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2004 19 September :: 2.03am
Tonight was MUCH better than last night. And yet, it was still pretty spontaneous. Once again, our plans fell through; tickets for second city were sold out. Instead, I joined up with Megan, Keith, Kyle, and Dan and we went downtown to the Celtic Fest. At first I wasn't too excited, but it was actually pretty cool seeing people perform music life, seeing celctic dancers do their thing. When we were done with that, we headed to Ed Debevic's, this really awesome 50s-60s diner where the waiters/waitresses are rude to you. Our waitress wasn't too rude, but she was a lot of fun. After dinner, we went back to Loyola and watched Dogma in Sara and Theresa's room. Wow, that's an interesting movie. I can see why it's sacriligous, but I don't think the movie has a terrible message. The funniest thing: seeing Alanis Morrisette play God, while running around sniffing flowers and tumbling around. I walked Megan back to her dorm. On the way we bumped into my brow bud, Kendal, and this guy she was with, Tony. We talked for a bit, then Megan and I went and played a quick game of uno outside of her dorm. Some of the guys are supposedly at a free show at second city right now, but I'm pretty tired. I ran the aids walk this morning. It was a bit difficult to get out of bed, and to convince myself to run, but I did it. 5k in 28 minutes. Not great time, but hey, I'm not a runner. I needed tonight, especially after last night...
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2004 18 September :: 3.21am
My night fucking sucked. I mean, I hung out with a lot of great people and we laughed a lot, but we did ab-so-lute-ly NOTHING. Instead of going clubbing, we went to UIC because it was some kid's birthday. Well, it turned out that he wanted to go to some UIC party that none of us really wanted to go to. So we all decided to head back to loyola, however, we had to wait a frickin 35 minutes for the el to come. When we finally got back to rogers park it was already 11:30. We headed to this 24 hour diner called Sandys (wouldn't really recommend it) for "shakes," if that's what you want to call them. I got a chocolate "shake" but it tasted just like melted ice cream. I wasn't a fan. When we were done with that we decided to head over to the TKE frat party on Columbia. It was supposed to be the hot spot of the night, but once we got close, Tex told theresa that the cops busted the party. None of us really believed that, so we were gonna go check it out ourselves when we saw tex and mike and everyone else heading our way. I guess they made up that story just to get this really really smashed girl out of there (guys were trying to take advantage of her, but they didn't anything bad to happen). SO....we walked back down Columbia with some sorta drunk but not plastered people. Tex sat on some old guy's lawn for 3 seconds before the guy told him to "get the fuck off my yard." He blew up at "us" for making the neighborhood a "shitty slum." I can see where's he's coming from. It just sucked because not ALL of us were drunk. Plus, the drunk people were getting really defensive. "Jesus doesn't like you anymore." "I'm a fucking jesuit." So on and so forth...Back on campus, theresa and sara went back to their dorm. Sara D. and I waited around. Steve told us we could go back to the party, but some people said it was pretty dead, so we decided to call it a night. yeah, doesn't that suck? I can't go to school all week to have a shitty weekend. Tomorrow we're suppoed to go to Second City and see a show...but none of us have tickets yet. I'm going to make sure that someone has a definite plan B. Otherwise, i might as well just go home and sleep. I have to be up in about 5 hours for the aids run. Man, that's going to be fun. Is it healthy to run with a cold? Hmm.. I guess we'll see.
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2004 17 September :: 12.47am
:: Mood: under the weather
:: Music: GUk "like a man possessed"
Third week of school and I am sick. It sucks. I am tired. My throat hurts. I can't breathe out of my left nostril (even though my garbage is full of kleenex). If I don't feel better by monday I'll go to the wellness center and see what they can do. But I don't want to be sick over the weekend. Tomorrow I might go clubbing and possibly to a "geeky" frat party. Or if it all falls through, it might be another movie night...but I want to take advantage of being in chi-town while I'm here. Besides that, I have the aids run on saturday morning, so it's not going to be fun running with a cold. Just a few recaps of last night and today:
-Last night a bunch of us went up to the 13th floor of Mundelin..it was fun.
-My honors discussion leader believes in the dumb jock stereotype
-I got my new barbell for my eyebrow today. It's straight instead of curved, and it fits much better.
-The Jes Fest wasn't too exciting, but they did have a cool inflatable slide.
-Sara picked me up some stuff from target...and she got me pink light bulbs
-I'm on two comittees for SEA, one being the waste less campagin and the other being the "cigarete butt picker-upers."
-I have a lot of reading to do.
-I MIGHT audition for a small show here on campus.
