This is completely outside of my normal once-a-week blogging activity... maybe that's a bad sign... but I just can't concentrate right now. This will at least keep me in my room, instead of walking around and starting conversations that will last two hours or more... not that that's a bad thing either, it's just that I've been getting to bed really late because of it, and not getting enough studying in. College would be better without classes. True that.
Talking about things that would be better... life has been better as of the last dozen or so hours. We decided to move the talent show back to next semester, which takes a huge load off my shoulders for the next couple days. Karate belt test was moved back to next Saturday, so I've got more time to order belts for everyone... although I really need to get on that soon. Group work for Anatomy is now due in a week instead of this Thursday. And the Future of Honors discussion went really well (at least, that was my impression)! Yeah, life is better.
But why is my head still whirling with endless thoughts? I guess school isn't everything that's on my mind.
Still listening to "The General"... I wish someone would tell me that I could get away from it all, just walk away, that I wasn't being held to others' (haha, or my own) expectations... sometimes we just need to be forgiven. It's hard enough to forgive yourself, though.
And boys are trouble.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Monday, November 28, 2005
like a child
So Thanksgiving has come and gone. My head hurts from studying OChem three days straight, and then getting stuck in near-death driving conditions on the 8 (normally 6) hour ride back... Why did I come back? Oh yeah, class... bleh. I could barely stay awake in my classes... I tell you, I could have sworn that we were going to have our first snow day in about 7 years today, but the snow wasn't falling hard enough, I guess. Wind speed was about 40 mph, but I guess that doesn't matter D:
It was definitely good to be back, enjoying the Honey Bunches of Oats for breakfast, shoveling with my papa, watching my parents and aunt and uncle get tipsy on wine at Thanksgiving ;), hanging out with Emily, spending way too much on shopping, having Grandma Kaye ask me every five minutes what I would want for Christmas, seeing people at church... The sermon was really great. It was one of those moments that you don't really look for God to speak to you, but somehow He really gets through... It was a comparison between how our parents wait for us to come back from college... they'll go on with their everyday stuff, but every once in awhile, they'll ask each other, "Hey, I wonder what Jessica's doing right now..." (pause) And, honestly, I almost started crying right there. It's sometimes just really hard to believe that God can care about every person in the world as much as two amazing parents care about their two daughters... I've been realizing it more as life goes on that my parents are the best I could have ever wished for. We really don't realize how freaking hard it must be to simply be "a parent." I'm concerned even now, thinking about how I could ever raise a child, especially in such a place that this world is becoming...
With crap television like Laguna Beach and My Super Sweet Sixteen, tween t-shirts emblazoned with "Princess," "Bow Down To Me," "Diva," or other ridiculously vain and unwarranted saying, it's no wonder that kids are starting to expect such things as a NEW car on their sixteenth, an iPod for A's in sixth grade math, expensive sneakers so they can impress their friends.... and they think that they "deserve" it. Who deserves jack crap in this world? Can they NOT see that about 80% of the world cannot even afford the meal that they get handed to them every day? Can they not understand that getting ANY sort of car at all is a big deal?? I got a '94 Cavalier for my high school days, and I went without a car my first year of college. And you know what, I feel totally privileged, and I probably don't deserve the Corolla I have right now. So why should kids who haven't even passed their driver's permit tests be given brand new Mercedes?? It would be interesting to figure out how many years someone in Honduras would have to work to get the same quality of life that we would spend on one year of living... Sometimes this world makes me sick. And then you see people trampling others on the dawn of the day after Thanksgiving; under the disguise of getting "gifts" for family and friends, they cut off cars on their way into the super malls, grab as many of whatever cheap crap is on sale as they can, and budge into line without a care for anyone else... Whoever came up with the idea that we should celebrate our thanks for what we have by buying shit loads of more crap that we don't need is utterly sick in the head... and probably a dirty pirate hooker...
there was a decorated general with
a heart of gold, that likened him to
all the stories he told
of past battles, won and lost,
and legends of old a seasoned veteran in
his own time
on the battlefield, he gained
respectable fame with many medals
of bravery and stripes to his name
he grew a beard as soon as he could
to cover the scars on his face
and always urged his men on
but on the eve of a great battle
with the infantry in dream
the old general tossed in his sleep
and wrestled with its meaning
he awoke from the night
to tell what he had seen
and walked slowly out of his tent
all the men held tall with their
chests in the air, with courage in
their blood and a fire in their stare
it was a gray morning and they all
wondered how they would fare
till the old general told them to go home
He said
I have seen the others
and I have discovered
that this fight is not worth fighting
and I've seen their mothers
and I will no other
to follow me where I'm going
So, take a shower and shine your shoes
you got no time to lose
you are young men you must be living
take a shower and shine your shoes
you got no time to lose
you are young men you must be living
go now you are forgiven
but the men stood fast with their
guns on their shoulders not knowing
what to do with the contradicting orders
the general said he would do his own
duty but he would extend it no further
the men could go as they pleased
not a man moved, their eyes gazed
straight ahead till one by one they
stepped back and not a word was said
and the old general was left with his
own words echoing in his head
he then prepared to fight
"The General" Dispatch
It was definitely good to be back, enjoying the Honey Bunches of Oats for breakfast, shoveling with my papa, watching my parents and aunt and uncle get tipsy on wine at Thanksgiving ;), hanging out with Emily, spending way too much on shopping, having Grandma Kaye ask me every five minutes what I would want for Christmas, seeing people at church... The sermon was really great. It was one of those moments that you don't really look for God to speak to you, but somehow He really gets through... It was a comparison between how our parents wait for us to come back from college... they'll go on with their everyday stuff, but every once in awhile, they'll ask each other, "Hey, I wonder what Jessica's doing right now..." (pause) And, honestly, I almost started crying right there. It's sometimes just really hard to believe that God can care about every person in the world as much as two amazing parents care about their two daughters... I've been realizing it more as life goes on that my parents are the best I could have ever wished for. We really don't realize how freaking hard it must be to simply be "a parent." I'm concerned even now, thinking about how I could ever raise a child, especially in such a place that this world is becoming...
