The appointed day which I will begin reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I had this feeling that she was pretty much done when she started giving out the names of a couple of the chapters.
So many questions I need answered. Well, at least I have about 6 months to re-read the first 5 books to prepare.
Note to self: Try and get a hold of the hard back Bloomsbury versions of the HP. Oh Suzer and Cryssy, I saw that Barnes and Noble has the earlier books in hard cover if you ever want them all separated.
At least I have something to muse about while I work late tonight.
HARRY POTTER 6!!!
Just Read:
Done Manuscript
It makes me so happy. Hopefully by tomorrow, we will know the exact date.
I had soooo much fun this weekend. I visited Suzer and Cryssy and Hester on Saturday. Hester, Suzy, and I went to see the Lemony Snicket movie. It was very very good, considering I haven't read the books....yet. I'm not a super big fan of Jim Carrey, but for once his crazy, wacky weirdness fit seemlessly with the Count Olaf character. The kids were absolutely adorable. We got back and had to say good night to Hester. Poor thing had to work Saturday and Sunday. Boo, for working on the weekends. Then Suzer fulfilled her promise of taking me to the Flying Pig Saloon for a drink. It was horribly cold, but the Saloon was so nice and warm. It reminded me so much of Market Cross. I miss that place terribly. I think I've finally pinpointed my not being totally satisfied with life after school. It lies wholly in the fact that you can no longer rely on being surrounded by those whose company you enjoy the most. It is almost totally out of your control, going back home, finding jobs someplace new, or heading off to a new school. But anyways, we thoroughly enjoyed our beers and then braved the cold weather back to her house. Sunday morning, we breakfasted on some yummy bagels (chocolate chip, yum), and hot chocolate made by Suzer. Before my appointed time of departure, Cryssy, Suzy, and I played some thrilling games of Uno. It is not a code word for like drugs or anything crazy like that. Just the game of Uno- you know red, yellow, blue, and green cards, plus draw two's, reverses, skips, and WILD cards. Then I had to leave. It was all sad, but there will always be more trips. That is for sure.
By the way, it was UBER cold today. Whoever is in charge of the weather needs to do something about that.
Maybe I'll go do some preemptive packing for Disney world...or maybe just some chocolate chip cookies will do.
Done Manuscript
It makes me so happy. Hopefully by tomorrow, we will know the exact date.
I had soooo much fun this weekend. I visited Suzer and Cryssy and Hester on Saturday. Hester, Suzy, and I went to see the Lemony Snicket movie. It was very very good, considering I haven't read the books....yet. I'm not a super big fan of Jim Carrey, but for once his crazy, wacky weirdness fit seemlessly with the Count Olaf character. The kids were absolutely adorable. We got back and had to say good night to Hester. Poor thing had to work Saturday and Sunday. Boo, for working on the weekends. Then Suzer fulfilled her promise of taking me to the Flying Pig Saloon for a drink. It was horribly cold, but the Saloon was so nice and warm. It reminded me so much of Market Cross. I miss that place terribly. I think I've finally pinpointed my not being totally satisfied with life after school. It lies wholly in the fact that you can no longer rely on being surrounded by those whose company you enjoy the most. It is almost totally out of your control, going back home, finding jobs someplace new, or heading off to a new school. But anyways, we thoroughly enjoyed our beers and then braved the cold weather back to her house. Sunday morning, we breakfasted on some yummy bagels (chocolate chip, yum), and hot chocolate made by Suzer. Before my appointed time of departure, Cryssy, Suzy, and I played some thrilling games of Uno. It is not a code word for like drugs or anything crazy like that. Just the game of Uno- you know red, yellow, blue, and green cards, plus draw two's, reverses, skips, and WILD cards. Then I had to leave. It was all sad, but there will always be more trips. That is for sure.
By the way, it was UBER cold today. Whoever is in charge of the weather needs to do something about that.
Maybe I'll go do some preemptive packing for Disney world...or maybe just some chocolate chip cookies will do.
Monday, Monday....
I thought this was..hmm i don't know:
Shakespeare: Sonnets. Everyone has heard of you,
and almost everybody can find something
touching in you. You are calm and control
yourself, even though your wisdom and your
messages are no lesser than those of others.
Which literature classic are you?
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Funny, I'm not really a fan of Shakespeare. But whatever. I took a look at some of the other results you could get for the quiz. Something struck me as quite interesting. Charles Baudelaire is one of the authors of the literature classics. Funny, that the children of Lemony Snicket have the last name of Baudelaire, since he centers his writing on death and vanity and such. Maybe I just read way to much into things.
More later this evening perhaps.
Shakespeare: Sonnets. Everyone has heard of you,
and almost everybody can find something
touching in you. You are calm and control
yourself, even though your wisdom and your
messages are no lesser than those of others.
Which literature classic are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Funny, I'm not really a fan of Shakespeare. But whatever. I took a look at some of the other results you could get for the quiz. Something struck me as quite interesting. Charles Baudelaire is one of the authors of the literature classics. Funny, that the children of Lemony Snicket have the last name of Baudelaire, since he centers his writing on death and vanity and such. Maybe I just read way to much into things.
More later this evening perhaps.
stream of conscienceness
So yeah, I just have a lot of random stuff going on in my head. If it doesn't make any sense...oh well.
Yesterday, while getting in my car to drive home from work, I got a spider bite. I spent the next hour driving, with a funny heart rhythm, shaking like mad, wanting to throw up like you would not believe, and quite possibly feeling the need to faint right there. I got home, had tea, watched the oc chrismukkah episode (which was a big help) and then went to bed. So i'm thoroughly convinced I need to stay away from venomous insects, cause that is just bad news. All this happened after I talked to a coworker, who told me he couldn't believe that I had shingles, cause I was such a happy seemingly content person at work. To which I had to explain that I get stressed out by everything, even the fact that that morning i couldn't find the right lunch bag to put my microwaveable dinner in. Yeah I'm a wacko. I knew that.
I realize I have inherited all of Athena's (who I work with) crazy people encounters, cause my desk is where hers used to be. You all know about the gentleman who cried. I'm kinda happy that hasn't happened again. But I also got the alcoholic Ecuadorian student, who tries to hit on me. Yeah that wasn't a fun experience. I think that he might have gotten the hint when I just got up out of my desk and left with Athena to get food from the student center. Hopefully he won't be bothering me anymore. I just might have to start making up imaginary boyfriends...but that is a stream for a little later. I also got this other gentlemen, who decides to sit at my desk, and literally yell what he is speaking to me (entertainment news to be exact). He isn't deaf cause I was whispering and he was answering me perfectly fine. But really, I just want to not have crazy people attracted to me. It must just be me. Maybe I should stop showering or something, that should do it right?
Speaking of boys, still don't have one. But Jason, the guy who surfs...he's heading off to australia next semester. Boo. Happy-> the other Jason...he's going to start working as a tutor next semester. He's cute, and funny...and sigh. Then there is...Henry, but I didn't get to talk with him until the past couple of weeks or so. He's going to Pace next semester, pre-med...he has a Beamer. Yeah. Not getting one of those. There is another guy, Joe...he's cute too. Bah on me. I've got to swear them off...or get a toy or something.
OH and I hate drivers. I hate them all. I can't stand holiday drivers. :oP I'm just trying to get to work. Maybe you wouldn't have to go 85 in a 45 zone if YOU LEFT ON TIME!!!! BUGGERS!!!!
I have other things that I'm a little... not to happy about. But I can leave that for another day. It's better when you let things simmer for a while longer. At least I'm going to Suzer/Cryssy/Hester's tomorrow, disney world, and then rusty's for New Years. That should be fun, right?
Yesterday, while getting in my car to drive home from work, I got a spider bite. I spent the next hour driving, with a funny heart rhythm, shaking like mad, wanting to throw up like you would not believe, and quite possibly feeling the need to faint right there. I got home, had tea, watched the oc chrismukkah episode (which was a big help) and then went to bed. So i'm thoroughly convinced I need to stay away from venomous insects, cause that is just bad news. All this happened after I talked to a coworker, who told me he couldn't believe that I had shingles, cause I was such a happy seemingly content person at work. To which I had to explain that I get stressed out by everything, even the fact that that morning i couldn't find the right lunch bag to put my microwaveable dinner in. Yeah I'm a wacko. I knew that.
I realize I have inherited all of Athena's (who I work with) crazy people encounters, cause my desk is where hers used to be. You all know about the gentleman who cried. I'm kinda happy that hasn't happened again. But I also got the alcoholic Ecuadorian student, who tries to hit on me. Yeah that wasn't a fun experience. I think that he might have gotten the hint when I just got up out of my desk and left with Athena to get food from the student center. Hopefully he won't be bothering me anymore. I just might have to start making up imaginary boyfriends...but that is a stream for a little later. I also got this other gentlemen, who decides to sit at my desk, and literally yell what he is speaking to me (entertainment news to be exact). He isn't deaf cause I was whispering and he was answering me perfectly fine. But really, I just want to not have crazy people attracted to me. It must just be me. Maybe I should stop showering or something, that should do it right?
Speaking of boys, still don't have one. But Jason, the guy who surfs...he's heading off to australia next semester. Boo. Happy-> the other Jason...he's going to start working as a tutor next semester. He's cute, and funny...and sigh. Then there is...Henry, but I didn't get to talk with him until the past couple of weeks or so. He's going to Pace next semester, pre-med...he has a Beamer. Yeah. Not getting one of those. There is another guy, Joe...he's cute too. Bah on me. I've got to swear them off...or get a toy or something.
OH and I hate drivers. I hate them all. I can't stand holiday drivers. :oP I'm just trying to get to work. Maybe you wouldn't have to go 85 in a 45 zone if YOU LEFT ON TIME!!!! BUGGERS!!!!
I have other things that I'm a little... not to happy about. But I can leave that for another day. It's better when you let things simmer for a while longer. At least I'm going to Suzer/Cryssy/Hester's tomorrow, disney world, and then rusty's for New Years. That should be fun, right?
this time 2 weeks from now...
I'll be living it up in Florida with Mickey Mouse. But I still have 2 more weeks to go.
Saturday morning I took my Math subject GRE. Can we say, that is three hours of my life that I will never get back....EVER! Sixty-six questions, that okay...I had heard of or knew the definitions of the words, but I had no idea what to do. Or worse I had an idea of what do to, but I couldn't get past the first couple of steps. I managed to complete 21 questions, which in my mind, should all be correct. If I am lucky, 6 weeks from I should receive a stupid piece of green paper with a score of 500 on it. I was the only female taking the exam. Not to mention the only girl on the whole side of the room (they sat math and physics together). I took the exam with 3 gentlemen (or what i like to call three guys who haven't showered in about a week).
I'm really kinda down about it. I had been working on stuff for the past two weeks, I suppose it never really sank in at how difficult- no, wait, scratch that, how ill-prepared I was to take it. Dickinson was great, no doubt that if I had gone anywhere else I would not have been able to finish up the double math and physics, but if I had gone to a science/engineering school and just studied math, I would have kicked super booty on it. I guess now I'm just really worried. I hope this doesn't affect my getting in to a good program. I suppose, as long as I can get some super duper recommendations, I should be set. But the test really was a piece of crud.
After the exam, I napped, showered and went to the mall with Beck. Boy, that was totally the wrong idea. We had fun, but seriously, the mall stinks. Gotta try to avoid it at all costs now.
Yesterday, I spent doing laundry, writing cards, and making candilicious goody bags. Other than that I've got nothing. The lab is nuts, with people who haven't studied all semester, and I really have no desire to help them. But oh well, that is what I'm paid to do.
Back to work.
Saturday morning I took my Math subject GRE. Can we say, that is three hours of my life that I will never get back....EVER! Sixty-six questions, that okay...I had heard of or knew the definitions of the words, but I had no idea what to do. Or worse I had an idea of what do to, but I couldn't get past the first couple of steps. I managed to complete 21 questions, which in my mind, should all be correct. If I am lucky, 6 weeks from I should receive a stupid piece of green paper with a score of 500 on it. I was the only female taking the exam. Not to mention the only girl on the whole side of the room (they sat math and physics together). I took the exam with 3 gentlemen (or what i like to call three guys who haven't showered in about a week).
I'm really kinda down about it. I had been working on stuff for the past two weeks, I suppose it never really sank in at how difficult- no, wait, scratch that, how ill-prepared I was to take it. Dickinson was great, no doubt that if I had gone anywhere else I would not have been able to finish up the double math and physics, but if I had gone to a science/engineering school and just studied math, I would have kicked super booty on it. I guess now I'm just really worried. I hope this doesn't affect my getting in to a good program. I suppose, as long as I can get some super duper recommendations, I should be set. But the test really was a piece of crud.
After the exam, I napped, showered and went to the mall with Beck. Boy, that was totally the wrong idea. We had fun, but seriously, the mall stinks. Gotta try to avoid it at all costs now.
Yesterday, I spent doing laundry, writing cards, and making candilicious goody bags. Other than that I've got nothing. The lab is nuts, with people who haven't studied all semester, and I really have no desire to help them. But oh well, that is what I'm paid to do.
Back to work.
studying my patoo-tee off
You Are an Old Soul |
 You are an experienced soul who appreciates tradition. Mellow and wise, you like to be with others but also to be alone. Down to earth, you are sensible and impatient. A creature of habit, it takes you a while to warm up to new people. You hate injustice, and you're very protective of family and friends A bit demanding, you expect proper behavior from others. Extremely independent you don't mind living or being alone. But when you find love, you tend to want marriage right away. Souls you are most compatible with: Warrior Soul and Visionary Soul |
Who knows if that is me or not. Back to studying.
Ugh. Holidays, so happy one day...so bloody crappy the next.
Work was well, little story time. We are only supposed to spend 15 minutes with each student on a problem. One student has me locked up for get this....an hour and a half. Which totally wipes me out for the rest of the day, and makes me the supreme *itch of a learning assistant to all of the other students that come my way. Today had to be the day that I have students just coming non-stop for about 3 hours after that student.
Oh yes, you all thought I wasn't going to be stressed about this test on Saturday morning, HAHAHAHAHAHA. Boy the hell are you wrong. Something has gotta give. Man cause if i don't find a way to channel this nervous tension, i swear i'll get the shingles again. That my friends would not be fun at all. Maybe I just need to be reassured that not matter how crappy I do on this stupid thing, that I will get in to some school, somewhere, thus changing my surroundings and my extremely monotonous routine I now call life.
hmm, i'm mad cause the wb probably won't pick up my fav show Jack and Bobby for the rest of the season. I have yet to do any sort of exercise, so i look and feel like a little tub of lard, creating a small bowl-like indentation in my chair at work. Maybe once i stop worrying about this test, i can start worrying about my flab, and get even more shingles. I love having that brain that over thinks things and causes my body to become deathly ill (i know there really is a name for it, but it's late and my brain can't stay focused on any one thing).
A broken version of myself will be available Saturday afternoon and evening (i'm not going to my office christmas party, and i can't stay home and deal with my parents' little dinner party thingy), so if anyone would like to join me on a possible trip to wander the malls or something else, i could enjoy the company.
Shit, i need to sleep, or else i'll be super cranky tomorrow and that always makes for a good day.
Work was well, little story time. We are only supposed to spend 15 minutes with each student on a problem. One student has me locked up for get this....an hour and a half. Which totally wipes me out for the rest of the day, and makes me the supreme *itch of a learning assistant to all of the other students that come my way. Today had to be the day that I have students just coming non-stop for about 3 hours after that student.
Oh yes, you all thought I wasn't going to be stressed about this test on Saturday morning, HAHAHAHAHAHA. Boy the hell are you wrong. Something has gotta give. Man cause if i don't find a way to channel this nervous tension, i swear i'll get the shingles again. That my friends would not be fun at all. Maybe I just need to be reassured that not matter how crappy I do on this stupid thing, that I will get in to some school, somewhere, thus changing my surroundings and my extremely monotonous routine I now call life.
hmm, i'm mad cause the wb probably won't pick up my fav show Jack and Bobby for the rest of the season. I have yet to do any sort of exercise, so i look and feel like a little tub of lard, creating a small bowl-like indentation in my chair at work. Maybe once i stop worrying about this test, i can start worrying about my flab, and get even more shingles. I love having that brain that over thinks things and causes my body to become deathly ill (i know there really is a name for it, but it's late and my brain can't stay focused on any one thing).
A broken version of myself will be available Saturday afternoon and evening (i'm not going to my office christmas party, and i can't stay home and deal with my parents' little dinner party thingy), so if anyone would like to join me on a possible trip to wander the malls or something else, i could enjoy the company.
Shit, i need to sleep, or else i'll be super cranky tomorrow and that always makes for a good day.
Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs.
Wow. It's been quite a while. Here's my cliff note's version of what has been happening.
Well, as we all know Thanksgiving came and past. We went to Pam and Sean's house for the bird dinner. Poor Sean had to leave for work at 5:30. At least he got to have some bird. Food was good, and we didn't have to take home any left overs. Even better. Next day the rest of the fam got up early to bring my brother back to VT. I refrained from the shopping crowds and spent the next 36 hours in peace and quiet(a sorry attempt to try to study).
