So I really should be in bed right now since I have an early class, but before I do I have to get a few things off my chest. It's probably going to be a long post, I'm sorry and please, brace yourself.

First off, friday was about the smartest and best thing I could have done with this weekend. I cannot explain to you the difference it makes to have the majority of your homework done before you even start out the next two days. Nothing looming over your head for sunday.

( ultimate, birthdays, and my semi-whorishness stress )

Anywho, me and JF decided to take a break and where just talking by this fountain when we saw this girl/woman (college student age) taking a mini photo shoot with this wicked sweet twin lens camera. After a couple minutes, she came up to us and asked me to be in her shoot! I mean, I definately didn't do anything, I just helped hold up the props on the model and was probably awkwardly in the picture, but it was still wicked fun and a really sweet experience. She said I will have to sign a model release for being in her photographs, and asked me if I wanted to model for her again sometime! It was totally surreal.

Then later I came back and went to dinner at my aunt's house. Which was absolutely AMAZING. Found out my grandma is more in shape than I am (she rode nineteen miles on her BIKE today!). Saw my cousin and her cute little baby. Then I came back and threw and had a movie night with some of the frisbee boys. We watched scary movie, which I guess from a guy standpoint is hilarious, but for some reason, I don't find that humor funny. Same with Super Bad. But everyone else had a great time. And of course, AC left early, so it was just me and OR walking back from the dorms. Great. He's not a bad kid at all - he's super nice and I don't mind being friends with him, but I'm fairly certain he has a crush on me and he freaking is ALWAYS around and kind of possessive in a way. It's driving me completely insane. But I don't want to be mean to him, because he is nice and my friend. UHHHHH.............. I don't know how to deal with guys at all. Crap.


wow. this post was completely insane. I need to figure out how to do these post cuts.

I feel so incredibly accomplished today, it's almost insane. I used to be the last person you'd expect to get homework done ahead of time. I was always the one you'd see writing an essay or studying at four in the morning in the student center. I don't know, maybe it's because I had a crappy job this summer and now see the value of my education, or I just finally learned good study skills, or I'm just so busy that I just have learned to get things done, but the fact is things ARE getting done.

Today was friday, so my last class got out before one. I ate lunch, went and saw my professor about a paper, then I came back and rewrote/finished it, then I did some spanish homework, read for photography, finished a 2-D project, went to the gallery opening, and ate dinner with a friend. All this before 7. Basically, this was my first FRIDAY ever being an overachiever. I feel like I'll worry less this weekend, although I still have a huge photography and economics project to do. bleehhh...

Also, tonight I hung out with two girls I'm just starting to know, they're new transfers, but they're so cute. We just hung out and watched a mockumentary (Waiting for Guffman) and it was so much fun! Hopefully I'll get to see more of them. I love meeting new people!

Have you ever had one of those days were you just feel bad for no reason? Today's one of those days. It actually started out really good, but then after I spent two hours in the darkroom now I just feel like crap. I look ugly, I'm stupid, I'll never get all my homework done, I'm horrible at practice, I'm out of shape in general, no one wants to be my friend, I'm tired of my friends, I miss my friends at home and the ones who transferred. Just in general I feel tired and crappy, and I feel bad that I'm mean about my friends, but I'm tired of them too. I'm just so tired of everything.

So my angsty rant? Problem solved! Although my friend punked out and never called, this really sweet transfer down the hall invited me and my roomie out with her, and it was hella fun and just what I needed. Today I had a great workout session with my suitemate, and we had a lot of fun (we even ventured down into the guy part of the gym: the lifting area lol.)

And then tonight was girls night out so we went and ate at a Thai place with AMAZING sushi. Ahhhh... love. And then ice cream, yum! Later, I hung out with my frisbee boys, and a girl I met at orientation last year (whom I loved but never got to hang out with) was there, so that so much fun to reconnect with her. One of my friends got insanely trashed though, and I hope he's going to be okay. He doesn't drink usually at all, but when he drinks he usually goes at it. Tonight was unfortunately one of those nights... poor kid. After that, we all got basically kicked out, I walked down to the village and I hung out with some of the music majors who were watching the Devil Wears Prada and I played with legos... YES!


