Wow...I can't believe one week of my four week stay here is almost up. Interesting, but not much has happened. My grades ended up as expected...it was obvious that I completely liked two classes more than the third, but all who know me know that I am an obsessive perfectionist, so I did fine.
It sucks that all of my friends have full-time jobs. Well it just sucked this week because my mom was still teaching and I basically had nothing to do. I think I needed to just sleep and stare at the wall or a good 4 days, just to clear my mind of the past semester. This week is going to prove to be more hectic. Monday I'm going shopping and going to spend the night in Athens. Thursday, I'm going to the Atlanta aquarium, which should be interesting. Another trip to Ikea is in store since I have to get a birthday/christmas present for an obsessive fan :). There's also the whole Christmas thing going on.
Christmas Eve is one of my favorite times, mainly because of the family dinner. We've finally settled on the tradition of surf and turf (lobster tails and steak) along with so much else (my mom is an excellent cook). My best friend Adrian always attends and we are shaking with anticipation by the time dinner is served (we are pathetic, I know).
Today I was forced to go through boxes and boxes of my childhood to decide what I wanted to keep and sell, since my parents are getting ready to sell the house. I found all of my report cards, which contained mostly all A's. I did notice in the earlier grades that I had a difficult time "staying on task when working independently". Once I realized that the teachers were saying stuff about me, I began to play the game, but I still see myself wasting time on things less important. My aptitude was also the same when I was young. Looking at all of the standardized tests, I always scored so high in mathematical skills, and linguistic stuff, and sucked at other things. I'm not even remotely good at math, but sure enough, my math score was higher than my english on the SAT. It's weird how much we think we change.
I have to say the best boxes were the ones from high school. I found so many notes from friends...the things we used to come up with. I also found all of my old auxiliary bears from Christmas parties and Brookwood crap from football games. There were french awards, scholar musician awards (I never played an instrument), rookie of the year for color guard (repeated that at Carolina Crown), band spirit, and so many other things that I completely forgot about. I wouldn't want to relive the drama again, especially after reading my diary, but those years really shaped who I am today.
To continue with the nostalgia, I saw The Lion, Witch, and Wardrobe tonight. I have been reading The Chronicles of Narnia (all 7) every Christmas since I was little (I'm not a new comer just because of the movie). I love the stories. I have to say that Disney did an excellent job. Usually I don't plug movies, but after the disappointment of Harry Potter (mainly because of the length of the book did not translate well to the movie), this was absolutely amazing. I like that C.S. Lewis had all the Christian allusions, but the stories themselves stand alone. I would go more into this, but then I would just be preaching, and my religion discussions are definitely reserved for a more private audience. Anyways, my interpretation of the Chronicles does justice to my beliefs.
Well, I am ridiculously tired and wish to go to bed now. I might update before I go back to Bloomington.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Good times, bad times, and all the stuff in between...
So, I am officially done with this semester. I normally work on Friday mornings, but I worked extra on Monday, so I don't have to this Friday (and I got to ride the cherry picker to the top of the staks in ALF!). I also normally have class on Friday afternoon, but it was cancelled, and I turned in my final project today (nerves!), so it means I am REALLY done. What a great feeling, knowing that I am two classes away from a masters degree. I can't even explain how great this feels (I will need to remind myself during the job search next semester). Tomorrow night calls for a beer celebration with the girls at Lennie's (did I spell that right?). Anyways, it will be my first time, so I am très excited.
I would go home Friday, but a wonderful snow storm is due tomorrow, so I will wait until Saturday. It's been 4 months, and I've been getting homesick, so I shall be making the 8 hour drive come Saturday. I'll be home for 28 days or something like that. By that time, I'll be ready to be back here.
Yucky things have been happening lately...a lot of deaths. I'm not close to any of these people, but I wish those who are peace in their lives. What a terrible thing to have to deal with.
I haven't had to deal with any deaths recently, but one major personal battle took over my life for a good week or two. I sat down and thought about my near and far future, and evaluated my present. One major involvement in my present not only majorly conflicts with my near future, but also has nothing to do with my distant future. That combined with a bunch of other things helped me come to the conclusion that I had to let go of something I have loved more than any person (excluding my family of course). It's not a big deal, because I'm not important (which that never mattered to me), but I do feel like I am letting people down in time of greater need. I loved where I was and the people in my immediate surroundings, but the activity itself and some of the people (again, not in the immediate vicinity) have almost soured before me. I needed to leave everything where it was, to know that I had some good feelings toward it. I did just that. I will miss it, but I think it is the best decision I have made since I have been up here.
I'm happy to know that a poem a former role model once gave me still applies in my life. Part of it is as follows:
"...Believe in the incredible power
of the human mind.
Of doing somethng that makes a difference.
Of working hard.
Of laughing and hoping.
Of lazy afternoons.
Of lasting friendships.
Of all the things that will cross your path.
The start of something new
brings the hope of something great.
Anything is possible.
There is only one you.
And you will pass this way only once.
Do it right"
I'm glad I let go.
Anyways, no more retarded sappiness...It's Christmas time bitches!
Oh and before I go, I was "tagged" (but refuse to tag others...I hate that game) to "list ten thing that make you happy in no particular order"
1. MY DOG
2. Getting up early the day after Christmas and going to Perimeter Mall to go crazy at Crate and Barrel and Bloomingdales
3. Dialog! (and I don't mean conversation)
4. Being told I am beautiful by a man (and having them actually mean it, not a concept I am used to)
5. a bath
6. anything retro
7. nature
8. reading for pleasure
9. knowing I have friends who I've known since I was a kid
10. stars
I would go home Friday, but a wonderful snow storm is due tomorrow, so I will wait until Saturday. It's been 4 months, and I've been getting homesick, so I shall be making the 8 hour drive come Saturday. I'll be home for 28 days or something like that. By that time, I'll be ready to be back here.
Yucky things have been happening lately...a lot of deaths. I'm not close to any of these people, but I wish those who are peace in their lives. What a terrible thing to have to deal with.
I haven't had to deal with any deaths recently, but one major personal battle took over my life for a good week or two. I sat down and thought about my near and far future, and evaluated my present. One major involvement in my present not only majorly conflicts with my near future, but also has nothing to do with my distant future. That combined with a bunch of other things helped me come to the conclusion that I had to let go of something I have loved more than any person (excluding my family of course). It's not a big deal, because I'm not important (which that never mattered to me), but I do feel like I am letting people down in time of greater need. I loved where I was and the people in my immediate surroundings, but the activity itself and some of the people (again, not in the immediate vicinity) have almost soured before me. I needed to leave everything where it was, to know that I had some good feelings toward it. I did just that. I will miss it, but I think it is the best decision I have made since I have been up here.
I'm happy to know that a poem a former role model once gave me still applies in my life. Part of it is as follows:
"...Believe in the incredible power
of the human mind.
Of doing somethng that makes a difference.
Of working hard.
Of laughing and hoping.
Of lazy afternoons.
Of lasting friendships.
Of all the things that will cross your path.
The start of something new
brings the hope of something great.
Anything is possible.
There is only one you.
And you will pass this way only once.
Do it right"
I'm glad I let go.
Anyways, no more retarded sappiness...It's Christmas time bitches!
Oh and before I go, I was "tagged" (but refuse to tag others...I hate that game) to "list ten thing that make you happy in no particular order"
1. MY DOG
2. Getting up early the day after Christmas and going to Perimeter Mall to go crazy at Crate and Barrel and Bloomingdales
3. Dialog! (and I don't mean conversation)
4. Being told I am beautiful by a man (and having them actually mean it, not a concept I am used to)
5. a bath
6. anything retro
7. nature
8. reading for pleasure
9. knowing I have friends who I've known since I was a kid
10. stars
Thursday, December 01, 2005
I love random stuff...
1) My uncle once: Was a student at Harvard
2) Never in my life: have I been skiing
3) When I was five: I wanted to be named Tiffany
4) High school was: good…in retrospect
5) Fire is: something I don’t want to be close to…
6) I once saw: David Sedaris talk about animal porn
7) There’s this woman I know who: was in the army in Isreal
8) Once, at a bar: I was told I looked like this guy’s sexy secretary
9) By noon I’m usually: a bit tired
10) Last night: I was in class
11) If I only had: money
12) Next time I go to church: will be on Sunday
13) What worries me most: a big decision I made that I have to deal with on Saturday
14) When I turn my head left: i see the couch side
15) When I turn my head right: i see the chair on the other side of the room
16) You know I'm lying when: usually the tone of my voice sets it off
17) What I miss most about the eighties: crimping hair
18) If I were a character written by Shakespeare, I’d be: Kate from Taming of the Shrew..haha
19) By this time next year: I hopefully will be working in some kind of library as a professional
20) I have a hard time understanding: infidelity
21) You know I like you if: I avoid you and act shy
22) If I won an award, the first person I’d thank would be: my mom
23) Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferraro: different subject areas
24) Take my advice, never: give people multiple chances…three strikes and you’re out
25) My ideal breakfast is: tutto bene!
26) If you visit my hometown, I suggest you go to: um, Stone Mountain?
27) Why doesn't everyone: take a nap
28) If you spend the night at my house: don’t kick me out of the bed!
29) I’d stop my wedding: if i found out: he cheated on me
30) The world could do without: romance novels
31) My favorite blonde is: strawberry blonde.
