Hello, folks.
I found on the September issue of the Pride (which I'm just now reading...it counts...it's still September) that I'm a housing nerd. :(
Sooo I'm going to share with you why I'm a nerd.
10. You're in constant search for icebreakers.
9. Acronyms are part of your everyday vocab. (Think VACURH, SAACURH, NACURH, POY)
8. Roll call is more of an interpretive dance than a raised hand and, "Here".
7. You make top ten lists for everything.
6. Light bulbs go off when you see things that could be used for bids, bulletin boards, or programs.
5. Every tee-shirt you own is Housing-related.
4. You spend more time in the Housing office than in your own room.
3. You get super psyched for conferences.
2. "No, I can't, I'm on call" is a legit excuse. (Every Tuesday, baby <3)
Aaaaannnnndddd...number 1...which is my FAVORITE because it defines me:
1. You twitch/spasm/spontaneously combust every time you hear the D-word. (it's a four letter word that makes me cringe)
So thank you, September issue of Pride, for helping me procrastinate my paper and making me laugh.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Nocturnal Nights
Oh, 11:46, how I loathe you right now. Perhaps it isn't you fault-in fact, it isn't at all-but all mine. I crashed in my bed after my 2:00 class and am now just waking up. How lucky for me, this will start another night of "yay! I'm awake!" feelings.
This is the 4th or 5th night that this has happened. I don't know what it is, maybe it's just Wise, but I love being awake at night here. 11:00 PM has turned into my 9 AM and I love to be awake and doing stuff last in the evening. Maybe it's because I know hardly anyone who is awake so I'm not distracted. This does not seem like much of a problem until you remember one small detail in my life-I am a college student. As much as I'm sure the professors would love it, they do not teach classes on my schedule. No. They teach classes on normal time. Day time. Who likes that anyway?
I feel like an owl or a raccoon. The night time excites me. The night time is full of the promise of the unknown. As the sun starts to rise, I feel myself wanting to hide. Maybe I can spin it to make me seem mysterious, like the sun makes my imperfections known and I want to hide them-but I'm not that mysterious, sadly.
Luckily, since I have nobody here to distract me, I'll be able to curl back into bed, perhaps with When Harry Met Sally or Breakfast at Tiffany's, and have some me time. Since I've been so sick lately, I could use a good rest night.
However, I'm starving. And since we're in Wise, there are two options for starving folks at night-Taco Bell and Huddle House. Hmm. Not really feeling either of those options. As I look around my little room, I finally see my dinner...a tomato and avocado salad, a caramel rice cake, and, if I'm feeling really into it, perhaps some chewy chips ahoy cookies.
Aren't you jealous of the nocturnal night now?
This is the 4th or 5th night that this has happened. I don't know what it is, maybe it's just Wise, but I love being awake at night here. 11:00 PM has turned into my 9 AM and I love to be awake and doing stuff last in the evening. Maybe it's because I know hardly anyone who is awake so I'm not distracted. This does not seem like much of a problem until you remember one small detail in my life-I am a college student. As much as I'm sure the professors would love it, they do not teach classes on my schedule. No. They teach classes on normal time. Day time. Who likes that anyway?
I feel like an owl or a raccoon. The night time excites me. The night time is full of the promise of the unknown. As the sun starts to rise, I feel myself wanting to hide. Maybe I can spin it to make me seem mysterious, like the sun makes my imperfections known and I want to hide them-but I'm not that mysterious, sadly.
Luckily, since I have nobody here to distract me, I'll be able to curl back into bed, perhaps with When Harry Met Sally or Breakfast at Tiffany's, and have some me time. Since I've been so sick lately, I could use a good rest night.
However, I'm starving. And since we're in Wise, there are two options for starving folks at night-Taco Bell and Huddle House. Hmm. Not really feeling either of those options. As I look around my little room, I finally see my dinner...a tomato and avocado salad, a caramel rice cake, and, if I'm feeling really into it, perhaps some chewy chips ahoy cookies.
