And all my thoughts like the garbage in the corner
that I keep forgetting to take out.
11.29.2009
http://s0.ilike.com/play#Greg+Laswell:How+The+Day+Sounds:70196787:s26984146.9504023.1954568.0.2.96%2Cstd_5afad25f5f664070b7ab10bd73f4c58c
check out this song: How the Day Sounds by Greg Laswell. It's interesting.
Who would've ever known it could be this easy
Oh, I was a long, long way off
And just like that it's over
Everything that I knew of love
I was a long, long way off
And I think I like how the day sounds
Like how the day sounds through this new song
Thank you for opening the window
The sky is clear as my mind is now
I was a long, long way off
Join me in welcoming the sun in
It's much brighter than the night I hid in
I was a long, long way off
And I think I like how the day sounds
Like how the day sounds through this new song
From a long way down
Yeah, it's well worth the time that it's taken to get here now
Yeah, it's well worth the time that it's taken to get here now
So go ahead and bang a gong
Nothing can drown out the sound of the whisper of my love
And I think I like how the day sounds through this new song
And the lines have all been drawn
I know where I belong, where I belong
Oh, won't you sing along?
Oh my love, won't you sing along?
check out this song: How the Day Sounds by Greg Laswell. It's interesting.
Who would've ever known it could be this easy
Oh, I was a long, long way off
And just like that it's over
Everything that I knew of love
I was a long, long way off
And I think I like how the day sounds
Like how the day sounds through this new song
Thank you for opening the window
The sky is clear as my mind is now
I was a long, long way off
Join me in welcoming the sun in
It's much brighter than the night I hid in
I was a long, long way off
And I think I like how the day sounds
Like how the day sounds through this new song
From a long way down
Yeah, it's well worth the time that it's taken to get here now
Yeah, it's well worth the time that it's taken to get here now
So go ahead and bang a gong
Nothing can drown out the sound of the whisper of my love
And I think I like how the day sounds through this new song
And the lines have all been drawn
I know where I belong, where I belong
Oh, won't you sing along?
Oh my love, won't you sing along?
Post Thanksgiving Resolutions
Well...its that time of year again... Post Thanksgiving Resolutions. Just kidding...I dont really know anyone who does those. Well, I will.
My resolution is to write more blog entries.
This is for you, my faithful few readers.
My resolution is to write more blog entries.
This is for you, my faithful few readers.
11.19.2009
Story for Allison
Okay. Here is a new post. I asked my fellow blogger, (www.gatos-muertos.blogspot.com) to help me. She gave me seven words. Here they are:
kittens
slime
burnt popcorn
ukulele
flavored water
wild turkey
a tractor driving along the road causing road rage
And I made her a story:
Once upon a time, a wild turkey was driving a tractor along the edge of the road. His name was Peter Basket, and he was on the way to water his corn farm. While driving, he wasn’t watching where he was going, and kept swerving into oncoming traffic, causing beeping and road rage. When he finally got to his farm, he had a brilliant idea. He would water his corn with flavored water, and make the corn grow in different flavors. He tried raspberry water first, and when his crops grew, he picked them and sold them to the family of kittens that lived down the road. They decided to make popcorn out of the raspberry corn he sold them, and while it was cooking, they played with the slime they had bought at the dollar store earlier that day while they listened to their new cd, filled with ukulele music. They got so caught up in listening and playing that they forgot all about their popcorn, that is, until they smelled it burning.
They ran into the kitchen and pulled the popcorn out of the fire (they didn’t have a microwave) and then hesitantly tried it to see if it was okay. It was, thankfully. Only the kernels on the bottom had burnt. Then they ate it. The end. (oh, and in case you were wondering, yes, the popcorn was raspberry flavored.)
kittens
slime
burnt popcorn
ukulele
flavored water
wild turkey
a tractor driving along the road causing road rage
And I made her a story:
Once upon a time, a wild turkey was driving a tractor along the edge of the road. His name was Peter Basket, and he was on the way to water his corn farm. While driving, he wasn’t watching where he was going, and kept swerving into oncoming traffic, causing beeping and road rage. When he finally got to his farm, he had a brilliant idea. He would water his corn with flavored water, and make the corn grow in different flavors. He tried raspberry water first, and when his crops grew, he picked them and sold them to the family of kittens that lived down the road. They decided to make popcorn out of the raspberry corn he sold them, and while it was cooking, they played with the slime they had bought at the dollar store earlier that day while they listened to their new cd, filled with ukulele music. They got so caught up in listening and playing that they forgot all about their popcorn, that is, until they smelled it burning.