32) If I do anything well, it’s: worry
33) And by the way: School’s almost out!
2) Never in my life: have I been skiing
3) When I was five: I wanted to be named Tiffany
4) High school was: good…in retrospect
5) Fire is: something I don’t want to be close to…
6) I once saw: David Sedaris talk about animal porn
7) There’s this woman I know who: was in the army in Isreal
8) Once, at a bar: I was told I looked like this guy’s sexy secretary
9) By noon I’m usually: a bit tired
10) Last night: I was in class
11) If I only had: money
12) Next time I go to church: will be on Sunday
13) What worries me most: a big decision I made that I have to deal with on Saturday
14) When I turn my head left: i see the couch side
15) When I turn my head right: i see the chair on the other side of the room
16) You know I'm lying when: usually the tone of my voice sets it off
17) What I miss most about the eighties: crimping hair
18) If I were a character written by Shakespeare, I’d be: Kate from Taming of the Shrew..haha
19) By this time next year: I hopefully will be working in some kind of library as a professional
20) I have a hard time understanding: infidelity
21) You know I like you if: I avoid you and act shy
22) If I won an award, the first person I’d thank would be: my mom
23) Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferraro: different subject areas
24) Take my advice, never: give people multiple chances…three strikes and you’re out
25) My ideal breakfast is: tutto bene!
26) If you visit my hometown, I suggest you go to: um, Stone Mountain?
27) Why doesn't everyone: take a nap
28) If you spend the night at my house: don’t kick me out of the bed!
29) I’d stop my wedding: if i found out: he cheated on me
30) The world could do without: romance novels
31) My favorite blonde is: strawberry blonde.
32) If I do anything well, it’s: worry
33) And by the way: School’s almost out!
Sunday, November 27, 2005
"It's peanut butter jelly time!"
Of course Thanksgiving beak went by in a flash...and I had an extra day and everything! Whatever...it just means that christmas break will be here soon. 5 more classes, 4 more assignments, 12 days until I am done with classes, and 21 days until I go home to Georgia. Then one semester left...the end is so in sight.
A bunch of stuff has happened lately, and luckily I have had time to think things through.
But what happened during break? Hmmm...purchase of the Martha Stewart Baking Handbook, too much driving to Illinois and Indianapolis, a great talk with my aunt who lives in California (the one I don't see much), a practical job offer, a proposition at a gas station in Martinsville (and I called him a rogue...ew), pictures on campus, trying to be a "model", Harry Potter, Family Guy, tibetan food, and sunday brunch. Overall, good times. Tomorrow it's back to work and school...I can see the stress level rising now.
I have decided not to label people as "idols", or "rolemodels" anymore. I mean, they're human, so there's no point...mistakes are bound to happen. Plus if they're not idolized, then I won't be disappointed when weird things happen. Admiration is a great thing...I'll stick with it, rather than promoting them to the "rolemodel" level.
I also need a new hobby...does anybody have any ideas?
Oh and if you saw last week's Family Guy and were greatly confused by Brian's dressing up as a banana and singing some song about peanut butter and jelly, this should clear things up...thanks to Erik.
A bunch of stuff has happened lately, and luckily I have had time to think things through.
But what happened during break? Hmmm...purchase of the Martha Stewart Baking Handbook, too much driving to Illinois and Indianapolis, a great talk with my aunt who lives in California (the one I don't see much), a practical job offer, a proposition at a gas station in Martinsville (and I called him a rogue...ew), pictures on campus, trying to be a "model", Harry Potter, Family Guy, tibetan food, and sunday brunch. Overall, good times. Tomorrow it's back to work and school...I can see the stress level rising now.
I have decided not to label people as "idols", or "rolemodels" anymore. I mean, they're human, so there's no point...mistakes are bound to happen. Plus if they're not idolized, then I won't be disappointed when weird things happen. Admiration is a great thing...I'll stick with it, rather than promoting them to the "rolemodel" level.
I also need a new hobby...does anybody have any ideas?
Oh and if you saw last week's Family Guy and were greatly confused by Brian's dressing up as a banana and singing some song about peanut butter and jelly, this should clear things up...thanks to Erik.
Monday, November 21, 2005
A Dream Worthy of Posting...
I was happy to find out that I don't have to go to Northview this week...I thought I had to go tonight, but Jon V. and Jim are in town, so I didn't! I decided to supplement some of my time with a nap...I dream a lot, and most of them I remember. This one is too weird to not share.
At some point toward the end of the dream, I turned into Harry Potter (I've been re-reading the books and obsessing over the movie). Hermione, Ron, and all of the Order, Deatheaters, and professors were around (I guess you have to know the books to really follow me). For some reason we were having a baseball tournament. By baseball, I simply mean a pitcher and a batter. No outfield or first, second, third base...basically just hitting the ball (which was a blue tennis ball, by the way).
So I am Harry Potter and it's raining and dark outside, and I am set to bat with Voldemort as the pitcher. Why he has been invited to this, I have no clue. Mad-Eye Moody and Hermione come up separately to give me bats (which are wusthoff, sankoutu knives-my knife of choice...in cooking). I am Harry, and stubbborn, thinking that I can take on Voldemort with my wand...I don't need a knife to do the work. Voldemort finally shows up, but he isn't the snake-like messed up non humanish existence, he's my FAVORITE tech from Crown 2002 (nobody from crown 2002 reads this, so more confusion...), Andria, who is a girl. I adored her, so why she is Voldemort, I have no clue. She is accompanied by some trendy high school girl wearning knee socks and talking on a cell phone (Peter Pettrigrew???).
So I am batting with a knife...she throws the ball and I catch it in the inside of my elbow and somehow hurl it out to make it look like I hit it. I scream to my audience, who is the Order, to save me, and I get no response. Andria goes crazy and lunges after me. I am confused because my audience is frozen about 20 feet away from me. I manage to pin down Andria/Voldemort...her eyes start bulging and she's blaming the frozen audience and his lack of power on me, because that's where all of it has been transfered. By that time I am being strangled and I freak out and wake up.
Interpret THAT dream!
At some point toward the end of the dream, I turned into Harry Potter (I've been re-reading the books and obsessing over the movie). Hermione, Ron, and all of the Order, Deatheaters, and professors were around (I guess you have to know the books to really follow me). For some reason we were having a baseball tournament. By baseball, I simply mean a pitcher and a batter. No outfield or first, second, third base...basically just hitting the ball (which was a blue tennis ball, by the way).
So I am Harry Potter and it's raining and dark outside, and I am set to bat with Voldemort as the pitcher. Why he has been invited to this, I have no clue. Mad-Eye Moody and Hermione come up separately to give me bats (which are wusthoff, sankoutu knives-my knife of choice...in cooking). I am Harry, and stubbborn, thinking that I can take on Voldemort with my wand...I don't need a knife to do the work. Voldemort finally shows up, but he isn't the snake-like messed up non humanish existence, he's my FAVORITE tech from Crown 2002 (nobody from crown 2002 reads this, so more confusion...), Andria, who is a girl. I adored her, so why she is Voldemort, I have no clue. She is accompanied by some trendy high school girl wearning knee socks and talking on a cell phone (Peter Pettrigrew???).
So I am batting with a knife...she throws the ball and I catch it in the inside of my elbow and somehow hurl it out to make it look like I hit it. I scream to my audience, who is the Order, to save me, and I get no response. Andria goes crazy and lunges after me. I am confused because my audience is frozen about 20 feet away from me. I manage to pin down Andria/Voldemort...her eyes start bulging and she's blaming the frozen audience and his lack of power on me, because that's where all of it has been transfered. By that time I am being strangled and I freak out and wake up.
Interpret THAT dream!
Thursday, November 17, 2005
In case you were wondering...
Check this out.
Class discussion was interesting to say the least yesterday in my Information for the Humanities class. Yay for the performing arts.
Oh, and it snowed for the first time this school year yesterday...yay? Yes, yay, as long as I'm not driving.
Class discussion was interesting to say the least yesterday in my Information for the Humanities class. Yay for the performing arts.
Oh, and it snowed for the first time this school year yesterday...yay? Yes, yay, as long as I'm not driving.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Filling the empty place...
Every time I drive back up to Indiana my demeanor sort of sinks. Part of my heart is still in Georgia. It's not Georgia itself, but I pine for something I once had, but no longer experience. Some sort of unconditional love...a cuddle buddy...a friend...a fighter. I miss my damn dog. I have always been, and always will be a dog person. I got to see my dog a lot in college, since I lived only an hour away from home. My longest period away from him were the two summers I marched corps. My senior year I taught at my high school, so I was able to see him multiple times each week. Now it's been 3 months and I miss him. He just turned 13 and has always been "crotchety"...he bit Lauren, him and Adrian have always been enemies, every boy that comes into the house is under his close watch. But I love him, and miss him greatly. A dog would not have been the smartest choice for me in grad school...especially since I drive a lot and go periods of time away from the apartment. But I have made the decision to buy a dog as soon as I move to my new place, wherever I will live, after graduation. I think I am ready for the responsibility, and it will fill the gap that has been missing in my heart ever since I moved up here.
So on to some normal stuff. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom today...praying that I didn't die in a horrific tornado. Two major tornado warnings and scary sirens. Why don't I know where my apartment's storm shelters are located? Of course I am on the third floor too, so the only option was the bathroom. It would suck to have my last life vision to be a flying toilet.
