Friday, March 14, 2003
These things keep getting later and later. What can I say? There's really cool people to talk to online at 1:50 AM *coughdaynacough*. I wrote something about Dayna tonight, and I liked it, so I put it in my profile. She's amazing, what can I say? It was designed to go in the still empty photo album thing I got her for Christmas. Oops. I'msuchaslacker.
I had my bio test at 12:30.. went fairly well. Blah blah blah my water.. theater. A TON of theater today. Worked on props, production meeting, faculty preview. Faculty preview went soo well; I was very proud of my friends in the cast. I didn't know how this show was going to be with so many inexperienced theater people in it, but it is coming along verrry nicely.
I went to Applebees tonight with Jeremy Stevens, Jeremy Stephens, Josh Reno and Matt Wailes. It was something I really needed, and they didn't know why or what or any of that junk.. they just sort of took me. And it was very nice. We laughed a lot. They are really great guys, and I have a lot of fun with them. My toes are cold.
Ooo my eye is like pink now instead of bright red.
I can't find my new Brita water filters. Which is completely not surprising considering the condition of our room right now. Yeah it's nasty. I think a massive overhaul is necessary this weekend.
Good: I liked chapel this morning.
Bad: I'm tired.
Good night.
. celebrate . `@ 1:57 AM
Thursday, March 13, 2003
It's fracking late (don't say frickin, it's crass). I was studying for bio. Yeah bio exam tomorrow.
I talked to Matt for an hour and something on the phone tonight. Good times.
We went to Target.. we being Emily, John and I. John said "Your mom is a coat rack". Ummm.. okay. I bought eye drops because I am having a reoccurrence of that eye issue I had last summer. I'm sure you guys remember my getting off the bus after the trip to the DR with bright red eyes. It doesn't hurt, but Em is still taking me to urgent care tomorrow after my classes are done. Greene Memorial only.
Studied with Criste and Matt tonight. Okay, so we got some things done. We talked about the draft, crowns in heaven, french fries, Matt's wife *wow*, and the fact that cristae are the folds in mitichondria, which is the site of cellular respiration. I'm sure you all wanted to know that.
I am Miss October in Old Theatre's "Favorite Freshman" calendar. Janna Smith is Miss September and Jon Thomas is Mr. March. That's all.
I think they need more favorite freshmen.
Good Stuff: Filmed an SGA video. Talked to Dayna on the phone. Giggled with Emily a lot. Ate french fries.
Not so Fabulous: My eye feels weird. FAILED a calculus quiz (but Dayna helped me feel better about it). Didn't get a nap.
Random Thought: I hate it when friends are friends when it's convenient. D and I were talking, as I have now mentioned THREE times in this entry, and she and I came to the same conclusion: while we don't mind having lots of acquaintances, when it comes to who we choose as friends, we put a lot into it. We give of ourselves, and when people don't return it except when they randomly feel like it, it's hard to get used to. Choosing your friends wisely has become more real to me. Back home, I was surrounded by this safe, close knit group of people who were all dedicated Christians and friends and brothers and sisters. It's hard to realize that not all people put the same weight into friendships as the Gang does.
Props to the Gang. *blows kisses* Eight days, guys.
I love my sister still, yes. She told me about Elizabeth Smart. Prayers are answered.
. celebrate . `@ 1:47 AM
Wednesday, March 12, 2003
Long day. Lots of theater and classes and headaches. Bio lab. Wal-Mart run. Dinner with Josh and I got to see some of the St. Claire boys. Yaaay.
I missed the boys back home a lot today. There are great boys here, but there's nothing like the ones you've known for half your lifetime. Nine days left. Yaaay. (again).
I am a very relational creature. I found out today that if I was a dog, I would be a pug. I haven't decided if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
The highlight of my day was sitting on a bench with Matt Wailes in Tyler and pushing the automatic door opening button with my back. I opened the door for 40 people today -- what was your good deed? (Josh Davenport was #15 and Brandiann was #14). I scared the crap out of some girl.. it was great.
Faculty preview in 2 days. I need to sleep. I still love my sister.
. celebrate . `@ 1:00 AM
Tuesday, March 11, 2003
I forgot to say that I love my sister.
. celebrate . `@ 1:14 AM
Okay, so I had a blog for a long time, and I stopped writing in it because it stopped being mine. And that's the end of that story.
I figured, six months has gone by. It's time to start over. And here I am.
Today was long and wretched and I'm tired.
Good: got new ID card, painted with glue, ate breadsticks and had a good rehearsal *i AM antigone*
Bad: tired, unproductive, completely confused by marginal analysis
Emily Mace is going to help me with business calculus so that it doesn't completely kill me on Wednesday. I had a philosphy exam today that I did all right on, I think. I wrote for 45 minutes straight in that stupid little blue book, and it now contains absolutely everything I know. I think I filled twelve pages. That's a lot of philosophy.
Josh made me read,, okay, so he didn't MAKE me. I was curious and did it of my own free will. So I read this story that Josh told me about called "Rose for Emily" and it creeped me out. Not that that is too hard to do, but he definitely did it. And it's not even a scary short story. It's just weird. Now I can't sleep and it sucks. Go to Google and type in "rose for Emily"; it's the first link that comes up. Read during the daytime hours. :) I am a nerd, but a creeped out one.
Going to bed. It's 1:04 AM. These clocks are all messed up.
. celebrate . `@ 1:05 AM
