Saturday, March 7, 2009

the use of thimbles

Ignoring all accents. And the fact that I only think that I'm saying this correctly, even if perhaps I'm not. And ignoring the fact that it's legitly sprench. Whatevs.

J'ai envie de parler avec tu. Je veux que je peux parler avec tu maintenent, mais je ne peux pas. Te amo. Deseo que yo puedo visitar. Pero no puedo, porque no tengo dinero o un coche. Je ne pas compris tampoco. Comment dit-on "to miss" en francais? Je vais dormir ce soir. Yo tengo que trabajar manana. No quiero. :/

Even if it is correct in grammar, I'm pretty sure it still doesn't make sense to anyone else, because I'm too random, and I'm not really connecting ideas well at all. But, I like it, and I understand it. So maybe it's my own version of igpay atinlay. Which I love. Anyway, I've come to find that there are two skills that I wish I had. I wish that I could dance. And I wish that I knew at least one other language, fluently. I am making new life goals.

I'm mean

And I should probably think before I speak. I'm sorry.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

woot woot

So, as much as I hate greyhound buses, and the corporation in general, I am grateful today for them. Because I have gone home several times, and I have some sort of like...student card for it, they decided to be kind and send me a coupon. So, I got a super duper cheap ticket. And, this means that going home will cost half as much as normal. Not bad, not bad at all. This being said, I am now going home for Easter. Stoked. 3-day weekend. Yeah, yeah, I know that it isn't for another month or so. BUT, I look forward to sleeping in my own bed. Even if it is far far away at the moment.

I think that in the past two years, I should've counted the number of times that I heard the phrase "you know." The count would be astronomical, I'm sure. I wish I would never hear it ever again.

One last thing. I apologize for the fact that my blogs are completely inconsequential. This will probably continue to happen, because I'm currently lacking my obsession of facebook status updates. :/ I need to get over that one. I'm only one week down. And I feel as though this simply is taking the place of that, and kills my time management just as much. So, with that being said. I'm limiting my blogging as of now as well. I need to honestly just kill the internet and stay away from my computer. I think that would be best.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

will power

I'm not going to lie. This is taking a lot more energy than I expected. I'm so close to breaking, but I can't do it. I won't let myself. [You probably think I'm talking about Lent. That's the catch. This has nothing to do with that.]

In other news... I'm officially living with three of my favorite people in the entire world. I mean, you could argue that statement, but, it's legit. We signed for the apartment today. I'm stoked. Cookies, on Greta, all next year. We're gonna miss Al-buna though. Hahaha. Good name. I'm sure she'll be over often. :)

I went to bed at 9:00 yesterday. I think I might make that a more normal thing, because I woke up, and for once, wasn't bothered by the fact that I had to get out of bed. It was absolutely fantastic. Sadly, going to bed earlier, is a win-lose situation. Win because: I get more sleep. Lose because: the reason that I wasn't getting sleep in previous weeks made me smile.

Monday, March 2, 2009

project

I'm not going to find out for about four weeks. I hate waiting. Yet, whenever I think about how much I hate waiting, I then automatically think about IF - If you can wait and not be tired by waiting... And then I usually calm down and realize how good life is. But still, I want plans for this summer. I want concrete plans. I have too many things that I could do.

1. Summer Project
2. Work all summer, save money for Fall Semester
3. Take classes at the U
4. Waste my summer? Roadtrip/chill/kinda work

And they all have pros and cons. A project would probably be the most rewarding. But honestly, the one person that I'd want to spend my summer with anyway, will be gone, (I'm stoked for you though). If I do go on a project, I have to miss the one thing that I have looked forward to for the past two years, that promises to be amazing. That would suck. And not to mention, if I have to find a way to pay for project, it won't work to ask my family to support me to ditch out on the reunion. Whoops. That might epically fail. But do I really want to waste my life away working 8-4 every day, for the entire summer? It's soooooo not worth it. I'm already burned out on school, so I don't want to really take classes. But then again, it would be nice to actually finish a degree in 4 years. Bleh, why do I have to make decisions like this? I don't want to think about my future yet, it's toooooo scary. I'm nineteen, and all the times I've contemplate the future, I just freak out. I have no idea what the future holds. I can't even tell you what I'll be doing in a month, or tomorrow. Seriously, how can I be expected to plan my life, or my summer? Lame, sauce.

I want to go on a roadtrip. I want to go see something beautiful. I want to spend time with some friends, and show them some national parks. I've seen a lot of them, and I'm telling you right now, they are worth your time, because a lot of them are to die for. God is so creative. I want to go to Washington, but that... I doubt would work out. Besides, I'd have to go there by myself, because no one would want to come with me. And I'm not about to do a 30 hour drive all by my lonesome. I can barely stay awake for 3 1/2 by myself. I need people.

Patience...is not my strength, to be sure. I wish that March/April would be over. I want it to be warm, and I want to not do homework anymore. Sad thing is, we're only half done with the semester. So, looks like I'll have to suck it up. Gosh, I need to go do some homework. I should swear off blogspot like I did facebook. Maybe I'd be more productive.

3.2.1

So, I realized today just how horribly I am behind. Literally, I... am to a point where I don't even want to think about it, because it makes me want to go and curl up in a ball on my bed and never move again. I'm too stressed out to even function, but I have to. This morning, I contemplated skipping class to finish up some stuff, but realized that it would make it harder to do things later. Basically, I have absolutely no money, and I have no free time this week. All I will be doing, is homework. Ugh.

The only reason I won't be doing homework, is if I get a phone call. People are still important, but I need to make sure that I have time to finish things. At the moment though, I would much rather talk to someone instead of do this assignment on insurance. However, my phone is silent, and I'm taking that as an indication that I should work. I need to start getting more sleep, even if I like my previous distraction. Somehow, it seems that it won't be as crazy as it was. I don't really know what to think about that. I guess I'll get back to my homework. There's nothing else for me to be doing.

On the bright side - it's sunny out. Cold, but at least sunny. That makes my day better.
On the down side - my headphones broke. So I'm iPod-less. And super bummed. I had an extra pair, but I loaned (no, not borrowed) them to Jackie, and I have yet to get them back. Hopefully soon. I want music, but living in a dorm means that other people listen to it, and I hate disturbing others. I can't wait til I get an apartment. Oh, happy day.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

it's sunday already?

I don't want to go back to school. And yet, I don't want to stay here. I want my bed, and I want to sleep until I can't sleep anymore. And I want more than 5 hours.

Truly, I don't even want to talk about my weekend. Anything I say will come across the wrong way, and in the present situation, that is an enormous fear of mine. Everything I say can, and will be used against me. And not only that, but words lack feeling from this far away, and it simply isn't the same. The next few months might be...well, actually, I should refrain from using an adjective at all, seeing as it too will have an effect. Shucks. I'll just shut up then.