Yesterday was really weird on far too many levels which I will not discuss. I went to Northview and ended up running rehearsal by myself. I haven't run a dance class in two years. I definitely enjoy the technician existence. The kids were at least in semi-good spirits last night.
School has been fine...only 9 classes left...3 major projects, none of which I have started :).
Who is excited for Harry Potter?!?! I have to wait a freaking week and day after it is released because I told Philip I would see it with him. The Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe comes out December 9th (I am equally excited). I can't believe I haven't seen a movie in the theater since summer 2004. Yes, I have problems.
Something to leave you with...a quote by Honoré de Balzac :
"If she had been happy she would have been enchanting; for happiness makes women's poetry, and style and fashion are just the powder on their skins"
This is saved for a later dissertaion dealing with men :).
So on to some normal stuff. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom today...praying that I didn't die in a horrific tornado. Two major tornado warnings and scary sirens. Why don't I know where my apartment's storm shelters are located? Of course I am on the third floor too, so the only option was the bathroom. It would suck to have my last life vision to be a flying toilet.
Yesterday was really weird on far too many levels which I will not discuss. I went to Northview and ended up running rehearsal by myself. I haven't run a dance class in two years. I definitely enjoy the technician existence. The kids were at least in semi-good spirits last night.
School has been fine...only 9 classes left...3 major projects, none of which I have started :).
Who is excited for Harry Potter?!?! I have to wait a freaking week and day after it is released because I told Philip I would see it with him. The Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe comes out December 9th (I am equally excited). I can't believe I haven't seen a movie in the theater since summer 2004. Yes, I have problems.
Something to leave you with...a quote by Honoré de Balzac :
"If she had been happy she would have been enchanting; for happiness makes women's poetry, and style and fashion are just the powder on their skins"
This is saved for a later dissertaion dealing with men :).
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
"...there is a feeling that you should just go home and spend a lifetime finding out just what that is..." -Jump Little Children
I amaze myself every Wednesday. I mean, it could be worse. But class, then work, then class (12 hour day)...on twoish hours of sleep isn't great. I always get great anxiety for presentations. If I have notes, I am perfectly fine. There was only one incident last year where I sucked when giving a presentation where I wasn't allowed to use notes. I was fine today, but I still dreamt about it and had to wake up constantly to assure myself that I was prepared. Things went well for presenting my database, minus the forgetting to search in OneSearch, but it proved to be the crack addict that all federated search engines are anyways, so it didn't matter. I can't promise that it was A material, but I am happy to be done.
This past week and a half has been interesting. One great thing to have come out of my absence from blogging has been hanging out with new friends. Too bad the majority of them are graduating in December...but oh well, if I can't become an adult, at least I can admire people who are taking the plunge. I have actually been "out" two weekends in a row, which is quite surprising. This weekend, Susan, Mary, Kate, and I might all go see Andrew sing, which would be really cool. I'm really going to miss this place come May when I have to leave.
I'm still amazed that I haven't driven home to Georgia yet. Even though the best friends and I keep in touch almost regularly (especially Adrian), I haven't felt the need to be there. It has been ultimately nice to start over. I don't have to dwell on color guard or drum corps, or how people have changed (or is it me?) and how I view them in a complete opposite light than I did as little as six months ago, or even have to wonder what it would be like somewhere else. I do regret missing out on seeing my nephew grow up (yay digital cameras), and not being there to deal with illness of a close one.
My level of "slacker-ness" has reached new heights. I have finished the majority of work, minus final projects and such. Lokman cancelled our Dialog midterm...and angel sent from Heaven that man is. So now I can relax a bit and try to concentrate on things. I also set my work schedule at the library for next semester to coincide with my class days.
I really didn't mean to write about the fundamental fuddy-duddy stuff about my life. I do want to discuss my notion of "home" at some point, which was where I was originally attempting to aim. I have given up all hopes of this being some intellectual opinionated blog, so deal with my stupidity!
This past week and a half has been interesting. One great thing to have come out of my absence from blogging has been hanging out with new friends. Too bad the majority of them are graduating in December...but oh well, if I can't become an adult, at least I can admire people who are taking the plunge. I have actually been "out" two weekends in a row, which is quite surprising. This weekend, Susan, Mary, Kate, and I might all go see Andrew sing, which would be really cool. I'm really going to miss this place come May when I have to leave.
I'm still amazed that I haven't driven home to Georgia yet. Even though the best friends and I keep in touch almost regularly (especially Adrian), I haven't felt the need to be there. It has been ultimately nice to start over. I don't have to dwell on color guard or drum corps, or how people have changed (or is it me?) and how I view them in a complete opposite light than I did as little as six months ago, or even have to wonder what it would be like somewhere else. I do regret missing out on seeing my nephew grow up (yay digital cameras), and not being there to deal with illness of a close one.
My level of "slacker-ness" has reached new heights. I have finished the majority of work, minus final projects and such. Lokman cancelled our Dialog midterm...and angel sent from Heaven that man is. So now I can relax a bit and try to concentrate on things. I also set my work schedule at the library for next semester to coincide with my class days.
I really didn't mean to write about the fundamental fuddy-duddy stuff about my life. I do want to discuss my notion of "home" at some point, which was where I was originally attempting to aim. I have given up all hopes of this being some intellectual opinionated blog, so deal with my stupidity!
Monday, October 31, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Actions have consequences...first rule of life. And the second rule is this - you are the only one responsible for your own actions. -Holly Lisle
Wow Wow Wow. Friday was a wonderful day...I know, that never happens. I wake up and check my e-mail only to find out that my cataloging class was cancelled, which was great, but I still had to go to work. I had to pull pre-1821 books from the fourth floor, which sucks because they're all dusty and nasty. But I got to listen to my ipod and had a nice chance encounter. I finally got my pathfinder back, in which I was extremely pleased. I think that is it for the day, but it was enough to keep me happy.
Saturday had its ups and downs...I worked on an essay all day, which sucks. Georgia lost to Florida, which sucks. Susan's lasagna was a success, as was the rest of the food (I made diva cupcakes). Then four of us decided to go out. Susan was a devil trying to be an angel. Her boyfriend, Erik, was Magnum PI (mustache and everything), Jackie was a cowgirl, and I was a naughty business girl. Kristina and Chris came and met us, so our group grew. We had a lot of fun, but I was definitely reminded WHY I don't drink much. My mom says our wierd tolerance runs in the family and that it gets even lower as we get older. I know I was able to handle more in college...although weighing 20 lbs. lighter has to have something to do with it as well. I am once again lucky to have such good friends. The crazily placed pictures (per Sus) are as follows (L to R, top to bottom)
1. Me fulfilling my wishes...taking matters "into my own hands"
2. The girls--Susan, Kristina, Jackie, and me
3. The group
4. Susan wanted a picture of me flicking her off
5. Susan and a cherry
6. Erik in Jackie's cowgirl hat with his rum and coke
7. Me and the walking stick (yes!)
Overall a good night (with a couple of downers).
Everybody needs a fun weekend once in a while.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Everybody likes to go their own way--to choose their own time and manner of devotion. -Jane Austen
My father woke me up this morning (I get to sleep in on Thursdays). I thought something was terribly wrong, but he just called to ask me if I wanted to go travelling right before christmas. So right now, if everything goes well, I'll be in San Francisco for a few days before Christmas...I love that place and haven't been there in 3 years, so I am excited. Arizona is plan B (which I would be psyched about, since I haven't been there). I am continually amazed with the generosity of my parents, even if the plane tickets are free.
So I'm sitting on my couch all excited, when something crawls on me. It's fairly big, but I'm still sleepy and can't see well. I brush it off and it runs under the coffee table like lightning. Perfect. I HATE bugs. I come into the room a few minutes later and lo and behold...it's one of the cricket/grasshopper/alien hybrids that have been scaring the crap out of me from my mailbox. Killing that bastard was nasty...so big. Did I mention how much I hate bugs? I am taking applications for a husband...if you're not comfortable killing bugs, you will be automatically eliminated.
I have absolultely LOVED this week. I kind of miss marching band, but my sanity has been salvaged simply because I haven't had to go to rehearsal. I am also *gasp* going out to the bars this Saturday night...and I will be dressed up in costume (after a pumpkin carving lasagna party). Don't worry, I will take pictures.
Kristina stopped by today. I have been terrible at keeping up with friends lately. My main lines of communication have been devoted to a few individuals. I still talk to Lauren and Krista some, but everybody else outside of Bloomington has suffered tremendously. Heck, I talk to Susan's boyfriend more than I do some of my closest friends from home...and he lives in freaking Chicago.
I have a new obsession with Target. Susan hasn't been helping me much lately because we keep forgetting stuff. But I am not allowed to visit that wonderful store for the next three weeks. Bad Traci.
I'm ready to graduate. I want a job. I want to have a stable future.
But I am enjoying my life :)
Oh yeah, what the hell is a fall break?
So I'm sitting on my couch all excited, when something crawls on me. It's fairly big, but I'm still sleepy and can't see well. I brush it off and it runs under the coffee table like lightning. Perfect. I HATE bugs. I come into the room a few minutes later and lo and behold...it's one of the cricket/grasshopper/alien hybrids that have been scaring the crap out of me from my mailbox. Killing that bastard was nasty...so big. Did I mention how much I hate bugs? I am taking applications for a husband...if you're not comfortable killing bugs, you will be automatically eliminated.