With crap television like Laguna Beach and My Super Sweet Sixteen, tween t-shirts emblazoned with "Princess," "Bow Down To Me," "Diva," or other ridiculously vain and unwarranted saying, it's no wonder that kids are starting to expect such things as a NEW car on their sixteenth, an iPod for A's in sixth grade math, expensive sneakers so they can impress their friends.... and they think that they "deserve" it. Who deserves jack crap in this world? Can they NOT see that about 80% of the world cannot even afford the meal that they get handed to them every day? Can they not understand that getting ANY sort of car at all is a big deal?? I got a '94 Cavalier for my high school days, and I went without a car my first year of college. And you know what, I feel totally privileged, and I probably don't deserve the Corolla I have right now. So why should kids who haven't even passed their driver's permit tests be given brand new Mercedes?? It would be interesting to figure out how many years someone in Honduras would have to work to get the same quality of life that we would spend on one year of living... Sometimes this world makes me sick. And then you see people trampling others on the dawn of the day after Thanksgiving; under the disguise of getting "gifts" for family and friends, they cut off cars on their way into the super malls, grab as many of whatever cheap crap is on sale as they can, and budge into line without a care for anyone else... Whoever came up with the idea that we should celebrate our thanks for what we have by buying shit loads of more crap that we don't need is utterly sick in the head... and probably a dirty pirate hooker...
there was a decorated general with
a heart of gold, that likened him to
all the stories he told
of past battles, won and lost,
and legends of old a seasoned veteran in
his own time
on the battlefield, he gained
respectable fame with many medals
of bravery and stripes to his name
he grew a beard as soon as he could
to cover the scars on his face
and always urged his men on
but on the eve of a great battle
with the infantry in dream
the old general tossed in his sleep
and wrestled with its meaning
he awoke from the night
to tell what he had seen
and walked slowly out of his tent
all the men held tall with their
chests in the air, with courage in
their blood and a fire in their stare
it was a gray morning and they all
wondered how they would fare
till the old general told them to go home
He said
I have seen the others
and I have discovered
that this fight is not worth fighting
and I've seen their mothers
and I will no other
to follow me where I'm going
So, take a shower and shine your shoes
you got no time to lose
you are young men you must be living
take a shower and shine your shoes
you got no time to lose
you are young men you must be living
go now you are forgiven
but the men stood fast with their
guns on their shoulders not knowing
what to do with the contradicting orders
the general said he would do his own
duty but he would extend it no further
the men could go as they pleased
not a man moved, their eyes gazed
straight ahead till one by one they
stepped back and not a word was said
and the old general was left with his
own words echoing in his head
he then prepared to fight
"The General" Dispatch
Friday, November 25, 2005
the dark side of break
Thanksgiving break is wonderful, don't get me wrong. It's just that every time I've tried to fall asleep in my own bed, I keep getting these awful nightmares. It's like now that I actually have a chance to look at all my academic worries from the semester without trying to remember everything extracurricular that I have going on, my brain is relishing every contortion of how I could fail my classes this semester (yeah, I think that was a run-on sentence, but I don't really care. Read it again if you don't understand). Last night I don't know how many nightmares I had on forgetting assignments, big projects, tests, etc...
Then again, I've had nightmares at home since I started sleeping in that room about 12 years ago! I still remember waking up when I was a kid and running up to my sister's and mom and dad's room, just so I would know that they weren't being murdered by some serial killer. I just always had this impression as a kid that if something happened to me, they wouldn't know that anything was happening til it was too late. Carbon monoxide poisoning was frequently in my nightmares... I also had nightmares that a witch lived under my room and could pull me down into her lair by lowering my bed...
Anyways, now that you know that I'm schizophrenic :) It's snowing outside! And food yesterday was AWESOME... my auntie Sue made a cross between pumpkin and pecan pie that was absolutely delicious, Jimmy made his excellent bread, I peeled some potatoes (haha, that was my contribution), my mom made some superb cherry-and-golden-raisin stuffing and gravy, dad brined and cooked the turkey rotisserie-style over the grill... yum...
So I definitely did some Pilates today :) I think I'll start doing that, because I am such a noodle right now. I need to get stronger (so I can throw more guys over my back in karate, haha). Time for a shower, but maybe more later... after I get some OChem studying in, which will perhaps appease these nightmare demons in my mind...
Then again, I've had nightmares at home since I started sleeping in that room about 12 years ago! I still remember waking up when I was a kid and running up to my sister's and mom and dad's room, just so I would know that they weren't being murdered by some serial killer. I just always had this impression as a kid that if something happened to me, they wouldn't know that anything was happening til it was too late. Carbon monoxide poisoning was frequently in my nightmares... I also had nightmares that a witch lived under my room and could pull me down into her lair by lowering my bed...
Anyways, now that you know that I'm schizophrenic :) It's snowing outside! And food yesterday was AWESOME... my auntie Sue made a cross between pumpkin and pecan pie that was absolutely delicious, Jimmy made his excellent bread, I peeled some potatoes (haha, that was my contribution), my mom made some superb cherry-and-golden-raisin stuffing and gravy, dad brined and cooked the turkey rotisserie-style over the grill... yum...
So I definitely did some Pilates today :) I think I'll start doing that, because I am such a noodle right now. I need to get stronger (so I can throw more guys over my back in karate, haha). Time for a shower, but maybe more later... after I get some OChem studying in, which will perhaps appease these nightmare demons in my mind...
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
giving thanks
It will be good to be home... it's just hard to think that I'll be driving 6 hours there only to drive 6 more hours a few days later to get back. Plus, after Thanksgiving, it's basically a rat race of studying, events, and other crap. Discussion on the Future of Honors is Tuesday, Anatomy group work is due Thursday (as is the JFS Talent Show), Anatomy extra credit project is due Friday, Saturday is the Karate Formal (which I'll have to sell tickets for on both Wednesday and Friday), and Sunday is the Johnstone/Fulton/Smith/Swanson Dodgeball Tourney... God help me. So, I really should get some studying done over Thanksgiving, as sad as that sounds.
What else... SmartEnforcer is fed up with my lack of an anti-virus system. It's tried to keep me off the system two different times, and I was actually in the process of trying to renew over the phone just awhile ago, but thankfully I got tired of the on-hold music and succeeded at logging in (after about 8 tries or so).
Well, I should go to karate tonight, since I haven't done that in awhile. Maybe I can get my pent-up aggressions out on the punching bag after self-defense.
Good things about going home:
- Canned cranberry sauce
- Good homemade food
- Mom, Dad, and other family
- rest
- No extra homework, besides the stuff I already have
Bad things:
- Hella-long drive
- the price of gas
- Realizing there is such a thing as good food and the resulting dread of going back to eat at the dining centers on Monday
- most likely not getting the chance to get much work done at all
- etc.
What else... SmartEnforcer is fed up with my lack of an anti-virus system. It's tried to keep me off the system two different times, and I was actually in the process of trying to renew over the phone just awhile ago, but thankfully I got tired of the on-hold music and succeeded at logging in (after about 8 tries or so).
Well, I should go to karate tonight, since I haven't done that in awhile. Maybe I can get my pent-up aggressions out on the punching bag after self-defense.
Good things about going home:
- Canned cranberry sauce
- Good homemade food
- Mom, Dad, and other family
- rest
- No extra homework, besides the stuff I already have
Bad things:
- Hella-long drive
- the price of gas
- Realizing there is such a thing as good food and the resulting dread of going back to eat at the dining centers on Monday
- most likely not getting the chance to get much work done at all
- etc.