They ran into the kitchen and pulled the popcorn out of the fire (they didn’t have a microwave) and then hesitantly tried it to see if it was okay. It was, thankfully. Only the kernels on the bottom had burnt. Then they ate it. The end. (oh, and in case you were wondering, yes, the popcorn was raspberry flavored.)
11.09.2009
11.04.2009
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING MAY CONTAIN RELIGOUS REVELATIONS AND MAY SCARE YOU
So...im just going to rant and yell and stuff for a while, basically stream of conciousness stuff. This stuff is personal, and related to God and religion and belief and my own issues, and I really don't mind if you read it but if you would rather not, thats cool too.
I have always had a lot of trust issues when it comes to religion. In general, in life, tend to be a little, um...controlling? is that the right word? Basically I just always want to make sure that things turn out okay. I love taking care of other people, and having people depend on me and all that jazz. But when it comes to relying on others....I think that is one of my weakest points. ( I know guys, im gonna get deep here).
Not that I dont trust people. I do. Really. I would trust a lot of people I know with my life. Anyways, I'm getting off topic here. I've always had that same sort of relationship with God...and it's never really worked for me. In my own life I've seen too many people get hurt by uncontrollable forces...Im not going to get into detail, but suffice it to say, it happened. I always have found it hard to believe that God would allow that. How could I trust someone with my own life who I believed had let down so many people I know, and even myself at some point. Gradually, over the years, I've, excuse me here....God has allowed me to overcome that, and has helped me see through that, see the positive from the negative. I know we don't always know his plans or how they will turn out. Then something happens again. It always does. Things will ALWAYS continue to happen. Things will sometimes turn out bad. Each time my trust falters a little bit, and each time my view of God changes a bit. I have lately begun to believe that if I was truly searching for the truth about religion, I would be okay. How could I be condemned for trying to know what the truth was? As a result of this, I was never able to grasp hold of what I really believed. I would change it according to what I needed it to be at the time.
Seeing a lot of "I's" mentioned here? Me too. Turns out, thats not the way it's supposed to go.We are imperfect.
Why would I trust in myself? I mess up all the time! That right there is putting my faith in something unstable that WILL NOT support me. Why would I want to put faith in MYSELF when there is someone else out there to put it into? So, today, after my class was cancelled, I was walking along the street outside, confused and thinking about all of this. ( The main thought running through my head was"how on earth am I supposed to trust?") when a verse popped into my head that I had read on a friend's facebook earlier. " BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD"
So I was. Still. I just stopped thinking. I realized that I know what the truth is. God is there. He keeps pushing me towards him, always. I can never escape, and I don't want to. I may have to battle though things in dealing with it, but I KNOW what is true.
That is all.
I have always had a lot of trust issues when it comes to religion. In general, in life, tend to be a little, um...controlling? is that the right word? Basically I just always want to make sure that things turn out okay. I love taking care of other people, and having people depend on me and all that jazz. But when it comes to relying on others....I think that is one of my weakest points. ( I know guys, im gonna get deep here).
Not that I dont trust people. I do. Really. I would trust a lot of people I know with my life. Anyways, I'm getting off topic here. I've always had that same sort of relationship with God...and it's never really worked for me. In my own life I've seen too many people get hurt by uncontrollable forces...Im not going to get into detail, but suffice it to say, it happened. I always have found it hard to believe that God would allow that. How could I trust someone with my own life who I believed had let down so many people I know, and even myself at some point. Gradually, over the years, I've, excuse me here....God has allowed me to overcome that, and has helped me see through that, see the positive from the negative. I know we don't always know his plans or how they will turn out. Then something happens again. It always does. Things will ALWAYS continue to happen. Things will sometimes turn out bad. Each time my trust falters a little bit, and each time my view of God changes a bit. I have lately begun to believe that if I was truly searching for the truth about religion, I would be okay. How could I be condemned for trying to know what the truth was? As a result of this, I was never able to grasp hold of what I really believed. I would change it according to what I needed it to be at the time.
Seeing a lot of "I's" mentioned here? Me too. Turns out, thats not the way it's supposed to go.We are imperfect.