Aren't you jealous of the nocturnal night now?
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Confessions
Last spring, I blogged about confessions I was feeling. I reread them tonight and I feel the same thing now as I did then.
Let's visit them:
There are a few confessions that I think I need to let off my mind:
♥ It scares me that I’m half way done with college…or will be in about a week. I don’t feel like I’ve accomplished as much as I thought I would have by now.
I'm still scared to death...only this time, I'm over half way done. I still don't feel like I'm old enough to be doing this.
♥ I’m going to be 21 in less than 6 months but I still feel like I’m 15. I still call my mom to see what I should do with the bigger decisions of my life, I still lay in bed giggling after a boy calls me to wish me good night, I still think NSYNC and Backstreet Boys are awesome. Yup, I’m still 15 at heart…which was a little odd because I was filling out a form for Res Life yesterday and it didn’t ask how old I was; it asked how old I feel. I stopped myself from putting 15 and instead put my real age-20.
I decided to change my mind about the age-I'm really 17. I'm still young enough to get away with crying to my mom but I can drive. You can't drive and run away at 15.
♥ Every time I hear Part Two by Folk Soul Revival, I think of one person who I will never be able to be with. And I cry.
Still the same and more relevant now more than ever.
♥ I’m scared of flying to NACURH. Planes freak me out. Ever since 9/11, I’ve been terrified of flying. One of my worst fears is being on a plane and having a terrorist on there. Almost as bad as every time I’m in the hall waiting for a class, I look around to see where I would go in case someone with a gun would come into the building. Obviously, I have some abnormal fears.
I still look to see where I would go if a gunman comes in. I have one class that has no windows. That scares me.
♥ Two weeks from today, three of my best friends are going to graduate from UVa Wise. A year from now, I doubt that I’ll speak to any of them. Every time I think of that, I can feel a little piece of my heart break.
That came true about 2 weeks after they graduated. I still cry when I think about it.
♥ I think I can count my friends on less than two hands. The number of friends that would do anything for me goes down to less than one hand.
I can count my friends on one hand now.
♥ I recently discovered a website that describes me well… http://www.scorpiowoman.net/ and http://www.scorpiowoman.net/October_28_birthday_features.htm
This has stayed the same :)
♥ I’ve recently started working on calming myself by laying in bed with the window open and listening to the outside noises with my eyes closed. I start by relaxing my toes and working my way up the top of my head. The best part is I usually find myself sinking deep into thought on my matress and then processing the difficult things that way. I’ve become my own best friend that way.
I wish I could still do this.
♥ I love getting in my car and driving into Kentucky for an Ale-8-One. I think I may go now for one.
Driving still helps me but I haven't been to KY in a while...I've been going to Kingsport.
A new confession: I don't sleep. Ever. It's almost 2 and I'm not the least bit tired. I'm going to do some homework and finish listening to my sad songs and crying. I'm tired of not being me anymore. I need to fix it. I'm killing myself slowly.
Let's visit them:
There are a few confessions that I think I need to let off my mind:
♥ It scares me that I’m half way done with college…or will be in about a week. I don’t feel like I’ve accomplished as much as I thought I would have by now.
I'm still scared to death...only this time, I'm over half way done. I still don't feel like I'm old enough to be doing this.
♥ I’m going to be 21 in less than 6 months but I still feel like I’m 15. I still call my mom to see what I should do with the bigger decisions of my life, I still lay in bed giggling after a boy calls me to wish me good night, I still think NSYNC and Backstreet Boys are awesome. Yup, I’m still 15 at heart…which was a little odd because I was filling out a form for Res Life yesterday and it didn’t ask how old I was; it asked how old I feel. I stopped myself from putting 15 and instead put my real age-20.
I decided to change my mind about the age-I'm really 17. I'm still young enough to get away with crying to my mom but I can drive. You can't drive and run away at 15.
