Let me tell you a story about a laptop.
For years it plagued it's owner, constantly becoming ridiculously slow or not connecting to the internet for no good reason.
The owner, an average, hard working college student, was patient with it, coddling it even. She found it a new cord. She gave it a brand new, beautiful case. She even got a computer-savvy friend to clear off all the junk that had been cluttering it up.
What did she get in return?
Bill the Laptop decides to morph into an evil, psychotic demon piece of technology. First, it greets her one morning with large green lines across the screen. "Good morning, Brittany! I hate you!" he said.
Then it lulled her into a false sense of security by allowing the computer savvy friend to fix it. Bill and his owner spent two weeks in a loving, perfectly stress-free relationship.
Then Bill said, "Just kidding, sucker! Experience my wrath!"
Evil Bill then turned off the wireless connection--and it never came back. Brittany pleaded and bargained. Bill did not care.
Then, as if that was not enough, Bill's evil master plan reached the grand finale. First, Bill decided to cover himself in bright blue and black lines. Then he shut off completely. The tired owner tried to turn him back on. The lights came on. "Yes, you are working!" The owner said gleefully.
"No. I am not." Bill's lights shut off again. Then on again. Then off again. Then on again. Then off again. Then on again. Then off again.
The endless cycle began to drive Brittany insane, so she and computer savvy friend took the computer to computer services. She left the psychopath there and bid it good riddance, full of hope for it's fixing.
Then Bill revealed his ultimate triumph. The computer service guy called. "We can't do anything with it. He won't even turn on, just the lights turn on and off."
And now his owner is left to raise her fists to the sky and shout in anguish, "NOOOOO!!"
I hate technology.
The end.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Senior Year Shenanigans
SENIOR. YEAR. OF. COLLEGE.
Wait, let me repeat that. SENIOR YEAR.
How/when did this happen?
Do I really only have one year left here?
I feel a bit strange. I have no idea where I'll be this time next year, and that is a terrifying feeling. There are several possibilites, of course, if I could bring myself to start the long, not-so-enjoyable process of applying. For now, though, I am content to squeeze out as many carefree days as possible before I start banging my head against the wall in frustration.
Before I let myself slip into some borderline-emo post about the changes of life (because trust me, it would be waaaay too long and you'd hate it), I'll instead tell you about the strange little adventures my roommate and I have taken part it in so far this semester.
Adventure One: Operation Chili Decimation
We noticed our fridge beginning to smell. The smell began to cling to other things in there, such as my yogurt...and chili smelling yogurt just doesn't cut it. Operation "Get Rid of Old Chili Somehow" needed to be done. However, some poor girls were making cookies in the only kitchen on the floor. Not wanting to pollute their pleasant afternoon with my sickening chili clumps, we had to find an alternative means of dumping the mess. (There is no garbage disposal, by the way.)
Idea 1: Feed it to some of the twenty-something cats that seem to lurk all over campus. Problem: We would be cat killers.
Idea 2: Dump it straight out of the containers into the garbage can in the hall. Problem: Overflowing garbage can. Chili would fall on floor and remain rotting there until Monday, clean day.
Idea 3: Put the containers in some random part of the hallway with a sign on the wall above saying "Free Food." (Just kidding--plus my tupperware would be gone)
I found an empty garbage bag randomly in the closet. Ding ding ding, we have a winner! Rachel and I constructed nose masks with tissues and hair clips. Masks in place, we dumped the chili into the garbage bag. Attempt one: Rachel dropped the bag. I screamed. Beans rolled around on the bathroom floor. Second attempt: I used a fork to scrape it out. Success.
Then we snuck into the hall wearing our masks. We tried to stuff the bag in the can. Attempt 1: Some nasty to-go box full of unidentifiable green gunk fell to the floor. We gave up.
So we were left standing in the hallway, ridiculous clip-tissue masks making our noses run, holding a giant, leaky bag of red chili.
What did we do?
Well, what anyone would. We ran outside, down the cockroach infested stairs, and to the first floor. The hall was empty and dim. The only sound was that of some girl's heels clicking time on the linoleum. We placed the bag on top of their pile of garbage in their can. It looked like a crown--a chunky, smelly crown. Then we ran and laughed all the way back to our room. I sort of felt guilty. Almost.