Why would I trust in myself? I mess up all the time! That right there is putting my faith in something unstable that WILL NOT support me. Why would I want to put faith in MYSELF when there is someone else out there to put it into? So, today, after my class was cancelled, I was walking along the street outside, confused and thinking about all of this. ( The main thought running through my head was"how on earth am I supposed to trust?") when a verse popped into my head that I had read on a friend's facebook earlier. " BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD"
So I was. Still. I just stopped thinking. I realized that I know what the truth is. God is there. He keeps pushing me towards him, always. I can never escape, and I don't want to. I may have to battle though things in dealing with it, but I KNOW what is true.
That is all.
9.26.2009
Randomness
Hey, if you are bored, which is probably why you are reading this blog in the first place, you should watch this video: http://www.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=fe8dac8ea404308c4068
It is absolutely hysterical.
It is absolutely hysterical.
9.21.2009
Top 10 Reasons Why College is Fun
1. Because on the way back from the gym, when you're in a really good mood because of endorphins, your suitemate will turn to you and say "this is so corny, but I am always so happy after excercise."And you will say "I always think of that line from Legally Blonde where she says "excersise makes creates endoprhins. Endorphins make people happy. Happy people just dont kill their husbands." And she will know exactly what you are talking about and completely agree. And then when you get back to your dorm, your roommates will agree as well and will write it on the whiteboard on our door.
2. Because as I type this, I can yell to my roommate, who is sitting on the couch "how do you spell excercise?"
3. Because there is a two story bookstore on Main Street.
4. Because you can get out of the shower and find your 2 roommates making webcam video's and posting them on the third roommate's facebook page to take over her wall... hahaha...
5. Because when the room on the third floor in the building across from yours shines their green laser light in your windows, you and your roommate take turns turning on and off the lights in all three rooms of the suite, and the people with the laser will try to follow the lights...which is awesome. This will go on for about 5 minutes.
6. Because you can stay up till about 2 in the morning laughing about a very unusual story with people on your floor, and no one thinks its wierd.
7. Because one of my roommates brought a care bear stuffed animal, and upon finding out that another one of the roommates is freaked out by it, has fun hiding it in random places for her to find. And we all help her. Right now it's hanging by a coat hanger in her closet.
8. Because you hear your roommate say "im really going to do my homework now" and then hear the music from farmville coming from her computer.
9. Because you CAN do laundry at one in the morning.
10. Because when you and your suitemates decide to enter a scavenger hunt for your building, one of you decides that they're going to take down as many signs advertising the hunt as they can, thus ensuring we are the only team. Thus ensuring we win. There are about 5 signs now hanging in our room...because she's been taking them off the walls in the hallway all day.
11. It just is.
2. Because as I type this, I can yell to my roommate, who is sitting on the couch "how do you spell excercise?"
3. Because there is a two story bookstore on Main Street.
4. Because you can get out of the shower and find your 2 roommates making webcam video's and posting them on the third roommate's facebook page to take over her wall... hahaha...
5. Because when the room on the third floor in the building across from yours shines their green laser light in your windows, you and your roommate take turns turning on and off the lights in all three rooms of the suite, and the people with the laser will try to follow the lights...which is awesome. This will go on for about 5 minutes.
6. Because you can stay up till about 2 in the morning laughing about a very unusual story with people on your floor, and no one thinks its wierd.
7. Because one of my roommates brought a care bear stuffed animal, and upon finding out that another one of the roommates is freaked out by it, has fun hiding it in random places for her to find. And we all help her. Right now it's hanging by a coat hanger in her closet.
8. Because you hear your roommate say "im really going to do my homework now" and then hear the music from farmville coming from her computer.
9. Because you CAN do laundry at one in the morning.
10. Because when you and your suitemates decide to enter a scavenger hunt for your building, one of you decides that they're going to take down as many signs advertising the hunt as they can, thus ensuring we are the only team. Thus ensuring we win. There are about 5 signs now hanging in our room...because she's been taking them off the walls in the hallway all day.
11. It just is.
9.18.2009
Burnt Popcorn Story
So I decided that the Burnt Popcorn story needed more explanation. Here it is:
I got popcorn from the dollar general that is conviently located just outside of town.
I meant to grab "light butter" but instead grabbed 'double butter'.