Sorry, this post really blows, but I just wanted to let you know that everything turned out great, I'm not hating at the world, but now I really really need to go to bed so I can possibly wake up at nine like I'm supposed to.

I'm feeling so anti-social and antsy. My friends and I do the same freaking things every weekend and this year it's going to completely piss me off. Right now I'm being anti-social (at least for the moment) and hanging in my room on a friday night like a loser. I want to go and be wild and crazy, BUT IT'S NOT FREAkING HAPPENING. I called my friend to let me know if anythings going on tonight, but apparently so far nothing since he hasn't called me, which is a complete bum. Gahh... I want to make new friends, but my life sucks.

It actually isn't all that bad, but I've been cooped up all this week and I want to make another group of friends. In high school I hung out with a bunch of all different kinds of people, and now I just hang out with one type, and that drives me a bit crazy. It's just so hard since I'm not a likkle freshie anymore. Actually, it's really not all that different but it's still hard.

I think I'll go play poker with the usual suspects, but Danny better freaking call me with something better to do or I'll die.

Heya.... first week of classes and I've already had two quizzes. What great times. BUT I only have three classes tomorrow so I get out at like 12:30. YES! Here's a hell yeah to fridays.

But oh my god. So I play club ultimate (frisbee) and I am so completely out of shape. First practice was tuesday and I'm pretty certain I almost died. Second practice was tonight, and I almost died all over again, except this time it was a bit more painful. And now apparently they want me to run like three miles or some crap. I do not do track; I do not RUN. The one time I ran was senior year and it took me 15 minutes to run a mile and a half. There is no way in the name of all that is possible that I am going to go running at six freaking AM with a bunch of long-legged boy track stars. And that's all I'll rant about for now.

Good news; the girl population of the team is picking up! Out of like the 30 or so kids on the team that came last semester, 3 were girls. Freshman day today, there was seven! EXCITING! Although I was still pretty much the slowest and worst of the lot. Too bad you can't practice by yourself. I like to work on my own and the impress people with my mad skillz. Unfortunately, a disc doesn't really toss itself back. Lol. So much for positive. I'll try better next time when I don't have 20 pages of Plato to read and really absurdly need a shower.

Ciao Bellas.

Thanks for the well-wishers loves. Sorry I was a bit out of it last night. Lolllll.... anywho, I need to get this of my chest before I get into the whole wisdom teeth/transferring friend ramblings that I had last night.

I just finished watching the movie Stranger Than Fiction and it just refired my desire to write a book. For some inexplicable reason, since I can remember remembering, I've wanted to write one. Something about being able to create a whole world, breath life into words on a page to make believable characters. And then, like in stranger than fiction, have the whole world just wrap and fit together so completely and unpredictably perfect. I just love that. How his whole world was based on pattern and the one almost insignificant detail that changed everything was something that both ruined and saved him. it was so poetic, and the character was so real. Now, I know it was jsut a movie (not really a book at all) but have you ever felt that way about stories? How amazing it is for an author to be able to see this whole other universe and group of people who don't exist except in her mind and words? I just think that is...beyond words, both the talent to see that other world and then also to share it with this one. incredible. that's it for my hopelessly hopeful rant.