Adventure 2: Operation Walk to Kroger
Sunday afternoon rolled around, and we were a bit bored and hungry. We knew we shouldn't spend money on food...but our stomachs wouldn't allow us to feed it canned dorm food or nasty cafeteria creations. I had the brilliant idea to walk to Kroger to buy Sushi, that way we'd be getting exercise (which we need) and food at the same time. We set off, only to realize that it was dark and cloudy and could rain any moment. We, being the intelligent people we are, didn't think to bring an umbrella. We now knew we had an epic journey ahead: conquering the rain to receive glory and sustenance. We traversed the dangerous intersection successfully. (Even though I did have to push the walk button twice.) We hurried down the sidewalk, almost to Kroger. Only one obstacle stood in our way: a rather steep little hill. We stood for a moment to contemplate. Dare we try?
We knew the time for heroics was now. We climbed the steep incline. My shoe came off, almost tripping me. I stumbled around to get it back on. I'm sure witnesses laughted. But we made it.
Then we spent twenty dollars each on tons of sushi as a reward. We made it all the way back to the dorm without a)rain b)cockroaches attacking us (don't laugh, it has happened to us before) and c)our sushi getting warm.
We completed the journey. We felt complete and invincible. (That is, we felt that way for about five minutes. Then we ate too much sushi and felt rather large and ill.)
Though we have had many adventures, I will only share those two for now.
I've realized that I will miss little random things like that the most when undergrad is over. Who knew that rotten chili and a sushi craving would lead to unforgettable adventures?
Senior year has definitely began with a bang. I've met new people, played VOLLEYBALL (yes, seriously), consumed massive amounts of IHOP, and laughed so hard I've cried several times already.
I'd say that's a great start.
Wait, let me repeat that. SENIOR YEAR.
How/when did this happen?
Do I really only have one year left here?
I feel a bit strange. I have no idea where I'll be this time next year, and that is a terrifying feeling. There are several possibilites, of course, if I could bring myself to start the long, not-so-enjoyable process of applying. For now, though, I am content to squeeze out as many carefree days as possible before I start banging my head against the wall in frustration.
Before I let myself slip into some borderline-emo post about the changes of life (because trust me, it would be waaaay too long and you'd hate it), I'll instead tell you about the strange little adventures my roommate and I have taken part it in so far this semester.
Adventure One: Operation Chili Decimation
We noticed our fridge beginning to smell. The smell began to cling to other things in there, such as my yogurt...and chili smelling yogurt just doesn't cut it. Operation "Get Rid of Old Chili Somehow" needed to be done. However, some poor girls were making cookies in the only kitchen on the floor. Not wanting to pollute their pleasant afternoon with my sickening chili clumps, we had to find an alternative means of dumping the mess. (There is no garbage disposal, by the way.)
Idea 1: Feed it to some of the twenty-something cats that seem to lurk all over campus. Problem: We would be cat killers.
Idea 2: Dump it straight out of the containers into the garbage can in the hall. Problem: Overflowing garbage can. Chili would fall on floor and remain rotting there until Monday, clean day.
Idea 3: Put the containers in some random part of the hallway with a sign on the wall above saying "Free Food." (Just kidding--plus my tupperware would be gone)
I found an empty garbage bag randomly in the closet. Ding ding ding, we have a winner! Rachel and I constructed nose masks with tissues and hair clips. Masks in place, we dumped the chili into the garbage bag. Attempt one: Rachel dropped the bag. I screamed. Beans rolled around on the bathroom floor. Second attempt: I used a fork to scrape it out. Success.
Then we snuck into the hall wearing our masks. We tried to stuff the bag in the can. Attempt 1: Some nasty to-go box full of unidentifiable green gunk fell to the floor. We gave up.
So we were left standing in the hallway, ridiculous clip-tissue masks making our noses run, holding a giant, leaky bag of red chili.
What did we do?