Don't ask me how I managed to get those two mixed up, but I did somehow. I should have realized that something was going to go wrong after that point, but no.
I procedded to go back to my dorm room.
I didn't make popcorn until the next day.
Then, after a nice long run at the gym, and all happy from the effects of excersize, I decided to see if my extra butter popcorn waws really horrible or not.
I put it in our SUPER old microwave (like you have to turn a dial to pick the time and then it dings when it's done.)
And then opened it later. And all i could smell was burnt popcorn. It was smoking. And this was before I even opened the bag. Yeah....my roommate brought out her fan and blew all the smoke out the window, and then I proceeded to bring the bag into the trash room down the hall. Nevertheless, the whole room (and surrounding hall) now smells of burnt pocorn. Three days later. My roommates are really pleased with me.
Anyhow, cute boy now makes his enterance.
He appeared at the door of the suite and was like "does it smell like...." and at the same time I said "burnt popcorn?" he said "hot dogs?"
and I must of looked really confused and was like "No........." and we both started laughing and he was like "yeah...that's the smell. you know that now it's going to smell in here for days, right?"
and I said "yeah, I know."
Exit Cute boy.
Funny Incident
1. I love lists. I have lots of things to say, so I'll just list em.
2. This is a list of random events that i have yet to talk about.
3. and i'm bored so I think I will.
4. okay. So. did you know that burnt popcorn attracts cute guys? Well- it does!!
5. Did you also know that losing your debit card is NOT a good plan. You probably did. Most people do.
6. Fortunately, the cool coffee shop on Main Steet takes checks. Even when its only for 3 dollars and 21 cents.
7. Coffee is essential to life.
8. Essential
9. Kasstyna met a british guy at college. I want to meet a British guy here. Sadly, burnt popcorn guy was not british. And still isnt. I probably should have said "is"
10. I can't think of things to talk about.
11. Im going to the movie's this weekend.
12. No idea what I'm seeing, but as long as there is Movie Theatre popcorn, it should be good.
13. Do i spell theatre wierd?
14. I don't think I do.
15. Bye!
2. This is a list of random events that i have yet to talk about.
3. and i'm bored so I think I will.
4. okay. So. did you know that burnt popcorn attracts cute guys? Well- it does!!
5. Did you also know that losing your debit card is NOT a good plan. You probably did. Most people do.
6. Fortunately, the cool coffee shop on Main Steet takes checks. Even when its only for 3 dollars and 21 cents.
7. Coffee is essential to life.
8. Essential
9. Kasstyna met a british guy at college. I want to meet a British guy here. Sadly, burnt popcorn guy was not british. And still isnt. I probably should have said "is"
10. I can't think of things to talk about.
11. Im going to the movie's this weekend.
12. No idea what I'm seeing, but as long as there is Movie Theatre popcorn, it should be good.
13. Do i spell theatre wierd?
14. I don't think I do.
15. Bye!
9.09.2009
Am I Wierd?
Anybody seen the movie: "The Jane Austen book Club" ? Allison- you don't even have to comment here. I already know what you're gonna say.
Anyhow, I kind of want to make a Jane Austen book club. Would that be too nerdy? I think it might be, but I still kind of want to do it. Anyone interested in joining? We would read a Jane Austen book every 2 months and have either real in person meetings or skype phone conferences and talk about them, and anything else. It could be fun. Just watch the movie. You'll see what I mean.
I'm kind of thinking that it would be nerdy though...anyhow, he're's the link to the movie trailer if you want to watch it and get a better idea of what i'm talking about. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zatP2-_NH2A
Even if I don't do the book club, it still is a great movie. You should all watch it...
Anyhow, I kind of want to make a Jane Austen book club. Would that be too nerdy? I think it might be, but I still kind of want to do it. Anyone interested in joining? We would read a Jane Austen book every 2 months and have either real in person meetings or skype phone conferences and talk about them, and anything else. It could be fun. Just watch the movie. You'll see what I mean.
I'm kind of thinking that it would be nerdy though...anyhow, he're's the link to the movie trailer if you want to watch it and get a better idea of what i'm talking about. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zatP2-_NH2A
Even if I don't do the book club, it still is a great movie. You should all watch it...
9.08.2009
Muffin
I am currently eating a coffee-cake-muffin. I have never heard of that before, and would like to report that it is very very good. Now I need coffee.