♥ Every time I hear Part Two by Folk Soul Revival, I think of one person who I will never be able to be with. And I cry.
Still the same and more relevant now more than ever.
♥ I’m scared of flying to NACURH. Planes freak me out. Ever since 9/11, I’ve been terrified of flying. One of my worst fears is being on a plane and having a terrorist on there. Almost as bad as every time I’m in the hall waiting for a class, I look around to see where I would go in case someone with a gun would come into the building. Obviously, I have some abnormal fears.
I still look to see where I would go if a gunman comes in. I have one class that has no windows. That scares me.
♥ Two weeks from today, three of my best friends are going to graduate from UVa Wise. A year from now, I doubt that I’ll speak to any of them. Every time I think of that, I can feel a little piece of my heart break.
That came true about 2 weeks after they graduated. I still cry when I think about it.
♥ I think I can count my friends on less than two hands. The number of friends that would do anything for me goes down to less than one hand.
I can count my friends on one hand now.
♥ I recently discovered a website that describes me well… http://www.scorpiowoman.net/ and http://www.scorpiowoman.net/October_28_birthday_features.htm
This has stayed the same :)
♥ I’ve recently started working on calming myself by laying in bed with the window open and listening to the outside noises with my eyes closed. I start by relaxing my toes and working my way up the top of my head. The best part is I usually find myself sinking deep into thought on my matress and then processing the difficult things that way. I’ve become my own best friend that way.
I wish I could still do this.
♥ I love getting in my car and driving into Kentucky for an Ale-8-One. I think I may go now for one.
Driving still helps me but I haven't been to KY in a while...I've been going to Kingsport.
A new confession: I don't sleep. Ever. It's almost 2 and I'm not the least bit tired. I'm going to do some homework and finish listening to my sad songs and crying. I'm tired of not being me anymore. I need to fix it. I'm killing myself slowly.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
The Two Man Gentleman Band
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE check these guys out. I promise, you will laugh.
http://www.thetwogentlemen.com/music/
Number 10 (I Like To Party With Girls) and number 13 (Wine, oh Wine) on Dos Amigos, Una Fiesta are my favorite songs. I laughed out loud when I saw these adorable guys at BRRR.
http://www.thetwogentlemen.com/music/
Number 10 (I Like To Party With Girls) and number 13 (Wine, oh Wine) on Dos Amigos, Una Fiesta are my favorite songs. I laughed out loud when I saw these adorable guys at BRRR.
It's been a long month
Hello, Blog.
Have you missed me? I've missed you and have sat down to have coffee or to chat with you quite a few times but somehow, the inspiration to type isn't the same when you haven't been up for almost 24 hours.
It's been almost an entire month since I've last seen you. I can't imagine your life is exciting...I haven't been around. Mine, however, has started to spin into the wonderful life of a junior in undergrad, oh joy. Please, cuddle up on the couch and grab the extra large mug from the cabinet to pour your coffee and Italian Sweet Cream into.
School life has been getting intense. The work load isn't that bad, except for some minor freak outs with the paper, but I survived. I only have one class on Tuesday and Thursday now-yippee-but it's at 8 in the morning-boo. I love most of my classes, though, so that is fabulous. All of the classes that end in Communication, especially, have my interest. I love it. I love this major. I'm doing well. I'm going to make it. Yes.
Love life can be summed up in one word-torture. Watching someone you think you could love with someone else is heartbreaking. It's unbearable. It's too much for even you to handle, blog. (By the way, have you met my good friend, comfy bed, Gilmore Girls, and Reese cups? They've been hanging out with me and Coffee to help me try and fix this.) I think what's even worse is I thought something was finally going to happen. Finally. It's still sitting there. Waiting. Staring at me in the face. It knows I know it's there. It's hiding from me. I tried to sneak up on it today-it let me look at it. Maybe that's an improvement.