Well, what anyone would. We ran outside, down the cockroach infested stairs, and to the first floor. The hall was empty and dim. The only sound was that of some girl's heels clicking time on the linoleum. We placed the bag on top of their pile of garbage in their can. It looked like a crown--a chunky, smelly crown. Then we ran and laughed all the way back to our room. I sort of felt guilty. Almost.
Adventure 2: Operation Walk to Kroger
Sunday afternoon rolled around, and we were a bit bored and hungry. We knew we shouldn't spend money on food...but our stomachs wouldn't allow us to feed it canned dorm food or nasty cafeteria creations. I had the brilliant idea to walk to Kroger to buy Sushi, that way we'd be getting exercise (which we need) and food at the same time. We set off, only to realize that it was dark and cloudy and could rain any moment. We, being the intelligent people we are, didn't think to bring an umbrella. We now knew we had an epic journey ahead: conquering the rain to receive glory and sustenance. We traversed the dangerous intersection successfully. (Even though I did have to push the walk button twice.) We hurried down the sidewalk, almost to Kroger. Only one obstacle stood in our way: a rather steep little hill. We stood for a moment to contemplate. Dare we try?
We knew the time for heroics was now. We climbed the steep incline. My shoe came off, almost tripping me. I stumbled around to get it back on. I'm sure witnesses laughted. But we made it.
Then we spent twenty dollars each on tons of sushi as a reward. We made it all the way back to the dorm without a)rain b)cockroaches attacking us (don't laugh, it has happened to us before) and c)our sushi getting warm.
We completed the journey. We felt complete and invincible. (That is, we felt that way for about five minutes. Then we ate too much sushi and felt rather large and ill.)
Though we have had many adventures, I will only share those two for now.
I've realized that I will miss little random things like that the most when undergrad is over. Who knew that rotten chili and a sushi craving would lead to unforgettable adventures?
Senior year has definitely began with a bang. I've met new people, played VOLLEYBALL (yes, seriously), consumed massive amounts of IHOP, and laughed so hard I've cried several times already.
I'd say that's a great start.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
"Nitwit, Blubber, Oddment, Tweak"
* I saw the Harry Potter 7 trailer yesterday. It was awesome. Although, I am really worried they might botch the final scene. And if they do, I will be seriously ticked off.
* Eclipse came out today. I don't know if I want to try and stomach the horridness that is Kristen Stewart and Rob Pattinson's acting. Or their horribly awkward kissing scenes. But for the sake of Jacob Black, I know I will.
* I have realized that people really suck sometimes. I guess I was a little naive before today. See, I thought a certain car wreck I had was done with, since it happened 7 months ago. Now someone who seemed nice is lying about it all, trying to get more money. It just blew my mind when I heard. I don't understand how people can be that way.
* Writing is perfect therapy. I've been working on a book, just sort of for fun right now. I had an idea and I'm running with it. Maybe one day I will publish it, who knows.
* Indian Spiced Chai tea, combined with the writing, is even better.
* Harry Potter always has the ability to cheer me up. (I know I've said this about ten times, but it is still true.)
* Electric President is an awesome new band I've recently discovered, courtesy of Pandora. Music is wonderfully therapeutic too.
* When I'm upset, I go on a hardcore cleaning spree. I think I finished my room in about twenty minutes today.
* Sometimes random words just float into my head from nowhere. Today were banshee, flipper, and mud. (Feel free to think I'm crazy, but you know it happens to you too sometimes. Right...?)
*God is awesome.
End.
* Eclipse came out today. I don't know if I want to try and stomach the horridness that is Kristen Stewart and Rob Pattinson's acting. Or their horribly awkward kissing scenes. But for the sake of Jacob Black, I know I will.
* I have realized that people really suck sometimes. I guess I was a little naive before today. See, I thought a certain car wreck I had was done with, since it happened 7 months ago. Now someone who seemed nice is lying about it all, trying to get more money. It just blew my mind when I heard. I don't understand how people can be that way.
* Writing is perfect therapy. I've been working on a book, just sort of for fun right now. I had an idea and I'm running with it. Maybe one day I will publish it, who knows.
* Indian Spiced Chai tea, combined with the writing, is even better.