Sunday, I felt yucky, and decided about mid way through the afternoon to try the mall. I got there, and then felt like I didn't want to buy anything (oh the humanity!!). So I headed back home. I then decided the tree needed to be put up and with in about 2 hours, the tree was up, lighted and ribboned. There still aren't any ornaments on it, I actually like it without the ornaments up, oddly enough.
Work is alright. I think I'm finally getting it down now. Feeling really used to it. That I might just be able to perform other functions later in the day. OH but the best thing, was yesterday. I had this one lab. One student in the midst of quiet in the lab, says to one of his lab partners, "Thank you Messiah of Math!" Okay, I guess it loses some of it's hilarity in the translation. Oh well.
I remember seeing, Finding Neverland within the past couple of weeks. It really was amazing. Johnny Depp = super talented. To go from Captain Jack Sparrow, to playing James Barry (spelling I know...it's late, sue me later) who wrote Peter Pan is freakin' wonderful. You should go see it. My movies of the year are Harry Potter, Garden State, and Finding Neverland. Maybe if I ever see the Incredibles it would be there too, or possible the Lemony Snicket movie. Don't know haven't see them.
I think I have the list for christmas cards all done. I have my family presents all squared away, I think. To my friends- I fear presents may be quite late this year. I know what I want to get everyone, it just will take a lot of time to get my hands on them. So the card will have to do at the moment. If you read this, you better make sure I have your mailing address so I can send you holiday card goodness.
Other than that, 1 week til test, then no stress!!!
Well, as we all know Thanksgiving came and past. We went to Pam and Sean's house for the bird dinner. Poor Sean had to leave for work at 5:30. At least he got to have some bird. Food was good, and we didn't have to take home any left overs. Even better. Next day the rest of the fam got up early to bring my brother back to VT. I refrained from the shopping crowds and spent the next 36 hours in peace and quiet(a sorry attempt to try to study).
Sunday, I felt yucky, and decided about mid way through the afternoon to try the mall. I got there, and then felt like I didn't want to buy anything (oh the humanity!!). So I headed back home. I then decided the tree needed to be put up and with in about 2 hours, the tree was up, lighted and ribboned. There still aren't any ornaments on it, I actually like it without the ornaments up, oddly enough.
Work is alright. I think I'm finally getting it down now. Feeling really used to it. That I might just be able to perform other functions later in the day. OH but the best thing, was yesterday. I had this one lab. One student in the midst of quiet in the lab, says to one of his lab partners, "Thank you Messiah of Math!" Okay, I guess it loses some of it's hilarity in the translation. Oh well.
I remember seeing, Finding Neverland within the past couple of weeks. It really was amazing. Johnny Depp = super talented. To go from Captain Jack Sparrow, to playing James Barry (spelling I know...it's late, sue me later) who wrote Peter Pan is freakin' wonderful. You should go see it. My movies of the year are Harry Potter, Garden State, and Finding Neverland. Maybe if I ever see the Incredibles it would be there too, or possible the Lemony Snicket movie. Don't know haven't see them.
I think I have the list for christmas cards all done. I have my family presents all squared away, I think. To my friends- I fear presents may be quite late this year. I know what I want to get everyone, it just will take a lot of time to get my hands on them. So the card will have to do at the moment. If you read this, you better make sure I have your mailing address so I can send you holiday card goodness.
Other than that, 1 week til test, then no stress!!!
Gobble Gobble
I just figured I would wish everyone a Happy Turkey Day while I'm here working on one of the most traveled days of the year. Enjoy the food fun and family.
:oP
Boo. This week = boo.
Read Suzer's LJ for the concert. It was fun, got a t-shirt for my little bro who is home. We had loads of fun talking after the concert, over some much needed ice cream. Come to think of it I haven't had ice cream since this summer, before I got this...job.
Anyways, life is well, still non-existant. Suzer- me coming up on the 18th and staying over to the 19th (if that is alright with everyone) would be super wonderful. Becks- Do you want to hang out Tuesday or wednesday (although wednesday I need to watch Jack and Bobby my new fav show.), considering I haven't seen you in I don't know, like a month, and you live not 15 minutes away?
I wish i had something good to say, like I've started exercising or i've lost weight or....something. Although somebody would say that me losing weight is a bad thing, but I feel like fat tub of lard just sitting around all day. But I suppose that is an entry for another day.
Pathetic, just pathetic.
Read Suzer's LJ for the concert. It was fun, got a t-shirt for my little bro who is home. We had loads of fun talking after the concert, over some much needed ice cream. Come to think of it I haven't had ice cream since this summer, before I got this...job.
Anyways, life is well, still non-existant. Suzer- me coming up on the 18th and staying over to the 19th (if that is alright with everyone) would be super wonderful. Becks- Do you want to hang out Tuesday or wednesday (although wednesday I need to watch Jack and Bobby my new fav show.), considering I haven't seen you in I don't know, like a month, and you live not 15 minutes away?
I wish i had something good to say, like I've started exercising or i've lost weight or....something. Although somebody would say that me losing weight is a bad thing, but I feel like fat tub of lard just sitting around all day. But I suppose that is an entry for another day.
Pathetic, just pathetic.
SOOOOOOO COOOOOOOO
I just wanted to say I had a super duper amount of fun at the Soco concert with Suzer. I'll write more tomorrow...well today but when I happen to be more coherent. So much happened today. I'm sure you want to hear all about it. You'll just have to wait a little while.
Suspense, I know it kills you.
Goodnight!
Suspense, I know it kills you.
Goodnight!
sometimes all I do is watch the sky....
Thanks muchly to Hester and Becks. I spoke with one of my coworkers today, who informed me that we had a counseling service here at work. Also found out that one of the other gals had talked to him about it already and he had gone to seen them. (Yes, he does have some type of disability, but I didn't find out what it was exactly.) She also said that she had a similar encounter of...hmm....outrage and she had contacted our supervisor. Told me that next time something like this occurs, we should call him in to just observe and speak with the gentleman (my supervisor has some psych training). But I thank you again cause he came to speak with me, only in passing, and I think i did alright. Had lots of topics to speak of at the ready, but i didn't need them.
I'm super excited for the concert tomorrow, but I have this feeling that I might not make it in time. But I have too, I must. I'm going through Soco withdrawal. Suzer, I'm going to fashion the Music + Science = Sexy shirt. Maybe that will raise a few brows.
For your enjoyment and my own, here's a lovely list of some fav quotes from the Harry Potter books:
Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain. ~~Arthur Weasley "Chamber of Secrets"
If you want to know what a man is like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals. ~~Sirius Black "Goblet of Fire"
Accio Brain! ~~Ron Weasley "Order of the Pheonix"
Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself. ~~Albus Dumbledore "Sorcerer's Stone"
It is our choices Harry, that show who we really are, far more than our abilities. ~~Albus
Humans have a knack for choosing precisely the things that are worst for them. ~~Albus
Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure. ~~Luna Lovegood
Next week the Prisoner of Azkaban is out on DVD, and it will be in my mailbox the day it comes out. Hurray for me. I wanted to note that I'm a bum and my life will not be in any way interesting until i go back to school in 2006 (that is unless i get the shingles again.) OH and no boys for me, I'm going to continue making up elaborate stories I can play out in my head, who needs boys anyways.
bye bye
I'm super excited for the concert tomorrow, but I have this feeling that I might not make it in time. But I have too, I must. I'm going through Soco withdrawal. Suzer, I'm going to fashion the Music + Science = Sexy shirt. Maybe that will raise a few brows.
For your enjoyment and my own, here's a lovely list of some fav quotes from the Harry Potter books:
Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain. ~~Arthur Weasley "Chamber of Secrets"
If you want to know what a man is like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals. ~~Sirius Black "Goblet of Fire"
Accio Brain! ~~Ron Weasley "Order of the Pheonix"
Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself. ~~Albus Dumbledore "Sorcerer's Stone"
It is our choices Harry, that show who we really are, far more than our abilities. ~~Albus
Humans have a knack for choosing precisely the things that are worst for them. ~~Albus
Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure. ~~Luna Lovegood
Next week the Prisoner of Azkaban is out on DVD, and it will be in my mailbox the day it comes out. Hurray for me. I wanted to note that I'm a bum and my life will not be in any way interesting until i go back to school in 2006 (that is unless i get the shingles again.) OH and no boys for me, I'm going to continue making up elaborate stories I can play out in my head, who needs boys anyways.
bye bye
staying up late even when i shouldn't be
Yeah. That is what I'm doing right now. I should really be in bed, sleeping so I can tackle tomorrow's problems. But I must share this, because at the moment, I don't believe I'm equipped or even able to handle this situation. So anyone out there who can give any sort of advice, please do.
There is a young gentlemen at work, who for all intents and purposes is...extremely socially awkward. I would even go as far as say socially inept. I don't know if it is some condition or overall problem, but it isn't the usual shyness. But this guy last semester used to "talk" with one of my coworkers about how his life is going. (She used to work at my desk, she has since moved to a different desk.) Anyways, I had heard before about him, and the occasional ummm, crying that had occurred. Recently, this gentleman has started talking to me. The conversations are very...hmmm....disjointed. It takes him a while to either formulate ideas or find the right words to convey his thoughts. I find it hard to keep up even a normal conversation (we all know I'm not that great with conversating, if it's math I'm good, but keeping up normal conversation is difficult for me.) I'm used to being a listener, never really the initiator to help people tell me what they need to say. But today, I experienced the first crying session. I felt horrible and so much like a fish out of water. I didn't know what to do with myself or what to do for him. All I could do was hand over my new box of anti-viral tissues (which he made a large dent in, by the way). But one thing in the whole ordeal really struck me: he said," My parents say I shouldn't cry." In my infinite wisdom, I ask, "Why?" He turns and in this nasty, mean voice, "I don't know why they do that." To which I stopped my line if questions. He several times mentioned how much he disliked his life. *Much of this had to do with some dealings with a girl he was meeting with...* But I felt so odd. I was overload, I don't think I handled it well at all. A half hour he returned to my desk to say that he was happy with things and such.
I guess I'm just worried that I'm doing some sort of damage, that my total lack of being in position to feel like I'm doing something positive will cause the situation to become worse. Not to mention the numerous odd looks I got from the students tutors while the waterworks was going on. I just felt so not in control of what was going on. I just tried my best to get him to calm down. :::sigh::: I guess this will go on for the rest of the semester.
Alright, I can at least be prepared and mildly comforting and not like a deer stuck in the headlights of an oncoming Mack truck like I was today.
Anyways, happy thought-> Something Corporate on Friday!! :::claps as much as she can::: Little bro coming home on Saturday, as well as a much needed haircut (not that that will help my lifeless life anyways)
There is a young gentlemen at work, who for all intents and purposes is...extremely socially awkward. I would even go as far as say socially inept. I don't know if it is some condition or overall problem, but it isn't the usual shyness. But this guy last semester used to "talk" with one of my coworkers about how his life is going. (She used to work at my desk, she has since moved to a different desk.) Anyways, I had heard before about him, and the occasional ummm, crying that had occurred. Recently, this gentleman has started talking to me. The conversations are very...hmmm....disjointed. It takes him a while to either formulate ideas or find the right words to convey his thoughts. I find it hard to keep up even a normal conversation (we all know I'm not that great with conversating, if it's math I'm good, but keeping up normal conversation is difficult for me.) I'm used to being a listener, never really the initiator to help people tell me what they need to say. But today, I experienced the first crying session. I felt horrible and so much like a fish out of water. I didn't know what to do with myself or what to do for him. All I could do was hand over my new box of anti-viral tissues (which he made a large dent in, by the way). But one thing in the whole ordeal really struck me: he said," My parents say I shouldn't cry." In my infinite wisdom, I ask, "Why?" He turns and in this nasty, mean voice, "I don't know why they do that." To which I stopped my line if questions. He several times mentioned how much he disliked his life. *Much of this had to do with some dealings with a girl he was meeting with...* But I felt so odd. I was overload, I don't think I handled it well at all. A half hour he returned to my desk to say that he was happy with things and such.
I guess I'm just worried that I'm doing some sort of damage, that my total lack of being in position to feel like I'm doing something positive will cause the situation to become worse. Not to mention the numerous odd looks I got from the students tutors while the waterworks was going on. I just felt so not in control of what was going on. I just tried my best to get him to calm down. :::sigh::: I guess this will go on for the rest of the semester.
Alright, I can at least be prepared and mildly comforting and not like a deer stuck in the headlights of an oncoming Mack truck like I was today.
Anyways, happy thought-> Something Corporate on Friday!! :::claps as much as she can::: Little bro coming home on Saturday, as well as a much needed haircut (not that that will help my lifeless life anyways)
:oP
Well. I got my Something Corporate ticket in the mail a couple of days ago. It makes me excited. I try to keep telling myself that I will not be sick next friday. I will not be in pain. What fun is a show if you are already in pain. Although I'm sure I could clear enough space by screaming the words, "I have herpes zoster!!" I wouldn't have to worry about huge frat boys bouncing into me. (Herpes zoster is the scientific name for shingles, but herpes zoster is more frighteningly scary.)
*Random insert: My brother got a 97 on his chem test!!! Hurray.
I've been speaking to Giesey every couple of days now. I need to make a trip to Dickinson to visit them all. I miss those guys. Hopefully I can get something worked out. You wouldn't believe how quickly weekends get filled up. I'm crazy booked. It's disgusting. I really don't do anything during the week cause my schedule is all wierd and such so that leaves me my weekends.
Here's how the weekends are breaking down:
weekend 1: I'm on get sick better patrol
2: Soco concert and my brother is coming up from VT
3: driving my bro back to VT
4: free (probably studying)
5: Math Subject GRE
6: free
7: Christmas and off to Disney World
Scary how you can condense the next month and a half into a simple list. Hopefully I can make visits soon. I don't know how this happens. I don't end up planning most of it, that is mostly the problem.
Can't wait til I get home, have some pain meds and watch the oc, that should be interesting.
*Random insert: My brother got a 97 on his chem test!!! Hurray.
I've been speaking to Giesey every couple of days now. I need to make a trip to Dickinson to visit them all. I miss those guys. Hopefully I can get something worked out. You wouldn't believe how quickly weekends get filled up. I'm crazy booked. It's disgusting. I really don't do anything during the week cause my schedule is all wierd and such so that leaves me my weekends.
Here's how the weekends are breaking down:
weekend 1: I'm on get sick better patrol
2: Soco concert and my brother is coming up from VT
3: driving my bro back to VT
4: free (probably studying)
5: Math Subject GRE
6: free
7: Christmas and off to Disney World
Scary how you can condense the next month and a half into a simple list. Hopefully I can make visits soon. I don't know how this happens. I don't end up planning most of it, that is mostly the problem.
Can't wait til I get home, have some pain meds and watch the oc, that should be interesting.
Zoster (shingles) is a major pain in the butt. Even though I'm not contagious, it hurts like heck. It feels like I've been run through with a sword or something because just the slightest movement causes pain. So I am trying to do as little as possible, while maintaining a work schedule.
But this makes me happy:
Chapter 2 Spinners End
Chapter 6 Draco's Detour
Chapter 14 Felix Felicis
Chapter titles for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. At the very least, she's got half of the book done. Maybe a year to go on this one?? I'm optomistic.
Nothing else to report.
But this makes me happy:
Chapter 2 Spinners End
Chapter 6 Draco's Detour
Chapter 14 Felix Felicis
Chapter titles for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. At the very least, she's got half of the book done. Maybe a year to go on this one?? I'm optomistic.
Nothing else to report.
feeling a little better
this is always mildly amusing.
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I've got nothing else to report. Being sick just does not lend oneself to having an exciting life. But I did watch the oc last night. Things are so different when one doesn't watch it with the townhouse. The episode wasn't that great, really slow, but I guess for the first show you have to get the ball rolling. I'll give them 2 more episodes, if it doesn't get any juicier by then I might just be depressed for the next year. Here's to hoping the next episode has some funny Seth one-liners. Bye bye.
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I've got nothing else to report. Being sick just does not lend oneself to having an exciting life. But I did watch the oc last night. Things are so different when one doesn't watch it with the townhouse. The episode wasn't that great, really slow, but I guess for the first show you have to get the ball rolling. I'll give them 2 more episodes, if it doesn't get any juicier by then I might just be depressed for the next year. Here's to hoping the next episode has some funny Seth one-liners. Bye bye.
oh my
Just figured I would let you all know...I have contagious shingles. So I won't be seeing anyone any time soon. Have a nice life.
I'm glad this election didn't get pushed into a legal battle. I respect Kerry for conceding. Back to resting.
I'm glad this election didn't get pushed into a legal battle. I respect Kerry for conceding. Back to resting.
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Well. Here goes everything.