Sunday, November 20, 2005
informally yours
Thank you for the advice, everyone. I'm going to try to be less hard on myself... but it's kind of hard, especially realizing that I only have a couple more weeks until finals (?!!?! yeah, just typing that out made me freak out a little).
Last night was the Honors Formal, and it was most definitely the most fun I've ever had at any dance... I'm stealing April's words a little here, but it seems that as you get older, you lose those thoughts of "What if people are watching me and judging me based on how I'm dancing??" and just learn to not care. So, basically, that's what I did ;) I'm not the best dancer, but at least I can accept it and move on... and it's a good thing I had some pretty awesome dance partners *wink*
Sadly, the only thing I have pictures from is the truck stop we went to after the dance... and, well, they aren't the kind of pictures that can be appreciated by a mass group of people. More pics to come from the dance... :)
Tonight will be hall gov, studying for that dang DiffEQ test that will be tomorrow, and other poop.
Last night was the Honors Formal, and it was most definitely the most fun I've ever had at any dance... I'm stealing April's words a little here, but it seems that as you get older, you lose those thoughts of "What if people are watching me and judging me based on how I'm dancing??" and just learn to not care. So, basically, that's what I did ;) I'm not the best dancer, but at least I can accept it and move on... and it's a good thing I had some pretty awesome dance partners *wink*
Sadly, the only thing I have pictures from is the truck stop we went to after the dance... and, well, they aren't the kind of pictures that can be appreciated by a mass group of people. More pics to come from the dance... :)
Tonight will be hall gov, studying for that dang DiffEQ test that will be tomorrow, and other poop.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
when the balance breaks
So, maybe Emily's life and mine are somewhat mirrors in a way... sometimes inverted, but whatever happens is always related... Umm, so I better just say it. I flat out failed my first college test. 55% for my second Spanish Comp exam. It's not like it was a slack test, and I studied really hard for it, too. It was one of those cases that I thought I knew the stuff, but missed an integral part, like accounting for multiplicity of indirect objects in verb conjugation. A wide variety of four-letter have passed through my lips, but I'm going to censor them for now. Of course, it's not only that. Whenever something goes bad, I have to reflect on all the other areas of life that I'm failing at. Like still being behind in my classes. Or having too much to think about in terms of karate, hall gov, NRHH, APO, and that damn karate formal that has been eating away my brain (that, in a couple weeks, I'll be making all of you go to... it's not like it's not going to be fun for you, I promise that, it's just that it's hell trying to organize it). Decided to drop EL, going to Golden Key mtgs (not that I ever started that), and NSCS.
Sorry for my profanity, but in general, I keep this blog pretty clean. Right now I have no where to go and scream. This is my opportunity.
Here's a song that's been somehow stuck in my head...
son's gonna rise in a mile
in a mile you'll be feelin fine
in a mile you'll see
after me
you'll be out of the dark
you'll get your shot
- Citizen Cope
Sorry for my profanity, but in general, I keep this blog pretty clean. Right now I have no where to go and scream. This is my opportunity.
Here's a song that's been somehow stuck in my head...
son's gonna rise in a mile
in a mile you'll be feelin fine
in a mile you'll see
after me
you'll be out of the dark
you'll get your shot
- Citizen Cope
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
thirteen degrees
Sounds like a good name for a band, eh? No... not really... that's actually what the temperature was outside in Grand Forks today, sadly. Not to mention the windchill. Brrr...
Honors Formal this weekend! I may be a little over-excited for it, but it's going to be a blast. C'mon, spinach dip, cheese and fruit, and chocolate-covered strawberries for hors' deuvres? Yeah, totally sweet. Maybe even orgasmic. But I'm not going to say it.
Check Facebook tomorrow (Thursday) for a beautiful ad for the Formal made by yours truly. I'll consider it my $13 donation to the Honors Program... or it would be anyways, because we are still trying to get reimbursements for the halloween party.
Tomorrow is going to be... stressful, to say the least. At 7:50am, I have to set up for BST (Building Service Technician, aka janitor) Appreciation brunch, then Anatomy at 9:30... go to the first half hour of Spanish, then run off to deliver cookies to the BST breakrooms, work from 3-4pm, at 7pm there's an NRHH meeting, Ballroom dance lessons in the J/F Lounge at 8pm, and then Moonlight Pizza at the Dining Centers starting at 10! Yeah, and certain people are copping out on dancing because they have a whole "four classes" ;) Nah, I know that I ask for this much involvement. I'm not complaining.
So, life is busy, but incredibly fulfilling at the same time. It's good. And I've really been enjoying the early morning weekends... I've started realizing how much time I waste on weekends if I end up sleeping in until breakfast. Yay for morning math. And I'm almost caught up! Sweet.
Okay, time to stop this nonsense. More later.
Honors Formal this weekend! I may be a little over-excited for it, but it's going to be a blast. C'mon, spinach dip, cheese and fruit, and chocolate-covered strawberries for hors' deuvres? Yeah, totally sweet. Maybe even orgasmic. But I'm not going to say it.
Check Facebook tomorrow (Thursday) for a beautiful ad for the Formal made by yours truly. I'll consider it my $13 donation to the Honors Program... or it would be anyways, because we are still trying to get reimbursements for the halloween party.
Tomorrow is going to be... stressful, to say the least. At 7:50am, I have to set up for BST (Building Service Technician, aka janitor) Appreciation brunch, then Anatomy at 9:30... go to the first half hour of Spanish, then run off to deliver cookies to the BST breakrooms, work from 3-4pm, at 7pm there's an NRHH meeting, Ballroom dance lessons in the J/F Lounge at 8pm, and then Moonlight Pizza at the Dining Centers starting at 10! Yeah, and certain people are copping out on dancing because they have a whole "four classes" ;) Nah, I know that I ask for this much involvement. I'm not complaining.
So, life is busy, but incredibly fulfilling at the same time. It's good. And I've really been enjoying the early morning weekends... I've started realizing how much time I waste on weekends if I end up sleeping in until breakfast. Yay for morning math. And I'm almost caught up! Sweet.
Okay, time to stop this nonsense. More later.
Friday, November 11, 2005
lost in translation
Too many languages. Whenever I go between my OChem, Anatomy, and Spanish classes, it's like I have to switch my brain to translate everything differently... not to mention what happens when I start work at the MLC on Fridays... aahhh!! Well, I didn't work today, so my brain isn't in too much pain right now. Yay for that.
Tonight we're celebrating Russell-kins birthday... maybe a cake will be made. And games involving ping pong balls?? Well, I don't know what that could possibly be.