9.07.2009
Back at School
Well- here I am....this place is starting to feel more and more like home...I actually am not sad to be here this time....that's good.
My dad dropped me off, he hasn't seen the campus yet so I showed him around for awhile, and then he was like "Do you want to run to Wegmans?"
I said "I don't really need anything"
And he said " Oh, come on, lets go, I'm sure you need something."
Once we got there, he was so desperate to find something that I needed that I randomly started saying things. I ended up with: iced tea, water bottles, goldfish crackers and a muffin. The grand total was 9 dollars and 69 cents.
It was really cute, but kind of sad.I could tell he felt guilty for leaving me there... and he wanted to give me something tangable to make himself (and me) feel better....i kind of felt bad.
I hope that he's okay. I'm sure he'll be fine...I called my mom and warned her that he would probably be in a bad mood when he got home.
So, right now, I'm eating my goldfish crackers and drinking my iced tea....and doing homework.... ahh college.
My dad dropped me off, he hasn't seen the campus yet so I showed him around for awhile, and then he was like "Do you want to run to Wegmans?"
I said "I don't really need anything"
And he said " Oh, come on, lets go, I'm sure you need something."
Once we got there, he was so desperate to find something that I needed that I randomly started saying things. I ended up with: iced tea, water bottles, goldfish crackers and a muffin. The grand total was 9 dollars and 69 cents.
It was really cute, but kind of sad.I could tell he felt guilty for leaving me there... and he wanted to give me something tangable to make himself (and me) feel better....i kind of felt bad.
I hope that he's okay. I'm sure he'll be fine...I called my mom and warned her that he would probably be in a bad mood when he got home.
So, right now, I'm eating my goldfish crackers and drinking my iced tea....and doing homework.... ahh college.
At Home
So, labor day weekend. I'm at home, and pretty much doing nothing. I am going to make garlic and tomato (with basil and spinach) pizza tonight, and maybe apple pie, but until that very eventful time, I am doing nothing.
I still cannot decide if coming home this weekend was a good idea or not. I was really getting used to the idea of being at college, and I hope that coming home for the weekend hasn't spoiled that. I am looking forward to the shortened week coming up, though.
My family is being rather funny. They are very "what do you want to do now?" ish this weekend. I guess they want to make sure that I like coming home so I will do it more often....hahah....it's kind of amusing. But, they won't leave me alone!!!! It's still nice, in a way. I really cannot think of anything else to write right now, so in the interest of saving my one reader's mind, I will close this entry now. Perhaps I'll think of something better to write later....
I still cannot decide if coming home this weekend was a good idea or not. I was really getting used to the idea of being at college, and I hope that coming home for the weekend hasn't spoiled that. I am looking forward to the shortened week coming up, though.
My family is being rather funny. They are very "what do you want to do now?" ish this weekend. I guess they want to make sure that I like coming home so I will do it more often....hahah....it's kind of amusing. But, they won't leave me alone!!!! It's still nice, in a way. I really cannot think of anything else to write right now, so in the interest of saving my one reader's mind, I will close this entry now. Perhaps I'll think of something better to write later....
9.03.2009
Today Was a Good Day
Today was awesome! Probably the best day yet! I had work, first, which is turning out to be a lot more fun than I expected. I am now being trained to assist a buyer...oh yeah, i forgot. I work in the purchasing part of the office. I help people who basically buy everything the campus needs and then follows up and correctly places the orders. It's a lot of work, because things need to be documented, audited...etc. etc.
Anyhow, I'm working with this awesome lady named Wendy, and she is probably in her 20's still and really really cool. You all know what i mean, right? Like, you think, 'man, I want to be like that when I'm her age."
So my job today was to take a list, and if a thing needed to be taken out and checked over, I had to remove it and check to see if it had been paid, and if it had been...ummm...some other technical word. But, it was so much fun. I actually felt like I was doing something.
Did anyone else play secretary when they were a kid? I did. Maybe I'm just wierd. But, that's what my job is like now. It's really fun. My classes are fun too. In my astronomy class there is this senior who sits next to me and is always hoplessly lost. I feel kind of bad, but at the same time it is like "wow- I feel smart!" which is a good feeling to have.