* Harry Potter always has the ability to cheer me up. (I know I've said this about ten times, but it is still true.)
* Electric President is an awesome new band I've recently discovered, courtesy of Pandora. Music is wonderfully therapeutic too.
* When I'm upset, I go on a hardcore cleaning spree. I think I finished my room in about twenty minutes today.
* Sometimes random words just float into my head from nowhere. Today were banshee, flipper, and mud. (Feel free to think I'm crazy, but you know it happens to you too sometimes. Right...?)
*God is awesome.
End.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Musings After Midnight
Hello, Blogger world. It is currently 1:19 am, and I can't sleep. Odd. I've never updated this late before, and no I am not on medication. So I should be pretty lucid. I guess we'll find out.
I am feeling strange right now--let me see if I can put this into words.
I feel like I'm on the edge of something, or in some sort of transitional period in between my old life and the future. I only have ONE YEAR of school left. What on earth?! I feel like I just began college. I'm not ready to be finished. Plus, I have no clue where I'll be in a year and that is beyond scary.
This summer is just strange in itself. My family lives in Birmingham now, but all my friends are still in MS. Needless to say, I feel pretty out of the loop and isolated. I mean, I was around people my age at church here when we visited, but I hesitate to get super involved and meet people because I know I'll just be leaving in August. I also went to my sisters' church in Tuscaloosa, but I can't be there every week either. So it is just really weird.
I also feel like I've grown so much in the past year. The situation my family has been in is a major reason for this. I feel stronger in my faith because of it all, but I still just get so tired. I am ready for it all to be over, for my Dad's sake.
Sometimes I just want to go away. Somewhere far away to start completely over. Can't I just find the portal to Narnia or something?
I know that is sort of depressing. But it's late, so cut me some slack, alright?
Well enough of the borderline-pathetic daydreaming about climbing into Narnia or Harry Potter world. :D
I know God is in control and always will be. I just have to trust that. And hey, even though life is changing for me, who says it isn't going to be some wonderful changes? Life happens in different phases, after all. I know I'll have to move on from the college/Mississippi life phase soon. And I know God will give me the strength when the time comes. I find this verse from John so comforting. (I put it on FB and I'm gonna put it on here too)
"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:33
Ok, no more musings. Goodnight, world. Hopefully I was sort of, almost lucid? :)
I am feeling strange right now--let me see if I can put this into words.
I feel like I'm on the edge of something, or in some sort of transitional period in between my old life and the future. I only have ONE YEAR of school left. What on earth?! I feel like I just began college. I'm not ready to be finished. Plus, I have no clue where I'll be in a year and that is beyond scary.
This summer is just strange in itself. My family lives in Birmingham now, but all my friends are still in MS. Needless to say, I feel pretty out of the loop and isolated. I mean, I was around people my age at church here when we visited, but I hesitate to get super involved and meet people because I know I'll just be leaving in August. I also went to my sisters' church in Tuscaloosa, but I can't be there every week either. So it is just really weird.
I also feel like I've grown so much in the past year. The situation my family has been in is a major reason for this. I feel stronger in my faith because of it all, but I still just get so tired. I am ready for it all to be over, for my Dad's sake.
Sometimes I just want to go away. Somewhere far away to start completely over. Can't I just find the portal to Narnia or something?
I know that is sort of depressing. But it's late, so cut me some slack, alright?
Well enough of the borderline-pathetic daydreaming about climbing into Narnia or Harry Potter world. :D
I know God is in control and always will be. I just have to trust that. And hey, even though life is changing for me, who says it isn't going to be some wonderful changes? Life happens in different phases, after all. I know I'll have to move on from the college/Mississippi life phase soon. And I know God will give me the strength when the time comes. I find this verse from John so comforting. (I put it on FB and I'm gonna put it on here too)
"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:33
Ok, no more musings. Goodnight, world. Hopefully I was sort of, almost lucid? :)
Monday, May 3, 2010
And Another Semester Ends.
Dust is everywhere. It is accumulated on the floor in the corners in ugly gray blobs. It is floating in the air and invading my poor nostrils as I type this. The reason behind my new dust-covered world-- it is move out time again.
What?!