Sunday was GRE day as well as Halloween. I managed to finish the test in under 3 hours. You all know how much I despise taking tests that last longer than an hour. But it went really well. I got a 760 on the math portion, hurray, that means I only got like 3 questions wrong. I got a 560 on the verbal. Not to shabby for a girl who doesn't like playing around with words. I don't think my essays were great, but enough to get me a decent 3-4 score. Following that excitement, I took a trip a trip to see Dana. She was all decked out as Belle. We got to serve candy to the trick-or-treat-ers. Then we went out for dinner with her mom and dad. Thanks to Mom and Dad LaRosa for the yummy yummy dinner.
Now I suppose for the graphic part: You all know that I've had this crazy weird sickness for the past couple of weeks. I thought I had gotten over it. Apparently not. I have this rash, which is painfully itchy. So I called the doctor today (I have an appointment tomorrow morning) but I talked to the nurse on the phone...and she said it might be shingles. Ugh why me. I don't want to have the shingles. That just messes everything up. rar. Just when I was starting to feel better and wanting to go out and hang out with people. Damn it.
Other than that, I did my duty today. Went to my polling station, it was unusually full for 8:15 in the morning. That is considering hardly no one in my district ever votes for anything. Go vote, it's fun to play with the voting machine...ours had this nice little ring when you casted your vote. It felt so fulfilling. I hope in the next day or so we'll know who the president will be for the next 4 years. Although in my personal opinion, it isn't going to matter who is president, cause with poll indicators so divided, hardly anything will get done legislation wise anyways. But that is just my take.
Here's to hoping I don't have shingles.
Sunday was GRE day as well as Halloween. I managed to finish the test in under 3 hours. You all know how much I despise taking tests that last longer than an hour. But it went really well. I got a 760 on the math portion, hurray, that means I only got like 3 questions wrong. I got a 560 on the verbal. Not to shabby for a girl who doesn't like playing around with words. I don't think my essays were great, but enough to get me a decent 3-4 score. Following that excitement, I took a trip a trip to see Dana. She was all decked out as Belle. We got to serve candy to the trick-or-treat-ers. Then we went out for dinner with her mom and dad. Thanks to Mom and Dad LaRosa for the yummy yummy dinner.
Now I suppose for the graphic part: You all know that I've had this crazy weird sickness for the past couple of weeks. I thought I had gotten over it. Apparently not. I have this rash, which is painfully itchy. So I called the doctor today (I have an appointment tomorrow morning) but I talked to the nurse on the phone...and she said it might be shingles. Ugh why me. I don't want to have the shingles. That just messes everything up. rar. Just when I was starting to feel better and wanting to go out and hang out with people. Damn it.
Other than that, I did my duty today. Went to my polling station, it was unusually full for 8:15 in the morning. That is considering hardly no one in my district ever votes for anything. Go vote, it's fun to play with the voting machine...ours had this nice little ring when you casted your vote. It felt so fulfilling. I hope in the next day or so we'll know who the president will be for the next 4 years. Although in my personal opinion, it isn't going to matter who is president, cause with poll indicators so divided, hardly anything will get done legislation wise anyways. But that is just my take.
Here's to hoping I don't have shingles.
rar, little headache
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yeeey, happy blue. Thanks everyone for your advice on the gre's. I'm not stressing out so much anymore. I'll just continue playing my vocab quizzes and such.
Long day today at work. oh well. at least I will have an episode of Jack and Bobby waiting for me when I get home. Not to mention beck was kind enough to ask about going out on Saturday night, even though I can't because of the gre's. I might go out for wings night with steve tomorrow, who knows.
Tomorrow is a small halloween party at work. I need to think of a little costume. That is if I have anything in my house I could use to dress up in. Other than that, I've got nothing.
Sorry to disappoint
oi vey
I would just like everyone to know, the gre's are going to leave me in ruins on Sunday. The math sections I have no problem with. I've been taking some cat math sections, and I've been doing really well. Only 4 wrong on any one section. But the verbal and writing section... :oP. I can do fairly well on the Sentence completion portion...but jesus reading comp is a pain in my butt. I have yet to attempt even writing a little bit on the analytic writing section. I just want to get a 3 or a 4 on that part. I won't be writing persuasive essays in grad school. poo on ETS. If anyone who has taken the test recently can allay my fears of getting only 100 points on the verbal section, please dear god help me.
Weirdness- Some crazy dude from DMG Securities called me at work about a job offer. Who in the heck does that sort of thing?!?!?!? Not to mention the pure and simple fact that I no nothing about stocks or bonds or anything like that. But apparently they will pay for training and for the exam you need to take. We all know that this will get in the way of my real plan...getting that ph.d, even if the company is in Virginia. Really, who would give up my job, where I have intermittent hours to get mine own agenda taken care of, and don't forget the all day internet action.
Sigh, but I guess by Sunday I'll know how viable my plan is. Oh well. I won't have a life until after the exam...someone have candy ready for me by say 5 o'clock cause I'll need it.
Weirdness- Some crazy dude from DMG Securities called me at work about a job offer. Who in the heck does that sort of thing?!?!?!? Not to mention the pure and simple fact that I no nothing about stocks or bonds or anything like that. But apparently they will pay for training and for the exam you need to take. We all know that this will get in the way of my real plan...getting that ph.d, even if the company is in Virginia. Really, who would give up my job, where I have intermittent hours to get mine own agenda taken care of, and don't forget the all day internet action.
Sigh, but I guess by Sunday I'll know how viable my plan is. Oh well. I won't have a life until after the exam...someone have candy ready for me by say 5 o'clock cause I'll need it.
Weekend to myself
First, a musical interlude. Ingram Hill's Will I Ever Make It Home, a little country twang for you:
I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me that I had to turn around
My assurance slowly faded down
and I wondered
Will I ever make it home, will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind ,till there is no turning back,
Will i ever make it home, get to where
I wanna be, find the ones who wait for me ..to the place were i belong..
Will I ever make it home
The plans that I had were quickly destroyed
The problem was one I couldn’t avoid
They welcomed me to stay overnight
I’m too tired to complain so I just might
Will I ever make it home, to the place I recognize
Far from here and where I’ve been, and all the things that I’ve been shown
Will I ever make it home, can they keep me here for good
Where I hardly know a soul, and my fear keeps going on
Will I ever make it home
My weariness keeps growing inside
My patience is starting to subside
And I hope I’ll be there soon
It can’t be long, or I’ll fall through
I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me that I had to turn around
My assurance slowly faded down
Will I ever make it home, will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind, till there is no turning back
Will I ever make it home, get to where I wanna be
Find the ones who wait for me, to the place where I belong
I'm spending my time trying to nurse my cold. I will continue to be antisocial all weekend. Oh, I thought I would share, my favorite male gymnast...Paul Hamm got to keep his gold medal. yeeey, cutie with a gold medal.
I talked to Giesey today over im. I miss the townhouse boys. They were going to Market Cross tonight. There will be a drink in my honor. sigh. I miss school. Anyways, it is now uber late...i think it is bed time.
I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me that I had to turn around
My assurance slowly faded down
and I wondered
Will I ever make it home, will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind ,till there is no turning back,
Will i ever make it home, get to where
I wanna be, find the ones who wait for me ..to the place were i belong..
Will I ever make it home
The plans that I had were quickly destroyed
The problem was one I couldn’t avoid
They welcomed me to stay overnight
I’m too tired to complain so I just might
Will I ever make it home, to the place I recognize
Far from here and where I’ve been, and all the things that I’ve been shown
Will I ever make it home, can they keep me here for good
Where I hardly know a soul, and my fear keeps going on
Will I ever make it home
My weariness keeps growing inside
My patience is starting to subside
And I hope I’ll be there soon
It can’t be long, or I’ll fall through
I woke up from my sleep to the sound of that voice
From the words that I heard I had no choice
They told me that I had to turn around
My assurance slowly faded down
Will I ever make it home, will I ever leave the ground
Leave this place so far behind, till there is no turning back
Will I ever make it home, get to where I wanna be
Find the ones who wait for me, to the place where I belong
I'm spending my time trying to nurse my cold. I will continue to be antisocial all weekend. Oh, I thought I would share, my favorite male gymnast...Paul Hamm got to keep his gold medal. yeeey, cutie with a gold medal.
I talked to Giesey today over im. I miss the townhouse boys. They were going to Market Cross tonight. There will be a drink in my honor. sigh. I miss school. Anyways, it is now uber late...i think it is bed time.
It's a Carlisle sort of day.
Wow, I guess it has been a week. Nothing of note has happened. Well, stuff has happened, but not the kind you write home about.
I bought my ticket to see Soco at Moravian. I also was super productive today and got directions. I am hoping that Friday I can make it home in a reasonable fashion (sub hour), scarf down some mcdonald's and then spend an hour and half on the road. Since the show doesn't start until 8, I'm giving myself the extra hour leeway to get there. I have the sinking feeling that this plan is going to go to hell in a handbag while I'm driving along 78. Pray there aren't any accidents, construction, or traffic.
I think I've decided against buying my new computer...yet again. I might just wait until next year when the new operating system comes out. Why if I have a 64-bit processor do I want to run 32-bit programs on it? bah. Yet again I manage to put off doing things that i would like to do. I'm such a master at that.
My parents are going to visit my brother again this weekend. This means I get to cook for myself again. Hurray. I've decided to make macaroni and cheese (no not easy mac, actually getting some cool macaroni's and melting cheese and such), and some chili.
I still have no boyfriend, still working, and still pretending to be studying for the gre's which are going down in under a week and a half. I need to be serious about it, but i don't think it is going to happen.
Anyways, off to the rest of my boring life.
I bought my ticket to see Soco at Moravian. I also was super productive today and got directions. I am hoping that Friday I can make it home in a reasonable fashion (sub hour), scarf down some mcdonald's and then spend an hour and half on the road. Since the show doesn't start until 8, I'm giving myself the extra hour leeway to get there. I have the sinking feeling that this plan is going to go to hell in a handbag while I'm driving along 78. Pray there aren't any accidents, construction, or traffic.
I think I've decided against buying my new computer...yet again. I might just wait until next year when the new operating system comes out. Why if I have a 64-bit processor do I want to run 32-bit programs on it? bah. Yet again I manage to put off doing things that i would like to do. I'm such a master at that.
My parents are going to visit my brother again this weekend. This means I get to cook for myself again. Hurray. I've decided to make macaroni and cheese (no not easy mac, actually getting some cool macaroni's and melting cheese and such), and some chili.
I still have no boyfriend, still working, and still pretending to be studying for the gre's which are going down in under a week and a half. I need to be serious about it, but i don't think it is going to happen.
Anyways, off to the rest of my boring life.
he he he WIPE OUT!
Yeah, I feel wiped out. My mind is about 2 or three steps out of sync. You know that fuzzy brain sort of feeling. I feel a little better since the rain has come through but I am still really tired. Only have about 7 more hours at work.
Not much going on....shout out to Hester-> I hope you feel better hun. Colds stink, but they are a wonderful reason to stay in and cuddle up with some tea.
Suzer-> I'm going to buy the tickets on Friday once I get back from work. Then I'll work out how I'm getting there. Really, I have 3 hours to get my slow self to Moravian. Then I might just go home after the concert, I don't know, because either way I'd have to drive an hour plus by myself in the car later in the evening. Plus I need to get my brother a Soco shirt, since he can't make it. Once I get the tickets, I can figure out the logistics of the driving.
In the span of writing this...an hour and a half has passed. dude, I guess I should grade. Maybe if I'm not dead tired by later tonight i'd write more, except I don't think I have anything new to say.
Not much going on....shout out to Hester-> I hope you feel better hun. Colds stink, but they are a wonderful reason to stay in and cuddle up with some tea.
Suzer-> I'm going to buy the tickets on Friday once I get back from work. Then I'll work out how I'm getting there. Really, I have 3 hours to get my slow self to Moravian. Then I might just go home after the concert, I don't know, because either way I'd have to drive an hour plus by myself in the car later in the evening. Plus I need to get my brother a Soco shirt, since he can't make it. Once I get the tickets, I can figure out the logistics of the driving.
In the span of writing this...an hour and a half has passed. dude, I guess I should grade. Maybe if I'm not dead tired by later tonight i'd write more, except I don't think I have anything new to say.
new music
I'm sharing this song with everyone, cause Green Day just...rocks.
"Boulevard Of Broken Dreams"
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everythings all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a..
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk away!
I think i'm getting sick. My body aches, I can not keep my eyes open and I'm just not functioning normally. Maybe I'll go home and watch a DVD- maybe Harry Potter or something Disney, cause goodness this stinks.
Catch ya later kids.
"Boulevard Of Broken Dreams"
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everythings all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a..
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk away!
I think i'm getting sick. My body aches, I can not keep my eyes open and I'm just not functioning normally. Maybe I'll go home and watch a DVD- maybe Harry Potter or something Disney, cause goodness this stinks.
Catch ya later kids.
RIP
Rest in Peace Christopher Reeves. You really were a Superman. I hope to god that the movie industry never remakes the Superman story, because you are the quintessential Superman.
Darn it, I am at work.
Yes, everyone else can have off, but not me. Christopher Columbus, why can't you be more important???
:::sigh:::
I guess you could say I have a lot going on this week. Work, which is always...exciting. I don't have so many labs, because several of them are taking exams this week. Wahoo.
I need to get in contact with our neighbor so that I know how much dessert type food will be needed Saturday. Saturday is the big RU homecoming game. We will be there, the super tailgaters we are. It is an early game (12) so who knows what we will be doing on the grills. And when I say grills, I mean the two of them we have set up for burgers, hotdogs, steaks, heating up of macaroni and such. I am thinking about making some peanut butter bars, cookies and cupcakes. So I figure that is what I will be doing Friday night.
I spent yesterday making up little flashcards for the gre. Some short definitions of words, that in about 3 weeks I will work my hardest to forget. They are words like, veracity, torpor, dilatory...ouch my head is spinning with all these words. But I refuse to make up flash cards for any more words.
I am going to try this week, to write up a piece for Rusty. I have a vague idea of what I want to write. It is a topic that has been bubbling in my head for weeks. I wish I could construct a poem of some sort, but poems have never been my strong suit. I could never find the right words or meter, both just didn't interact well for me. So,it might turn out to be a short story. If I have an courage, I might just post it up here.
I don't know if I am going out Saturday evening. I haven't said anything to my parents. For some reason it doesn't quite appeal to me. Yes, it is nice to spend time with friends. I just don't think I will be comfortable. Not a fan drinking in an area where I don't quite know my surroundings. I suppose I will just let this simmer in my head for a few more days. Ugh for feeling out of place, and really not being able to pinpoint the reason.
My brother apparently wants to go to the Soco concert on the 19th. But I have no idea how he could get here in time for it. He has to work things out by Friday. Cause I want to get the tickets by then. So suzer will probably get a frantic im or call thursday night about what I'm doing.
There's a bunch on my mind...but i can't think of it all right now. Besides, work is a pain.
Catch ya later
:::sigh:::
I guess you could say I have a lot going on this week. Work, which is always...exciting. I don't have so many labs, because several of them are taking exams this week. Wahoo.
I need to get in contact with our neighbor so that I know how much dessert type food will be needed Saturday. Saturday is the big RU homecoming game. We will be there, the super tailgaters we are. It is an early game (12) so who knows what we will be doing on the grills. And when I say grills, I mean the two of them we have set up for burgers, hotdogs, steaks, heating up of macaroni and such. I am thinking about making some peanut butter bars, cookies and cupcakes. So I figure that is what I will be doing Friday night.
I spent yesterday making up little flashcards for the gre. Some short definitions of words, that in about 3 weeks I will work my hardest to forget. They are words like, veracity, torpor, dilatory...ouch my head is spinning with all these words. But I refuse to make up flash cards for any more words.
I am going to try this week, to write up a piece for Rusty. I have a vague idea of what I want to write. It is a topic that has been bubbling in my head for weeks. I wish I could construct a poem of some sort, but poems have never been my strong suit. I could never find the right words or meter, both just didn't interact well for me. So,it might turn out to be a short story. If I have an courage, I might just post it up here.
I don't know if I am going out Saturday evening. I haven't said anything to my parents. For some reason it doesn't quite appeal to me. Yes, it is nice to spend time with friends. I just don't think I will be comfortable. Not a fan drinking in an area where I don't quite know my surroundings. I suppose I will just let this simmer in my head for a few more days. Ugh for feeling out of place, and really not being able to pinpoint the reason.
My brother apparently wants to go to the Soco concert on the 19th. But I have no idea how he could get here in time for it. He has to work things out by Friday. Cause I want to get the tickets by then. So suzer will probably get a frantic im or call thursday night about what I'm doing.
There's a bunch on my mind...but i can't think of it all right now. Besides, work is a pain.
Catch ya later
TGIF...
Don't you remember when those shows were the ___? I mean come on. Boy Meets World, Full House, now that was quality television.
Anyways, as you could have guessed, today is FFFFRRRRIIIDDDAAAYYY! It is a happy thought. The lab is very quiet. Not to much going on. Lab related note: Brad did not come to my review. Other random note: Jason...punk boy...whenever i look up from my work...i always scan the room, and whenever i do that, for some reason his boxers are plainly laid out for all to see. So yeah.