-Real world is holding auditions downtown tomorrow. It'd be interesting just to go.
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2004 16 September :: 2.29am
:: Music: park "gasoline kisses for everyone"
I am sooo glad to be done with my first major paper. I stayed up until 5:00am yesterday just to get it done. Then I woke up at 9:00, went to class, came back and revised my paper, went to the writing center, revised my paper again, and printed it at 12:30, five minutes before class. I had to book it out of the crown center to get to my lecture in time. I was in such a rush, it wasn't good. But it felt good to be done. Someone, I stayed up alll day long with that 4 hours of sleep. But around 10:30 I came back and crashed. It sucked cause I woke up about two hours ago. But now I'm tired, so I'll give it a go again. Tonight wasn't very productive, but it was fun. A bunch of us went to Mundelein to explore. The 13th floor isn't too creepy until you get to the back where the rooms are dark and you don't know what's around the corner. Some people chickened out, but it was all good. Some guy kept saying that homeless people live there and were going to rape him. riight. We tried to find the empty pool but instead found an old gym. good times. now tomorrow I'm going to be doing a ton of homework.
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2004 15 September :: 10.14am
Blargh
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2004 14 September :: 7.34pm
I have a feeling that tonight is going to be a late night. I have my first honors paper due tomorrow at exactly 12:35. I can't mess around with grades, especially in this class. It doesn't help that I'm already falling asleep now. I'm thinking I'll write my outline, hit up the gym, get coffee, take a shower, and settle into doing some major work. A funny story: Last night after I came back from my brow buddies room, I realized that my fly was down and that it must've been down the entire time. Haha. Sometimes you just gotta laugh at yourself. In not so good news, tonight I missed our floor meeting. I was completely out of the loop about it. Even though I saw everyone in there, I just dismissed it and opted for sleep. I got the jist of it from Matt. Appearently people have been breaking lights on the 3rd and 5th floors, so they're going to charge the ENTIRE FRICKING RESIDENCE HALL! That's 400 of us who have to pay for some stupid shit that someone "cool" did. A little math for you: 3o lights x $150 a light / 400 = $12. For those of you who don't think that's a lot, that's enough money to go out and do something on a saturday night. That's an hour and half of work. well, I'm gonna get working...
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2004 14 September :: 2.40am
Today I went on training for my student ambassador job. The person who actually signed up for the tour never showed up, so Alana, this sophomore tour guide, took me and this kid Nick around the tour path, telling us what we say, what we do, etc. It was fun, especially getting paid to walk around campus. Anyways, I got my Italian done. I think I'll wake up early to work on my English paper. Right now I'm talking to my "brow buddy," this awesome chic who has her eyebrow pierced too. She comes off as a bad-ass at first, but I'm talking to her online right now and her favorite band appears to be Dashboard. So she's cool. Later.
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2004 13 September :: 12.04am
Real quick. I read through a bunch of my journal entries from the past year and before. I feel sick from the emotional rollercoaster. I feel like I have ADD. It took me all day just to write one paper. Now I have to read the Bible. Looks like I won't be able to start my honors paper. I feel screwed. Procrastination will be the death of me. My roomate's coming back tonight instead of tomorrow. That's good. I don't want to be alone in this room any longer.
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2004 12 September :: 3.22am
:: Music: moneen "pleasently saying the most terrible things"
Excuse Me While I Wallow in Self-Pity
Oh my fuck. Is it possible that senioritus has followed me to college, or have I just lost my motivation? Why is it so easy to give up? I have so much homework today, and yet I can't do it. I tried to do Italian tonight, but when I got to the section where I had to write out full sentences in Italian, I just couldn't do it. How the hell does she expect us to know this stuff? I mean, we're basically teaching this stuff to ourselves. If I can't get a tutor in Italian, I'm screwed. Who the hell uses italian anyways? Spanish would be sooooo more useful. But I'm sure I'd encounter the same situation with the teacher only speaking spanish. And what's up with my sleeping schedule? It's 2:30 and if I try to go to bed, I'm just going to lay their for hours - I didn't even have any coffee today, even though I was dead at 6:00pm and needed it desperately. I went to the library so I could finish my math. The study room is great...so great that I even fell asleep and was awoken by Megan's call, asking if I wanted to go to Simpson for dining. I came back from dinner and started Italian. The preliminary chapter wasn't too difficult. But then I was getting tired and I had to take a nap. Each time I woke up I kept on resetting my alarm for 10 more minutes. At 10:35 I left my work to watch SNL. That sucked because the new season hasn't started yet and it comes