I have absolultely LOVED this week. I kind of miss marching band, but my sanity has been salvaged simply because I haven't had to go to rehearsal. I am also *gasp* going out to the bars this Saturday night...and I will be dressed up in costume (after a pumpkin carving lasagna party). Don't worry, I will take pictures.
Kristina stopped by today. I have been terrible at keeping up with friends lately. My main lines of communication have been devoted to a few individuals. I still talk to Lauren and Krista some, but everybody else outside of Bloomington has suffered tremendously. Heck, I talk to Susan's boyfriend more than I do some of my closest friends from home...and he lives in freaking Chicago.
I have a new obsession with Target. Susan hasn't been helping me much lately because we keep forgetting stuff. But I am not allowed to visit that wonderful store for the next three weeks. Bad Traci.
I'm ready to graduate. I want a job. I want to have a stable future.
But I am enjoying my life :)
Oh yeah, what the hell is a fall break?
Monday, October 24, 2005
Two things because they're super fun!
1. Open up the music player on your computer.
2. Set it to play your entire music collection.
3. Hit the shuffle command.
4. Tell us the title of the next 20 songs that show up (with their musicians), no matter how embarrassing. That's right, no skipping that Carpenters tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It's time for total musical honesty.
5. If you get the same artist twice, you may skip the second (or third, or etc.) occurrences. You don't have to, but since randomness could mean you end up with a list of twenty songs with five artists, you can if you'd like.
1. Glass, Concrete, and Stone - David Byrne
2. Sun - Live
3. One Way Out -Allman Brothers
4. Blacking Out the Friction - Death Cab for Cutie
5. Dinner at Eight - Rufus Wainwright
6. Lucky Trumble -Nancy Wilson
7. Annie Waits - Ben Folds
8. Dig Your Grave - Modest Mouse
9. Don't Panic -Coldplay
10. Seeing Things for the First Time -Black Crowes
11. 11:11- Rufus Waineright
12. Lullaby- Bregovic
13. Dim and the Dark - Jump
14. A Whisper -Coldplay
15. I'm Pulling Through- Diana Krall
16. This Place is a Prison- Postal Service
17. Brisk Young Sailor- UGA School of Music
18. Young Hearts Run Free- Kym Mazelle
19. Strange Fruit- Billie Holiday
20. Mary Jane's Last Dance- Tom Petty
And another...
If I were a month, I'd be March...unpredictable and lots of Green
If I were a day of the week, I'd be Wednedsay...hump day!
If I were a color, I'd be Orange...because I've just become so attached to it.
If I were an animal, I'd be a puppy...kind of floppy you know?
If I were a movie, I'd be Baz's Romeo and Juliet...because my mind is crazy like that
If I were a class, I'd be a Online Search and Retrieval...you think it's easy, but it's really hard.
If I were a shoe, I'd be anything Cole Haan.
If I were an ice cream flavor, I'd be Sherbet!
If I were a place, I'd be Crater Lake...deep!
If I were an element, I'd be Helium...light
If I were a perfume, I'd be Body by Victoria, because it was meant for my body
If I were a state, I'd be Vermont...snowy, slightly liberal, and Ben and Jerry's!
If I were a country, I'd be France, duh (but like 17th century France, not France today)
If I were an instrument, I'd be a cow bell...the best one ever
If I were a season, I'd be fall...all of my colors
If I were a body part, I'd be hands so i could touch everything
If I were a flavor, I'd be ginger...a bit of a bite
If I were an alcoholic drink, I'd be a longisland...a mix of everything
If I were a shape, I'd be a pentagon!
If I were a number, I'd be 18
If I were a president, I'd be Theodore Roosevelt...yay for national parks
If I were a beauty product, I'd be foundation:)
If I were a book, I'd be The Lion Witch and Wardrobe
If I were a letter of the alphabet, I'd be T!
If I were a word, I'd be superfluous
If I were a store, I'd be J Crew, duh
If I were a song, I'd be Reflecting Light by Sam Phillips
If I were an item of clothing, I'd be a shirt
If I were a clothing line, I'd be J Crew again
If I were a facial feature, I'd be expressive eyes
If I were an emotion, I'd be thoughtful
If I were a sound, I'd be a sigh
If I were a scent, I'd be color guard and cookies
If I were a car, I'd be a CRV
If I were a fruit, I'd be a peach
If I were a planet, I'd be Neptune
If I were a feeling, I'd be amazed
If I were a bone, I'd be humurous
If I were a flower, I'd be a tulip
If I were jewelry, I'd be any necklace
If I were a show, I'd be Gilmore Girls
If I were you, I'd be confused
2. Set it to play your entire music collection.
3. Hit the shuffle command.
4. Tell us the title of the next 20 songs that show up (with their musicians), no matter how embarrassing. That's right, no skipping that Carpenters tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It's time for total musical honesty.
5. If you get the same artist twice, you may skip the second (or third, or etc.) occurrences. You don't have to, but since randomness could mean you end up with a list of twenty songs with five artists, you can if you'd like.
1. Glass, Concrete, and Stone - David Byrne
2. Sun - Live
3. One Way Out -Allman Brothers
4. Blacking Out the Friction - Death Cab for Cutie
5. Dinner at Eight - Rufus Wainwright
6. Lucky Trumble -Nancy Wilson
7. Annie Waits - Ben Folds
8. Dig Your Grave - Modest Mouse
9. Don't Panic -Coldplay
10. Seeing Things for the First Time -Black Crowes
11. 11:11- Rufus Waineright
12. Lullaby- Bregovic
13. Dim and the Dark - Jump
14. A Whisper -Coldplay
15. I'm Pulling Through- Diana Krall
16. This Place is a Prison- Postal Service
17. Brisk Young Sailor- UGA School of Music
18. Young Hearts Run Free- Kym Mazelle
19. Strange Fruit- Billie Holiday
20. Mary Jane's Last Dance- Tom Petty
And another...
If I were a month, I'd be March...unpredictable and lots of Green
If I were a day of the week, I'd be Wednedsay...hump day!
If I were a color, I'd be Orange...because I've just become so attached to it.
If I were an animal, I'd be a puppy...kind of floppy you know?
If I were a movie, I'd be Baz's Romeo and Juliet...because my mind is crazy like that
If I were a class, I'd be a Online Search and Retrieval...you think it's easy, but it's really hard.
If I were a shoe, I'd be anything Cole Haan.
If I were an ice cream flavor, I'd be Sherbet!
If I were a place, I'd be Crater Lake...deep!
If I were an element, I'd be Helium...light
If I were a perfume, I'd be Body by Victoria, because it was meant for my body
If I were a state, I'd be Vermont...snowy, slightly liberal, and Ben and Jerry's!
If I were a country, I'd be France, duh (but like 17th century France, not France today)
If I were an instrument, I'd be a cow bell...the best one ever
If I were a season, I'd be fall...all of my colors
If I were a body part, I'd be hands so i could touch everything
If I were a flavor, I'd be ginger...a bit of a bite
If I were an alcoholic drink, I'd be a longisland...a mix of everything
If I were a shape, I'd be a pentagon!
If I were a number, I'd be 18
If I were a president, I'd be Theodore Roosevelt...yay for national parks
If I were a beauty product, I'd be foundation:)
If I were a book, I'd be The Lion Witch and Wardrobe
If I were a letter of the alphabet, I'd be T!
If I were a word, I'd be superfluous
If I were a store, I'd be J Crew, duh
If I were a song, I'd be Reflecting Light by Sam Phillips
If I were an item of clothing, I'd be a shirt
If I were a clothing line, I'd be J Crew again
If I were a facial feature, I'd be expressive eyes
If I were an emotion, I'd be thoughtful
If I were a sound, I'd be a sigh
If I were a scent, I'd be color guard and cookies
If I were a car, I'd be a CRV
If I were a fruit, I'd be a peach
If I were a planet, I'd be Neptune
If I were a feeling, I'd be amazed
If I were a bone, I'd be humurous
If I were a flower, I'd be a tulip
If I were jewelry, I'd be any necklace
If I were a show, I'd be Gilmore Girls
If I were you, I'd be confused
Saturday, October 22, 2005
The first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: Decide what you want. -Ben Stein
Funny thing about doors closing. I had my last (well hopefully my last) experience with marching band today. While I technically ended marching band two years ago (the last time i actually participated), Northview has definitely felt like home to me. Even though I play a "non-essential" part, I have really enjoyed these past two seasons. The band received 4th today at state, which came as quite a shock, especially after placing first in all captions, except for one. But I was so impressed with how the band and staff took the surprise, almost more than the great performance they gave at 10am this morning. I will miss marching band color guard so much, but I hope this was the last one...time to become an adult. On to winterguard now?
This week was interesting. It finally got cold up here, so I guess this is the beginning of my end. I think this is as far north as I can go (with the exception of the north east). I really dislike winter and am not looking forward to it. School is going to blow this week...so much to do...so little motivation. I had the strangest Thursday/Friday. It started when I got home from Northview. I found this random poem and became overwroght with emotion. I went to bed in such a state, and slept so soundly that I slept through my alarm on Friday, making me almost 30 minutes to work. I am a very light sleeper, which made it odd...and I didn't "wake up" until sometime in the middle of my cataloging class (I guess Dewey Decimal Classification will do that). Last night was an inpromptu visit to Target with Sus, then watching Finding Neverland, which I hadn't yet seen. Today was state finals.
