwhelmed with everything, but I know I'm not the only one. Which makes it seem not as bad, because everyone is going through it, but somehow I feel like I am more behind. My feet are stuck in glue, maybe like three feet deep of rubber cement. And it's going to take me a while to chizzle the shit out of it. So that I can finally get going again. I think it's gonna be a while. Since I am being a negitive nelly, I think that I will just post a poem and call it a day. I wrote it after seeing a painting in the gallery.
FALLING
Splattered colors
I sink my hand into its
Depth
Now I am falling
Through the zig-zag
Bouncing off the
Emerald and jade
Energized strips
Slice
Textured background
Golden spots encircle me
And crowd my vision
Ruby reflects off the violet
Vibrant sapphire seeps through
Subtle tangerine waves
Into magenta
As I am still
Falling into the
Chaos
Of the scribbled
Chicken scratch
Even though that is a little to bright and optimistic for me right now, putting a depressing one would not help my mood. So I will just leave it at that. Now time for the deaded paper. Not looking foward to it. Not at all.
Well today was extremely long, and boring for the most part. Although my plant life teacher just decided to give us twenty points. You would think it would be an easy class, WRONG. Not easy. O well only one more time and the final and I am outta here.
Sick of class, sick of dorm food and sick of the dorms in general. And I can't wait to mention I am pretty sick of swimming. Even though I only went once this week. I just can't wait to get out of here. Or at least be done with everything.
Then I can start work and that wonderful math class I have been so excited for. Ugg. I just need to remind myself it's summer, which is much better than spring, or winter, or fall. Especially since there is no school. And I can actually make some money.
I am also ready to see everyone again, it's been too long. It's just one of those days where I want to sink away from the world until school is officially out. I feel overwhelmed with everything, but I know I'm not the only one. Which makes it seem not as bad, because everyone is going through it, but somehow I feel like I am more behind. My feet are stuck in glue, maybe like three feet deep of rubber cement. And it's going to take me a while to chizzle the shit out of it. So that I can finally get going again. I think it's gonna be a while. Since I am being a negitive nelly, I think that I will just post a poem and call it a day. I wrote it after seeing a painting in the gallery.
FALLING
Splattered colors
I sink my hand into its
Depth
Now I am falling
Through the zig-zag
Bouncing off the
Emerald and jade
Energized strips
Slice
Textured background
Golden spots encircle me
And crowd my vision
Ruby reflects off the violet
Vibrant sapphire seeps through
Subtle tangerine waves
Into magenta
As I am still
Falling into the
Chaos
Of the scribbled
Chicken scratch
Even though that is a little to bright and optimistic for me right now, putting a depressing one would not help my mood. So I will just leave it at that. Now time for the deaded paper. Not looking foward to it. Not at all.
Monday, May 02, 2005
Sunday, May 01, 2005
Fighting with the clock
Well for sake of doing my homework I am back. Once again it is my second most dreaded day of the week, Sunday. Monday tops it off with being the worst, and I would say Wednesday follows that. Nothing exciting happens on those days. I mean granted there's no school on Sunday but it's always the day you need most for recovery from the weekend and then you look at your assignment book and see that there is not even time for anything but homework. Somehow it always works out that way even if I do homework on Saturday, there's always even more to do on Sunday. And then there's those times where I just don't do it at all. Those Sundays are the best, but then the Mondays are the worst.
Anyway a good thing about today is that it is NOT snowing (knock on wood). Even though it is cloudy, it's clearing up. So that makes things better. So this was my last real college weekend. One moment of silence for the last real weekend. It might even be the last ever since I might just fail out.
Ok well I took a moment for the weekend, and I realized that it was an interesting weekend. It was relaxing and laid back. Some might look at it as pathetic, but I see it as invigorating... This was the overview:
Friday: Chipolte and Starbucks, best combo ever. Then we just came back and hung out, it was me, Chris, Lauren, Andy, and Ash for a bit. THEN... (hour later) bed time. What a night let me tell ya. But it was what I needed, because if we really wan ted to go out we would have. If there's a will there's a way.
Ach, nevermind. My weekend was too uneventful to give an overview.
But it was good, just not extremely out of control. And that's exactly how I wanted it. Saturday night was fun, I got my Katie time that is going to be taken away from me pretty soon here. I need as much Katie and Jen time as possible before they are gone. Because three months is a freaking long time.
Took down the good old picts today. So sad. Our room is beginning to look like a real dorm room. How depressing. It is going to be hard to take everything down, it going to look bleak. Just like my life. O no.
Well I have so much homework that I will be doing it all night if I don't start now. And my hands feel flopy. If that's how you spell it. They have no energy, like when you have swam or ran a lot without eating for days and you have only had one sip of water and you have slept not a wink, and your foot is cramping and someone just hit you in the face, or maybe stepped on it. With an Ugg boot, so they left the imprint that says "UGG" and underneath "Australia". That is how they feel.
Ok well I really have to do homework and I am feeling extremely uncreative today and I have to write eight poems. EIGHT. You have to be feeling semi-creative to write that amount of poems. I mean you can wing it if you have to write two and you have no creative spark whatsoever (like I do now), but not eight.
I like how I keep writing about how I have to do homework... three paragraphs later... And I am still here. I just don't want to do it. Two more weeks, I can do it. Until then, it going to be hell. I am already starting to get hot as I near the fire of DOOM. Rambling I know. I am so out of it I feel like I am on drugs. Ok ok. Bye.
Anyway a good thing about today is that it is NOT snowing (knock on wood). Even though it is cloudy, it's clearing up. So that makes things better. So this was my last real college weekend. One moment of silence for the last real weekend. It might even be the last ever since I might just fail out.
Ok well I took a moment for the weekend, and I realized that it was an interesting weekend. It was relaxing and laid back. Some might look at it as pathetic, but I see it as invigorating... This was the overview:
Friday: Chipolte and Starbucks, best combo ever. Then we just came back and hung out, it was me, Chris, Lauren, Andy, and Ash for a bit. THEN... (hour later) bed time. What a night let me tell ya. But it was what I needed, because if we really wan ted to go out we would have. If there's a will there's a way.
Ach, nevermind. My weekend was too uneventful to give an overview.
But it was good, just not extremely out of control. And that's exactly how I wanted it. Saturday night was fun, I got my Katie time that is going to be taken away from me pretty soon here. I need as much Katie and Jen time as possible before they are gone. Because three months is a freaking long time.
Took down the good old picts today. So sad. Our room is beginning to look like a real dorm room. How depressing. It is going to be hard to take everything down, it going to look bleak. Just like my life. O no.
Well I have so much homework that I will be doing it all night if I don't start now. And my hands feel flopy. If that's how you spell it. They have no energy, like when you have swam or ran a lot without eating for days and you have only had one sip of water and you have slept not a wink, and your foot is cramping and someone just hit you in the face, or maybe stepped on it. With an Ugg boot, so they left the imprint that says "UGG" and underneath "Australia". That is how they feel.
Ok well I really have to do homework and I am feeling extremely uncreative today and I have to write eight poems. EIGHT. You have to be feeling semi-creative to write that amount of poems. I mean you can wing it if you have to write two and you have no creative spark whatsoever (like I do now), but not eight.
I like how I keep writing about how I have to do homework... three paragraphs later... And I am still here. I just don't want to do it. Two more weeks, I can do it. Until then, it going to be hell. I am already starting to get hot as I near the fire of DOOM. Rambling I know. I am so out of it I feel like I am on drugs. Ok ok. Bye.
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