So I got my wisdom teeth out. It's not as bad as I dreaded, but it still feels as if I had been clenching my jaw all day...or for the past two really. I can't really eat solid foods, so that's been fun. No, really! I've been experimenting with smoothies, and I found this really neat tea one that's absolutely delectable. YUM! Although, eventually being able to eat my mother's unblended cooking will be nice. But I just saw my friend at the movie store today (renting stranger than fiction actually) and he got his out two days before me! Unfortunately he didn't spare me and told me tomorrow's going to be the worst day of the rest of my toothless life. Great, just great. Bring on the narcotics!

got my wisdom teeth out yesterday morning. wasn't as bad as I thought. watched rush hour three today with friends, btu I couldn't laugh really well, so that was hard. i'll probably watch it again sometime. good movie. i'm swelled like a freaking balloon. i'm hurting a bit. eaten jello, ice cream and pasta all day. my brother bought pizza but I couldn't eat it, saddest day of my life. hahaha... okay. I'm going to pop to vicodens and then go to bed. planning on trying out the beach tomorrow. no more work! woooo found out a friend is probably transferring to another school. two friends down. a bit sad, but i think she'll be happy. hopefully she's not doing it just because she broke up with her boyfriend (i think). and poor lainy. all alone in a apartment with strangers. god. sorry, I'll post more when i'm not delirious and i make sense again. kat, youll be fine!

So... I'm going to ignore the fact that I haven't posted in a year and just pretend I've been a good girl like everyone else. hahaha... tag to kat for her push.

So I've decided to stay an art major. at least for the moment anyway. hahaha... I've been flip-floping all year between psych and art. At the beginning of the summer I was so sure I was going to do psych, and now at the end of it with ONLY FIFETEEN DAYS LEFT (!!!!) of vacation I'm positive I'm going to be an art major now. Oh Colleen. I guess we'll see how it goes. So, much sucky schedule goes as such (please note the sucky times and wednesday):

MWF:
9:30-10:20 Philosophy
10:30-11:20 Spanish 301
11:20-12:20 Macro Economics
MW:
4-6:30 Photography
W:
1:30-3:30 Freshman Art Seminar
TR:
1:30-4 Two-Dimensional Design
T:
6-9:15 E Plurbis Unum

What fun next semester's going to be! Hahaha... But seriously, why are college text books so FREAKING EXPENSIVE! There is no way I can afford the $600 I need to pay for all these books. And you know at the book store the most I'll get back at the end of the semester is $250, and even that might be optimistic. Last semester they wouldn't take three of my books back. Yes, please Xavier, rip off your poor (literally) little students. Great plan.

Ewww... on Tuesday I'm getting my wisdom teeth out, I'm terrified! Seriously, I have no clue why I'm so scared. Thank god for the vicaden pill they give you, or I probably wouldn't go at all. Oh god. I hope I live through this and not be one of those freak cases that die under the sedative or lose feeling in half of their face.

Yesterday was pretty much awsome. It all started with a shirt. It's pretty sweet, I have to say. Delias and on sale, green (which happens to be one of my favorite colors) and sweet little toy soldiers on them. The point is that this shirt is hella tight in all possible ways, and yesterday was my first time wearing it.

The day started out with me getting a full 8 hours of sleep, and then going to the mailcenter and picking up a package. Not only was it a package, but it loaded up with chocolate. Dark Hot Chocolate mix, and a bar of 70% and 60% chocolate!!! That is completely heavenly stuff right there.

Then I checked my email, and it's my teacher saying an essay that I thought was due that day was postponed until 5pm the next day. Score! (I hadn't done the paper). Then I had a couple hours to study for Spanish, and the final wasn't completely destuctive. After the test, I went to the student center, and before me in line getting a Subway was a basketball player.

A little bit of background; we don't have a football team at my school, so the basketball team is pretty much the shit. You can always tell who's on the team by the number of feet they tower over you. Unquestioned facts: They rule the school. They are gods.

And so before me in line was a starting basketball player. I was doing my thing, standing in line, ordering food, and trying to stare completely straight ahead of me. And then as the dude is paying, he turns to me and asks me what I'm getting...AND BUYS MY SUBWAY FOR ME! Of course, I'm a bit of a retard, so all I say is "umm... thank you!" instead of something witty like, "besides my bill, would you like to take my number too?". And all the people behind the Subway counter are just looking at my pityingly as mr.(super!)tall-dark-sporty-and-handsome walks off with a wave of his hand.

...And then that night there was free Death By Chocolate cake! That shirt had to be lucky.