It seems like this semester flew by in some insanely paced haze; certain memories stick out in my mind like snapshots and little movies, but the rest seemed to have vanished. Now our carpet is gone (hence the dust blobs), huge putrid-colored dumpsters are looming in the parking lots, and the end-of-the-semester parties have begun. Normally I am beyond excited to be going home. This year, though, I feel so much differently. Tons of my friends are graduating and/or going back to their home countries. Almost all of my friends in the English Department are graduating, and that is just not cool. I've had classes/worked with them since I was a sophomore. :(
But it is ok, because the summer is going to be great. Strange, but great. Hopefully I'll be heading to MS as much as posssible. Maybe there are some neat adventures to be had in Birmingham too. Who knows?
So one more full day, and I bid MC farewell for 3 months for what promises to be a summer full of new experiences and new people, a long trip to Florida for almost all the month of May, and GOOD MOM-FOOD. (Thank GOD I can finally bid adieu to the sickening creations of the Caf.)
One thing is for sure-- I am going to sleep, sleep, sleep. I'll probably sleep all day the first day home. And I'm not going to change out of my pajamas either, or take a shower--so there.
For now, I must bite the bullet (any my gummy bears) and begin to study for my last Final Exam.
What?!
It seems like this semester flew by in some insanely paced haze; certain memories stick out in my mind like snapshots and little movies, but the rest seemed to have vanished. Now our carpet is gone (hence the dust blobs), huge putrid-colored dumpsters are looming in the parking lots, and the end-of-the-semester parties have begun. Normally I am beyond excited to be going home. This year, though, I feel so much differently. Tons of my friends are graduating and/or going back to their home countries. Almost all of my friends in the English Department are graduating, and that is just not cool. I've had classes/worked with them since I was a sophomore. :(
But it is ok, because the summer is going to be great. Strange, but great. Hopefully I'll be heading to MS as much as posssible. Maybe there are some neat adventures to be had in Birmingham too. Who knows?
So one more full day, and I bid MC farewell for 3 months for what promises to be a summer full of new experiences and new people, a long trip to Florida for almost all the month of May, and GOOD MOM-FOOD. (Thank GOD I can finally bid adieu to the sickening creations of the Caf.)
One thing is for sure-- I am going to sleep, sleep, sleep. I'll probably sleep all day the first day home. And I'm not going to change out of my pajamas either, or take a shower--so there.
For now, I must bite the bullet (any my gummy bears) and begin to study for my last Final Exam.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Spring, Please?
Thoughts for the Day:
1. Harry Potter never disappoints--I finished the 7th one for the 4th time, and I still got sad when it was over. I even got all giddy and excited when Harry killed Voldemort, and the scene where Kreacher storms in with the other house elves and yells "Fight for my master!" gets me every time. :D Call me lame if you want; I just can't help it! I'm pretty sure I'll be a Potter Fanatic for life. Ya got me, JK Rowling.
2. Just have to say--I grow very, very, very weary of cold weather in the morning, then warmth in the afternoon, followed by cold again at night. Seriously. Spring needs to arrive and STAY. And yeah, driving through Mississippi in SNOW during MARCH is just wrong. WRONG, people, WRONG!
3. It is impossible for me to make an A in an upper level literature class. Granted, I am only in my third at the moment. Alas, it will be my third B. Now, I'm not complaining about B's. I love them. I'm just stating an observation I made at lunch today when I reflected on my Short Story test score while trying to consume this weird noodle concoction the Caf served up.
4. Spewing lovely Fruit Punch Vitamin Water from your nose/mouth at the same time makes for a choking/sputtering/disgusting mess of a human being. Which is what I was when I laughed uproariously yesterday at something I thought in my head. Which made everyone around think I'm completely off my head.
5. Yesterday I called my friend Audra "Gwenette." Then I called her "Andrew." My Mind really is starting to go, as I found I could not form her name. Woe is me.
Spring for good, PLEASE?
No more thoughts for today. Ciao.