in fuzzy. Plus, no one showed up to watch it. They all went to Navy Pier instead to watch the fireworks. They wanted me to go, and maybe I should have, but I was just too tired. I hung out with them later, though. We got ice cream from "White Hens," some corner store, and we listened to music and chilled in sara and theresa's dorm with the other sara, jessica (who used to carpool with Ashton Kutcher back in MN), and Ro-hin. I was surprised because he's indian and he put on that jerky boys skit "you kicked my dog." It was good times, though. Geeze, why am I so pissed off and fed up today? Oh yeah. This is the third week (well almost). I guess the most college students drop out after the third week. I also feel bad because today was 9/11. I feel unpatriotic for not doing anything to comemorate the horrific event. You know what else pisses me off? Our stupid visitation hours. Even if you're a loyola student, even if you're of the same gender, you HAVE to be out of the dorm you're visiting by 2:00am on the weekends and midnight weekdays. This is slightly ridiculous. At least I can look forward to next year, when there's NO visitation hours for sophomores. And when the fuck are my arms going to stop hurting? I feel disabled. And why do I get invited to do things at the worst times? Erin, who I recently realized reminds me almost EXACTLY of erin sprague (tall, smart, rich, super friendly, etc.), hugged me tonight (it made me think she was drunk or something, but I don't think she was) and was trying to persaud me to watch SuperTroopers - at 2:00 in the morning. And tomorrow I have to go to church at 4:00. And I got to remember that next weekend I have training for eucharstic ministering. Plus, the aids run is next week. You know, I want to write my english paper right now, just because it's a simple 2 page paper, but I just don't feel chipper enough to do it. I have a feeling that it'd be a very angry, synical narrative. You know what else sucks? I WANT to learn...but I can't. I want to be enlightened. I want to know everything that I can get my hands on. But my brain is my foe and it won't work how i want it to. What if I had a learning disability? That'd almost be reassuring, but I wouldn't want to have one. Sometimes, I swear that I'm dyslexic when I'm writing and reading. Plus, when i read, I have to read each sentence over and over until my brain will actually pay attention to what I'm reading. My mind wanders a lot when I sit down to do homework. It's just so easy to be distracted, but maybe it's like that for everyone? Okay, now I'm sitting here practicing things I'd say if I was asked certain questions from prospective students. I think I need to go.
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2004 11 September :: 6.11pm
There was something important that I wanted to say last night, but I was too tired to post. Maybe it was the fact that I potentially got a job. I went in today for Student Ambassador training. Fortuneately, Sara checked her email last night and then told me to do the same. The nice thing is, we're all getting paid for training, and we still have two more times to go. I calculate I've made $21.75 before taxes. Hey, that's weekend money right there. I still don't know how the whole pay/hours/time-in thing will work out, but the job is really cool. I get to give prospective students and their families tours of the campus. They gave us a "script," so it can't be that hard. I have to learn how to walk backwards though! Maybe I was going to post about my wild and crazy night. I was supposed to go to target with some people around 4:00, but because the girls were doing laundry, we didn't leave until later. First, we stopped at Carmen's and got some realllly good thin crust pizza. It wasn't too expensive either. Then, I told the people I was with that I know how to get to evanston...stupid idea. Just because erin sprague gave me directions to northwestern doesn't mean it's how you get to target! So we ended up downtown evanston. Since we're all knew to the chicago transit, it was a little difficult finding the right bus and everything, but eventually we just got on the one going to howard and hoped it would take us in the right direction. It turns out target was only a few blocks off howard. But we didn't even get their until 8:45. I got a reading light for my bed as well as an extension cord, wall hooks, and fruit snacks (score!). We also went to best buy because it's right by and I bought the movie It's Pat. I don't even remember if that's funny or not, but it was only $6. I wanted to buy a bunch of CDs, but I'm proud to say that I refrained. Trying to find the el station from there was another story. The cashier at best buy told us which direction, but it turned out to be really, really far from where we were. Luckily, we saw this bus that was going to the howard red line stop, so we had to run after it and wave it down to get on. When we finally got on campus, we all decided to watch a movie in my floor's lounge. I bust out the DVD player and Keith busted out School of Rock. I forgot how funny that movie was. What was hilarious was when this asian kid from my floor walked in stoned and high and asked where the beginning went (we told him it was the end). Megan replied: "It's gone." HAHA. I'm tired. My muscles are soar. I'm irritated when people from back home don't understand me. I have a ton of homework. I'm supposed to go out to eat tonight. I need a three day weekend.