I also "rented" a bike and rode into town and bought this neclace that I had wanted to get the other day, but decided not to. I thought it over, rationally, like my mother taught (hahahaha) and got it today. It is really cool. I would go on with the details, but I feel that in my euphoric mood, I would find it insainly interesting while other people are ceasing to read and logging into facebook. Yes- that's you.
Anyhow, college is really fun now. I actually feel important and smart and liked. It's awesome!
Anyhow, I'm working with this awesome lady named Wendy, and she is probably in her 20's still and really really cool. You all know what i mean, right? Like, you think, 'man, I want to be like that when I'm her age."
So my job today was to take a list, and if a thing needed to be taken out and checked over, I had to remove it and check to see if it had been paid, and if it had been...ummm...some other technical word. But, it was so much fun. I actually felt like I was doing something.
Did anyone else play secretary when they were a kid? I did. Maybe I'm just wierd. But, that's what my job is like now. It's really fun. My classes are fun too. In my astronomy class there is this senior who sits next to me and is always hoplessly lost. I feel kind of bad, but at the same time it is like "wow- I feel smart!" which is a good feeling to have.
I also "rented" a bike and rode into town and bought this neclace that I had wanted to get the other day, but decided not to. I thought it over, rationally, like my mother taught (hahahaha) and got it today. It is really cool. I would go on with the details, but I feel that in my euphoric mood, I would find it insainly interesting while other people are ceasing to read and logging into facebook. Yes- that's you.
Anyhow, college is really fun now. I actually feel important and smart and liked. It's awesome!
9.02.2009
Water
I got water. But, the vending machiene hates me. It wouldn't accept my cash, so I switched to another vending machine and then that one was out of water. But it gave me back my two dollars in change, so then I was able to put it in the first vending machine and get my water. And one of my bestest friends in the whole entire world asked me to write her a story ( a happy story) with the following things in it: cutips, purple marker, corn, cows, a french beret and a hot british guy, and a tornado. Sounds like fun. Work at 9 tomorrow... adios...
Lament of a Water Bottle
My water bottle is too tall to reach under the faucet in the bathroom sink. Thus, I have no water. Thus, I need a new water bottle...
Actually Enjoing Myself
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Well, to my one reader (maybe more soon...) I am happy to report that today was a really good day. I had a ton of fun at college. We actually did stuff in all my classes and had really entertaining discussions about lots of really interesting stuff... it was fun. Work was actually fun too...surprisingly. I'm starting to actually know what to do with myself and not completely hopelessly lost as to which mail goes to which person, what to date stamp, where to circle things etc. I even got to organize a shelf...it was really fun. I even have my own desk and staple remover, letter opener and comfy chair.
I had coffee in the morning (which helps with the whole waking up thing) and then even had lunch in the cafeteria with actual other people...even though I didn't sit with them because i was finishing up homework.
Then, I walked around the cute and adorable town of Brockport with my roommate, who I get along with better than I expected...it's great. I even got M&M's and new earrings.
I found out that a local dance store carries my type of pointe shoe and found an awesome jewelry store, a place to run on a path along the canal (which is pretty) and had lots of fun.
Then I had dinner. Which was really good, and ice cream sundae's. Which is really good therapy. And then, when I was emptying my soup into the garbage, I accidently dropped my non-disposable soup bowl into the trash. I was like "oh crap" and this very cute guy at a table nearby laughed at me...in an nice way though...it was very funny.
Oh, speaking of cute guys...my computer got a virus, bummer, I know. Where does the cute guy come in? He was the one who fixed it. He had amazing eyes. I know, I'm hopeless. He really was very very cute though...and he was nice. And he got rid of the virus. Cute and helpful. My favorite.
I had coffee in the morning (which helps with the whole waking up thing) and then even had lunch in the cafeteria with actual other people...even though I didn't sit with them because i was finishing up homework.
Then, I walked around the cute and adorable town of Brockport with my roommate, who I get along with better than I expected...it's great. I even got M&M's and new earrings.
I found out that a local dance store carries my type of pointe shoe and found an awesome jewelry store, a place to run on a path along the canal (which is pretty) and had lots of fun.
Then I had dinner. Which was really good, and ice cream sundae's. Which is really good therapy. And then, when I was emptying my soup into the garbage, I accidently dropped my non-disposable soup bowl into the trash. I was like "oh crap" and this very cute guy at a table nearby laughed at me...in an nice way though...it was very funny.