Tonight-> Prez debate watching is occuring with Beck. Then we are probably going to head out to a bar or two afterwards. Sleepover after barring it up.
Then I have the house to myself for the rest of the weekend. Cookin', cleanin' and maybe a little shopping, who knows. I will most likely study for the gre's as well. Maybe do a little writing for Rusty.
I finally got my Music + Science = Sexy shirt in the mail yesterday. It is absolutely the cutest most dorkiet thing ever. I love it. I'll have to wear it sometime soon.
Apparently, Soco is playing at Moravian on November 19. I really want to go. But that is the weekend I think I have to go pick up my brother from Virginia Tech at the start of his Thanksgiving Break. So things are a little up in the air. I want to see both of them soo badly. Soco, I haven't seen for months. I'm going through serious withdrawal.
Farewell, I'll probably write some over the weekend.
Anyways, as you could have guessed, today is FFFFRRRRIIIDDDAAAYYY! It is a happy thought. The lab is very quiet. Not to much going on. Lab related note: Brad did not come to my review. Other random note: Jason...punk boy...whenever i look up from my work...i always scan the room, and whenever i do that, for some reason his boxers are plainly laid out for all to see. So yeah.
Tonight-> Prez debate watching is occuring with Beck. Then we are probably going to head out to a bar or two afterwards. Sleepover after barring it up.
Then I have the house to myself for the rest of the weekend. Cookin', cleanin' and maybe a little shopping, who knows. I will most likely study for the gre's as well. Maybe do a little writing for Rusty.
I finally got my Music + Science = Sexy shirt in the mail yesterday. It is absolutely the cutest most dorkiet thing ever. I love it. I'll have to wear it sometime soon.
Apparently, Soco is playing at Moravian on November 19. I really want to go. But that is the weekend I think I have to go pick up my brother from Virginia Tech at the start of his Thanksgiving Break. So things are a little up in the air. I want to see both of them soo badly. Soco, I haven't seen for months. I'm going through serious withdrawal.
Farewell, I'll probably write some over the weekend.
just a hello
I just wanted to update a little bit.
Work-> bah, crazy. Have not been able to do other activities because of the craziness before exams. Totally random-> I found out the name of the guy who calls me the "mother of his children"....Brad. He signed up for the test review session that I am giving tomorrow. He drew little hearts around his name. Scary, I know.
I got a present from Laurie. A little late...but it's the super awesomest!!! It is the dvd version of Aladdin. I heart Laurie. I miss her, being all the way in Virginia. I hope i get to visit soon.
I was happy because this week I got to talk with Jen. I haven't spoken with her in ages. It feels so good. Yes, jen jen, we should try and figure out a trip. I'd love to see the campus and such.
I miss all my housies!
And I just wanted to say...at the very least, Dickinson should inform students what is really happening with Michael Moore. His being sick, is pooopy. Just tell people the truth.
oh, my cousin got engaged. It is so cute. I am happy for her. Just makes me feel a little more sorry for my own situation.
:::sigh:::
I'll be home all weekend, dogsitting and gre studying. If anyone would like to break my monotony, feel free to im me, i'll probably be online.
Work-> bah, crazy. Have not been able to do other activities because of the craziness before exams. Totally random-> I found out the name of the guy who calls me the "mother of his children"....Brad. He signed up for the test review session that I am giving tomorrow. He drew little hearts around his name. Scary, I know.
I got a present from Laurie. A little late...but it's the super awesomest!!! It is the dvd version of Aladdin. I heart Laurie. I miss her, being all the way in Virginia. I hope i get to visit soon.
I was happy because this week I got to talk with Jen. I haven't spoken with her in ages. It feels so good. Yes, jen jen, we should try and figure out a trip. I'd love to see the campus and such.
I miss all my housies!
And I just wanted to say...at the very least, Dickinson should inform students what is really happening with Michael Moore. His being sick, is pooopy. Just tell people the truth.
oh, my cousin got engaged. It is so cute. I am happy for her. Just makes me feel a little more sorry for my own situation.
:::sigh:::
I'll be home all weekend, dogsitting and gre studying. If anyone would like to break my monotony, feel free to im me, i'll probably be online.
cyclic.
Well that is it. I am toast. I am going to be stuck in this cycle for a while. This just does not appeal to me at all.
I thought that I would have a job working on Saturday mornings. Not so. Apparently, the enrollment did not fill up quite like they had hoped. Now, I no longer have any engagements during the weekends. This probably means I will just be a bum around my house. Totally anti social. Great way to be if you want a change in your life right? Sure is.
Jeanne has wreaked havoc on my body. I swear I am a human weather vane. Any sort of pressure drop just causes my sinuses to go absolutely nuts. Hasn't made me a happy camper at work either.
I guess about the only happy thing I've got going for me today is the fact I got paid. This means, barring any crazy expenses, I will be able to get my new computer soon. It is sad when a 17 inch liquid crystal screen, G5 processor, dvd-cd writer, new imac is the only thing that gets you through the day.
I look forward to when my brother comes home in November. I am mad because I am taking the general gre the only day my brother has a full regatta in the fall. Hopefully next year I'll be able to catch a couple. Also looking forward to a Disney trip in December with my little cousins, and next June with the Slics and the Pics. Just like old times.
I'm pathetic. Just thought you would all like to know.
If something good happens, like a snail goes rolling by, I'm sure you will all hear about that excitement.
I thought that I would have a job working on Saturday mornings. Not so. Apparently, the enrollment did not fill up quite like they had hoped. Now, I no longer have any engagements during the weekends. This probably means I will just be a bum around my house. Totally anti social. Great way to be if you want a change in your life right? Sure is.
Jeanne has wreaked havoc on my body. I swear I am a human weather vane. Any sort of pressure drop just causes my sinuses to go absolutely nuts. Hasn't made me a happy camper at work either.
I guess about the only happy thing I've got going for me today is the fact I got paid. This means, barring any crazy expenses, I will be able to get my new computer soon. It is sad when a 17 inch liquid crystal screen, G5 processor, dvd-cd writer, new imac is the only thing that gets you through the day.
I look forward to when my brother comes home in November. I am mad because I am taking the general gre the only day my brother has a full regatta in the fall. Hopefully next year I'll be able to catch a couple. Also looking forward to a Disney trip in December with my little cousins, and next June with the Slics and the Pics. Just like old times.
I'm pathetic. Just thought you would all like to know.
If something good happens, like a snail goes rolling by, I'm sure you will all hear about that excitement.
i'm only happy when it rains....
My whole body aches. My stomach isn't happy with me. My head is still thumping thumping. It was thumping thumping yesterday as well. I hate the fact that the weather affects me so horribly. Pressure drops just mess me up.
oh and one more thing. This one lady who I've helped with algebra, got started on the upcoming election. And for some reason no one can leave me alone about it. Not to mention whatever side someone takes on something, I automatically take the opposite just to make sure people have looked at everything. But what I really hate when people get all worked up about this crap...cause that is what it is....they make stupid assumptions. Like I'm a republican...or a democrat. Dude, I'm an independent that will play both sides.
Now, I'm happy that I have gotten that all off my chest. I just have 3 more hours of enduring this, then I can go home and do something not productive.
Rar- just watch the debate on Thursday night, I don't care who you vote for, but at least do something to make an informed decision on Nov. 2.
oh and one more thing. This one lady who I've helped with algebra, got started on the upcoming election. And for some reason no one can leave me alone about it. Not to mention whatever side someone takes on something, I automatically take the opposite just to make sure people have looked at everything. But what I really hate when people get all worked up about this crap...cause that is what it is....they make stupid assumptions. Like I'm a republican...or a democrat. Dude, I'm an independent that will play both sides.
Now, I'm happy that I have gotten that all off my chest. I just have 3 more hours of enduring this, then I can go home and do something not productive.
Rar- just watch the debate on Thursday night, I don't care who you vote for, but at least do something to make an informed decision on Nov. 2.
blog-didi-blog-blog
Okay, so...
I have really nothing to say, except comment on the cute guys that I help at work.
Guy 1: He lovingly calls me "The mother of his children." I helped him on several occasions to get his classes fixed, syllabi, homework assignments. So it is interesting seeing him every couple of days a week. Always lots of laughs, and much flirtation.
Guy 2: I really like him. Punk, now-died black hair, lip ring, quiet, handsome. :::swoon::: His name is Jason, he's 23 and taking Calc 2. It's horrible, I just like to stare at him. I have helped him from time to time. So it has been a good experience.
Guy 3: You all know I am a sucker for Paul Hamm. Well I swear to you. There is a guy who comes in here who looks like him, all freckly. Yet another reason to stare off into space.
I am a little mad today, cause the telephone people ruined my one day to sleep late. They were supposed to come at like 1 in the afternoon, but they called at 7:30 cause they were in the area. Bah wake me up from my beauty sleep. But I guess the upside is that by 8:30 I was wired. I just lost a quality hour of sleep.
Good stuff from the rest of the day: I only had one lab today. Beckie and I might go out Friday night, and then maybe go see a movie on Sunday...who knows. We are going bar/guy hunting. Hopefully, by the end of the year, we will either have found a bar we like or have dates. I think we can at least get one of those done.
Taping the OC special. I heart the OC.
I have really nothing to say, except comment on the cute guys that I help at work.
Guy 1: He lovingly calls me "The mother of his children." I helped him on several occasions to get his classes fixed, syllabi, homework assignments. So it is interesting seeing him every couple of days a week. Always lots of laughs, and much flirtation.
Guy 2: I really like him. Punk, now-died black hair, lip ring, quiet, handsome. :::swoon::: His name is Jason, he's 23 and taking Calc 2. It's horrible, I just like to stare at him. I have helped him from time to time. So it has been a good experience.
Guy 3: You all know I am a sucker for Paul Hamm. Well I swear to you. There is a guy who comes in here who looks like him, all freckly. Yet another reason to stare off into space.
I am a little mad today, cause the telephone people ruined my one day to sleep late. They were supposed to come at like 1 in the afternoon, but they called at 7:30 cause they were in the area. Bah wake me up from my beauty sleep. But I guess the upside is that by 8:30 I was wired. I just lost a quality hour of sleep.
Good stuff from the rest of the day: I only had one lab today. Beckie and I might go out Friday night, and then maybe go see a movie on Sunday...who knows. We are going bar/guy hunting. Hopefully, by the end of the year, we will either have found a bar we like or have dates. I think we can at least get one of those done.
Taping the OC special. I heart the OC.
quick one before the manic labs begin today
First-> Official Happy Birthday Wishes to Suzer!!! Yeey!!!
Second-> I was thinking about going to Homecoming on October 9th, but I might not. I know, bad Resa, but I could be teaching a prep course on Saturdays during October. I know, ctually,teaching. It is a prep course to get 8th graders ready to take the catholic high school entrance exam. Pretty much I'll be teaching prealgebra and algebra topics...like what I do here at BCC. Even better, I get paid. wahoo. That means more money toward my computer fund. *that reminds me I need to move things around in my room incase the phone company needs to get in there.* sorry randomness- the phone company is coming in tomorrow to get my line all wired and connected.
Thirdly-> I guess I really don't have a thirdly, except that this song is...super wonderful, by Keane called Somewhere Only We Know
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
I'll need to get it from itunes. Oh, I heart the Garden State Soundtrack, if I haven't said that already. It is so chill. How crazy is this, Resa all about the chill music. yikes.
Fourthly-> I'm on my way starting to make lists of grad schools. Applied Math here I come.
I lied I guess I had many things to say.
Love to everyone. Does anyone want to do something Friday or Saturday this weekend? Cause I would love to not sit around like a bump on a log.
Second-> I was thinking about going to Homecoming on October 9th, but I might not. I know, bad Resa, but I could be teaching a prep course on Saturdays during October. I know, ctually,teaching. It is a prep course to get 8th graders ready to take the catholic high school entrance exam. Pretty much I'll be teaching prealgebra and algebra topics...like what I do here at BCC. Even better, I get paid. wahoo. That means more money toward my computer fund. *that reminds me I need to move things around in my room incase the phone company needs to get in there.* sorry randomness- the phone company is coming in tomorrow to get my line all wired and connected.
Thirdly-> I guess I really don't have a thirdly, except that this song is...super wonderful, by Keane called Somewhere Only We Know
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
I'll need to get it from itunes. Oh, I heart the Garden State Soundtrack, if I haven't said that already. It is so chill. How crazy is this, Resa all about the chill music. yikes.
Fourthly-> I'm on my way starting to make lists of grad schools. Applied Math here I come.
I lied I guess I had many things to say.
Love to everyone. Does anyone want to do something Friday or Saturday this weekend? Cause I would love to not sit around like a bump on a log.
so far…still more to go
Hi, all. Just figured I would give an update on my life. It is as you would chuggin’ along. I have so many things going on in my head. It is getting so hard to keep track of them all. So maybe if I write it all down then it will help.
Last Friday, I drove over to visit my Suzer, Cryssy, and Hester. Their house is soooo cute. I would like one of my own some day. *It won’t happen any time soon.* We went out to Dairy Queen and had some yummy ice cream. Then we went back to their house, stayed up late and watched a movie. Yey, I miss watching movies with my girls, even if Cryssy goes to bed early. Same ol’ Cryssy sleeping habits. After the movie was over, Suzer and I stayed up late just chatting. Ugh, hurts my heart cause I now perpetually feel disconnected from everyone. It isn’t a nice feeling. I suppose that explains my current job- constantly in contact with people all day.
Saturday, I slept nice and late because I could. We decided to go see Garden State since Suz and Crys did not yet have the pleasure of viewing that wonderful movie. It was so good, even the second time around. We looked around at a furniture place. Then we waited back at their place for Chris to arrive. It was good to see him. It was great to hear how the GRE went, considering I will be taking mine in just about a month. Once the hurricane had finally gotten everything out of it’s system, we made our way to West Chester for a wonderful dinner at the Iron Hill Brewery and Restaurant. Everything was delicious- the house beers, the food. Not quite MarketCross, but I’ll take it.
After all of that, I sadly drove home. I have to say the trip isn’t all that bad. Not to hard, and the one toll is manageable. So I now have many reasons to go and visit.
Sunday, I spent doing laundry, fixing more of my room, as well as going out to the mall with the parents. It was a nice trip, outside of me not finding the jeans I wear, or a nice pair of shoes, or the minor argument with my dad over getting a new comforter because my old comforter had the thread unraveling from it. But I won on the comforter issue. Besides, I was the one who was paying for the comforter. Now almost everything matches in my room, and I only really have about one more pile left I need to get rid of.
Yesterday, was an okay day at work. I found out earlier that I needed a professional development plan for the rest of the year. But I learned yesterday that it could include everything from the learning assistant round table meetings, to me working through the course material for a course I am not familiar with. Hurray! I also chatted with one of the instructors here who saw me with my gre book. He said, forget about it. Don’t even study for it. It isn’t worth it. Just study for the Math Subject test. Apparently- with all the prealgebra stuff I do everyday, it’s enough to get me through the entire Math section. The only thing I really need to do, is brush up on vocab and learn how to read comprehensively. No offense to all those verbal part lovers- I don’t care about the analytical writing section. If I really put my mind to it, I can create an absolutely wonderful sentence. I just choose not to do it here. That just wouldn’t be me. But last night I did meet up with Steve, and we went over some vocab and math problems. I got all of the math problems right except for one. Go me! So I think, every couple of days I will work a little bit on vocab and reading comp before the test on Oct. 31. At least I get to have lots and lots of candy afterwards. Then the journey of how to tackle the Math Subject test will begin.
Cool stuff I’m waiting for:
~~~I think in about a month I will have enough moola to buy the computer I want, assuming it doesn’t look bad up close compared to the pictures on the internet.
~~~Aladdin comes out on DVD on October 5. Mulan comes out on October 26. The OC First Season comes out on October 26th as well...
Catch yall later.
Last Friday, I drove over to visit my Suzer, Cryssy, and Hester. Their house is soooo cute. I would like one of my own some day. *It won’t happen any time soon.* We went out to Dairy Queen and had some yummy ice cream. Then we went back to their house, stayed up late and watched a movie. Yey, I miss watching movies with my girls, even if Cryssy goes to bed early. Same ol’ Cryssy sleeping habits. After the movie was over, Suzer and I stayed up late just chatting. Ugh, hurts my heart cause I now perpetually feel disconnected from everyone. It isn’t a nice feeling. I suppose that explains my current job- constantly in contact with people all day.
Saturday, I slept nice and late because I could. We decided to go see Garden State since Suz and Crys did not yet have the pleasure of viewing that wonderful movie. It was so good, even the second time around. We looked around at a furniture place. Then we waited back at their place for Chris to arrive. It was good to see him. It was great to hear how the GRE went, considering I will be taking mine in just about a month. Once the hurricane had finally gotten everything out of it’s system, we made our way to West Chester for a wonderful dinner at the Iron Hill Brewery and Restaurant. Everything was delicious- the house beers, the food. Not quite MarketCross, but I’ll take it.