1. Harry Potter never disappoints--I finished the 7th one for the 4th time, and I still got sad when it was over. I even got all giddy and excited when Harry killed Voldemort, and the scene where Kreacher storms in with the other house elves and yells "Fight for my master!" gets me every time. :D Call me lame if you want; I just can't help it! I'm pretty sure I'll be a Potter Fanatic for life. Ya got me, JK Rowling.
2. Just have to say--I grow very, very, very weary of cold weather in the morning, then warmth in the afternoon, followed by cold again at night. Seriously. Spring needs to arrive and STAY. And yeah, driving through Mississippi in SNOW during MARCH is just wrong. WRONG, people, WRONG!
3. It is impossible for me to make an A in an upper level literature class. Granted, I am only in my third at the moment. Alas, it will be my third B. Now, I'm not complaining about B's. I love them. I'm just stating an observation I made at lunch today when I reflected on my Short Story test score while trying to consume this weird noodle concoction the Caf served up.
4. Spewing lovely Fruit Punch Vitamin Water from your nose/mouth at the same time makes for a choking/sputtering/disgusting mess of a human being. Which is what I was when I laughed uproariously yesterday at something I thought in my head. Which made everyone around think I'm completely off my head.
5. Yesterday I called my friend Audra "Gwenette." Then I called her "Andrew." My Mind really is starting to go, as I found I could not form her name. Woe is me.
Spring for good, PLEASE?
No more thoughts for today. Ciao.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Dear Blog,
So sorry I have neglected you, school took me hostage. I am back, and I will try to update you more often. Thanks for understanding.
Love,
Brittany
Well I'm back! And I'm happy, because in 2 days I will finally be going home!!! It has been six long weeks, and I am beyond ready to depart this campus for a week. My Mom is making me chicken chili, potato soup, and pot roast--yummmm. My taste buds will finally be treated to something better than whatever the caf decides to scrape up.
So the last month and a half has had its highs and lows, like always. Highs: our trip to New Orleans to see Switchfoot and the French Quarter (which my sister Amy got to go on), Creative Writing Class, Alice in Wonderland 3D, and late night trips to IHOP. Lows: studying, tests, sitting on my brand new umbrella, bending it almost in half and rendering it useless (aren't I talented hahaha), and an unpleasant confrontation that I was forced into (I really hate those).
However, I won't let the lows outweigh the highs. Last night Kari Jobe came to MC, and the worship experience was so good I almost have no words.
She reminded us not to put anything above God; not to make anything bigger than Him--because no matter what it is, He can handle it and see us through. I had been forgetting that recently.
Kari also reminded me that the Bible says that when Satan throws thing after thing at us when we are down, hitting us with blow after blow, God RAISES HIS STANDARD. How comforting that is!
Yeah, that was exactly what I needed to hear. :)
Next time I update, I will probably be sitting at home, my tastebuds content and my mind on break from constantly thinking about school--Hallelujah!
So sorry I have neglected you, school took me hostage. I am back, and I will try to update you more often. Thanks for understanding.
Love,
Brittany
Well I'm back! And I'm happy, because in 2 days I will finally be going home!!! It has been six long weeks, and I am beyond ready to depart this campus for a week. My Mom is making me chicken chili, potato soup, and pot roast--yummmm. My taste buds will finally be treated to something better than whatever the caf decides to scrape up.
So the last month and a half has had its highs and lows, like always. Highs: our trip to New Orleans to see Switchfoot and the French Quarter (which my sister Amy got to go on), Creative Writing Class, Alice in Wonderland 3D, and late night trips to IHOP. Lows: studying, tests, sitting on my brand new umbrella, bending it almost in half and rendering it useless (aren't I talented hahaha), and an unpleasant confrontation that I was forced into (I really hate those).
However, I won't let the lows outweigh the highs. Last night Kari Jobe came to MC, and the worship experience was so good I almost have no words.
She reminded us not to put anything above God; not to make anything bigger than Him--because no matter what it is, He can handle it and see us through. I had been forgetting that recently.
Kari also reminded me that the Bible says that when Satan throws thing after thing at us when we are down, hitting us with blow after blow, God RAISES HIS STANDARD. How comforting that is!