Things new:
- 0.7 days worth of music in my iTunes
- Knowing what classes I'm taking next semester
- ...yet utter confusion in every other area of my life
- A hole in the Smith basement wall, owing to the amazing ideas of Smith hall gov ;)
- No JFS Dodgeball tourney, since not enough people signed up
- Having any homework done at all in DiffEq (and almost half of it done, at that)
- MACURH pictures
- resolved friendships, new friendships, disturbing dreams about past relationships
- hair color (as of a couple weekends ago, I just never posted about it)
"The first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: Decide what you want." Ben Stein
Tonight we're celebrating Russell-kins birthday... maybe a cake will be made. And games involving ping pong balls?? Well, I don't know what that could possibly be.
Things new:
- 0.7 days worth of music in my iTunes
- Knowing what classes I'm taking next semester
- ...yet utter confusion in every other area of my life
- A hole in the Smith basement wall, owing to the amazing ideas of Smith hall gov ;)
- No JFS Dodgeball tourney, since not enough people signed up
- Having any homework done at all in DiffEq (and almost half of it done, at that)
- MACURH pictures
- resolved friendships, new friendships, disturbing dreams about past relationships
- hair color (as of a couple weekends ago, I just never posted about it)
"The first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: Decide what you want." Ben Stein
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
brain owie
I'm too tired to post right now. My brain hurts from studying for 5 1/2 hours... my hand hurts from writing 6 chapters' worth of anatomy notes... and I can't really think of anything else to complain about. I had a wonderful shower, so that's a good thing. And I have a razor now, thanks to my wonderful roomie :) Umm...
Yep, that's all for now. Maybe after my test tomorrow, I'll have a clear enough mind to talk about last weekend's awesomeness.
Yep, that's all for now. Maybe after my test tomorrow, I'll have a clear enough mind to talk about last weekend's awesomeness.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
mind over matter
School has been murdering me slowly the last week, but I think it has decided to cut back on torture for now. OChem test was on Tuesday, which I hope with all my heart that I didn't do as badly as I think that I did. I turned in my DiffEQ test today, in which I place all my hope for earning a B in the class. I hate DiffEQ. If I knew that it would be this hard, I would have seriously reconsidered minoring in math. Maybe I'll drop it. Or maybe I'll just accept the sucky grade that I get this sem and hope it gets better in Lin Alg. Bleh.
All I have to work on (haha, that's funny, because it's actually a poop-load of work) is my Sophomore Honors Portfolio. I'm creating cut-out collages for the dividers, but I seriously wonder whether it's going to look cool enough for submission. Maybe art isn't my strong point.
And I have to revise both my Brain paper and the Mayo lab experience paper, as well as write translations for my two Spanish compositions.
Let's go on to something else besides depressing facts about school... I've been having strange thoughts lately, that perhaps where I am in life isn't where I should be. It's not like anything has changed, though. The people around me, the events that fill my day... is it just that I'm prone to being restless? Maybe it's the pressure that I put on myself with HPSO stuff... I mean, if I can't get my own friends to participate in something that I care about, then maybe I should give up. Or maybe I'm unable to communicate how much these things mean to me. Or maybe people just don't care. And, truth be told, that's probably the hardest thing to accept. When one of my close friends tells me that he hates HPSO, it's almost as if I should take it personally. Why does HPSO suck? It's the responsibility of the exec team to make sure that it doesn't, so it obviously is your fault, Jessica. (I know it's not, but I still can't get past thinking about it excessively throughout the day). And why should I care if people don't like HPSO? Because then it feels like they're discounting my accomplishments and my commitments as if I'm doing nothing.
I need to sleep and get away from people who complain. I get enough of that from myself.
All I have to work on (haha, that's funny, because it's actually a poop-load of work) is my Sophomore Honors Portfolio. I'm creating cut-out collages for the dividers, but I seriously wonder whether it's going to look cool enough for submission. Maybe art isn't my strong point.
And I have to revise both my Brain paper and the Mayo lab experience paper, as well as write translations for my two Spanish compositions.
Let's go on to something else besides depressing facts about school... I've been having strange thoughts lately, that perhaps where I am in life isn't where I should be. It's not like anything has changed, though. The people around me, the events that fill my day... is it just that I'm prone to being restless? Maybe it's the pressure that I put on myself with HPSO stuff... I mean, if I can't get my own friends to participate in something that I care about, then maybe I should give up. Or maybe I'm unable to communicate how much these things mean to me. Or maybe people just don't care. And, truth be told, that's probably the hardest thing to accept. When one of my close friends tells me that he hates HPSO, it's almost as if I should take it personally. Why does HPSO suck? It's the responsibility of the exec team to make sure that it doesn't, so it obviously is your fault, Jessica. (I know it's not, but I still can't get past thinking about it excessively throughout the day). And why should I care if people don't like HPSO? Because then it feels like they're discounting my accomplishments and my commitments as if I'm doing nothing.
I need to sleep and get away from people who complain. I get enough of that from myself.
Friday, October 21, 2005
in the biz
So, here I am, sitting in a hotel room. Jordan is cranky. Faith is rockin' out to her music, which is pretty cool. Tyler, I think, is just trying to adjust to our weirdness ;) So life in general is pretty good.
Jordan almost crashed my car into some older gentleman as we were pulling out of a gas station. At least, I'm pretty sure that we didn't hit the other car. It was a really dusty car (or "vehicle", if you rather) and there wasn't any sign of the dustiness of his car being disturbed, therefore that black mark on the front of the car was probably there long before. Because I've certainly never driven a car into anything... oh crap, except for that one time I accelerated instead of braked coming into the garage after gymnastics practice junior year... that screws up my perfect record... But at least I've never hurt my dear Corolla yet. *tear*
So, you should all check out the movie "Waiting...". It's the most disgusting, disturbing, yet absolutely hilarious film that I've seen in a long time. Definitely ranks up there with "40 Year Old Virgin". Maybe some day I'll find a good serious movie in the theatres, but so far, the sexually-perverted-college-aimed-absolutely ridiculous movies are winning out. :)
Karate tourney tomorrow morning!! I've decided to compete in katas and sparring... for my kata, I picked Pinan Yodan, although Martha expressly told us that we shouldn't compete with katas that we've just learned. I think I know it fairly well, though... at least, enough to have fun with it. I just need to work on the no-laughing and no-pursing-my-lips-to-keep-from-laughing thing. Especially in sparring. I know that I'm going to get a punch to the boob or something tomorrow and just break out giggling. Sigh. Some things can't be helped.
Oh yes, and I don't have any plain underwear for the tourney, so I really hope my gi stays in place and doesn't show off my zebra-stripe-bordered panties. Ummm... yeah. :)
I'll be back on Saturday night, but until then... Be safe, be smart... and have a good weekend.