I registered for classes for my LAST semester at school on Friday...right now, I'm only taking computer classes (database design and web design), which will be helpful, but extremely difficult. Plus, with one less class to worry about, I will have more time to concentrate on the two. I'm so excited...the end is in sight!
I'm trying to "go with the flow" in a lot of situations right now...it's definitely a good philosophy for school, definitely a good philosophy for work, and has been for other things too. It's amazing how much happier I am this year...and I really think it has nothing to do with knowing what's going on...it has everything to do with my confidence. I'm still a bit self-depricating, but for the first time in two or three years, I can say that I have myself back.
"Two Headed Calf"
Tomorrow when the farm boy finds this
freak of nature, they will wrap his body
in newspaper and carry him to the museum
But tonight, he is alive and in the north
field with his mother. It is a perfect
summer evening : the moon rising over
the orchard, the wind in the grass.
and as he stares into the sky, there
are twice as many stars as usual.
-Laura Gilpin
This week was interesting. It finally got cold up here, so I guess this is the beginning of my end. I think this is as far north as I can go (with the exception of the north east). I really dislike winter and am not looking forward to it. School is going to blow this week...so much to do...so little motivation. I had the strangest Thursday/Friday. It started when I got home from Northview. I found this random poem and became overwroght with emotion. I went to bed in such a state, and slept so soundly that I slept through my alarm on Friday, making me almost 30 minutes to work. I am a very light sleeper, which made it odd...and I didn't "wake up" until sometime in the middle of my cataloging class (I guess Dewey Decimal Classification will do that). Last night was an inpromptu visit to Target with Sus, then watching Finding Neverland, which I hadn't yet seen. Today was state finals.
I registered for classes for my LAST semester at school on Friday...right now, I'm only taking computer classes (database design and web design), which will be helpful, but extremely difficult. Plus, with one less class to worry about, I will have more time to concentrate on the two. I'm so excited...the end is in sight!
I'm trying to "go with the flow" in a lot of situations right now...it's definitely a good philosophy for school, definitely a good philosophy for work, and has been for other things too. It's amazing how much happier I am this year...and I really think it has nothing to do with knowing what's going on...it has everything to do with my confidence. I'm still a bit self-depricating, but for the first time in two or three years, I can say that I have myself back.
"Two Headed Calf"
Tomorrow when the farm boy finds this
freak of nature, they will wrap his body
in newspaper and carry him to the museum
But tonight, he is alive and in the north
field with his mother. It is a perfect
summer evening : the moon rising over
the orchard, the wind in the grass.
and as he stares into the sky, there
are twice as many stars as usual.
-Laura Gilpin
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
If my hands are fully occupied in holding on to something, I can neither give nor receive. -Dorothe Solle
So first off, congratulations to some SLIS friends on the marriage this past week. How exciting to see two people in love commit themselves. I get to attend a wedding for another SLIS friend in November, so "love is all around".
Now that I have succeeded in planting the Mary Tyler Moore theme song in my head, I shall switch subjects. The weather up here has been warm, so I can safely say that my last season of marching band has been awesome climate-wise. I think this weekend will be the turning point though and everything will go to crap. I like winter...I like snow...but it gets old really fast, especially post-Christmas. I always deem February my worse month, because bad stuff usually happens...but 2005 showed me that April, May, June, July, and August were far worse than February (although it was bad too). So I guess I shouldn't dread any month and take things as they come.
I have successfully made it two months without having to make a trip to Georgia. Two more and I will have doubled my record. I'm so proud of myself. I'm even staying after school ends in December to work.
I have some things to look forward to...I have a visitor for Thanksgiving (spent a hefty amount to come to Indiana!). I have been promised a leprechaun from John's trip to Ireland/Germany this week. My New Years is in the works. Winterguard starts soon (do I look forward to that?). Next semester I only have to take two classes. I graduate in May. Job hunting. Dog Buying.
School has been a female dog lately...but I'm doing well, so that is all that matters.
The above quote kind of reminded me of some things...I hold on to what I feel is failure in hopes of someday fixing it. Letting go does seem the better option. Why do I have to be a perfectionist?
Well I should go and finish dialog stuff...
Now that I have succeeded in planting the Mary Tyler Moore theme song in my head, I shall switch subjects. The weather up here has been warm, so I can safely say that my last season of marching band has been awesome climate-wise. I think this weekend will be the turning point though and everything will go to crap. I like winter...I like snow...but it gets old really fast, especially post-Christmas. I always deem February my worse month, because bad stuff usually happens...but 2005 showed me that April, May, June, July, and August were far worse than February (although it was bad too). So I guess I shouldn't dread any month and take things as they come.
I have successfully made it two months without having to make a trip to Georgia. Two more and I will have doubled my record. I'm so proud of myself. I'm even staying after school ends in December to work.
I have some things to look forward to...I have a visitor for Thanksgiving (spent a hefty amount to come to Indiana!). I have been promised a leprechaun from John's trip to Ireland/Germany this week. My New Years is in the works. Winterguard starts soon (do I look forward to that?). Next semester I only have to take two classes. I graduate in May. Job hunting. Dog Buying.
School has been a female dog lately...but I'm doing well, so that is all that matters.
The above quote kind of reminded me of some things...I hold on to what I feel is failure in hopes of someday fixing it. Letting go does seem the better option. Why do I have to be a perfectionist?
Well I should go and finish dialog stuff...
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Be a first rate version of yourself, not a second rate version of someone else. -Judy Garland
So it's Thursday. I just got back from the Northview Party Room. I was so happy to be able to go this week...since I was so stressed with school the past few weeks. This week has been great...I had a lull from school (that will quickly pick up next week to the usual stress). I also did great on two separate assignments in school. Having the weekend with my parents was wonderful. The slacker-ness has continued on into the week...but I actually have had the time to be that way.
So I realize that I am pretty content up here. I like my program, I like Bloomington...seriously, so much prettier than the already beautiful UGA. I like my jobs...simply for the fact that I am working for great people. Seriously, this job at the library has helped me understand the inner workings of a large academic library. The Northview job has given me a chance to be around Michael and Katie for two extra years and meet such wonderful people as the Medworth's and Jon Vanderkolff, etc. I am finally doing something I want in school. I have good friends here. I keep in touch with my friends back home and elsewhere. I have as my friend and I have been discussing "immediate future plans".
It's funny because I realize that the "little things" not only make me extremely happy, but have been the cause for my demise in the past. I do tend to dwell, especially in things that I consider failures. Grades for instance...I freak out if I see anything below an A. I didn't do this in undergrad, so why now? Guys are another issue. I don't want to do the bad things to a guy that were done to me....it would be hypocritical. It's hard for me to think about anything with a guy as not serious. I don't think I will ever be capable of casual dating, but I have noticed myself flirting with people lately (even if they're far away). It's healthy for me to not be so realtionship-oriented. I smile a LOT more...makes waiting for "Mr. Right" so much better. So, the transformation of the association of the little things from bad to good has made a positive effect on my life. Now it's on to concentrating on hopeful visits from friends, other possible future encounters, and other things in which I am being awfuly vague...
But I should go and get stuff done. I can't believe marching band is almost over. Funny how winterguard will start the next week...so I'm not done with this color guard thing until April.
Take Judy Garland's advice and "carpe diem...seize the day boys...make your lives extraordinary".
So I realize that I am pretty content up here. I like my program, I like Bloomington...seriously, so much prettier than the already beautiful UGA. I like my jobs...simply for the fact that I am working for great people. Seriously, this job at the library has helped me understand the inner workings of a large academic library. The Northview job has given me a chance to be around Michael and Katie for two extra years and meet such wonderful people as the Medworth's and Jon Vanderkolff, etc. I am finally doing something I want in school. I have good friends here. I keep in touch with my friends back home and elsewhere. I have as my friend and I have been discussing "immediate future plans".
It's funny because I realize that the "little things" not only make me extremely happy, but have been the cause for my demise in the past. I do tend to dwell, especially in things that I consider failures. Grades for instance...I freak out if I see anything below an A. I didn't do this in undergrad, so why now? Guys are another issue. I don't want to do the bad things to a guy that were done to me....it would be hypocritical. It's hard for me to think about anything with a guy as not serious. I don't think I will ever be capable of casual dating, but I have noticed myself flirting with people lately (even if they're far away). It's healthy for me to not be so realtionship-oriented. I smile a LOT more...makes waiting for "Mr. Right" so much better. So, the transformation of the association of the little things from bad to good has made a positive effect on my life. Now it's on to concentrating on hopeful visits from friends, other possible future encounters, and other things in which I am being awfuly vague...
But I should go and get stuff done. I can't believe marching band is almost over. Funny how winterguard will start the next week...so I'm not done with this color guard thing until April.
Take Judy Garland's advice and "carpe diem...seize the day boys...make your lives extraordinary".
Sunday, October 09, 2005
As you become more clear about who you really are, you'll be better able to decide what is best for you - the first time around. -Oprah Winfrey
So true Oprah... :)
First off, I would like to thank Gilmore Girls for getting me through last week and the whole pathfinder fiasco. I think having all of the witticism in the background has ultimately made me smarter. Hey, we all have guilty pleasures.