After all of that, I sadly drove home. I have to say the trip isn’t all that bad. Not to hard, and the one toll is manageable. So I now have many reasons to go and visit.
Sunday, I spent doing laundry, fixing more of my room, as well as going out to the mall with the parents. It was a nice trip, outside of me not finding the jeans I wear, or a nice pair of shoes, or the minor argument with my dad over getting a new comforter because my old comforter had the thread unraveling from it. But I won on the comforter issue. Besides, I was the one who was paying for the comforter. Now almost everything matches in my room, and I only really have about one more pile left I need to get rid of.
Yesterday, was an okay day at work. I found out earlier that I needed a professional development plan for the rest of the year. But I learned yesterday that it could include everything from the learning assistant round table meetings, to me working through the course material for a course I am not familiar with. Hurray! I also chatted with one of the instructors here who saw me with my gre book. He said, forget about it. Don’t even study for it. It isn’t worth it. Just study for the Math Subject test. Apparently- with all the prealgebra stuff I do everyday, it’s enough to get me through the entire Math section. The only thing I really need to do, is brush up on vocab and learn how to read comprehensively. No offense to all those verbal part lovers- I don’t care about the analytical writing section. If I really put my mind to it, I can create an absolutely wonderful sentence. I just choose not to do it here. That just wouldn’t be me. But last night I did meet up with Steve, and we went over some vocab and math problems. I got all of the math problems right except for one. Go me! So I think, every couple of days I will work a little bit on vocab and reading comp before the test on Oct. 31. At least I get to have lots and lots of candy afterwards. Then the journey of how to tackle the Math Subject test will begin.
Cool stuff I’m waiting for:
~~~I think in about a month I will have enough moola to buy the computer I want, assuming it doesn’t look bad up close compared to the pictures on the internet.
~~~Aladdin comes out on DVD on October 5. Mulan comes out on October 26. The OC First Season comes out on October 26th as well...
Catch yall later.
You say Hello....
Just wanted to quickly say hi, being it is getting towards the end of the day here at work.
The weekend was quiet. RU lost to UNH. Depressing, but not so much because I don't think they are that great a team. But to salvage the day, I think we ate for about 5 hours straight. Other than that, the big deal was me doing laundry. Wahoo :::wiggles finger around in a circle:::
Work is alright. Nothing to report really, except on of the gals i helped with precalc over the summer came and told me she passed the class with a B. Hurray. I get paid on Wednesday which will be nice.
Tuesday will be dedicated study for GRE time. I've got to get crackin', month and a half until the test. Hang out get some coffee with Steve and study like mad.
I finished reading Wicked. Quote:
"What does a dragon in its shell look like? Well no one can ever tell, for as soon as you break the shell to see the dragon is no longer in its shell. The real disaster of this inquiry is that it is the nature of evil to be secret."
Good Stuff. I can't wait until Frida/Saturday so I can visit the gals for Suzer's Birthday.
Oh goodness...with all the question answering...it's time to go. TTYL.
The weekend was quiet. RU lost to UNH. Depressing, but not so much because I don't think they are that great a team. But to salvage the day, I think we ate for about 5 hours straight. Other than that, the big deal was me doing laundry. Wahoo :::wiggles finger around in a circle:::
Work is alright. Nothing to report really, except on of the gals i helped with precalc over the summer came and told me she passed the class with a B. Hurray. I get paid on Wednesday which will be nice.
Tuesday will be dedicated study for GRE time. I've got to get crackin', month and a half until the test. Hang out get some coffee with Steve and study like mad.
I finished reading Wicked. Quote:
"What does a dragon in its shell look like? Well no one can ever tell, for as soon as you break the shell to see the dragon is no longer in its shell. The real disaster of this inquiry is that it is the nature of evil to be secret."
Good Stuff. I can't wait until Frida/Saturday so I can visit the gals for Suzer's Birthday.
Oh goodness...with all the question answering...it's time to go. TTYL.
and so it goes, and you’re the only one who knows.
As you can guess, it is Thursday evening, and I’m still at work. I’ll be here until 9 o’clock, whether I like it or not. Things are slow going for the first week. They say this isn’t indicative of how it is the rest of the semester. How am I supposed to know? But I seem to have at least an hour or so during the day where I am not particularly busy. So I can get a few things taken care of.
I get in today and receive a phone call from Human Resources. Apparently, they still have not received my transcript (it has been a month). My working here depends upon this transcript. I think it is HR’s fault. I know Dickinson received my transcript request on August 10. I talked to them this morning, and they sent my transcript on August 12th. So either the mail service lost it, or HR is a bunch of fools, and do not know how to file things. My feeling is the latter.
Otherwise, work has been going well. I got through all of my introductions. I ran through my grading policy, and all about the labs. Yippee. Actually running the labs, well, anyone with any sort of college degree could take charge of these labs. Granted some of the questions I get asked during the rest of the day, not many people would be able to or want to answer. But it is all so very, very routine. I have been lucky though. The somewhat...light schedule here affords me some time to get to catch and talk to people…like beck, suzy, steve, dana, not to mention some of my lovely infernos throughout the day. One a totally random note, has anyone talked to Scotty, my wonderful physics senior research partner lately? I have no idea what he is up too. I’m just wondering.
So what is going on with my life...since I’ve already told you what I’ve been doing. Since early this morning, my life has been set in motion. I finished up making the arrangements for the GRE’s and the math subject test. I’m taking the general test (computer) on October 31 and the math subject test on December 11. Now that I’ve done that I can finally commit myself to studying for the darn things. So I’m going to just try to continually look over things in my free time.
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Happy Birthday to Sam!!! I know, kinda early.
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Not happy news here. Sadly, I found out that Fox moved my only favorite show, the OC to Thursday evenings. AT 8PM. That means I can’t watch the OC because I will be at work until 9 pm. Not fair. Quite depressing.
Jumpin’ around here, last time I swear. Have you ever known someone that you, how do I say this, can very easily talk with? There is nothing hard or unsettling about it. Have you ever been put in a situation where that person wants to go off somewhere and you fully support that but you can’t cause that would make you unable to speak with that person for some extended period of time. WTF is that? why? I don’t understand myself.
But that isn’t majorly important…I mean it is, but it isn’t. OH I’m magically confusing, aren’t I?
Well I can’t think of much else, outside of my computer, which I’m putting off indefinitely until I have the money to even consider buying it. How can things go right, but yet, so wrong?
Evening folks.
I get in today and receive a phone call from Human Resources. Apparently, they still have not received my transcript (it has been a month). My working here depends upon this transcript. I think it is HR’s fault. I know Dickinson received my transcript request on August 10. I talked to them this morning, and they sent my transcript on August 12th. So either the mail service lost it, or HR is a bunch of fools, and do not know how to file things. My feeling is the latter.
Otherwise, work has been going well. I got through all of my introductions. I ran through my grading policy, and all about the labs. Yippee. Actually running the labs, well, anyone with any sort of college degree could take charge of these labs. Granted some of the questions I get asked during the rest of the day, not many people would be able to or want to answer. But it is all so very, very routine. I have been lucky though. The somewhat...light schedule here affords me some time to get to catch and talk to people…like beck, suzy, steve, dana, not to mention some of my lovely infernos throughout the day. One a totally random note, has anyone talked to Scotty, my wonderful physics senior research partner lately? I have no idea what he is up too. I’m just wondering.
So what is going on with my life...since I’ve already told you what I’ve been doing. Since early this morning, my life has been set in motion. I finished up making the arrangements for the GRE’s and the math subject test. I’m taking the general test (computer) on October 31 and the math subject test on December 11. Now that I’ve done that I can finally commit myself to studying for the darn things. So I’m going to just try to continually look over things in my free time.
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Happy Birthday to Sam!!! I know, kinda early.
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Not happy news here. Sadly, I found out that Fox moved my only favorite show, the OC to Thursday evenings. AT 8PM. That means I can’t watch the OC because I will be at work until 9 pm. Not fair. Quite depressing.
Jumpin’ around here, last time I swear. Have you ever known someone that you, how do I say this, can very easily talk with? There is nothing hard or unsettling about it. Have you ever been put in a situation where that person wants to go off somewhere and you fully support that but you can’t cause that would make you unable to speak with that person for some extended period of time. WTF is that? why? I don’t understand myself.
But that isn’t majorly important…I mean it is, but it isn’t. OH I’m magically confusing, aren’t I?
Well I can’t think of much else, outside of my computer, which I’m putting off indefinitely until I have the money to even consider buying it. How can things go right, but yet, so wrong?
Evening folks.
We multiply like we’re mathematice…
Oh the insanity. What a weekend! It almost felt like I was back at Dickinson. I had something to do almost everyday. I guess it is time to share then isn’t it?
Last Thursday, after having gotten over my craziness (last post), work was over, and I drove like a crazy person back home. My parents took me out to Shogun 27 to have a wonderful hibachi birthday dinner. It was so fun, especially with the flaming volcano onion! hurray! By the time we finished, it was about 8:30-9 pm and we had birthday brownies that my mom made.
Friday morning, I got up early, ran some errands, one of which was to get my haircut. It is now nice and short. I still find myself running my fingers through my hair only to find that it is super short. I like it. You will all get to see it soon I suppose. I spent the rest of the day redesigning my bedroom. It has been one way for the past, I guess, six years or so. It no longer felt like it was my room. So I moved the bed around and rearranged everything. Unfortunately, all the piles that were hidden before, were now left out in the open in my room. I also tried the phone line that is in my room. No dial tone. Apparently, all the wiring is there, it just isn’t hooked up at all. Bah, things keep looking bleaker for my getting of a new computer. I might wait a couple of more months (need more money to pay for it) before I get it.
Saturday was super fun sunburn day. My parents and I met up with a whole bunch of people at 11:30 in the morning to tailgate before the Rutgers vs. Michigan State game. We had so much food I felt like a pig. A couple of parking spaces down from us, was a huge group of alumni and students. They had this wonderful flip cup table action going on. They challenged some nearby MS students to a game. The RU students beat them handily. Go figure. Anyways, we tailgated until about 2:30 ish, at which point we made our way to the stadium. Now, I haven’t been to an RU football game in about 5 years. Nobody used to go to games. But today, the place was packed. You could barely move around the stadium. It was a “sold out” crowd of 42,612. It was an amazing sight to be seen. A full Rutgers stadium. The game was great. RU beat Michigan State 19-14. It was so great, all of the students stormed the field after the win. The atmosphere was electrifying. After the game, we came back to the cars we had some more tailgating fun. By the time we left it was about 9:30 at night. Not to mention the amount of sunburn I had from it.
Sunday, I invited Beckie and Steve to come with me and my parents to the Rockin’ Oldies Wine Festival in Waterloo Village. Thank goodness that it was cloudy and cool out or else my sunburn would have been sooo bad. The wine was alright. But the day out was overall very good. We had this awesome pulled pork sandwich. yum yum. Afterwards, we came back home, ordered some Papa John’s pizza and watched Friday the 13th and Pirates of the Caribbean. Just really nice to chill out with beck and steve.
Labor Day- hurray for a day off. It was a super exciting day of laundry and more room rearranging. The piles are now gone. So I’m now really happy with the way my room looks. Oh, I got these super soft sheets from target. Sleeping in bed has never been so wonderful.
That brings us to today. First day of classes at BCC. Total and utter insanity. Had to park in timbuktoo because of all the students. At least I only have one lab to do today. So it shouldn’t be so bad. Tomorrow will be worse with 3 labs. Yikes.
Catch ya’ll later!
Last Thursday, after having gotten over my craziness (last post), work was over, and I drove like a crazy person back home. My parents took me out to Shogun 27 to have a wonderful hibachi birthday dinner. It was so fun, especially with the flaming volcano onion! hurray! By the time we finished, it was about 8:30-9 pm and we had birthday brownies that my mom made.
Friday morning, I got up early, ran some errands, one of which was to get my haircut. It is now nice and short. I still find myself running my fingers through my hair only to find that it is super short. I like it. You will all get to see it soon I suppose. I spent the rest of the day redesigning my bedroom. It has been one way for the past, I guess, six years or so. It no longer felt like it was my room. So I moved the bed around and rearranged everything. Unfortunately, all the piles that were hidden before, were now left out in the open in my room. I also tried the phone line that is in my room. No dial tone. Apparently, all the wiring is there, it just isn’t hooked up at all. Bah, things keep looking bleaker for my getting of a new computer. I might wait a couple of more months (need more money to pay for it) before I get it.
Saturday was super fun sunburn day. My parents and I met up with a whole bunch of people at 11:30 in the morning to tailgate before the Rutgers vs. Michigan State game. We had so much food I felt like a pig. A couple of parking spaces down from us, was a huge group of alumni and students. They had this wonderful flip cup table action going on. They challenged some nearby MS students to a game. The RU students beat them handily. Go figure. Anyways, we tailgated until about 2:30 ish, at which point we made our way to the stadium. Now, I haven’t been to an RU football game in about 5 years. Nobody used to go to games. But today, the place was packed. You could barely move around the stadium. It was a “sold out” crowd of 42,612. It was an amazing sight to be seen. A full Rutgers stadium. The game was great. RU beat Michigan State 19-14. It was so great, all of the students stormed the field after the win. The atmosphere was electrifying. After the game, we came back to the cars we had some more tailgating fun. By the time we left it was about 9:30 at night. Not to mention the amount of sunburn I had from it.
Sunday, I invited Beckie and Steve to come with me and my parents to the Rockin’ Oldies Wine Festival in Waterloo Village. Thank goodness that it was cloudy and cool out or else my sunburn would have been sooo bad. The wine was alright. But the day out was overall very good. We had this awesome pulled pork sandwich. yum yum. Afterwards, we came back home, ordered some Papa John’s pizza and watched Friday the 13th and Pirates of the Caribbean. Just really nice to chill out with beck and steve.
Labor Day- hurray for a day off. It was a super exciting day of laundry and more room rearranging. The piles are now gone. So I’m now really happy with the way my room looks. Oh, I got these super soft sheets from target. Sleeping in bed has never been so wonderful.
That brings us to today. First day of classes at BCC. Total and utter insanity. Had to park in timbuktoo because of all the students. At least I only have one lab to do today. So it shouldn’t be so bad. Tomorrow will be worse with 3 labs. Yikes.
Catch ya’ll later!
raindrops keep fallin’ on my head…
Well, I suppose it is time for a birthday update. Do I feel different? No. Do I feel better? No. Do I feel worse? Quite possibly so.
On Tuesday, I was surfing the web to find to my absolute joy and pleasure, that Apple had finally released their new imac computer ( http://www.apple.com/imac ). Now I have been waiting almost a year to get myself a new computer. My ibook (4 years old) has had several massive identity crises while I’ve had it. I was seriously considering, right before senior year, getting a new computer. But I talked myself out of it, thinking I could make it last one more year if I had to. I just really needed it to write papers and work instant messenger. Well the year went alright, it had another identity crisis as well as the cd-rom drive becoming a temperamental little bass-turd. All spring I’ve had my eye on the new G5 powermac machines. Super duper out of my price range. But once they unveiled this new computer, I knew this was the one...love at first sight. Well I get home, tell my parents all about it. Dad says…you don’t need one. We have two computers, you can use those. It isn’t like you need it. My mom somewhat came to my defense. But we all know me...what did I agree to...no computer. I’ll keep using my crappy old laptop...the concession I got was there is a phone line in your room so you can hook up the laptop to phone up in your room. Yippee-friggin’-do.
Yesterday, I spent most of my day at work trying to check out all the Master’s programs in the state of NJ. Most depressing thing I think I’ve done ever. Because of my work schedule, I can only take classes...either really early (8 am) in the morning or late at night (after 7). Well no school here…and I mean no, cause I’ve checked every single one, has any classes that fit in there. Screw me. There goes plan number 2 down the toilet. Yet again I make the mistake of telling my parents about it. My dad says, well then you need to leave your job in a year and get yourself out. Because if you’ve been out of school longer than a year, you’ll lose everything. Mom was little better. Ugh, I feel sick.
All I am trying to do is be...my own autonomous entity. I’m slowly realizing that it is really hard to do when you are still at home with your parents. They seem to have an opinion on every aspect of my life, if I tell them about it. I want to talk to them, but then I get preached at what is the best way to solve my problem. I don’t want that. I want to figure it out myself. But goodness, I am getting sick and tired of it. I am a smart intelligent person, or so I dilute myself. If I have questions or problems, I am not afraid to ask, but god, if I don’t ask, I don’t want to know.
Musical Interlude...Gavin deGraw’s I Don’t Wanna Be, the chorus...it is just a catchy tune, I might have to buy it from iTunes soon:
I don't want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
But on the happy birthday side of things:
My brother is super awesome. He sent me a Marcus Vick jersey, and get this...it actually is the right size. Wahooo. I heart Matt and football. I’ll be stylin’ it sometime soon.
Dana sent me this cute card, which Chloe picked out. It had a pug on it and everything. But she said a present was coming soon. Oooooo. I’m super excited about it. I heart presents.