Jordan almost crashed my car into some older gentleman as we were pulling out of a gas station. At least, I'm pretty sure that we didn't hit the other car. It was a really dusty car (or "vehicle", if you rather) and there wasn't any sign of the dustiness of his car being disturbed, therefore that black mark on the front of the car was probably there long before. Because I've certainly never driven a car into anything... oh crap, except for that one time I accelerated instead of braked coming into the garage after gymnastics practice junior year... that screws up my perfect record... But at least I've never hurt my dear Corolla yet. *tear*
So, you should all check out the movie "Waiting...". It's the most disgusting, disturbing, yet absolutely hilarious film that I've seen in a long time. Definitely ranks up there with "40 Year Old Virgin". Maybe some day I'll find a good serious movie in the theatres, but so far, the sexually-perverted-college-aimed-absolutely ridiculous movies are winning out. :)
Karate tourney tomorrow morning!! I've decided to compete in katas and sparring... for my kata, I picked Pinan Yodan, although Martha expressly told us that we shouldn't compete with katas that we've just learned. I think I know it fairly well, though... at least, enough to have fun with it. I just need to work on the no-laughing and no-pursing-my-lips-to-keep-from-laughing thing. Especially in sparring. I know that I'm going to get a punch to the boob or something tomorrow and just break out giggling. Sigh. Some things can't be helped.
Oh yes, and I don't have any plain underwear for the tourney, so I really hope my gi stays in place and doesn't show off my zebra-stripe-bordered panties. Ummm... yeah. :)
I'll be back on Saturday night, but until then... Be safe, be smart... and have a good weekend.
Monday, October 10, 2005
a Lost obsession
The weekend was way too short. And it took me an inordinate amount of time to type that last sentence. Yeah, just imagine me speaking. Bleh.
Last week on "Lost," we learn more about Locke's weird past and how he can't keep himself from parking in his long-lost dad's driveway and reveling in how his dad renewed contact just to get him to give him one of his kidneys... and then disappeared out of Locke's life again. A friendship and potential for a serious romantic relationship presents itself to Locke during this time, but after she discovers his obsession, she poses him the question of whether or not he would take a "leap of faith" towards a relationship with her and forget the past...
However, what's to say that leaps of faith have a definite direction? Isn't it a leap of faith to hold to the same situation as before, hoping that there is a chance for renewal and restoration in that which you believe?
I'm tired but satisfied right now, I guess. The next few weeks I'll be reexamining life and what it holds for me... I'm excited :)
P.S. If you love irons with a passion, you should definitely check out the new link to Sean Klitzner's Daily Fix... and make sure to watch the episode "Folgers." It's possibly the most amazing thing I've ever seen. ;)
Last week on "Lost," we learn more about Locke's weird past and how he can't keep himself from parking in his long-lost dad's driveway and reveling in how his dad renewed contact just to get him to give him one of his kidneys... and then disappeared out of Locke's life again. A friendship and potential for a serious romantic relationship presents itself to Locke during this time, but after she discovers his obsession, she poses him the question of whether or not he would take a "leap of faith" towards a relationship with her and forget the past...
However, what's to say that leaps of faith have a definite direction? Isn't it a leap of faith to hold to the same situation as before, hoping that there is a chance for renewal and restoration in that which you believe?
I'm tired but satisfied right now, I guess. The next few weeks I'll be reexamining life and what it holds for me... I'm excited :)
P.S. If you love irons with a passion, you should definitely check out the new link to Sean Klitzner's Daily Fix... and make sure to watch the episode "Folgers." It's possibly the most amazing thing I've ever seen. ;)
Thursday, October 06, 2005
the white stuff
So, I look out my window today, and what do I see?
That's right, my friends. It snowed last night in Grand Forks.
But see, that's not even the worst of it. Other places around the state already had 5-6" accumulation, such as Grafton and Mandan. Check this out for the latest weather ... (I think it'll work...) http://www.crh.noaa.gov/radar/latest/DS.p19r0/si.kmvx.shtml
Time to go color some pictures in my anatomy coloring book. And then revise a Spanish paper that I don't even have peer critiques for. Sweet.
That's right, my friends. It snowed last night in Grand Forks.
But see, that's not even the worst of it. Other places around the state already had 5-6" accumulation, such as Grafton and Mandan. Check this out for the latest weather ... (I think it'll work...) http://www.crh.noaa.gov/radar/latest/DS.p19r0/si.kmvx.shtml
Time to go color some pictures in my anatomy coloring book. And then revise a Spanish paper that I don't even have peer critiques for. Sweet.
Monday, October 03, 2005
organic stinks... literally
Just came back from lab, and I stink like acetone and 1,4-dimethoxybenzene... yesss... I do have to be thankful that I wasn't at the hood when my lab partners accidentally sprayed concentrated HCl all over, especially since I was wearing my one article of Hollister clothing at the time.
Family weekend, alas, is over. I really enjoyed having my parents come up, regardless of how stressed I might have been trying to get things prepared (like, uh, doing laundry, making my bed, cleaning the room, getting football tickets, etc. etc.). I know some kids think that the best part of college is getting away from their parents... which may be true, in some situations... but really, we need our parents. (Got that, Steph?)
Mmmm... I'm looking at the tag from those roasted bavarian almonds we had at the football game... soooo good...
Okay, so I promised an update on the Mpls trip. Leaving GF was a little crazy, considering I was rushing around last minute trying to print off maps (which it turns out that we didn't even need... grr...). The ride up was pretty uneventful, considering I spent the whole time trying to tune out Heidi and another girl's conversation on D&D, cats, their own teen angst, and the color purple. Yeah.
Caspian Bistro was amazing!! After an entire month of bland North Dakotan cuisine, I was fully ready for an overdose of sodium, Greek olives, hummus, carvings from a compressed meat wheel (a.k.a. gyro meat), and (how could I forget??) baklava. Uhhh... so wonderful...
The Guthrie was also very cool, although I could barely stay awake for the show (haha, and that happened last year on the mpls trip, too). Sunday morning we got a chance to return to walk around the Walker Art Institute, which was also really interesting... Like canvases of the imprints of naked female bodies covered in blue paint... huge crystal chandeliers netted and suspended by thin wire strings (which we took pictures of while we laid beneath them... so awesome)... an entire exhibit on the self-portraits of this one guy throughout his life... Interesting stuff.
But of course, we must cover nightlife in Minneapolis as well ;) Neer gave me a call earlier on Saturday to let me know we were invited to come over to his apartment... but what he didn't know was that I'd be bringing about 15 people he didn't know ... :) (Umm... not to mention the fact that I barely knew a lot of the people who came along with me)... And... all the electricity we had running to the music system ended up killing the circuit breaker for a good half hour... I was really worried at first, because I thought the police had turned off our power so we would quiet down, but apparently that's impossible. Silly "small-town girl" me.