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2004 10 September :: 2.52am
:: Music: brand new "sic transit gloria"
It's Ironic that I heard this Song today and Kirsten wants to rape me
Wow. So much has happened and yet nothing has happened. There was nothing special about today, but it turned out to be amazing. I called sara to see if she wanted to study on the jesuit lawn. Next thing I know, there's a whole group of people there. Needless to say, no one got much of anything done. Around dinner time I was so tired I was gone. Megan said I looked like a robot. haha. I don't doubt that. I drank some coffee at dinner (something I'm beginning to get into the bad habit of doing - I don't even like the taste!) but I didn't even wake me up - not until now at least. I'm WIRED right now. And I have to go to class in like 7 hours. Bah. Anyways, I went to the SEA (Student Environmental Alliance) meeting tonight. A much larger turnout. Laura, this girl from my english class, was there, even though my roomate forgot about it. I also met this other Laura who's really nice. After the meeting, she liked my idea of exploring the 14th floor because we heard it was creepy. You see, the main elevators only go to the 9th floor, and the building is probably only occuppied up to the 10th floor. We found this really old elevator, the kind where you pull the screen shut. I must be at least 75 years old. But for some reason it wouldn't go up past the 10th floor. Instead, we found this stairwell different from the main one and went up that. Dun dun dun! It was so creepy/cool. Starting at the 12th floor, you could tell the upper floors haven't been used in years. There's this story that supposedly this girl killed herself on the 13th floor and now it's haunted. We went up to the very top, though, because it seemed scariest. It looked pitch black, until we got up there and opened the doors. The place was trashed. Clearly, people go up there to drink because there were empty vodka bottles as well as chip bags and newspapers. It just looks so creepy. I managed to talk Laura into adventuring the 13th floor with me. She didn't like the idea too much, but I got her to go in it. The only thing, once we got in there, she didn't want to walk to end with me. It was soo creepy. It was this long hallway and on both sides all the doors were wide open. Especially since it's the "haunted" floor, you expect to see something pop out of one of the rooms. As I was walking down the hallway, I found this piece of paper that said "You must go up to come down." Does that not sound like something you'd hear about in an urban myth or a scary movie? It was great. But Laura wanted to go so we did. But...I'm definitely going to have more adventures up there. When i got back, Kirsten called me because it was her birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!) and a bunch of my friends were hanging out with her in fruitport, having a bon fire and drinking. I guess my muskegon friends made up the rumor that all these girls I hang out with at college want to rape me. Ha! Then Kirsten said she wanted to steal my virginity. Lol. Hey, she says she coming up NEXT WEEK...so it could happen! I talked to my roomate and he said he's totally cool with people of the opposite sex staying the night. But she also knows someone else in chicago, so I guess she might be able to crash there as well. Still, it'll be so cool to see my muskegon friends in chicago! Emily also called me tonight. The other night...we just didnt have such a great conversation. But things seem better now. I should get going. I have class in a few hours. My roomate's going home for the weekend, so it will be strange being in this room by myself. At least we're getting along better, not to say that we weren't. But we might check out some concerts later this month and next. Later.
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2004 9 September :: 12.30am
Nothing really special happened today. I stayed awake through math class, listened semi-intently at the honors seminar (actually, I think I kept wandering off), and had an interview on campus. I applied to be a "Student Ambassador," basically the people who give student tours. This admissions councelor named Matt interviewed me. He seemed like a nice guy, but he did most of the talking. You know how you walk away from an interview and you have a certain feeling. Well, afterwards I wasn't feeling it, so to speak. At least Megan had the same guy I did, and he said the same stuff as he did to me: we're not turning anyone down, but we're only going to have so many paid positions, depending on our need. So if I don't get a paid job, I can volunteer. Hmm. The thought didn't sound too enticing at first, but I suppose I could add it to my resume, possibly work my way to paid employee status. Other than that, I went to the grocery store, Dominics, with Sara, just to check it out. For all you muskegon folk, it's basically like D&W: a low-class meijer with overpriced merchandise. Plus, you have to reply for a fricken "values" card just to get their sale priced items on sale!?! ugh. Well, I'm going to go read for my english class. I just got back from working out, and I can't lift my arms. It's probably been five years since I last lifted weights, so I gotta work on that. "Watch out...these guns'll get you!"