The amount of work I have had this semester still amazes me. I think Wednesday night was the pinnacle of graduate school stress. Susan, Jackie, and I stayed after to finish a problem for an assignment due this comming week. We messed up slightly on a problem, and had to start all over again. We had to turn in another assignment, which my partner and I (notice the "and I" Susan) didn't fully complete (we left out a part of a question). The professor said he was going to stay until we finished the problem on which we were working. All I can remember were my eyes welling up with tears, but never actually crying. I thought my brain was going to explode. Susan even came over afterwards and looked over my cataloging assignment...I was thinking about the humanities/dialog/oclc for 13 straight hours. No kids, don't stay in school...it isn't the "fun" that college was. You don't have free weekends, unless you want to get behind, and it isn't the constant party...unless you're just damn lucky.
I think the bitterness is coming from the fact that I haven't felt any satisfaction with my classes yet. I like all of them...and I feel like I am learning stuff...each class seems to have a purpose...but each has its terrible quirk. I'll be over it in December, I promise. It's just hard watching myself go through it, as well as my friends. I was listening to my friend Jeff this morning talk about all of the stuff he has to do. I listened to mary snyder this morning and her theory on our info. in the humanities class. Susan just called me worried about our client search project. geez. I'll quit complaining. At least I'm not alone.
Despite the stress, life has been pleasant lately. My parents visited Friday and Saturday. I love my parents...I have never met people more selfless in my life. I hope to do the same for my kids someday. We shopped in Indianapolis yesterday and just hung out the rest of the time. I don't know what I would do in life if I didn't have a good family.
Gilmore Girls isn't the only thing that has gotten me through the week. I've been reacquainting myself with my past...past people to be exact. Friends have been getting me through who live as close as down the street, and as far away as the great white north, (and red and black south). It's been nice, especially since I lost one of my best friends a couple of months ago.
Okay, I'm back to the real world...can you believe it's already October?
First off, I would like to thank Gilmore Girls for getting me through last week and the whole pathfinder fiasco. I think having all of the witticism in the background has ultimately made me smarter. Hey, we all have guilty pleasures.
The amount of work I have had this semester still amazes me. I think Wednesday night was the pinnacle of graduate school stress. Susan, Jackie, and I stayed after to finish a problem for an assignment due this comming week. We messed up slightly on a problem, and had to start all over again. We had to turn in another assignment, which my partner and I (notice the "and I" Susan) didn't fully complete (we left out a part of a question). The professor said he was going to stay until we finished the problem on which we were working. All I can remember were my eyes welling up with tears, but never actually crying. I thought my brain was going to explode. Susan even came over afterwards and looked over my cataloging assignment...I was thinking about the humanities/dialog/oclc for 13 straight hours. No kids, don't stay in school...it isn't the "fun" that college was. You don't have free weekends, unless you want to get behind, and it isn't the constant party...unless you're just damn lucky.
I think the bitterness is coming from the fact that I haven't felt any satisfaction with my classes yet. I like all of them...and I feel like I am learning stuff...each class seems to have a purpose...but each has its terrible quirk. I'll be over it in December, I promise. It's just hard watching myself go through it, as well as my friends. I was listening to my friend Jeff this morning talk about all of the stuff he has to do. I listened to mary snyder this morning and her theory on our info. in the humanities class. Susan just called me worried about our client search project. geez. I'll quit complaining. At least I'm not alone.
Despite the stress, life has been pleasant lately. My parents visited Friday and Saturday. I love my parents...I have never met people more selfless in my life. I hope to do the same for my kids someday. We shopped in Indianapolis yesterday and just hung out the rest of the time. I don't know what I would do in life if I didn't have a good family.
Gilmore Girls isn't the only thing that has gotten me through the week. I've been reacquainting myself with my past...past people to be exact. Friends have been getting me through who live as close as down the street, and as far away as the great white north, (and red and black south). It's been nice, especially since I lost one of my best friends a couple of months ago.
Okay, I'm back to the real world...can you believe it's already October?
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets. -Arthur Miller
I have no clue why I am updating right now...I am in the middle of craziness and I should be doing work because I will regret sleep tomorrow. But Philip informed me that I don't update enough, so I guess I will give it a try.
Busy is the best word to describe my life. I am kind of liking it that way because things go by fast and fast means closer to graduation. School is stressful. I have a pathfinder
due tomorrow along with a presentation that I am going to wing...I'll be able to read the thing while I present, so I'm not too worried. I also have an assignment due tomorrow in my other class, which I have yet to complete. My client thing is still in the background and cataloging has definitely taken the back burner this semester...oh crap I have an assignment due in there on Friday. I start working on some french project at library work soon, so that should be fun. I really thought last semester was the pinnicle of stress, but even with two less classes, this semester takes the cheese (or whatever cliché that is...I am so bad with them).
Northview is going well. I like going to the contests a lot...I have only missed Greenwood so far, and will miss Carmel this weekend. I am actually kind of sad. The show is great, and I am so glad that this will be my last impression of marching band. Last Saturday as we were glittering them up (they wear lots of glitter), one of the girls called me over...she said she heard a rumor that I was leaving after winter. I told her about the whole graduating thing and people actually started telling me to not leave...something to the effect that they think they will bring in somebody mean to replace me. It was so nice though...I was flattered.
My parents are coming up this weekend and I can't tell you how excited I am...I am so lucky to have great parents. It's great to have the whole unconditional love thing, and my mom helped me get through some stuff when I was home in August. The whole teenage angst thing is definitely gone now.
I apparantly have a small fan club at the University of Iowa now...haha thanks to my friend Susan. We have been kind of going through this stress thing together...it's going slowly but surely.
To add to the school stress...I feel like Violet Beauregarde in full blueberry stage right now (minus the color blue). I know I look it too.
Anyways, I updated, and will regret it tomorrow when I am tired and cranky.
And I will get to Alaska.
31 Days
Busy is the best word to describe my life. I am kind of liking it that way because things go by fast and fast means closer to graduation. School is stressful. I have a pathfinder
due tomorrow along with a presentation that I am going to wing...I'll be able to read the thing while I present, so I'm not too worried. I also have an assignment due tomorrow in my other class, which I have yet to complete. My client thing is still in the background and cataloging has definitely taken the back burner this semester...oh crap I have an assignment due in there on Friday. I start working on some french project at library work soon, so that should be fun. I really thought last semester was the pinnicle of stress, but even with two less classes, this semester takes the cheese (or whatever cliché that is...I am so bad with them).
Northview is going well. I like going to the contests a lot...I have only missed Greenwood so far, and will miss Carmel this weekend. I am actually kind of sad. The show is great, and I am so glad that this will be my last impression of marching band. Last Saturday as we were glittering them up (they wear lots of glitter), one of the girls called me over...she said she heard a rumor that I was leaving after winter. I told her about the whole graduating thing and people actually started telling me to not leave...something to the effect that they think they will bring in somebody mean to replace me. It was so nice though...I was flattered.
My parents are coming up this weekend and I can't tell you how excited I am...I am so lucky to have great parents. It's great to have the whole unconditional love thing, and my mom helped me get through some stuff when I was home in August. The whole teenage angst thing is definitely gone now.
I apparantly have a small fan club at the University of Iowa now...haha thanks to my friend Susan. We have been kind of going through this stress thing together...it's going slowly but surely.
To add to the school stress...I feel like Violet Beauregarde in full blueberry stage right now (minus the color blue). I know I look it too.
Anyways, I updated, and will regret it tomorrow when I am tired and cranky.
And I will get to Alaska.
31 Days
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Anger is natural. It's part of the force. You just have to learn to hang out with it.
-Tori Amos (and no, I'm not angry)
This week was...I'm not too sure actually...it went by too damn fast. Monday and Tuesday were definitely a blur. Wednesday was stressful (as all Wednesdays are). Friday, my aunt visited, which was great. I highly recommend the Tibetan restaurant here. Yesterday was rehearsal and another contest...and now I'm sitting here...doing my best at the homework thing.
The next two weeks are going to be painful. I have so much on my plate...a lot of commitments...and I'm so afraid I am going to break down. But usually when stuff like this happens, I become surprisingly calm, so I am counting on that to take over.
I'd like to thank HGTV for being the background of my home life this week. It's nice to know that people are improving their places all over the country. Seriously, anything that gets me away from the food network is a miracle. Also, a thanks goes out to my high school best friend, Adrian, for the multitudes of e-mails sent this week.
I've noticed that I've become a bit more talkative lately. Part of it is the delirium of classes, part of it is the fact that I am more comfortable up here, and part of it is me being sick of people's interpretations of my "quietness". I come off as a snob a lot apparantly...which if you know me is definitely not the case (well I hope). Plus the quietness has contributed to my invisibility here. I figured that I would freak people out more with my stream of consciousness, than just being quiet. Luckily I have Susan who just makes a quote page out of all of her friend's interesting sayings. So should I blurt out to the world that I found a relevant article and want to have it's babies, or just stay quiet? Decisions.
I backed into a concrete thing yesterday in Terre Haute...it scared the crap out of me, but luckily everything on the car was fine. I love my Honda, even after her first fender-bender. My nephew also turned 1 yesterday...so cute.
40 days.