Anyways. It was a fantastic night, and when Neer's roomies finally kicked us out at 1:30, we headed over to BK for some french-fried goodness. Yeah, that's right; things are actually open past 11 there!! Whoa!!
On the way back, our van had the chance to hit up the Albertville Outlets... ahh, the greatness of Aeropostale sales... I got a pair of long shorts for $3, two sweaters for $6.50 each, and a thermal henley set for $13... (sigh)
And since Faith and I got back late from shopping, everyone forced me to sit in the back seat, squished in with 3 other people... silver lining? Yeah, I didn't have to listen to weird convos for the remaining 4 hours back. Cons? A couple of bruised ribs, a lump on my head from falling asleep repeatedly against the window, and slight asfixiation due to insufficient oxygen... but heck, think of the alternatives... ;)
Family weekend, alas, is over. I really enjoyed having my parents come up, regardless of how stressed I might have been trying to get things prepared (like, uh, doing laundry, making my bed, cleaning the room, getting football tickets, etc. etc.). I know some kids think that the best part of college is getting away from their parents... which may be true, in some situations... but really, we need our parents. (Got that, Steph?)
Mmmm... I'm looking at the tag from those roasted bavarian almonds we had at the football game... soooo good...
Okay, so I promised an update on the Mpls trip. Leaving GF was a little crazy, considering I was rushing around last minute trying to print off maps (which it turns out that we didn't even need... grr...). The ride up was pretty uneventful, considering I spent the whole time trying to tune out Heidi and another girl's conversation on D&D, cats, their own teen angst, and the color purple. Yeah.
Caspian Bistro was amazing!! After an entire month of bland North Dakotan cuisine, I was fully ready for an overdose of sodium, Greek olives, hummus, carvings from a compressed meat wheel (a.k.a. gyro meat), and (how could I forget??) baklava. Uhhh... so wonderful...
The Guthrie was also very cool, although I could barely stay awake for the show (haha, and that happened last year on the mpls trip, too). Sunday morning we got a chance to return to walk around the Walker Art Institute, which was also really interesting... Like canvases of the imprints of naked female bodies covered in blue paint... huge crystal chandeliers netted and suspended by thin wire strings (which we took pictures of while we laid beneath them... so awesome)... an entire exhibit on the self-portraits of this one guy throughout his life... Interesting stuff.
But of course, we must cover nightlife in Minneapolis as well ;) Neer gave me a call earlier on Saturday to let me know we were invited to come over to his apartment... but what he didn't know was that I'd be bringing about 15 people he didn't know ... :) (Umm... not to mention the fact that I barely knew a lot of the people who came along with me)... And... all the electricity we had running to the music system ended up killing the circuit breaker for a good half hour... I was really worried at first, because I thought the police had turned off our power so we would quiet down, but apparently that's impossible. Silly "small-town girl" me.
Anyways. It was a fantastic night, and when Neer's roomies finally kicked us out at 1:30, we headed over to BK for some french-fried goodness. Yeah, that's right; things are actually open past 11 there!! Whoa!!
On the way back, our van had the chance to hit up the Albertville Outlets... ahh, the greatness of Aeropostale sales... I got a pair of long shorts for $3, two sweaters for $6.50 each, and a thermal henley set for $13... (sigh)
And since Faith and I got back late from shopping, everyone forced me to sit in the back seat, squished in with 3 other people... silver lining? Yeah, I didn't have to listen to weird convos for the remaining 4 hours back. Cons? A couple of bruised ribs, a lump on my head from falling asleep repeatedly against the window, and slight asfixiation due to insufficient oxygen... but heck, think of the alternatives... ;)
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
learning to breathe
The worst is over... yes, ladies and gentlemen, I successfully took my first OChem test this morning! All that time spent studying those stupid pKa values paid off :) since I got them all right (yes!!!). Umm.. what else to say... I had a lovely nap today from 3 to 4:45... which was well-needed, considering I've been getting about 5 1/5 good hours of sleep each night for the last few days, and I woke up at 5 am this morning feeling like I had to puke up everything in the world. Oh, but don't worry. At least I have a lot of potential causes for this sudden sickness... could be that nasty chicken that I had in that wrap last night... or it could be that I was just really nervous for my test... or maybe I was just really cold and therefore felt sick.
Anyways.
The moral of the story is, life is good. And I get to see mis padres in only a couple days, although I probably won't see them at all on Friday. Oh yeah, and I'm going to enter a frat for the first time in my life. Not really for a party at all, just that we're meeting there before the Beta Homecoming dance. Which I still have to buy a dress for... *sigh*... not that I don't enjoy shopping, it's just that I'm getting down to the wire now. I'll cross my fingers that Gordman's has something cute. And really cheap. Because I have no money.
Something to applaud me for: Since I didn't have ANY time to do anything except for study OChem the last few days, I've been putting off everything else in the world. So, when I was done with my test and managed through a good 75 minutes of Anatomy drudgery, I had precisely 1 hour to write a 200-word Spanish composition and 15 minutes for lunch. Well, it turned out to be 219 words. And I only had 10 minutes to eat. But surprisingly, it was a pretty decent paper. And I actually participated in class for once. I'll master this whole doing-homework-on-time-and-being-a-good-student yet ;)
Pero ahora, necesito dormir. Ahhh, el reposo embriagante...
(P.S. I need to update on the Mpls trip....... yep, need to.... but not now. Trust me, it's worth waiting for...)
Anyways.
The moral of the story is, life is good. And I get to see mis padres in only a couple days, although I probably won't see them at all on Friday. Oh yeah, and I'm going to enter a frat for the first time in my life. Not really for a party at all, just that we're meeting there before the Beta Homecoming dance. Which I still have to buy a dress for... *sigh*... not that I don't enjoy shopping, it's just that I'm getting down to the wire now. I'll cross my fingers that Gordman's has something cute. And really cheap. Because I have no money.
Something to applaud me for: Since I didn't have ANY time to do anything except for study OChem the last few days, I've been putting off everything else in the world. So, when I was done with my test and managed through a good 75 minutes of Anatomy drudgery, I had precisely 1 hour to write a 200-word Spanish composition and 15 minutes for lunch. Well, it turned out to be 219 words. And I only had 10 minutes to eat. But surprisingly, it was a pretty decent paper. And I actually participated in class for once. I'll master this whole doing-homework-on-time-and-being-a-good-student yet ;)
Pero ahora, necesito dormir. Ahhh, el reposo embriagante...
(P.S. I need to update on the Mpls trip....... yep, need to.... but not now. Trust me, it's worth waiting for...)
Monday, September 19, 2005
the art of sorrow
This weekend has been a three-day run of not-really-knowing-what's-going-on. I'm going to see how writing this entire post in questions will work... And mind you, most of these are rhetorical.