Oh, speaking of cute guys...my computer got a virus, bummer, I know. Where does the cute guy come in? He was the one who fixed it. He had amazing eyes. I know, I'm hopeless. He really was very very cute though...and he was nice. And he got rid of the virus. Cute and helpful. My favorite.
8.31.2009
I am Not Depressed
Do not fear, my one concerned reader. I am no longer depressed. It was just a breif moment of despair that was composed of not having enough food, coffee, friends or communication. All better now. Each one of those contributing factors was taken care of with the form of coffee, cherios, dinner with my roommate and some classmates and talking on facebook and to my friend at Naz.
Just a breif moment of freaking out. I'm cool now, really. Don't worry. Well, not cool, but I'm no longer depressed. I've never been cool. haha... see, even laughing. If another depression comes later on tomorrow, I will know exactly how to take care of it...but it won't. I'm sure. Apparently I just have to keep introducing myself to people and being bold. Bold is good.
Just a breif moment of freaking out. I'm cool now, really. Don't worry. Well, not cool, but I'm no longer depressed. I've never been cool. haha... see, even laughing. If another depression comes later on tomorrow, I will know exactly how to take care of it...but it won't. I'm sure. Apparently I just have to keep introducing myself to people and being bold. Bold is good.
I am sitting here in my dorm room, alone, while my roommate is off with her friend from school and the other roommate is with her boyfriend. I know absolutely no one. It is horrible. It seems like almost everyone here has friends already or at least someone to talk to that they know a little bit. I am very depressed. Hopefully it will go away. I didn't even want to come here. Why did I even choose this school? Classes were okay, I guess...they could have been better though... For a person who has had only two best friends, one for 10 years and the other for 8, deciding to venture out on my own for the first time in...well...ever was not a good plan. It is an awful plan. I am not a loner. I like talking to people. Hopefully this changes. For now, I am going to do self-therapy in the form of honey nut cherios, coffee, and a movie. Yipee for me.
8.29.2009
Freshman 15
So, you know how you're supposed to gain 15 pounds as a new Freshman...well...I don't think that will be an issue for me. First off, the campus is really huge. Like a mile from end to end. And my dorm is at one end. And all my classes are at the other. Secondly, I have missed all meals since arriving. I had lunch with my family at Friendly's, and then they left for home. There was a barbaque from 5:00-7:00, but I didn't really feel like going to that, so I figured I would just go to one of the many dining halls. Turns out they were closed. So I had Triscut's for dinner. With M&M's for dessert.
Breakfast. Yummy. I bought instant oatmeal at the store the other day, or so I thought. Turns out, not so instant. It was actual oatmeal, the kind you have to boil to get it to a consistancy that is actally edible. I had 2 Triscuts for breakfast.
I was just getting ready to go to lunch (at my mother's command- who knew she would have power over me here?!?), literally just walking out the door, when a OSA (someone who helps out at "Welcome Weekend" knocked on the door and said there was a meeting or something in ten minutes. By the time it got out, the cafeterias' had closed. I had Triscut's for lunch too. So, now, it is almost dinner time and I will finally be able to check out the campus diner, and get some real food. Thank god.
Breakfast. Yummy. I bought instant oatmeal at the store the other day, or so I thought. Turns out, not so instant. It was actual oatmeal, the kind you have to boil to get it to a consistancy that is actally edible. I had 2 Triscuts for breakfast.
I was just getting ready to go to lunch (at my mother's command- who knew she would have power over me here?!?), literally just walking out the door, when a OSA (someone who helps out at "Welcome Weekend" knocked on the door and said there was a meeting or something in ten minutes. By the time it got out, the cafeterias' had closed. I had Triscut's for lunch too. So, now, it is almost dinner time and I will finally be able to check out the campus diner, and get some real food. Thank god.
Not so Socially Awkward...
So my roommate moved in. She is nice, very exuberant, but still nice. One of my suitemates moved out this morning. Apparently her mother and father wanted her to come here, but she wasn't thrilled to go. She was crying all night and she left this morning. I guess she is dropping out.
So...new roommate eventually. That should be exciting. Hopefully. Hopefully we don't get one of those "problem people" who have to be moved out of another room because they create a disturbance. I'm hoping that we just get one of those "un tripled people".