This week was...I'm not too sure actually...it went by too damn fast. Monday and Tuesday were definitely a blur. Wednesday was stressful (as all Wednesdays are). Friday, my aunt visited, which was great. I highly recommend the Tibetan restaurant here. Yesterday was rehearsal and another contest...and now I'm sitting here...doing my best at the homework thing.
The next two weeks are going to be painful. I have so much on my plate...a lot of commitments...and I'm so afraid I am going to break down. But usually when stuff like this happens, I become surprisingly calm, so I am counting on that to take over.
I'd like to thank HGTV for being the background of my home life this week. It's nice to know that people are improving their places all over the country. Seriously, anything that gets me away from the food network is a miracle. Also, a thanks goes out to my high school best friend, Adrian, for the multitudes of e-mails sent this week.
I've noticed that I've become a bit more talkative lately. Part of it is the delirium of classes, part of it is the fact that I am more comfortable up here, and part of it is me being sick of people's interpretations of my "quietness". I come off as a snob a lot apparantly...which if you know me is definitely not the case (well I hope). Plus the quietness has contributed to my invisibility here. I figured that I would freak people out more with my stream of consciousness, than just being quiet. Luckily I have Susan who just makes a quote page out of all of her friend's interesting sayings. So should I blurt out to the world that I found a relevant article and want to have it's babies, or just stay quiet? Decisions.
I backed into a concrete thing yesterday in Terre Haute...it scared the crap out of me, but luckily everything on the car was fine. I love my Honda, even after her first fender-bender. My nephew also turned 1 yesterday...so cute.
40 days.
Sunday, September 18, 2005
"to be interested in the changing seasons is...a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring"
-George Santayana
Let's see if I can post a picture on this thing...my connection with the lines of power
It's starting to get cool up here. One thing I like about living up north (yes, this is the north to me) is the four seasons. Fall here is beautiful. It rains a lot, which I hate, but on a sunny day with all of the colors, this place is amazingly beautiful...not quite as beautiful as spring here, but close enough. Fall is my favorite season for sure...the colors, the smells, football games, marching band, fall clothes...proof that there is beauty in dying. Winter is going to suck though.
I updated on Friday, which is far too recent. I actually haven't seen much of my apartment in the past week. Friday was honestly the surprise of the century for me. The day kind of sucked because I was working on assignments and such, but the evening/night was wonderful. SLIS had a beautiful reception at the Woodburn House. Large events like that make me pretty weary, but it ended up being really nice. Everybody was dressed up, many conversations were had, new classes were created, careers were discussed, alcohol was free. Afterwards (probably as a result of the free bar), around 30 people or so decided to go to the vid, some bar and hang out. Everybody was happy and playing pool...I got to see Kristina and Chris (what fate!)...I got to see half of my program drunk (myself included)...I got to see one of my professors playing pool...overall, so much better than class. I have a new-found respect for half of these people, mainly because everybody let loose some. It was also proven to me this weekend that I am not invisible to men up here which is nice to know...
Yesterday I spent 12 hours at Northview, well a few were in Indianapolis for a competition...basically the next 5 weeks or so will be filled with contests. The announcer forgot to call my name out as staff, and Bob actually noticed it, which was impressive. Katie Townsend's subsequent arguement against Michael's name being called off first was incredibly funny...yeah women's rights.
I'm taking some big steps this week...well one. I am going to send in my first job application tomorrow, thus beginning 8 months of job-finding hell. Another one of those hellish "learning experience"s. I can sum up my entire grad school stay as a "learning experience". I guess it's how we become wise as we get older.
Friday, September 16, 2005
You only grow when you are alone.
-Paul Newman
As long as I don't grow outward, I will be fine.
I have a little time between now and work, so I thought I'd update. The bus driver took the wrong turn today, thinking that he was driving the C route instead of the 6 route. People got so pissed...granted they had places to go, but essentially they were being dropped of at the same place, so I didn't understand the wild uproar. I will definitely think twice before I would ever criticize anyone like that, because everybody makes unintentional mistakes...it's the intentional ones we need to worry about, or take to mind.
I am at school for a long time today...my class was cancelled, so I am going to work on stuff in it's place, in the hope that I don't have to come here on Sunday. I have an ALA meeting tonight and a reception to attend, which should be fun...dressing up is always fun.
Found out some interesting news last night at Northview. Tomorrow, I'll be with them all day doing the rehearsal and contest thing.
My client for the online information retrieval is british...soo freaking cool. I am producing research for her next book, which is really exciting.
Okay, I am late for work...have a good weekend everybody!
As long as I don't grow outward, I will be fine.
I have a little time between now and work, so I thought I'd update. The bus driver took the wrong turn today, thinking that he was driving the C route instead of the 6 route. People got so pissed...granted they had places to go, but essentially they were being dropped of at the same place, so I didn't understand the wild uproar. I will definitely think twice before I would ever criticize anyone like that, because everybody makes unintentional mistakes...it's the intentional ones we need to worry about, or take to mind.
I am at school for a long time today...my class was cancelled, so I am going to work on stuff in it's place, in the hope that I don't have to come here on Sunday. I have an ALA meeting tonight and a reception to attend, which should be fun...dressing up is always fun.
Found out some interesting news last night at Northview. Tomorrow, I'll be with them all day doing the rehearsal and contest thing.
My client for the online information retrieval is british...soo freaking cool. I am producing research for her next book, which is really exciting.
Okay, I am late for work...have a good weekend everybody!
Sunday, September 11, 2005
"Find something you're passionate about and keep tremendously interested in it. "
-Julia Child
This past week has been crazy. I'm finally into things...and there's not much time to breathe. Both work situations are fine right now. I'm becoming acquainted to the library job. Northview starts their competition season next weekend. Yesterday we had a six hour rehearsal in the 90 degree weather. It was long, but I won't ever have to worry about this kind of stuff after next month...I'll miss marching band, probably the most because it's the form of colorguard I have participated in every year since 1997.
After rehearsal yesterday I went to school (yeah, I know) with Susan to work on our dialog assignment. It is difficult sometimes figuring out some of the questions, but when something makes sense, it is so cool. I think that's why I like online searching so much. It's a challenge, but you do see results. Lokman, our professor, came in to answer our questions and we ended up talking with him about everything from football to where we came from (he knew that UGA's mascot was the bulldog). Anyways, it was nice. He has totally changed my perspective on professors.
I have so many assignments to do, it's not funny. I had one due today- a paper on the concept of humanities...I don't think one person in the class is excited about posting their thoughts on oncourse, to be criticized by other members of the class...probably the only assignment in that class I will ever refute. I also have to start my cataloging assignment, since Charla and I like getting stuff done early.
Basically if you don't know me from school, this entry had to be extremely boring. I think this is the way it should have always been though...thoroughly immersed in my interest. Other things have happened in the non-school sense :) don't get me wrong. Right now, I am interested in completing school because I want a good job. Basically if you're interested in drama, I don't think you'll read about it in my life for a long time. I like it so much better that way.
9/11/01
This past week has been crazy. I'm finally into things...and there's not much time to breathe. Both work situations are fine right now. I'm becoming acquainted to the library job. Northview starts their competition season next weekend. Yesterday we had a six hour rehearsal in the 90 degree weather. It was long, but I won't ever have to worry about this kind of stuff after next month...I'll miss marching band, probably the most because it's the form of colorguard I have participated in every year since 1997.
After rehearsal yesterday I went to school (yeah, I know) with Susan to work on our dialog assignment. It is difficult sometimes figuring out some of the questions, but when something makes sense, it is so cool. I think that's why I like online searching so much. It's a challenge, but you do see results. Lokman, our professor, came in to answer our questions and we ended up talking with him about everything from football to where we came from (he knew that UGA's mascot was the bulldog). Anyways, it was nice. He has totally changed my perspective on professors.
I have so many assignments to do, it's not funny. I had one due today- a paper on the concept of humanities...I don't think one person in the class is excited about posting their thoughts on oncourse, to be criticized by other members of the class...probably the only assignment in that class I will ever refute. I also have to start my cataloging assignment, since Charla and I like getting stuff done early.
Basically if you don't know me from school, this entry had to be extremely boring. I think this is the way it should have always been though...thoroughly immersed in my interest. Other things have happened in the non-school sense :) don't get me wrong. Right now, I am interested in completing school because I want a good job. Basically if you're interested in drama, I don't think you'll read about it in my life for a long time. I like it so much better that way.
9/11/01
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
"Oh, God, the great and terrible beauty of it."
Part of me wishes that I would have taken a class in summer I session, so I could go ahead and graduate in December. But the combination of no six month leases at my apartment and the level of work in my classes for fall semester makes me breathe a sigh of relief. It's just going to suck in spring...watching a lot of my friends get jobs because they have already graduated, while I am taking two classes and hopefully still working two jobs. I just feel sometimes, even in the middle of the craziness, that I am sitting around twiddling my thumbs waiting for something to happen.
I finally got in touch with my D.C. friend. She's okay, but terribly busy. She also decided to plant a little idea in my head that has been growing since last week. It's a big decision to make, but if everything goes well, what a great accomplishment it will be.
I like my classes. My boss is my cataloging partner, which is extremely conveinent. The humanities class is going to royally kick my butt with all of the work, but it is useful work...some stuff to put on resumes. I am also learning how to searh Dialog in online information and retrieval...so if you read rants in the next 5 or 6 weeks about it, you'll know why. I'm trying to not freak out about all of the work I have to do and all of the frustration ahead. I'm used to this, so it shouldn't be bad. One thing I can say about this year is that I am lacking any distrations. I'm not attached to anybody or thing or activity, so all of my focus can be concentrated on doing well here, graduating, and moving ON (hopefully away from the midwest).