Is it normal to have cried 5 times in the span of 3 days?
Why is it that Fulton boys are so cruel? And why can't they find a better hobby besides making me feel miserable?
Where is my life going... what am I doing... and who even cares?
Why does it hurt so much to be on my own...
I miss my mom and dad...
Is it normal to have cried 5 times in the span of 3 days?
Why is it that Fulton boys are so cruel? And why can't they find a better hobby besides making me feel miserable?
Where is my life going... what am I doing... and who even cares?
Why does it hurt so much to be on my own...
I miss my mom and dad...
Thursday, September 15, 2005
now, now, kiddies
Mmmm... again, I've been too busy to post. Right now I should be working on revising my first spanish composition (el mundo de los suenos), but it will come. I have Anatomy in half an hour anyways, so it's not like I'm going to get any substantial work done. Oh yeah, shoot, this is about the only time I'll be able to do it before class at 12:30. Whatever. It's a good thing I work well under pressure.
Decisions, decisions. I need some input on this. My RA Rhiannon is trying to talk me into becoming an RA for next year. Advantages: get paid to do some of the stuff I do already with hall gov and floor events. Disadvantages: have to actually obey rules (no extension cords, no throwing stuff out windows, no crawling out of windows to get places... j/k, but some of those rules are pretty dumb), have life sucked away by the time I have to spend on duty, have to be a mom/babysitter to 40 girls... Or I could become a Student Ambassador, which is less work (basically just opening weekend stuff and occasional meetings)... And what about housing next year? I'm trying to decide between staying in the dorms in a double-as-a-single, or getting an apartment with some other girls.
How about I talk about something else besides... myself. Would that be okay? Good. I'm a little worried about Stephie again. Apparently she was talking about how she needs to lose more weight when she was at dinner with Waseem yesterday. I don't want to see her go through the same thing she went through last year. I'm tired of it, and it really makes me sad that she can't see herself for the wonderful, beautiful person that she is.
Okay, enough with this. I have some homework to do. Keep it real.
Decisions, decisions. I need some input on this. My RA Rhiannon is trying to talk me into becoming an RA for next year. Advantages: get paid to do some of the stuff I do already with hall gov and floor events. Disadvantages: have to actually obey rules (no extension cords, no throwing stuff out windows, no crawling out of windows to get places... j/k, but some of those rules are pretty dumb), have life sucked away by the time I have to spend on duty, have to be a mom/babysitter to 40 girls... Or I could become a Student Ambassador, which is less work (basically just opening weekend stuff and occasional meetings)... And what about housing next year? I'm trying to decide between staying in the dorms in a double-as-a-single, or getting an apartment with some other girls.
How about I talk about something else besides... myself. Would that be okay? Good. I'm a little worried about Stephie again. Apparently she was talking about how she needs to lose more weight when she was at dinner with Waseem yesterday. I don't want to see her go through the same thing she went through last year. I'm tired of it, and it really makes me sad that she can't see herself for the wonderful, beautiful person that she is.
Okay, enough with this. I have some homework to do. Keep it real.
Friday, September 09, 2005
dreamworld
It's Friday!!
Well, that's about all I have to say for right now. I'm almost done with my 3 hours of math tutoring for the day, and it's beginning to show. After awhile, I just become unable to talk about anything... it's as if the math warps my brain or something. Oh well. I think I might have actually helped people today! It's a tough thing, this teaching stuff. I never really realized how difficult it is to teach others. Really, you have so much power... either you can screw them up and therefore jade their entire opinion of you, or you can do a decent job... but in order to do that, you can't confuse them. And who am I to know what they understand?! It's difficult. But it's also a really valuable experience. I just hope that I'm actually helping them, instead of confusing them. Pah.
So I created a Facebook group for UND Karate today ;) Good use of time!! It's an invite-only group, so I have the thrill of holding all that power... along with Dave... and April... but anyways, you should check it out :) And, if you don't have the opportunity to be a Facebook junkie like the entire college population (minus Wheaton, mwah haha), you can check out our website through UND! Sweet! http://www.und.nodak.edu/org/aokarate/
Oooohhh... that was a strike of thunder...
Yeah, it's been thundering and lightning all day today. Not really any rain, except for a nice bit we got this morning. Perfect day to stay inside and tutor math students. :) AND... it should be a perfect weekend for a volleyball tournament! Also, if you want to play some DDR Saturday night, come by the J/F Lounge... we're going to hook up a PS2 to the big screen tv!!
For now... time to dodge some lightning and head back to ol' J3.
Well, that's about all I have to say for right now. I'm almost done with my 3 hours of math tutoring for the day, and it's beginning to show. After awhile, I just become unable to talk about anything... it's as if the math warps my brain or something. Oh well. I think I might have actually helped people today! It's a tough thing, this teaching stuff. I never really realized how difficult it is to teach others. Really, you have so much power... either you can screw them up and therefore jade their entire opinion of you, or you can do a decent job... but in order to do that, you can't confuse them. And who am I to know what they understand?! It's difficult. But it's also a really valuable experience. I just hope that I'm actually helping them, instead of confusing them. Pah.
So I created a Facebook group for UND Karate today ;) Good use of time!! It's an invite-only group, so I have the thrill of holding all that power... along with Dave... and April... but anyways, you should check it out :) And, if you don't have the opportunity to be a Facebook junkie like the entire college population (minus Wheaton, mwah haha), you can check out our website through UND! Sweet! http://www.und.nodak.edu/org/aokarate/
Oooohhh... that was a strike of thunder...
Yeah, it's been thundering and lightning all day today. Not really any rain, except for a nice bit we got this morning. Perfect day to stay inside and tutor math students. :) AND... it should be a perfect weekend for a volleyball tournament! Also, if you want to play some DDR Saturday night, come by the J/F Lounge... we're going to hook up a PS2 to the big screen tv!!
For now... time to dodge some lightning and head back to ol' J3.
Friday, September 02, 2005
life as we know it
It's been a rough week... week-and-a-half, rather. I didn't realize how fast things would pick up after the start of school. But now I sit, pondering the wonderful possibilities that could fill this impending three-day-weekend... ahhh, what a good feeling. I'll probably first have to finish my Spanish composition that I didn't have done for Thursday, and then I'll have to get started on the assignment that should be due for Tuesday. After that, a little SHP work'll be necessary... and some OChem and a lot of Anat204 to study. Not to mention DiffEQ, the class in which we haven't even met our professor yet. Okay, well, I can cross my fingers and hope for a little fun. Doubt that Winnipeg will see me this weekend, but I guess I can live without it for now.