Speaking of presents, Suzer also sent me something in the mail. She gave me these two super a-dork-able notebooks, one that has on the front Science Rocks and the other has I (picture of a calculator) Math. sigh...in heaven.
If you don’t think I say this enough…here it goes: I really miss my housie gals. Life doesn’t seem so carefree or full of adventure as it once was. I think I owe the fact that I’m not a mentally insane person to you all.
Well, life is crazy. I suppose I need to come up with a new life plan now, continue to use my slow little clamshell computer, and decide whether or not do anything this weekend. Right now I don’t know…maybe I’ll just redo my bedroom instead of go out, it is in dire need of redesign.
thanks...and oh yeah, happy birthday to me.
On Tuesday, I was surfing the web to find to my absolute joy and pleasure, that Apple had finally released their new imac computer ( http://www.apple.com/imac ). Now I have been waiting almost a year to get myself a new computer. My ibook (4 years old) has had several massive identity crises while I’ve had it. I was seriously considering, right before senior year, getting a new computer. But I talked myself out of it, thinking I could make it last one more year if I had to. I just really needed it to write papers and work instant messenger. Well the year went alright, it had another identity crisis as well as the cd-rom drive becoming a temperamental little bass-turd. All spring I’ve had my eye on the new G5 powermac machines. Super duper out of my price range. But once they unveiled this new computer, I knew this was the one...love at first sight. Well I get home, tell my parents all about it. Dad says…you don’t need one. We have two computers, you can use those. It isn’t like you need it. My mom somewhat came to my defense. But we all know me...what did I agree to...no computer. I’ll keep using my crappy old laptop...the concession I got was there is a phone line in your room so you can hook up the laptop to phone up in your room. Yippee-friggin’-do.
Yesterday, I spent most of my day at work trying to check out all the Master’s programs in the state of NJ. Most depressing thing I think I’ve done ever. Because of my work schedule, I can only take classes...either really early (8 am) in the morning or late at night (after 7). Well no school here…and I mean no, cause I’ve checked every single one, has any classes that fit in there. Screw me. There goes plan number 2 down the toilet. Yet again I make the mistake of telling my parents about it. My dad says, well then you need to leave your job in a year and get yourself out. Because if you’ve been out of school longer than a year, you’ll lose everything. Mom was little better. Ugh, I feel sick.
All I am trying to do is be...my own autonomous entity. I’m slowly realizing that it is really hard to do when you are still at home with your parents. They seem to have an opinion on every aspect of my life, if I tell them about it. I want to talk to them, but then I get preached at what is the best way to solve my problem. I don’t want that. I want to figure it out myself. But goodness, I am getting sick and tired of it. I am a smart intelligent person, or so I dilute myself. If I have questions or problems, I am not afraid to ask, but god, if I don’t ask, I don’t want to know.
Musical Interlude...Gavin deGraw’s I Don’t Wanna Be, the chorus...it is just a catchy tune, I might have to buy it from iTunes soon:
I don't want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
But on the happy birthday side of things:
My brother is super awesome. He sent me a Marcus Vick jersey, and get this...it actually is the right size. Wahooo. I heart Matt and football. I’ll be stylin’ it sometime soon.
Dana sent me this cute card, which Chloe picked out. It had a pug on it and everything. But she said a present was coming soon. Oooooo. I’m super excited about it. I heart presents.
Speaking of presents, Suzer also sent me something in the mail. She gave me these two super a-dork-able notebooks, one that has on the front Science Rocks and the other has I (picture of a calculator) Math. sigh...in heaven.
If you don’t think I say this enough…here it goes: I really miss my housie gals. Life doesn’t seem so carefree or full of adventure as it once was. I think I owe the fact that I’m not a mentally insane person to you all.
Well, life is crazy. I suppose I need to come up with a new life plan now, continue to use my slow little clamshell computer, and decide whether or not do anything this weekend. Right now I don’t know…maybe I’ll just redo my bedroom instead of go out, it is in dire need of redesign.
thanks...and oh yeah, happy birthday to me.
Start of classes...but not for me.
Oh it feels so odd to not be at Dickinson, running around like a chicken with my head cut off, worrying about this or that class, and what books I need. But good luck to everyone who happened to start today, including the Suzer, who is super awesome taking grad courses.
Speaking of Dickinson, I went up on last Friday. It felt so…different. Walking around campus, felt good in a creepy nostalgic way. yikes! Got to see my Infernos, yeeey. Happy Birthdayness to Jess and Jason, cause their birthday is the same as mine!! The actual performance didn’t go beautifully, but I really don’t have to worry about that much. I handed off my version of Good Vibrations to Karena, so I am pretty much done. Done, Done Done. I also got to hang out with the townhouse boys. Sam, Ben, Giesey, and Chris are the super awesomest! We went to Marketcross. Oh that felt good. So good, a good couple of beers and good company. We came back to their house, to find a huge party going on. And fancy that, Geoffy was there. It was good to see him, but after all of last year, it’s definitely sunk in that we won’t be anywhere near as close as we were at the end of junior year. sigh. But all in all, the trip was a success. Yey for having some place to crash if I ever came up again…hurray boys’ futon! *my story might have been more detailed if I had written it when I got back. I’m just super lazy here at work.*
Sunday evening I decided to go see the movie Garden State by Zach Braff, you know that guy who plays on Scrubs. After having sometime to think about it, I really did like the movie. Something about it, just really connected with my life right now. The general malaise, inability to do anything, trying to breakaway and become your own self, it was so good. The movie had it’s dark moments, but it also had some side-stitching parts, where I suppose if you were in Jersey you would totally get. Like this one part where you see this guy dressed up in full armor. The guy works at Medieval Times. Just something about the fact that before the character even says he works there, you know he works at MT cause you live in Jersey. The two just go hand in hand. Well, not to mention that a xc teammate of mine works there, so that makes it about 15 times more hilarious. But this is just funny:
Sam (Natalie Portman’s character): Hey, I recognize you from T.V. Didn't you play the retarded quarterback?
Andrew Largeman (Zach Braff’s character, he’s a struggling actor): Yea
Sam : Are you really retarded?
Andrew Largeman : No
Well the bit that really got me was this right here, cause I think this sums up everything about post college life:
Andrew Largeman : You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? That idea of home is gone. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.
Sigh, so go and see this movie if you have the time too. The more I think about it, the more I like it.
Hmm what else? Today I emailed the Graduate Director at the Rutgers Math department for info about the graduate program there. Hopefully I can get things to work out so that Brookdale will pay for some of my classes while I get my Masters degree. Then I think I will get the heck out of here and find myself a Ph. D program. On Friday, I am getting my haircut. I think it will be short. I can’t stand dealing with it anymore. So it is going bye bye. Saturday, my parents have tickets to see RU football, so I’m going to hang out with them for the afternoon. I am also trying to figure out something fun to do for my birthday. Like an outing or something of that nature. Everything is so expensive here though. The only thing I could come up with is: 1. brave the craziness at the beach, or 2. on Sunday in Waterloo there will be the Rockin’ Oldies Wine Festival, wine tasting, fun, games, and such. I’d love to try to go into the city to see a show, but that would be really out of my price range. Oh well, I am spent. Ugh it’s 2 pm and I still have 3 more hours of work :oP
Speaking of Dickinson, I went up on last Friday. It felt so…different. Walking around campus, felt good in a creepy nostalgic way. yikes! Got to see my Infernos, yeeey. Happy Birthdayness to Jess and Jason, cause their birthday is the same as mine!! The actual performance didn’t go beautifully, but I really don’t have to worry about that much. I handed off my version of Good Vibrations to Karena, so I am pretty much done. Done, Done Done. I also got to hang out with the townhouse boys. Sam, Ben, Giesey, and Chris are the super awesomest! We went to Marketcross. Oh that felt good. So good, a good couple of beers and good company. We came back to their house, to find a huge party going on. And fancy that, Geoffy was there. It was good to see him, but after all of last year, it’s definitely sunk in that we won’t be anywhere near as close as we were at the end of junior year. sigh. But all in all, the trip was a success. Yey for having some place to crash if I ever came up again…hurray boys’ futon! *my story might have been more detailed if I had written it when I got back. I’m just super lazy here at work.*
Sunday evening I decided to go see the movie Garden State by Zach Braff, you know that guy who plays on Scrubs. After having sometime to think about it, I really did like the movie. Something about it, just really connected with my life right now. The general malaise, inability to do anything, trying to breakaway and become your own self, it was so good. The movie had it’s dark moments, but it also had some side-stitching parts, where I suppose if you were in Jersey you would totally get. Like this one part where you see this guy dressed up in full armor. The guy works at Medieval Times. Just something about the fact that before the character even says he works there, you know he works at MT cause you live in Jersey. The two just go hand in hand. Well, not to mention that a xc teammate of mine works there, so that makes it about 15 times more hilarious. But this is just funny:
Sam (Natalie Portman’s character): Hey, I recognize you from T.V. Didn't you play the retarded quarterback?
Andrew Largeman (Zach Braff’s character, he’s a struggling actor): Yea
Sam : Are you really retarded?
Andrew Largeman : No
Well the bit that really got me was this right here, cause I think this sums up everything about post college life:
Andrew Largeman : You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? That idea of home is gone. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.
Sigh, so go and see this movie if you have the time too. The more I think about it, the more I like it.
Hmm what else? Today I emailed the Graduate Director at the Rutgers Math department for info about the graduate program there. Hopefully I can get things to work out so that Brookdale will pay for some of my classes while I get my Masters degree. Then I think I will get the heck out of here and find myself a Ph. D program. On Friday, I am getting my haircut. I think it will be short. I can’t stand dealing with it anymore. So it is going bye bye. Saturday, my parents have tickets to see RU football, so I’m going to hang out with them for the afternoon. I am also trying to figure out something fun to do for my birthday. Like an outing or something of that nature. Everything is so expensive here though. The only thing I could come up with is: 1. brave the craziness at the beach, or 2. on Sunday in Waterloo there will be the Rockin’ Oldies Wine Festival, wine tasting, fun, games, and such. I’d love to try to go into the city to see a show, but that would be really out of my price range. Oh well, I am spent. Ugh it’s 2 pm and I still have 3 more hours of work :oP
One week til…my birthday!
So I’m mildly excited. I didn’t realize my birthday was coming up until yesterday when I actually looked at my planner for September. I sat there staring at the page with the 2nd on it, thinking there is something important going on that day. Isn’t it horrible that I can barely remember my own birthday?!?!?
Work has been…well, somewhat interesting. It has taken me three weeks before the workplace drama has kicked in. Oh the craziness. So I am still trying to get myself adjusted. In the meantime, I have had the ability to read some books while I sit around at work. Right now, I’m about halfway through the 9/11 commission report. Not exactly something you would think that I would read. But I find it really interesting to get a look at how all of the governmental agencies interact with one another, how long we’ve known about bin Ladin, and all of the denied attempts at trying to shut him and al Qaeda down. Once I finish with that riveting read, I have a copy of Wicked (you know the musical on broadway) that I would like to read, and Emma by Jane Austen. It happens to be one of the few Austen books that have escaped my reading it in entirety. So that leaves my excited, somewhat.
Yesterday, Beckie came over after work. We decided we needed a movie to chill out to. So, we watched Ella Enchanted, with that Anne Hathaway from Princess Diaries and Cary Elwes from Princess Bride and Robin Hood: Men in Tights. It was adorable. We chowed down on some munchkins and popcorn. It was a nice relaxing evening, considering we both had work the next day.
I am getting ready for my first trip back to Dickinson tomorrow. Saturday, the Infernos are going to be performing at the Orientation Olympics. So I am going to help them get some new recruits, hopefully. While I am there, I am going to stop by the boys’ townhouse at some point or another. I miss having some place to go and party and hang out. I can’t wait to see all of my infernos and everyone else, and walk around campus.
Plans are getting more definite to go and visit cryssy, suzer, and hester. It’ll probably be in September- one of the weekends around the 20th. But the gals can decide which weekend, cause I think the 20th is a Wednesday. I am also going to try and coordinate a trip with Dana to see Laurie in Virginia, and maybe we could set it up so that we can visit Linnea since she is down there as well. Oh I can’t wait til Abby gets to Long Island for her job in September…that means someone else I can visit. Plus, that is great cause we can traipse around the city.
I can’t really think of much else. I have to admit, that I am surprised at myself of the length of my posts to this LJ. I do not consider myself a writer by any means. I usually have the hardest time writing things out in any format. This just seems so much easier. Well, I should have some stories once I get back from Carlisle so until then…
Much love and sunshine!
Work has been…well, somewhat interesting. It has taken me three weeks before the workplace drama has kicked in. Oh the craziness. So I am still trying to get myself adjusted. In the meantime, I have had the ability to read some books while I sit around at work. Right now, I’m about halfway through the 9/11 commission report. Not exactly something you would think that I would read. But I find it really interesting to get a look at how all of the governmental agencies interact with one another, how long we’ve known about bin Ladin, and all of the denied attempts at trying to shut him and al Qaeda down. Once I finish with that riveting read, I have a copy of Wicked (you know the musical on broadway) that I would like to read, and Emma by Jane Austen. It happens to be one of the few Austen books that have escaped my reading it in entirety. So that leaves my excited, somewhat.
Yesterday, Beckie came over after work. We decided we needed a movie to chill out to. So, we watched Ella Enchanted, with that Anne Hathaway from Princess Diaries and Cary Elwes from Princess Bride and Robin Hood: Men in Tights. It was adorable. We chowed down on some munchkins and popcorn. It was a nice relaxing evening, considering we both had work the next day.
I am getting ready for my first trip back to Dickinson tomorrow. Saturday, the Infernos are going to be performing at the Orientation Olympics. So I am going to help them get some new recruits, hopefully. While I am there, I am going to stop by the boys’ townhouse at some point or another. I miss having some place to go and party and hang out. I can’t wait to see all of my infernos and everyone else, and walk around campus.
Plans are getting more definite to go and visit cryssy, suzer, and hester. It’ll probably be in September- one of the weekends around the 20th. But the gals can decide which weekend, cause I think the 20th is a Wednesday. I am also going to try and coordinate a trip with Dana to see Laurie in Virginia, and maybe we could set it up so that we can visit Linnea since she is down there as well. Oh I can’t wait til Abby gets to Long Island for her job in September…that means someone else I can visit. Plus, that is great cause we can traipse around the city.
I can’t really think of much else. I have to admit, that I am surprised at myself of the length of my posts to this LJ. I do not consider myself a writer by any means. I usually have the hardest time writing things out in any format. This just seems so much easier. Well, I should have some stories once I get back from Carlisle so until then…
Much love and sunshine!
at work…yet again.
So it is Monday of week 2 between semesters. Yet again I have so little on my plate, that if I don’t find something to do, I’ll fall asleep here at my desk. Today is the day that my parents finally make their way back to NJ. Hurray, no more foraging for food cause I have no time to go food shopping. Also great, cause then the poor pupper won’t be super depressed anymore.
Sad to say it, but Kona got so depressed with Matt heading off to Virginia. Normally, my dog doesn’t give two poops where the heck I am in the house. He was so down that he literally followed me all over the house. Plus, he has made himself so sick…wheezing episodes plus a new crazy thing he did that just scared the bejezus out of me. What is worse is that his poor nose has been all dry and stuffy. So there must be something wrong with him. Hopefully with the folks back, Kona will be his old self again.
I am feeling a little better about life as a whole, although I know that I am still not where I am supposed to be. More work is to be done and I need to not be lazy and get my butt in gear.
Thank god today is the last day of gymnastics in the olympics, because it has been the reason I don’t get any sleep. Paul Hamm, my hero. Okay, now that I’ve mentioned him like 3 times, I guess I owe you all a reason for my gymnastics affinity. Many years ago, when I was much smaller than I am today, my first love of sport came in the form of tumbling. By the age of 8, I had exhausted all possible avenues, ie every tumbling class one could think of taking…I took. So what did that mean, my parents got me involved in the local gymnastics factory as I like to call it. I took a couple of classes there. To everyone’s wonderment, by about 9 and a half I was beginning to tackle each of the different events: vault (I could at that point run and jump onto the top of the vault then jump off from a standing position. yes I know not the amazing abilities one sees in the olympics but I was friggin’ 9 for cryin’ out loud.), uneven bars (I could jump myself onto the bars and swing back between the bars, but yet again no fancy schmancy moves.), balance beam (scarily enough, the younger version of myself didn’t fall down nearly as much as my olderself now does. I could easier traverse the beam, and on fairly good days I could do cartwheels along the beam.), and floor, which is the reason why I am no longer in gymnastics. Floor was by far the easiest for me, with all of my tumbling experience. But one day, Theresa…following directions like she is supposed to, gets kicked in the eye by the girl in front of her. I go down, thank goodness I had closed my eyelid right before her toes hit my eyes or else I would not be able to see out my right eye. Much bleeding ensued and thus ended my olympic dreams. It is just the freckly-ness of Paul and his brother Morgan just make me think of myself and the fact that I pulled myself out because of some silly girls’ foot in my face. And yes, I go through this craziness every four years, and to tell you the truth…anytime I see a gymnastics event on tv. Sigh. Great little tidbit of Theresa knowledge that I am sure you didn’t even know about.