Yeah, that was exactly what I needed to hear. :)
Next time I update, I will probably be sitting at home, my tastebuds content and my mind on break from constantly thinking about school--Hallelujah!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Happy February!
The good news: I have escaped the time warp. Last week went super fast, so I must be ok now. January is finally over. Thanks be to GOD. :D
The bad news: February means several things. One-- Tests, tests, tests. Two-- Valentines Day. (I'm not bitter or anything, but sometimes the mushy gushy couples all over this campus are a bit nauseating, and I'm sure they will be out in full force on the 14th.) However, Valentines Day does mean candy. So that's good. Three-- Just the month itself. I don't like it because it is in some awkward season in between winter/spring and it always seems to last forever, even though it is the shortest month. huh.
However, I am in a relatively happy mood thus far. Reasons? My creative writing class is amazing, it is two and a half hours long but I love every minute. My paper work finally came through, so now I will be working at the writing center for a little cash. No more poor college student for me! That is, unless I can't resist the temptation to use all my money eating sushi and fried rice at nagoya, which is how I blew all my money last month--it is just too delicious and I am weak.
Today, though, has been an entirely new level of awesome. I began it by dreaming that my roommate set the alarm wrong and I woke up at 9:30. My test was at 9:25. I jumped up immediately, but my eyes would not open all the way and I stumbled around like an insane person. To top it off, when I got to the bathroom the sink water was a nasty brown shade. When the real alarm woke me up from this dream at 8:15, I was very relieved. Then I laughed at myself. I made it to my Business Skills for Life Test with plenty of time, although I probably could have done a little better. But really, just look at the title of the class. Does it sound like a bundle of fun to you? Studying for that thing was like someone hammering nails in my head. But I did do ok. Then I got to go to Jazzmans, where I drank an entire vitamin water. You see, my eye and my left arm have been twitching on and off for 2 weeks. I feel like some sort of freakish creature, and it is beginning to drive me nuts. Someone told me to get some more Vitamin B, so I did. (Of course, someone else told me I need Calcium. Who knows.) At lunch, a caf worker shouted from the center of the room, "We've got chicken pot pie today Kiddies!!" He was very gleeful. "It is some GOOD STUFF, yes, yes yes." Then he sort of hopped around. I like him.
My chicken wrap was very satisfying. Then I went to class, where I learned all about old English monarchies, and we actually got out EARLY, which never happens. The true miracle of today, however, is what came next. I needed to do laundry very badly, as I got too lazy to do it yesterday. I prepared myself for battle. Girls are crazy here, very cut-throat. However, when I walked in....the peaceful sound of SILENCE greeted me. It was absolutely empty. I heard the Hallelujiah Chorus the entire time I loaded my clothes. And now I am drinking my peach green tea and successfully avoiding my homework.
So yes- Happy February, indeed!
The good news: I have escaped the time warp. Last week went super fast, so I must be ok now. January is finally over. Thanks be to GOD. :D
The bad news: February means several things. One-- Tests, tests, tests. Two-- Valentines Day. (I'm not bitter or anything, but sometimes the mushy gushy couples all over this campus are a bit nauseating, and I'm sure they will be out in full force on the 14th.) However, Valentines Day does mean candy. So that's good. Three-- Just the month itself. I don't like it because it is in some awkward season in between winter/spring and it always seems to last forever, even though it is the shortest month. huh.
However, I am in a relatively happy mood thus far. Reasons? My creative writing class is amazing, it is two and a half hours long but I love every minute. My paper work finally came through, so now I will be working at the writing center for a little cash. No more poor college student for me! That is, unless I can't resist the temptation to use all my money eating sushi and fried rice at nagoya, which is how I blew all my money last month--it is just too delicious and I am weak.