Outside of school but still on campus life is okay. I like being an RA. I've become friends with some people I usually wouldn't have interacted with. Meg and Mer are amazing and have turned into some of the greatest people here. RHA is going well. SAACURH is coming up fast. I have 180 books in my trunk for our philantrophy. cool. APO is going to be better now. I was voted in as President tonight-how exciting! Alex thinks it's funny to give me power. Jealous. hahaha
Family life is about the same. Erica and Steve moved to Ohio so I guess I won't get to see the little button whenever it's born unless I go up there (which isn't that far). I wish she was closer. Mom and Dad came to visit me a couple weeks ago. I LOVED having them here. Mom sends me a card almost every week. It makes me miss her a lot but I love getting her little notes. I have one hanging up by my desk that has a smile on the front and it says smile. On the inside, it says That's what I do when I think of you. Legit cried like a baby when I read that. Grandad's birthday came and it was really hard but we made it. I think I might go see Grandma over Fall Break for a day or two. I know she hasn't been staying at the house much because she doesn't like to be there alone. Can't say I blame her. At all.
Obsessions in my life right now:
Folk Soul Revival
Kristen Gardner Photography
Twitter
BRRR
My Crack
Well, blog, I'm glad you made it through that boring update...aren't you glad you had that coffee? Speaking of that friend, I do believe he owes me a visit. I love you, I love you, I love you.
Have you missed me? I've missed you and have sat down to have coffee or to chat with you quite a few times but somehow, the inspiration to type isn't the same when you haven't been up for almost 24 hours.
It's been almost an entire month since I've last seen you. I can't imagine your life is exciting...I haven't been around. Mine, however, has started to spin into the wonderful life of a junior in undergrad, oh joy. Please, cuddle up on the couch and grab the extra large mug from the cabinet to pour your coffee and Italian Sweet Cream into.
School life has been getting intense. The work load isn't that bad, except for some minor freak outs with the paper, but I survived. I only have one class on Tuesday and Thursday now-yippee-but it's at 8 in the morning-boo. I love most of my classes, though, so that is fabulous. All of the classes that end in Communication, especially, have my interest. I love it. I love this major. I'm doing well. I'm going to make it. Yes.
Love life can be summed up in one word-torture. Watching someone you think you could love with someone else is heartbreaking. It's unbearable. It's too much for even you to handle, blog. (By the way, have you met my good friend, comfy bed, Gilmore Girls, and Reese cups? They've been hanging out with me and Coffee to help me try and fix this.) I think what's even worse is I thought something was finally going to happen. Finally. It's still sitting there. Waiting. Staring at me in the face. It knows I know it's there. It's hiding from me. I tried to sneak up on it today-it let me look at it. Maybe that's an improvement.
Outside of school but still on campus life is okay. I like being an RA. I've become friends with some people I usually wouldn't have interacted with. Meg and Mer are amazing and have turned into some of the greatest people here. RHA is going well. SAACURH is coming up fast. I have 180 books in my trunk for our philantrophy. cool. APO is going to be better now. I was voted in as President tonight-how exciting! Alex thinks it's funny to give me power. Jealous. hahaha
Family life is about the same. Erica and Steve moved to Ohio so I guess I won't get to see the little button whenever it's born unless I go up there (which isn't that far). I wish she was closer. Mom and Dad came to visit me a couple weeks ago. I LOVED having them here. Mom sends me a card almost every week. It makes me miss her a lot but I love getting her little notes. I have one hanging up by my desk that has a smile on the front and it says smile. On the inside, it says That's what I do when I think of you. Legit cried like a baby when I read that. Grandad's birthday came and it was really hard but we made it. I think I might go see Grandma over Fall Break for a day or two. I know she hasn't been staying at the house much because she doesn't like to be there alone. Can't say I blame her. At all.
Obsessions in my life right now:
Folk Soul Revival
Kristen Gardner Photography
BRRR
My Crack
Well, blog, I'm glad you made it through that boring update...aren't you glad you had that coffee? Speaking of that friend, I do believe he owes me a visit. I love you, I love you, I love you.
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