Changing gears, I miss my little bro. Weird huh…it isn’t like the situation has changed much. We are still in two totally different places. But him being at school, it is just weird while I am here at home. He’ll be alright though, I know it. That and he im’s me now and again to ask questions and what not. Sigh.
Well, I guess I am off, considering I have all of 30 minutes left here at work.
Sad to say it, but Kona got so depressed with Matt heading off to Virginia. Normally, my dog doesn’t give two poops where the heck I am in the house. He was so down that he literally followed me all over the house. Plus, he has made himself so sick…wheezing episodes plus a new crazy thing he did that just scared the bejezus out of me. What is worse is that his poor nose has been all dry and stuffy. So there must be something wrong with him. Hopefully with the folks back, Kona will be his old self again.
I am feeling a little better about life as a whole, although I know that I am still not where I am supposed to be. More work is to be done and I need to not be lazy and get my butt in gear.
Thank god today is the last day of gymnastics in the olympics, because it has been the reason I don’t get any sleep. Paul Hamm, my hero. Okay, now that I’ve mentioned him like 3 times, I guess I owe you all a reason for my gymnastics affinity. Many years ago, when I was much smaller than I am today, my first love of sport came in the form of tumbling. By the age of 8, I had exhausted all possible avenues, ie every tumbling class one could think of taking…I took. So what did that mean, my parents got me involved in the local gymnastics factory as I like to call it. I took a couple of classes there. To everyone’s wonderment, by about 9 and a half I was beginning to tackle each of the different events: vault (I could at that point run and jump onto the top of the vault then jump off from a standing position. yes I know not the amazing abilities one sees in the olympics but I was friggin’ 9 for cryin’ out loud.), uneven bars (I could jump myself onto the bars and swing back between the bars, but yet again no fancy schmancy moves.), balance beam (scarily enough, the younger version of myself didn’t fall down nearly as much as my olderself now does. I could easier traverse the beam, and on fairly good days I could do cartwheels along the beam.), and floor, which is the reason why I am no longer in gymnastics. Floor was by far the easiest for me, with all of my tumbling experience. But one day, Theresa…following directions like she is supposed to, gets kicked in the eye by the girl in front of her. I go down, thank goodness I had closed my eyelid right before her toes hit my eyes or else I would not be able to see out my right eye. Much bleeding ensued and thus ended my olympic dreams. It is just the freckly-ness of Paul and his brother Morgan just make me think of myself and the fact that I pulled myself out because of some silly girls’ foot in my face. And yes, I go through this craziness every four years, and to tell you the truth…anytime I see a gymnastics event on tv. Sigh. Great little tidbit of Theresa knowledge that I am sure you didn’t even know about.
Changing gears, I miss my little bro. Weird huh…it isn’t like the situation has changed much. We are still in two totally different places. But him being at school, it is just weird while I am here at home. He’ll be alright though, I know it. That and he im’s me now and again to ask questions and what not. Sigh.
Well, I guess I am off, considering I have all of 30 minutes left here at work.
what a pretty sunset!
Oh my. Life is…so not how I pictured it would be.
Okay, this entry is a little bit different from my other posts. I suppose it will show my very odd musings over the past few days.
Life is moving so quickly in an odd sort of way. For those of you who really know me, you know that I really have had no direction in life. I could never see into my future. In no way can I, even now, profess what I would like to do, or where I would like to be in a year, 3 years, 5 years, 10 years. To which end, I see my future not painted in beautiful colors creating a wonderful canvas. On the contrary, it is quite a dark void space.
As if this were something wholly awful, I must say that I have been what one would call fortunate. This brings me to my next point. I have always at some point or another had a feeling, or instinct you might say, or even gut feeling, about whether things were going well. As of right now, I have this horrible notion in the pit of my stomach. Everything is not where it is supposed to be. This job, is not for me. Being at home is not where I am supposed to be. Everything is just…not right.
I know that I need to do something. I have competing, I guess you could call them, feelings, or maybe they aren’t competing at all. I realize I’m not where I should be. But I also feel like, there is something big that I should be doing. Some event that I should be a major part of. Yet with all this, I know not what it is, or where I should be. I am at such a loss, and state of confusion.
Ugh. Back to normal programming-> I went to mass this evening...very cute guy there. Yum yum yum. And such happiness with Paul Hamm winning gymnastics gold. Yum to the 4th power as I would say. Sigh.
I feel this is a great song…and you all should know it. It is written by Avril Lavigne and sung by Kelly Clarkson. Oh yes the humanity of Theresa liking a crazy pop song.
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray
Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I'd pray
I could break away
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky.
Make a wish, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away.
Out of the darkness and into the sun.
But I won't forget all the ones that I love.
I'll take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away
Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jetplane
Far away
And break away
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky.
Make a wish, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away.
Out of the darkness and into the sun.
I won't forget all the ones that I love.
I gotta take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away
Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging with revolving doors
Maybe I don’t know where they’ll take me but
Gotta keep movin on movin on
Fly away
Break away
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
Though it’s not easy to tell you goodbye
Take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away.
Out of the darkness and into the sun.
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away
Breakaway
Break away
Okay, this entry is a little bit different from my other posts. I suppose it will show my very odd musings over the past few days.
Life is moving so quickly in an odd sort of way. For those of you who really know me, you know that I really have had no direction in life. I could never see into my future. In no way can I, even now, profess what I would like to do, or where I would like to be in a year, 3 years, 5 years, 10 years. To which end, I see my future not painted in beautiful colors creating a wonderful canvas. On the contrary, it is quite a dark void space.
As if this were something wholly awful, I must say that I have been what one would call fortunate. This brings me to my next point. I have always at some point or another had a feeling, or instinct you might say, or even gut feeling, about whether things were going well. As of right now, I have this horrible notion in the pit of my stomach. Everything is not where it is supposed to be. This job, is not for me. Being at home is not where I am supposed to be. Everything is just…not right.
I know that I need to do something. I have competing, I guess you could call them, feelings, or maybe they aren’t competing at all. I realize I’m not where I should be. But I also feel like, there is something big that I should be doing. Some event that I should be a major part of. Yet with all this, I know not what it is, or where I should be. I am at such a loss, and state of confusion.
Ugh. Back to normal programming-> I went to mass this evening...very cute guy there. Yum yum yum. And such happiness with Paul Hamm winning gymnastics gold. Yum to the 4th power as I would say. Sigh.
I feel this is a great song…and you all should know it. It is written by Avril Lavigne and sung by Kelly Clarkson. Oh yes the humanity of Theresa liking a crazy pop song.
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray
Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I'd pray
I could break away
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky.
Make a wish, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away.
Out of the darkness and into the sun.
But I won't forget all the ones that I love.
I'll take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away
Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jetplane
Far away
And break away
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky.
Make a wish, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away.
Out of the darkness and into the sun.
I won't forget all the ones that I love.
I gotta take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away
Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging with revolving doors
Maybe I don’t know where they’ll take me but
Gotta keep movin on movin on
Fly away
Break away
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
Though it’s not easy to tell you goodbye
Take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away.
Out of the darkness and into the sun.
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk, take a chance,
Make a change, and break away
Breakaway
Break away
Only one more day of work this week
Alrighty…
The concert was such a trip. I feel so exhausted after the past couple of days but the concert was fun. Details, details, details are what follows.
Dana’s mom dropped her off at my work just a little after 5. So we hopped in my car, got on the Parkway, and in no time were at the PNC Bank Arts Center exit.
Warning: Apparently, I must have been sending out crazy signals to every frat boy, and 35-45 year old guy there. I have quite a way of attracting the wacko nut job crowd.
So I follow the people who are directing the parking to a spot. Not something uncommon. They direct me to an open spot between two cars. Well, the two cars are people who know each other…and they are all tailgating, hoping to save the spot for some other friends of theirs. These guys proceed to get in a yelling match with the parking dude over whether or not I should park there. They make me park there. The guys say they are going to make the time miserable there. Not much I could do then cause they closed off the rest of the parking area. Thank goodness the one guy’s girlfriend was like, hey guys…she’s only doing what they told her to do. She won’t get in the way.
So, Dana and I get out of the car…have some yummy sub sandwiches, mine was a meatball sub. Scrumdidiliumscious! Plus I got a little present…another Glow-In-The-Dark Condom. yeeeey. We, and when I say we, I mean Dana, inconspicuously, jotted down the guys license plates numbers in case my poor car had any damage to it when we got back.
We enter PNC with no problems. I call my mom just to let her know what was going on. We both decide a potty trip would be in order, and got on the super long line. Yuck, is all I have to say about that. I’d pay an extra 10 bucks if I could get someone to clean one of those toilets before I use it.
We make our way to our seats, which are super awesome although on the end of the row, under the covering. They had some DJ out playing songs. He wasn’t that great. Then our weird wacko nearby seat neighbors finally joined us in the surrounding rows.
Culprit number 1: About 40 year old guy…maybe a bit younger, came with either his wife or girlfriend. Drunk before the band really gets into things. Touches Dana’s…backside as he steps by us saying, “I love this stuff”. He gyrates (bad dancing) the rest of the way to his seat. About part of the way just at the start of John Mayer’s set he has to pass cause he…needs a beer. He grabs us both and says, “I love you guys. Do you want a beer? I’ll get you both a beer.” Dana and I exchange scared crazy glances, while both shaking our heads. “I’ll get you one beer and you two can split it.” We finally get up enough courage to tell him no thanks. The guy behind me, Culprit number 2 (more on him later), taps me on the shoulder after the guy 1 leaves and says, “Hey you should have gotten me the beer. Next time ask him for a beer and give it to me.” Back to guy 1, he comes back from getting his beer. He thanks us again for being so super awesome, and manages to dribble beer on the edge of Dana’s capri pants. Not cool. Halfway through the set, guess what happens, guy 1 needs to use the rest rooms. He comes past us again, this time saying, “You guys are good for not drinking beer. This is what it does to you.” Guy number 2 asks me why I didn’t ask him for a beer. Bah. Guy 1 comes back, this time with a cookie. “Hey take my cookie….no have a piece I swear.” I take a piece of cookie, just so that he would leave and go back to his seat, which he did. I, then after having to talk to guy number 2 about not getting a beer, proceed to drop the cookie inconspicuously on the ground. Who knows where that cookie has been. We managed to leave the concert before we had have any more encounters with guy number 1.
Culprit number 2: The guy…mid 20s sitting behind me. Loves John Mayer. Decides he is going to whistle whenever there was a lull in the screaming. First time makes me jump. Luckily he sees me do it, and apologizes. I ask him (wrong thing to do, don’t ever do this, cause then the feel the need to talk to you afterwards) to just tap me on the should before he does it so that I can stuff my fingers in my ears. His girlfriend was good and kept reminding him to do it before he whistled…not so bad. But yeah, no ear drums afterwards. Plus, all of his shenanigans dealing with guy number 1.
Culprit number 3: 50 some-odd year old lady, drunk, in heels. I needed to go to the bathroom. You would have thought after my first experience with the bathroom that I could just hold it and wait til we got back to Dana’s. NOPE. I’m almost finished in my stall, when there is a big splash from the stall next to me. I look down to see a knocked over beer cup, and hear, “Damnit, I spilt my beer!!” I look down and the bottom half of my pants were splotchy with beer stains. Yuck. She managed to actually get me from under the stall wall. Crazy, I know. No fun, by then both Dana and I had been attacked by beer.
So how was the concert you ask? It was good. Maroon 5 was great. John Mayer impressed me. He’s a very adept guitar player. So all in all a good show. We leave a tiny bit early…my car is fine, and it takes us about 20-30 minutes to get to Dana’s house.
That was our crazy adventure. I don’t think I missed anything. I can’t wait to go home from work, and maybe watch the men’s all around competition for gymnastics. oooo Paul Hamm, cute and freckly, like me!
Bye bye!
The concert was such a trip. I feel so exhausted after the past couple of days but the concert was fun. Details, details, details are what follows.
Dana’s mom dropped her off at my work just a little after 5. So we hopped in my car, got on the Parkway, and in no time were at the PNC Bank Arts Center exit.
Warning: Apparently, I must have been sending out crazy signals to every frat boy, and 35-45 year old guy there. I have quite a way of attracting the wacko nut job crowd.
So I follow the people who are directing the parking to a spot. Not something uncommon. They direct me to an open spot between two cars. Well, the two cars are people who know each other…and they are all tailgating, hoping to save the spot for some other friends of theirs. These guys proceed to get in a yelling match with the parking dude over whether or not I should park there. They make me park there. The guys say they are going to make the time miserable there. Not much I could do then cause they closed off the rest of the parking area. Thank goodness the one guy’s girlfriend was like, hey guys…she’s only doing what they told her to do. She won’t get in the way.
So, Dana and I get out of the car…have some yummy sub sandwiches, mine was a meatball sub. Scrumdidiliumscious! Plus I got a little present…another Glow-In-The-Dark Condom. yeeeey. We, and when I say we, I mean Dana, inconspicuously, jotted down the guys license plates numbers in case my poor car had any damage to it when we got back.
We enter PNC with no problems. I call my mom just to let her know what was going on. We both decide a potty trip would be in order, and got on the super long line. Yuck, is all I have to say about that. I’d pay an extra 10 bucks if I could get someone to clean one of those toilets before I use it.
We make our way to our seats, which are super awesome although on the end of the row, under the covering. They had some DJ out playing songs. He wasn’t that great. Then our weird wacko nearby seat neighbors finally joined us in the surrounding rows.
Culprit number 1: About 40 year old guy…maybe a bit younger, came with either his wife or girlfriend. Drunk before the band really gets into things. Touches Dana’s…backside as he steps by us saying, “I love this stuff”. He gyrates (bad dancing) the rest of the way to his seat. About part of the way just at the start of John Mayer’s set he has to pass cause he…needs a beer. He grabs us both and says, “I love you guys. Do you want a beer? I’ll get you both a beer.” Dana and I exchange scared crazy glances, while both shaking our heads. “I’ll get you one beer and you two can split it.” We finally get up enough courage to tell him no thanks. The guy behind me, Culprit number 2 (more on him later), taps me on the shoulder after the guy 1 leaves and says, “Hey you should have gotten me the beer. Next time ask him for a beer and give it to me.” Back to guy 1, he comes back from getting his beer. He thanks us again for being so super awesome, and manages to dribble beer on the edge of Dana’s capri pants. Not cool. Halfway through the set, guess what happens, guy 1 needs to use the rest rooms. He comes past us again, this time saying, “You guys are good for not drinking beer. This is what it does to you.” Guy number 2 asks me why I didn’t ask him for a beer. Bah. Guy 1 comes back, this time with a cookie. “Hey take my cookie….no have a piece I swear.” I take a piece of cookie, just so that he would leave and go back to his seat, which he did. I, then after having to talk to guy number 2 about not getting a beer, proceed to drop the cookie inconspicuously on the ground. Who knows where that cookie has been. We managed to leave the concert before we had have any more encounters with guy number 1.
Culprit number 2: The guy…mid 20s sitting behind me. Loves John Mayer. Decides he is going to whistle whenever there was a lull in the screaming. First time makes me jump. Luckily he sees me do it, and apologizes. I ask him (wrong thing to do, don’t ever do this, cause then the feel the need to talk to you afterwards) to just tap me on the should before he does it so that I can stuff my fingers in my ears. His girlfriend was good and kept reminding him to do it before he whistled…not so bad. But yeah, no ear drums afterwards. Plus, all of his shenanigans dealing with guy number 1.
Culprit number 3: 50 some-odd year old lady, drunk, in heels. I needed to go to the bathroom. You would have thought after my first experience with the bathroom that I could just hold it and wait til we got back to Dana’s. NOPE. I’m almost finished in my stall, when there is a big splash from the stall next to me. I look down to see a knocked over beer cup, and hear, “Damnit, I spilt my beer!!” I look down and the bottom half of my pants were splotchy with beer stains. Yuck. She managed to actually get me from under the stall wall. Crazy, I know. No fun, by then both Dana and I had been attacked by beer.
So how was the concert you ask? It was good. Maroon 5 was great. John Mayer impressed me. He’s a very adept guitar player. So all in all a good show. We leave a tiny bit early…my car is fine, and it takes us about 20-30 minutes to get to Dana’s house.
That was our crazy adventure. I don’t think I missed anything. I can’t wait to go home from work, and maybe watch the men’s all around competition for gymnastics. oooo Paul Hamm, cute and freckly, like me!
Bye bye!
early morning
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uber tired
So, yeah, work is quite a tad bit slower than usual. Go figure, since there are no students here to help. At least for the next 3 weeks I have Fridays off. yippeee!!!
Last weekend, I did nothing. I am the least exciting person in the world. Well, I did do some stuff, but nothing awe-inspiring.