Today, though, has been an entirely new level of awesome. I began it by dreaming that my roommate set the alarm wrong and I woke up at 9:30. My test was at 9:25. I jumped up immediately, but my eyes would not open all the way and I stumbled around like an insane person. To top it off, when I got to the bathroom the sink water was a nasty brown shade. When the real alarm woke me up from this dream at 8:15, I was very relieved. Then I laughed at myself. I made it to my Business Skills for Life Test with plenty of time, although I probably could have done a little better. But really, just look at the title of the class. Does it sound like a bundle of fun to you? Studying for that thing was like someone hammering nails in my head. But I did do ok. Then I got to go to Jazzmans, where I drank an entire vitamin water. You see, my eye and my left arm have been twitching on and off for 2 weeks. I feel like some sort of freakish creature, and it is beginning to drive me nuts. Someone told me to get some more Vitamin B, so I did. (Of course, someone else told me I need Calcium. Who knows.) At lunch, a caf worker shouted from the center of the room, "We've got chicken pot pie today Kiddies!!" He was very gleeful. "It is some GOOD STUFF, yes, yes yes." Then he sort of hopped around. I like him.
My chicken wrap was very satisfying. Then I went to class, where I learned all about old English monarchies, and we actually got out EARLY, which never happens. The true miracle of today, however, is what came next. I needed to do laundry very badly, as I got too lazy to do it yesterday. I prepared myself for battle. Girls are crazy here, very cut-throat. However, when I walked in....the peaceful sound of SILENCE greeted me. It was absolutely empty. I heard the Hallelujiah Chorus the entire time I loaded my clothes. And now I am drinking my peach green tea and successfully avoiding my homework.
So yes- Happy February, indeed!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Time=Insanity.
Ahem.
I have only been back to school for a week and a half. Why does it feel like I have been here for 3 months? It is the strangest thing. I honestly feel like each day has lasted 10X the normal amount of time. Maybe I am going insane. Or perhaps I have been sucked into some sort of time warp, where time ticks more slowly. I wonder what effect this has on aging? What if in another month I escape from this time warp looking like I am 50 or something? That would be unfortunate.
Putting aside the fact that I am either losing my sanity or stuck in some freakish time warp, it has been a fairly dramatic semester so far. I'm sure you would love me to entertain you with juicy details of my exciting life, but alas I will not. You will have to guess at what has been happening. (Just don't let your imagination run too wild. I did not do anything illegal.) Let me just say this: it is going to be one interesting semester, and I will definitely need God to help me through the insanity.
Also, I have discovered some new music: Lydia. (Well I guess I should be honest-- I definitely had help "discovering" them. But what can I say, I am learning about conquistadors in history and my greedy thirst for glory took over.)
Another interesting tidbit I have learned so far this semester: The Caf has actually improved the quality of their chicken! Wow. Now I no longer have to worry about getting a disease after eating it.
And finally, I am just as clumsy in 2010 as I was in 2009. I have tripped, hit my elbow numerous times, and spilled cranberry juice on my shirt. (I think I spit something at one point too. It is a gross problem to have.) Too bad this stinking time warp couldn't have given me super powers. Fail, time warp. Fail.
I have only been back to school for a week and a half. Why does it feel like I have been here for 3 months? It is the strangest thing. I honestly feel like each day has lasted 10X the normal amount of time. Maybe I am going insane. Or perhaps I have been sucked into some sort of time warp, where time ticks more slowly. I wonder what effect this has on aging? What if in another month I escape from this time warp looking like I am 50 or something? That would be unfortunate.
Putting aside the fact that I am either losing my sanity or stuck in some freakish time warp, it has been a fairly dramatic semester so far. I'm sure you would love me to entertain you with juicy details of my exciting life, but alas I will not. You will have to guess at what has been happening. (Just don't let your imagination run too wild. I did not do anything illegal.) Let me just say this: it is going to be one interesting semester, and I will definitely need God to help me through the insanity.
Also, I have discovered some new music: Lydia. (Well I guess I should be honest-- I definitely had help "discovering" them. But what can I say, I am learning about conquistadors in history and my greedy thirst for glory took over.)
Another interesting tidbit I have learned so far this semester: The Caf has actually improved the quality of their chicken! Wow. Now I no longer have to worry about getting a disease after eating it.
And finally, I am just as clumsy in 2010 as I was in 2009. I have tripped, hit my elbow numerous times, and spilled cranberry juice on my shirt. (I think I spit something at one point too. It is a gross problem to have.) Too bad this stinking time warp couldn't have given me super powers. Fail, time warp. Fail.
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