Anyhow, college is going good. It's really hard sometimes because I know absolutely one person here. And I don't even know him well at all. So, basically, I'm on my own. But it's getting better. We had one of our first official "classes" today with a group of students who are also going into teaching, and real classes start on Monday. Hopefully then I will meet some people.
So...new roommate eventually. That should be exciting. Hopefully. Hopefully we don't get one of those "problem people" who have to be moved out of another room because they create a disturbance. I'm hoping that we just get one of those "un tripled people".
Anyhow, college is going good. It's really hard sometimes because I know absolutely one person here. And I don't even know him well at all. So, basically, I'm on my own. But it's getting better. We had one of our first official "classes" today with a group of students who are also going into teaching, and real classes start on Monday. Hopefully then I will meet some people.
8.28.2009
Socially Awkward
Okay, so. Sitting here in my dorm room. Doing nothing. Move in was today, went okay. My roommate isn't here yet. My suitemates are. They're okay. But, I know absolutely no one here, and thus, feel very socially awkward...very... I feel like just going to bed. It sucks. If I walk around myself, not only will I look like a freak, but I will also be, as my mother says it, "unsafe". So, I'm just sitting here in my dorm room typing away while listening to my roommates talk in the other room.
Am I really socially awkward? Messed up? or is this just normal?
Am I really socially awkward? Messed up? or is this just normal?
8.10.2009
Still Sitting Here
I forgot to say: I'm going to SUNY Brockport, majoring in English, and hope to be an International Teacher someday, eventually... hopefully 4 years from this point, actually.
Here We Go Again
So I'm sitting here on the rock wall outside my house with my laptop (which is currently tuned into my next door neighbors wireless connection) and a glass of peach smoothie that my sister and I made. She is currenly playing in the sprinkler. I know, laptop's and sprinklers, not a good mix...don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on her.
I'm heading off to college in a few weeks (actually less than 3, how scary is that???) and I figured that I will need something to vent into while I'm going through all my crazy transtion into college life and all.
I already had a blog, somewhere on this website, once. But I've forgotten the password. I know that I wrote it down somewhere, but I cannot remember where. Don't you love how that always happens?
Well- now I'm inside. The uberly hot day that it was decided that it needed a cooldown and thus commenced to pour rain. I'm now on the couch.
So, anyway, college. Yeah, scary thought. I have absolutely no idea what to expect going into this, I mean, no one does. We've never done it before. It's kind of like going into kindergarden again. Like their holding your hand walking you to the bus and making sure your teacher is nice. Only we aren't coloring, and there is no lines to color inside of. It's scary. We are adults now... I don't want to be an adult yet. I'm only 18.
Changes are already happening. I feel like I'm drifting further and further away from my friends, who are not going to the same college as me. One is going all the way to Indiana. Oh, yeah, I live in upstate NY. NOT New York City, for all those non New-Yorkers out there.
As much as I hope that my friends and I are going to make it through the transition into college, I know that chances are slim. That's kind of sad. I've known them forever.
But still, college is exciting. My roommates seem pretty cool. I hope I like them, I hope they like me. God, I feel like a little kid again. Isn't that wierd?
I'm heading off to college in a few weeks (actually less than 3, how scary is that???) and I figured that I will need something to vent into while I'm going through all my crazy transtion into college life and all.
I already had a blog, somewhere on this website, once. But I've forgotten the password. I know that I wrote it down somewhere, but I cannot remember where. Don't you love how that always happens?
Well- now I'm inside. The uberly hot day that it was decided that it needed a cooldown and thus commenced to pour rain. I'm now on the couch.
So, anyway, college. Yeah, scary thought. I have absolutely no idea what to expect going into this, I mean, no one does. We've never done it before. It's kind of like going into kindergarden again. Like their holding your hand walking you to the bus and making sure your teacher is nice. Only we aren't coloring, and there is no lines to color inside of. It's scary. We are adults now... I don't want to be an adult yet. I'm only 18.
Changes are already happening. I feel like I'm drifting further and further away from my friends, who are not going to the same college as me. One is going all the way to Indiana. Oh, yeah, I live in upstate NY. NOT New York City, for all those non New-Yorkers out there.
As much as I hope that my friends and I are going to make it through the transition into college, I know that chances are slim. That's kind of sad. I've known them forever.
But still, college is exciting. My roommates seem pretty cool. I hope I like them, I hope they like me. God, I feel like a little kid again. Isn't that wierd?
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