At least I have the satisfaction of a good job. Definitely tiring, but rewarding all the while. Time for explanation: I started tutoring in the Math Learning Center yesterday. I didn't realize how many people come to the MLC for help... and how many of them live and eat in the same places I do... just yesterday evening, I saw three of the people I helped... a couple in the lounge of my residence hall, and one at Terrace... it's going to be kind of weird having that connection to all these people :) Let's hope I'm doing a good job.
Umm... well. Time to work on revising my SHP commentary and data sheet. I'm liking the fact that the class gives me motivation to work and revise my portfolio, but I'm not exactly thrilled about having graded deadlines. I hope that once things settle down, I can actually finish my homework in time for all these due dates... instead of using the pity plea, which I've already used twice in the last two days.
So, what has been going on in your life, Jessica? A lot of different stuff, I guess. It's hard being involved in a zillion things and getting homework done as well. And it's also difficult to concentrate on homework when I'm not even sure how my personal life is going. Or where it's going. Plus, it doesn't help that these allergies I've been suffering through have now turned me into a horrible asthmatic for the past couple days. Asthma has to be one of the most embarrassing (and gross) afflictions to have. I mean, who likes to hear someone else wheezing and coughing up flem. It's hard to get sympathy.
Time for SHP work...
At least I have the satisfaction of a good job. Definitely tiring, but rewarding all the while. Time for explanation: I started tutoring in the Math Learning Center yesterday. I didn't realize how many people come to the MLC for help... and how many of them live and eat in the same places I do... just yesterday evening, I saw three of the people I helped... a couple in the lounge of my residence hall, and one at Terrace... it's going to be kind of weird having that connection to all these people :) Let's hope I'm doing a good job.
Umm... well. Time to work on revising my SHP commentary and data sheet. I'm liking the fact that the class gives me motivation to work and revise my portfolio, but I'm not exactly thrilled about having graded deadlines. I hope that once things settle down, I can actually finish my homework in time for all these due dates... instead of using the pity plea, which I've already used twice in the last two days.
So, what has been going on in your life, Jessica? A lot of different stuff, I guess. It's hard being involved in a zillion things and getting homework done as well. And it's also difficult to concentrate on homework when I'm not even sure how my personal life is going. Or where it's going. Plus, it doesn't help that these allergies I've been suffering through have now turned me into a horrible asthmatic for the past couple days. Asthma has to be one of the most embarrassing (and gross) afflictions to have. I mean, who likes to hear someone else wheezing and coughing up flem. It's hard to get sympathy.
Time for SHP work...
Saturday, August 27, 2005
ha HA! back in potato land!
Poop! I'm really bad at this whole "staying on task" thing... I think I attempted to start this post about an hour ago, and I've been distracted by facebook and other wonderful things until now. Anyways, time for an update.
So, I've been in school for almost a week now. 4 days is pretty close to a week. And in those four days, I've gotten an amazing amount of homework already. I have to write a coversheet and some other junk for Sophomore Honors Portfolio class. Spanish comp requires a lot of reading and memorization of South America geography. I would have a lot of stuff to do for anatomy if the textbooks would only come in (which they haven't yet, damn publishers. And Barnes and Noble. I hate them all). OChem is pretty exciting... and I have a quiz already this Tuesday! Yikes! DiffEQ is pretty good, and I only have to write up this homework quiz thing for Wednesday. Comparatively, not so bad.
Things are really getting going. Honors is pretty much in full swing. APO will be starting up this Tuesday, as will Karate AND Emerging Leaders. (Yeah, uh, who decided to move the EL meeting time to Tuesday??!!) Tuesdays are starting to sound ridiculous. what else... I start tutoring at the Math Learning Center this Thursday... NRHH already started... oh, and Hall Gov starts up tomorrow evening. I'm pretty psyched, considering we had about 10 girls volunteer to be wing reps for J3 :) Amazing girls, they are. I'm convinced that J3 is going to be the best it's ever been this year.
Okay, now for more interesting things... so, apparently Stephie is pretty interested in this F3 guy, Ryan... well, more widely known as Opie... and, I've gotta admit, he seems pretty sweet. But you have to watch out for those boys... especially when they are interested in your sis...
I went to this random party last night and saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in a very long time... and the way in which I knew them was entirely unique from person to person, so that was pretty cool. Let's see... Ramsey was there... a guy I knew from EL last year... and another guy I worked on the JFS Quadbecue with. The party itself was particularly unimpressive, especially in how a number of the guys there kept pushing us to buy cups for the keg. Bleh. Not exactly how I imagined my first GF party would turn out ;) Anyways...
Time to make some oatmeal cookies, I think. Girls Night In tonight with loads of chocolate chip oatmeal cookies... a few chick flicks... what could be better? And Karate-Q tomorrow! I'm excited to see how Jordan's pies are, along with the rest of his esteemed cuisine. Update to come (sooner than before, I hope).
So, I've been in school for almost a week now. 4 days is pretty close to a week. And in those four days, I've gotten an amazing amount of homework already. I have to write a coversheet and some other junk for Sophomore Honors Portfolio class. Spanish comp requires a lot of reading and memorization of South America geography. I would have a lot of stuff to do for anatomy if the textbooks would only come in (which they haven't yet, damn publishers. And Barnes and Noble. I hate them all). OChem is pretty exciting... and I have a quiz already this Tuesday! Yikes! DiffEQ is pretty good, and I only have to write up this homework quiz thing for Wednesday. Comparatively, not so bad.
Things are really getting going. Honors is pretty much in full swing. APO will be starting up this Tuesday, as will Karate AND Emerging Leaders. (Yeah, uh, who decided to move the EL meeting time to Tuesday??!!) Tuesdays are starting to sound ridiculous. what else... I start tutoring at the Math Learning Center this Thursday... NRHH already started... oh, and Hall Gov starts up tomorrow evening. I'm pretty psyched, considering we had about 10 girls volunteer to be wing reps for J3 :) Amazing girls, they are. I'm convinced that J3 is going to be the best it's ever been this year.
Okay, now for more interesting things... so, apparently Stephie is pretty interested in this F3 guy, Ryan... well, more widely known as Opie... and, I've gotta admit, he seems pretty sweet. But you have to watch out for those boys... especially when they are interested in your sis...
I went to this random party last night and saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in a very long time... and the way in which I knew them was entirely unique from person to person, so that was pretty cool. Let's see... Ramsey was there... a guy I knew from EL last year... and another guy I worked on the JFS Quadbecue with. The party itself was particularly unimpressive, especially in how a number of the guys there kept pushing us to buy cups for the keg. Bleh. Not exactly how I imagined my first GF party would turn out ;) Anyways...
Time to make some oatmeal cookies, I think. Girls Night In tonight with loads of chocolate chip oatmeal cookies... a few chick flicks... what could be better? And Karate-Q tomorrow! I'm excited to see how Jordan's pies are, along with the rest of his esteemed cuisine. Update to come (sooner than before, I hope).
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