I'm trying not to complain about things, because I have my life...it hasn't been ruined by mother nature. I can't even imagine. It's hard to have visited New Orleans for the Sugar Bowl in 2002. I loved that trip and have so many memories from it. It would be horrible if that memory was my everyday life. Anybody not affected by this has some serious issues.
Ob la di ob la da life goes on brahhh... la la how the life goes on...
I finally got in touch with my D.C. friend. She's okay, but terribly busy. She also decided to plant a little idea in my head that has been growing since last week. It's a big decision to make, but if everything goes well, what a great accomplishment it will be.
I like my classes. My boss is my cataloging partner, which is extremely conveinent. The humanities class is going to royally kick my butt with all of the work, but it is useful work...some stuff to put on resumes. I am also learning how to searh Dialog in online information and retrieval...so if you read rants in the next 5 or 6 weeks about it, you'll know why. I'm trying to not freak out about all of the work I have to do and all of the frustration ahead. I'm used to this, so it shouldn't be bad. One thing I can say about this year is that I am lacking any distrations. I'm not attached to anybody or thing or activity, so all of my focus can be concentrated on doing well here, graduating, and moving ON (hopefully away from the midwest).
I'm trying not to complain about things, because I have my life...it hasn't been ruined by mother nature. I can't even imagine. It's hard to have visited New Orleans for the Sugar Bowl in 2002. I loved that trip and have so many memories from it. It would be horrible if that memory was my everyday life. Anybody not affected by this has some serious issues.
Ob la di ob la da life goes on brahhh... la la how the life goes on...
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Ode to My Lost Friend...
So I have known one of my best friends, Susan, since the sixth grade. It was obvious even back then, being the military brat she is, that she was destined for great things. We endured high school math, history, english and broadcasting together. She covered for my first boyfriend and I when we had a house double date and he and I went to "get a soda" in the garage. She has always done well in school and is one of the most confident, caring people I know. We went to college together and managed to remain friends when she spent a year abroad and I was lost in color guard land. Last year we both moved to the midwest for graduate school...she in Chicago at the prestigious University of Chicago, and I at the beautiful IU. Although we never saw each other, we still managed communication.
She started working in D.C. and has dropped off the face of the earth. None of the old group can get in touch with her. It's obviously some covert training program, but I am worried nontheless. I miss my friend. I should have tagged her. I am hoping she resurfaces next year by the time I will potentially move there.
In other less Dan-Brown-worthy news, it's raining a lot here in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina...proving that women can be bitches from time to time. My work schedule takes up every day of the week with the exception of Sundays. My first classes are tomorrow. I have already signed up for my client search project in online information retrieval. I will be working for a history prof. on compiling a bibliography of primary and secondary resources of oustiders' accounts of the French revolution. Should be difficult, but it will be so much better than sitting in a classroom drowning in theory.
She started working in D.C. and has dropped off the face of the earth. None of the old group can get in touch with her. It's obviously some covert training program, but I am worried nontheless. I miss my friend. I should have tagged her. I am hoping she resurfaces next year by the time I will potentially move there.
In other less Dan-Brown-worthy news, it's raining a lot here in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina...proving that women can be bitches from time to time. My work schedule takes up every day of the week with the exception of Sundays. My first classes are tomorrow. I have already signed up for my client search project in online information retrieval. I will be working for a history prof. on compiling a bibliography of primary and secondary resources of oustiders' accounts of the French revolution. Should be difficult, but it will be so much better than sitting in a classroom drowning in theory.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Everybody else has started school
Honestly...Indiana starts really late or something. But with no fall break and no labor day and three weeks of Christmas, I guess it makes sense. It's just weird though, because everybody else is into the swing of things by now, and I'm twiddling my thumbs waiting for stuff to happen.
I had a terrible interview for the library job, but somehow they offered me the position. I am psyched about it because it means experience to put on my resume. I will be working in collection development and with the subject area librarians, so I'll get to meet a lot of people and see a variety of jobs. The only thing I am scared about is taking three classes (it's like taking 5 in undergrad), and working 10 hours a week in the library and 3 days a week at Northview. I usually do better in school when I am busy though, so we'll see.
My first day back at Northview was Tuesday. I walked in and the girls all started "awww"ing and saying "we were wondering when you'd be back". It was such a sweet gesture from them...they're a hard group to break into. Michael and Katie are back which is great (the guard looks so much better than they did last year at this time because of them) and Jessica is a great dance tech. Rochelle is also on staff this year (she marched crown this summer and graduated from Northview last year), and she is such a sweet person. Tonight, her, Whitney (Bob and Ruth Ann's daughter who was on the hornline-also a very nice person) talked about crown, since I had no clue how the summer went. I'm glad they got to do it and had fun (and not to mention had each other).
Tomorrow I only have errands to do, which is nice. Saturday I have to be at Northview and then Chris and Kristina will come for dinner and to hang out...haven't seen them since June. Sunday, I'll get to see Jeff again (we need some serious pool time). Monday begins the craziness known as the last year of academic limbo. Get excited!
I had a terrible interview for the library job, but somehow they offered me the position. I am psyched about it because it means experience to put on my resume. I will be working in collection development and with the subject area librarians, so I'll get to meet a lot of people and see a variety of jobs. The only thing I am scared about is taking three classes (it's like taking 5 in undergrad), and working 10 hours a week in the library and 3 days a week at Northview. I usually do better in school when I am busy though, so we'll see.
My first day back at Northview was Tuesday. I walked in and the girls all started "awww"ing and saying "we were wondering when you'd be back". It was such a sweet gesture from them...they're a hard group to break into. Michael and Katie are back which is great (the guard looks so much better than they did last year at this time because of them) and Jessica is a great dance tech. Rochelle is also on staff this year (she marched crown this summer and graduated from Northview last year), and she is such a sweet person. Tonight, her, Whitney (Bob and Ruth Ann's daughter who was on the hornline-also a very nice person) talked about crown, since I had no clue how the summer went. I'm glad they got to do it and had fun (and not to mention had each other).
Tomorrow I only have errands to do, which is nice. Saturday I have to be at Northview and then Chris and Kristina will come for dinner and to hang out...haven't seen them since June. Sunday, I'll get to see Jeff again (we need some serious pool time). Monday begins the craziness known as the last year of academic limbo. Get excited!
Monday, August 22, 2005
Another one?
So, yes, I have created another blog...I still have the livejournal, but will not continue to write in it. It was definitely my least favorite of blogs, and like some people, I desire change in my life.
I spent a week in Atlanta after I completed my internship. I had the best time. I went to the city 4 times (honestly, I had lived there all my life and never went). Part of me wishes that I had gone to college in the city, but that would have completely obliterated my past. As much as I loathe the past two years, it's still a part of me. But I enjoyed every moment of seeing my best friend from fse 2000 at UGA, dinner with Greg at Everybodys, Ikea with Paige, Adrian, and Marvin, and the Park Tavern with Krista. I got glimpses of my upcoming adult life and while I know it sucks to be in the working world, I am so ready to be there. I have been ready to be an adult since I got to college. I am so lucky though to have my friends...the ones who stuck around.
The career path is finally set...I am still dabbling into corporate librarianship, because I like business, I just don't want to work in a cubicle. Academia seems exciting too, so I guess I'll shoot for the stars.
I got back into Bloomington tonight. It's 12:30am and my apartment is still a mess. But I had to finish my internship written report and I went to dinner with Susan, so everything will have to wait until tomorrow. I go back to Northview tomorrow for my last fall season of ever doing color guard. I have a job interview sometime this week for a job in the main library. I need money so badly, especially for some of the stuff I have coming for me second semester.
My goal for this year in to put my past behind me, which entails so much. Obviously, I don't want everything gone but letting go of what you're comfortable with is the best solution to so many problems.
I spent a week in Atlanta after I completed my internship. I had the best time. I went to the city 4 times (honestly, I had lived there all my life and never went). Part of me wishes that I had gone to college in the city, but that would have completely obliterated my past. As much as I loathe the past two years, it's still a part of me. But I enjoyed every moment of seeing my best friend from fse 2000 at UGA, dinner with Greg at Everybodys, Ikea with Paige, Adrian, and Marvin, and the Park Tavern with Krista. I got glimpses of my upcoming adult life and while I know it sucks to be in the working world, I am so ready to be there. I have been ready to be an adult since I got to college. I am so lucky though to have my friends...the ones who stuck around.
The career path is finally set...I am still dabbling into corporate librarianship, because I like business, I just don't want to work in a cubicle. Academia seems exciting too, so I guess I'll shoot for the stars.
I got back into Bloomington tonight. It's 12:30am and my apartment is still a mess. But I had to finish my internship written report and I went to dinner with Susan, so everything will have to wait until tomorrow. I go back to Northview tomorrow for my last fall season of ever doing color guard. I have a job interview sometime this week for a job in the main library. I need money so badly, especially for some of the stuff I have coming for me second semester.
My goal for this year in to put my past behind me, which entails so much. Obviously, I don't want everything gone but letting go of what you're comfortable with is the best solution to so many problems.
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