Friday, March 04, 2005
It was supposed to be "sit with Mark Button in chapel" day tomorrow.
However, plans have been rearranged.
CHRISTE GOT ENGAGED. One of my best friends is engaged to the love of her life, and they are incredibly happy, and no one deserves it more. If you see her on campus tomorrow, congratulate her.
I am on cloud nine. Lauren and I are *bridesmaids*. I'm wearing a pink dress. The ring is gorgeous. She is gorgeous. I am going to Texas. Nate is on the guest list.
So instead, it's "sit with Christe and her fiance" day tomorrow. I love that girl.
. celebrate . `@ 1:28 AM
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
I like the look Nate gets on his face when we're studying in the library and people are loud.
It's the best look ever, after my angry face.
. celebrate . `@ 6:11 PM
It snowed outside today, and I felt like I lived in Antarctica, but it was such a good day that it didn't even matter.
I woke up at 7:45, shuffled around my room, went to my Religion and Culture class and braved the cold. I found out that my sister had been in a car accident (love you, Rae; glad you're safe, angel-baby), and got super scared. So I called Nate and he prayed with me and I talked to my mom again and Rachel is fine.
The pet peeve of the day is crappy purple tinting on windows.
After chapel, I ate lunch with my roommate and Nate. There were chicken caesar salads, #2 on Sarah and Krysten's list of Things We Eat in Chuck's. I rocked my case study for CWVI with Anna in the Apple computer lab, and sort of had an ABP officers meeting.
Or not.
Instead, I studied with Nate in the Hive and helped Christe go over top secret plans for this summer. Nate had the
brilliant idea of going to Panda for dinner. So we did.
General Tso's makes me happy. Good fortune cookies make me even happier.
The roads were really bad on the way back, so it took FOR-EV-ER (Flashback to
The Sandlot). Post auditions for "Prophets", I holed up in the CAD lab for a few hours to get some homework done. I visited people in the Hive and passed time until callbacks for Prophets at 10, which were unbelievably difficult.
Audition panel
- Janna (director)
- Sarah (stage manager)
- Brandon (financier/makeup artist)
- Nate (assistant stage supervisor/costume designer)
- Crystal (generally cool ABP member)
We analyzed the inside out of that play, and saw so many talented people. I wish we could have cast them all.
Now I am in my room, trying to force myself to study IPC. It's not even helping.
Because somewhere out there is this person who knows my heart, and can grab my hand at the right time in the hardest monologue and know exactly how hard to squeeze.
. celebrate . `@ 12:21 AM
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Such a good weekend. I heart Indianapolis. Pictures
here; description below.
Friday - APS. chapel. grabbed lunch with the boys. finance. shower #2 for the day. leave for indy. arrive at nate's. roam the aisles of target. eat at olive garden with the sowders. rent 'ella enchanted' and 'the stepford wives' @ blockbuster. watch 'ella' with cameron, put him to bed. watch 'the stepford wives'. talk talk talk.
Saturday - wake up early. bother Nate. play with Cameron. bother Nate some more. play Nintendo with Cameron. help fix breakfast (strawberries + toast + tea.. so good). go downtown. walk all over the place. give $ to help the homeless. laugh so much my cheeks hurt. so beautiful that we don't need coats. eat probably the best pizza i've ever had. visit nate's aunt. drink penta. eat marble slab (not coldstone.. sorry BP!). shop @ pier one. watch 'sharktale' with cameron (aka "take a nap"). eat dinner -- soo good. read/play Golf with Cameron. go see 'the wedding date'. not soo good. come home and talk and talk and talk with mr. sowder and on our own.
Sunday - wake up early. bother Nate. (
catching the trend?) lay around with Cameron. play mailman with Cameron. eat breakfast (same thing as Saturday because it was SO GOOD.. minus the hot tea, add the coffee). lay around. do homework. lay around. watch "how do i look?". laugh at the ripoff of "what not to wear". shower. sing in the bathroom. eat at Don Pablo's. drive back to school. groan upon hitting the cedarville exit. sneak into chuck's to get dessert.
eat with Christe and Lauren!! talk again.
This weekend was so indescribable; it can only be sort of handed out in fragments. It was just
THAT GOOD.
Looking forward to tomorrow.
. celebrate . `@ 11:59 PM