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2004 8 September :: 1.05am
:: Music: D.C. "several ways to die trying"
Done and DONE
Going back to school after the three day wasn't too bad. Italian sucked, but I have a better feel for the class now; basically, we teach ourselves and then show up to class ready to use what we taught ourselves. English isn't too exciting, but at least it's nothing I have to worry about. At freshmen seminar, we learned how to manage our time today. Actually, that's what was on the syllabus. It was more just writing a weekly schedule for ourselves. I couldn't sleep well, so I woke up a little earlier this morning. I got my package that my mom sent. Nothing special, just a bunch of account information, but she did send my yearbooks from grade school. Ashley, Sarah, and I will have to go through that one of those days. I also signed up for my interview for the "student ambassador." It's tomorrow afternoon, so I'm going to try to be as prepared as I can be. It's a job that I reallllly hope to get. Basically, you get paid good wages to give tours of the campus to high school students and their families. It's only a few hours a week, so it's very plausible to pick up another part time job. After that, I headed over to the library to check out their audiovisual collection. It's kinda a pain because you have to search their archives online, fill out a request form, and then wait 2-4 business days to get the tape you want. I placed a request for something - not exaclty sure what it was, but I think it has Robert Fagles, the guy who translated the Odyssey in it. Not exactly the greek mythology tape I was looking for, but hopefully I can learn something from it. Reading the Odyssey (I finished it tonight by the way) gave me a really big headache. It's waaaay too repetitive and descriptive for one person to handle all at once. I think my head will explode. I'm going to go sleep now or do italian homework - sleep sounds like the better candidate.
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2004 7 September :: 3.24am
:: Music: GUK "I'm a loner dotie, a rebel"
out of nowhere I"m in a get up kids mood
I guess you can say I survived my first real weekend at college. To be frank, I'm incredibly tempted to go to a frat party, drink a lot of beer, and hook up with some random girl. I've always thought that that was against my morals, but I guess I was never really in the position to test them, at least not to the degree that I am now. But...schoolwork. I got everything done. Well, mostly. Italian was a bitch because sara and I planned to do it together. First, we couldn't find any open computer labs. Second, we couldn't get the wireless network in CFU to work for us. Third, the regular ethernet in the dorms sucked! We wasted an hour just trying to get into the site. On top of that, we spent over an hour working on the Italian workbook, which was due on labor day, by the way. Then, we opened up the lab manual only to discover 30 assigned sections. Niice. It wasn't tooo bad though. I got done around midnight. Then I got to read the Odyssey. Yep. Homer and I have been spending a lot of quality time together lately. I'm happy to announce that I'm almost to the finish line. I wanted to be done with it yesterday, today at the latest, but it looks like I may have to stay up really late reading or try to get my sleep and do it tomorrow morning/afternoon. No class until 11:30. But I should get up early to study Italian. Where's my roomate? I think I scared him earlier. And now he's disappeared. Unless he's spending some quality time in a dark bathroom. Hmm.. He's actually a pretty cool guy, but I'm just not used to how laid back he is: kinda like me. We did our roomate agreement today and for everything we put down "whatever," as in, anything goes as far as cleaning, people coming over, homework hours, sleeping hours, lights on/off, music, etc. I can't complain. I'd have to say that I got a pretty good roomate...Okay, that was kinda wierd. I went to move my laptop to my bed (taking advantage of the wireless network while it lasts) and my roomate's sleeping. Didn't notice him there. He says he sleeps pretty well, so I shouldn't be too worried about waking him up. I was talking to emily tonight, and I came to the conclusion that muskegon is going to suck when i come home. I like everyone there, and without them, it'd be a plain old shit hole...but muskegon itself is not very exciting. Even if there's "nothing" to do in chicago, it's just cool being here. Off to read and/or sleep.
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2004 6 September :: 1.25am
:: Music: Jack Johnson
Another Lazy Sunday
Today I slept in until a nice 12:00pm. I couldn't fall asleep until after 3:00am though, so I was still pretty tired. After my shower, I met Sara downstairs for lunch. Her life flashed before her eyes when she tipped the table and all the food went sliding toward her and her white shirt (but managed to stay on the table). I also told her about my crazy dream last night in which megan randomly suggested that we dive into the snow. Megan went for it, then sara just plopped down, tripping over a step. Megan got mad at me because I didn't do it. That pretty much fits all our personalities exactly. Afterwards, i came back and read and did laundry. Exciting stuff. Megan called and asked if I wanted to do homework on the "quad," as she calls the lawn in front of the jesuit residence. It was nice laying down on the lawn and reading by the lake. A little later we went to Simpson for dinner (they don't have much food left at 7:00 by the way). Then I went back to my dorm to read some more. I went to church at 10:00pm...and actually got something out of it! I'll just say that I'm a thermometor, and I want to be a thermastat. After that I went to Megan's dorm to listen to music and play card games. I was on the verge of winning every game by a landslide when she came out of nowhere and "robbed" me. Good times though. Now I'm here. I still gotta do a bunch of reading tonight and tomorrow. And Italian.
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