I went to Target last Friday and picked up a whole slew of items that would soon become a care package for my brother. I feel kinda bad that I can't help him move in to VT, seeing as he helped me move in on several occasions. So I thought a super cool, huge care package in his mailbox would do that trick. I bought him a whole bunch of snacks, a dry erase board, rope lights, a blockbuster gift card, popcorn, an itunes gift card, a print out of his fall schedule (hourly, day by day business), a couple of disposable cameras, and a photo album of random pictures from disney to wedding to our grad party with some space for those pictures he takes with the cameras. Along with each item a wrote a little note from me. Like, "don't use the popcorn button on the microfridge cause it will set off the firealarm." I tried, but I am not the creative person that some other people are. So it's the best he is going to get.
The rest of the weekend I sat realizing that it was only a couple of days til the Maroon 5 concert.
So today in about a half hour or so, I get to meet up with Dana and we are going to head over to the Maroon 5 and John Mayer concert at the PNC Bank Arts Center. Yeey, outdoor concertness. Then I'll stay over Dana's house and then try to get to work on time tomorrow morning. Ugh the craziness. On thursday my parents and brother leave to make their way to Virginia, so I have run of the house, dog and everything else.
At least by tonight I have made it through the hump of the work week. Friday is a day off and then I can have some fun.
Ugh, I am sooooo tired, I'm almost falling asleep here at my desk, I guess I need to get a pick me up before I start driving. Damn me for staying up to watch the olympics. (I have a thing for gymnastics...men's gymnastics. sigh...Hamm brothers...yummy. maybe one day I'll tell my gripping tale of how I...bled my way out of the gymnastics world.)
Anyways, I'll catch ya later.
Last weekend, I did nothing. I am the least exciting person in the world. Well, I did do some stuff, but nothing awe-inspiring.
I went to Target last Friday and picked up a whole slew of items that would soon become a care package for my brother. I feel kinda bad that I can't help him move in to VT, seeing as he helped me move in on several occasions. So I thought a super cool, huge care package in his mailbox would do that trick. I bought him a whole bunch of snacks, a dry erase board, rope lights, a blockbuster gift card, popcorn, an itunes gift card, a print out of his fall schedule (hourly, day by day business), a couple of disposable cameras, and a photo album of random pictures from disney to wedding to our grad party with some space for those pictures he takes with the cameras. Along with each item a wrote a little note from me. Like, "don't use the popcorn button on the microfridge cause it will set off the firealarm." I tried, but I am not the creative person that some other people are. So it's the best he is going to get.
The rest of the weekend I sat realizing that it was only a couple of days til the Maroon 5 concert.
So today in about a half hour or so, I get to meet up with Dana and we are going to head over to the Maroon 5 and John Mayer concert at the PNC Bank Arts Center. Yeey, outdoor concertness. Then I'll stay over Dana's house and then try to get to work on time tomorrow morning. Ugh the craziness. On thursday my parents and brother leave to make their way to Virginia, so I have run of the house, dog and everything else.
At least by tonight I have made it through the hump of the work week. Friday is a day off and then I can have some fun.
Ugh, I am sooooo tired, I'm almost falling asleep here at my desk, I guess I need to get a pick me up before I start driving. Damn me for staying up to watch the olympics. (I have a thing for gymnastics...men's gymnastics. sigh...Hamm brothers...yummy. maybe one day I'll tell my gripping tale of how I...bled my way out of the gymnastics world.)
Anyways, I'll catch ya later.
I could just fall right to sleep…
Well, I am at work, again. Not too much to do. Not that I am complaining or anything crazy like that. I just feel like I lack energy to do much of anything. But there is a perfectly good reason for that.
So what does that mean…It is story time.
This past Thursday I had off from work. It was a good thing too since I woke up with a massive migraine headache and a very tiny squeaky voice. So I spent most of the day asleep, or popping sudafeds and excedrins in my mouth. That evening was the rehearsal dinner for the wedding. It was a nice evening out. I got to meet all of the groomsmen and the groom’s mom. Everyone else I knew or had seen before. I got a nice bottle of wine out of the deal for my anticipated helping out with the wedding.
Friday- I left my house and drove over to Colts Neck to have my TB test read. I am all clear. No TB for Theresa. I continued on to work. Didn’t do anything super stressful. I was able to finagle my way to get out a little early. I drove quickly home so that I could change and beautify myself. I work the typical little black dress, and I did my own hair. Well, I had a little help from my mom. I looked good. Still felt sick, but I had my duty to do. I showed up at the church around the same time the groom and the groomsmen got there. My job, I didn’t choose to accept it, was to greet people as then entered and hand them programs. At the end of the wedding, I was supposed to stand at the end of the receiving line with rose petals and have guests take them to toss at the bride and groom. I had a lot of fun with the guys….reminding them groom’s guests go on the right and bride’s guests go on the left, pinning several of them with corsages. Without injury I might add. They were all very cute and handsome. :::sigh::: The wedding was beautiful. It went off without too much of a hitch. Some minor things happened, but that is to be expected. The reception was at the Forsgate Country Club. Was pretty, but I don’t think I would like my reception there, if I ever get married. At the reception, I met up with all of the Pic’s, saw Joe, who I haven’t seen in years. Joe and I are 2 weeks apart in age. We used to hang out all the time cause the Pic’s, the Slic’s and my family all used to live on the same block. Way back in the day, my dad and Mr. Pic used to constantly make comments on how Joe and I would end up getting married one day. Haha, we hardly even talk now. My brother talked more to Joe than I did at the reception. I also got to hang out with all of the Normants. Kimmy and her husband Bobby, who I had never met before, were a riot. She and I get along really well. We had so much fun just dancing and drinking. Our table was right by one of the open bars. I did get to sit next to Michael (yes, him from about 20 posts ago), he is Kimmy’s brother. We chatted. It was nice. I haven’t talked to a guy in ages from what I remember. Good change of pace. Mr. Normant came over to me later in the evening and said…we’ll be seeing you soon during a daddy daughter dance. What does everyone else know that I don’t??? Even my parents were like…oooo you get to see Michael again. Yes, the pairing would make loads of people happy, I am sure. But that won’t happen anytime soon. Especially when Michael would watch Joe’s sister Chrissy, she was the maid of honor, and then proceed to comment about her to me. The food was alright, even though it was served at 11:15 at night. Throughout the evening I slowly lost my voice. That was fun.
I slept most of the day on Saturday, to only wake up with no voice. At least I didn’t have the migraine headache. Sunday was more of the same, trying to swallow, have no voice, and feeling congested. Monday I showed up to work. Finally, I broke down and called my doctor for an appointment. I crashed my brother’s board game playing evening by telling his friends to be quiet while I tried to go to bed early. This morning I went to the doctor. I have a sinus infection, cause for all of my pain and agony of the past 5 days.
What did I learn- Don’t wait five days to go to the doctor if you have something wrong with you, it will only make you miserable until you do. My colleagues at work are great, easygoing people who are willing to switch their schedules around if you aren’t feeling well, or have some big events going on in your life. In the tiny lovelife corner of my brain, I’ve noticed, it doesn’t matter where I go, what type of clothes I wear, or how good my hair looks, I will always be second to some other girl in the room. Even if I am the only gal in the room, it is assured that a dog, cat or other animal will get more attention then I will.
If anyone has any time Friday or Saturday and would like to hang out, I would love to have something to do with my nonexistent life.
So what does that mean…It is story time.
This past Thursday I had off from work. It was a good thing too since I woke up with a massive migraine headache and a very tiny squeaky voice. So I spent most of the day asleep, or popping sudafeds and excedrins in my mouth. That evening was the rehearsal dinner for the wedding. It was a nice evening out. I got to meet all of the groomsmen and the groom’s mom. Everyone else I knew or had seen before. I got a nice bottle of wine out of the deal for my anticipated helping out with the wedding.
Friday- I left my house and drove over to Colts Neck to have my TB test read. I am all clear. No TB for Theresa. I continued on to work. Didn’t do anything super stressful. I was able to finagle my way to get out a little early. I drove quickly home so that I could change and beautify myself. I work the typical little black dress, and I did my own hair. Well, I had a little help from my mom. I looked good. Still felt sick, but I had my duty to do. I showed up at the church around the same time the groom and the groomsmen got there. My job, I didn’t choose to accept it, was to greet people as then entered and hand them programs. At the end of the wedding, I was supposed to stand at the end of the receiving line with rose petals and have guests take them to toss at the bride and groom. I had a lot of fun with the guys….reminding them groom’s guests go on the right and bride’s guests go on the left, pinning several of them with corsages. Without injury I might add. They were all very cute and handsome. :::sigh::: The wedding was beautiful. It went off without too much of a hitch. Some minor things happened, but that is to be expected. The reception was at the Forsgate Country Club. Was pretty, but I don’t think I would like my reception there, if I ever get married. At the reception, I met up with all of the Pic’s, saw Joe, who I haven’t seen in years. Joe and I are 2 weeks apart in age. We used to hang out all the time cause the Pic’s, the Slic’s and my family all used to live on the same block. Way back in the day, my dad and Mr. Pic used to constantly make comments on how Joe and I would end up getting married one day. Haha, we hardly even talk now. My brother talked more to Joe than I did at the reception. I also got to hang out with all of the Normants. Kimmy and her husband Bobby, who I had never met before, were a riot. She and I get along really well. We had so much fun just dancing and drinking. Our table was right by one of the open bars. I did get to sit next to Michael (yes, him from about 20 posts ago), he is Kimmy’s brother. We chatted. It was nice. I haven’t talked to a guy in ages from what I remember. Good change of pace. Mr. Normant came over to me later in the evening and said…we’ll be seeing you soon during a daddy daughter dance. What does everyone else know that I don’t??? Even my parents were like…oooo you get to see Michael again. Yes, the pairing would make loads of people happy, I am sure. But that won’t happen anytime soon. Especially when Michael would watch Joe’s sister Chrissy, she was the maid of honor, and then proceed to comment about her to me. The food was alright, even though it was served at 11:15 at night. Throughout the evening I slowly lost my voice. That was fun.
I slept most of the day on Saturday, to only wake up with no voice. At least I didn’t have the migraine headache. Sunday was more of the same, trying to swallow, have no voice, and feeling congested. Monday I showed up to work. Finally, I broke down and called my doctor for an appointment. I crashed my brother’s board game playing evening by telling his friends to be quiet while I tried to go to bed early. This morning I went to the doctor. I have a sinus infection, cause for all of my pain and agony of the past 5 days.
What did I learn- Don’t wait five days to go to the doctor if you have something wrong with you, it will only make you miserable until you do. My colleagues at work are great, easygoing people who are willing to switch their schedules around if you aren’t feeling well, or have some big events going on in your life. In the tiny lovelife corner of my brain, I’ve noticed, it doesn’t matter where I go, what type of clothes I wear, or how good my hair looks, I will always be second to some other girl in the room. Even if I am the only gal in the room, it is assured that a dog, cat or other animal will get more attention then I will.
If anyone has any time Friday or Saturday and would like to hang out, I would love to have something to do with my nonexistent life.
Quick
I just wanted to quickly say hello. The wedding...was well an experience. It gave me a lot to think about. Like, If i ever found the right person, how I would like my guests to experience the whole shin dig. I suppose it was fun to dress up up...but then again, I'm not a dressy up sort of gal. Got to see a whole bunch of people I haven't seen in a while. I need to seriously sit down and type of the details before you all get any sort of story.
Blah. Catch ya laters.
Blah. Catch ya laters.
What a week!
Wow. It seems that I have loads to tell. I haven’t left an update in a while. I suppose I should start at the beginning then.
Sunday was the bachelorette party. We all went out for a dinner cruise on the Cornucopia. Pretty much a big boat with several levels and lots of tables. The boat set off from Perth Amboy and made it’s way up to the Statue of Liberty and back. I can’t believe that I haven’t seen the Lady in such a long time. She is so beautiful. Anyways, the party, that is the important thing. The boat was supposed to leave at 5:30. Apparently they know I am on the boat so we don’t get going until about 6:15. Consequently, we don’t make it back to the dock until 11:30. *We originally were supposed to get back at 10:30.* OH well. The boat had good food, and a little band. So we all got up to dance at one point or another. As everyone knows, I don’t do shots. Well, seeing as it was a special occasion, I decided to change the past. I had my first shot. A Jolly Rancher shot to be exact. Quite yummy.
Then Monday rolled around. That meant my first day of work. It went by pretty quickly. Everyone here seems to be really nice. I was uber nervous…actually I am still uber nervous…but it is lessening. At least I can finally sleep more than an hour and a half at a time. When I made it back from work, a bbq was cooking at the house. YEY burgers.
Tuesday was much of the same. An attempt at trying to settle everything from my stomach to my brain. I got home, ate, showered and went to bed…all by 11. crazy.
Today, I went in later, due to the fact I needed to get a physical and a TB test done. Plus I am staying late. *I am writing this as I speak, here in the Math Lab.* Late means 9pm, or in other words…closing shop time. But luckily, I have tomorrow off. It is the rehearsal dinner for the wedding, which is on Friday. Friday’s schedule will be crazy…but I would rather it be crazy then me sit around the house not doing anything. Friday- I head back to the doctor’s to get my test read, then to work from 10-1:30, drive home, get myself the girliest I have been in months, head over to the church at 3:30. Be handing out programs at the door of the church. Then wedding time. Then, a fun wedding reception afterwards. By Saturday, I believe I will be passed out on my bed. Don’t try to wake me. I’ll probably curse your grandkid’s grandkids by that point. But it is all in the name of fun.
Speaking of fun: On August 17th, I am meeting up with the Danish to go see John Mayer and Maroon 5 at PNC Bank Arts Center. Wahoo. Thank goodness I am done with work at 5pm cause the concert starts at 7. Plus I am not to far away from the place while I am here at BCC.
Other fun: I’m definitely going to visit Suzer, Crystal, and Hester by the end of September. I might go down Sept 4 or something like that. But I’ll definitely visit again after that. I’m not sure when. Depends on what weekends my family has tickets to the Rutgers football games. Yeey, football!
Becks- I am sorry to hear about Grammy Sinclair. Though I did not know her, I felt I did through you. If you need anything let me know.
Suzer- Congrats on officially getting into West Chester. Hurrah!
That is all for now. I almost can stand looking at this computer screen anymore.
Sunday was the bachelorette party. We all went out for a dinner cruise on the Cornucopia. Pretty much a big boat with several levels and lots of tables. The boat set off from Perth Amboy and made it’s way up to the Statue of Liberty and back. I can’t believe that I haven’t seen the Lady in such a long time. She is so beautiful. Anyways, the party, that is the important thing. The boat was supposed to leave at 5:30. Apparently they know I am on the boat so we don’t get going until about 6:15. Consequently, we don’t make it back to the dock until 11:30. *We originally were supposed to get back at 10:30.* OH well. The boat had good food, and a little band. So we all got up to dance at one point or another. As everyone knows, I don’t do shots. Well, seeing as it was a special occasion, I decided to change the past. I had my first shot. A Jolly Rancher shot to be exact. Quite yummy.
Then Monday rolled around. That meant my first day of work. It went by pretty quickly. Everyone here seems to be really nice. I was uber nervous…actually I am still uber nervous…but it is lessening. At least I can finally sleep more than an hour and a half at a time. When I made it back from work, a bbq was cooking at the house. YEY burgers.
Tuesday was much of the same. An attempt at trying to settle everything from my stomach to my brain. I got home, ate, showered and went to bed…all by 11. crazy.
Today, I went in later, due to the fact I needed to get a physical and a TB test done. Plus I am staying late. *I am writing this as I speak, here in the Math Lab.* Late means 9pm, or in other words…closing shop time. But luckily, I have tomorrow off. It is the rehearsal dinner for the wedding, which is on Friday. Friday’s schedule will be crazy…but I would rather it be crazy then me sit around the house not doing anything. Friday- I head back to the doctor’s to get my test read, then to work from 10-1:30, drive home, get myself the girliest I have been in months, head over to the church at 3:30. Be handing out programs at the door of the church. Then wedding time. Then, a fun wedding reception afterwards. By Saturday, I believe I will be passed out on my bed. Don’t try to wake me. I’ll probably curse your grandkid’s grandkids by that point. But it is all in the name of fun.
Speaking of fun: On August 17th, I am meeting up with the Danish to go see John Mayer and Maroon 5 at PNC Bank Arts Center. Wahoo. Thank goodness I am done with work at 5pm cause the concert starts at 7. Plus I am not to far away from the place while I am here at BCC.
Other fun: I’m definitely going to visit Suzer, Crystal, and Hester by the end of September. I might go down Sept 4 or something like that. But I’ll definitely visit again after that. I’m not sure when. Depends on what weekends my family has tickets to the Rutgers football games. Yeey, football!
Becks- I am sorry to hear about Grammy Sinclair. Though I did not know her, I felt I did through you. If you need anything let me know.
Suzer- Congrats on officially getting into West Chester. Hurrah!
That is all for now. I almost can stand looking at this computer screen anymore.
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