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2007 28 January :: 11.32pm
:: Mood: amused
My face got windburnt from walking to and from my car.
Poo.
Now I know why Rueben doesn't misspell so much these days, Firefox has spell check and it underlines all the words that it think are misspelled.
I find it annoying, but oh well.
I bought those Kool-Aid things today that are plastic and have the twist off caps. It reminds me of being five. They were only $1.00 for six, and I needed some berry cheer.
I finally went and picked up my driver's license. Now, it's time for a job.
Michelle
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2007 26 January :: 2.10pm
:: Mood: cheerful
I'm having such a good day today!!! I woke up and watched some CNN and my hair was still curled from last night, so I did a touch up and it still looks really great. In American Literature, we were discussing Emily Dickinson, and I had a validating, but short, converstation with the professor and another student about how we admire her life and her convictions, but we don't necessarily like her poetry. Then, in Literary Analysis, I shared my response paper and the professor told me that it was the perfect aim of a Formalistic Critic (probably the best in the class, he said), and the only problem was that I didn't include that the message of piece was desirable, or in that case, that I just didn't include an opinion, which, of course is negotiable, but still a good piece of advice. And, when I walked back to the dorms, the ground was a slushy. but my socks didn't get wet!
I find it a little odd that I'm so cheerful, but it's just one of those days where everything is going right! I'm eating with Rueben in fifteen minutes at the RFoC, and then I'm on to finish up my homework for the week. This leaves all weekend to lounging and mayhaps a bit of cleaning (my side of the room is in sore need of some tidying).
Michelle
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2007 25 January :: 9.38pm
I went to a social event for Kappa Kappa Psi tonight. It was really great and I'm really excited to join. It's so nice to be with band kids again. Those are the only people you can have debates about legalizing prostitution, abortion, and which star trek series was the best all in the same half an hour.
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2007 23 January :: 10.47pm
:: Mood: crazy
I just got back from working out with Rueben. I don't understand why the fitness center is so busy at ten thirty at night. It's the only time that we can go together, but I would go in the middle of the day if I had a choice.
I went to an open rush tonight. I'm going to join Kappa Kappa Si. It's music/band co-ed fraternity that is based in service work for the music, mostly band, organizations. I'm excited. Now the only thing left to do is get a job!
I finally figured out how I'm going to get out of college in four years without killing myself. The answer: Summer classes. I have an appointment Thursday with my academic advisor to see if this is a real possibility. I hope it is.
Time to shower, do some homework (Ugh, EDU 107 video quiz), and got to bed. Tomorrow is my busy day (five classes!).
Michelle
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2007 20 January :: 5.42pm
And the sunset was blood red, a beauty stolen from the flesh. It coursed through the sky and splayed out into the clear blue that held it in. Not a cloud in sight to mar the too perfect spectacle.
Considering this sight, the boy wondered. He wondered in the way a new parent marvels at the ten perfectly tiny fingers and the ten perfectly petite toes of her newborn. A wonder of nature created by man.
For the sunset, the beauty of it all, was only a sign of his destruction. One last plea from the sky before it fell to the hand of man. The blood red was merely a product of his modern life.
The boy turned away from the window as the red faded into the horizon, behind the skeleton trees. The realization of the conception of the wonderfilled sight came to him. It was only then that he understood his place in his world. He would honor, celebrate, and even write of scenes of beauty, but with every car ride to the mountains, every piece of plastic discarded, every flip of a light switch, he would silently acknowledge his part in the murder.
In the last rays of the sun, the blood red shone upon him, casting him in his fitting color.
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2007 19 January :: 4.10pm
My intro to literary analysis professor proposed a unique idea to my class today. He offered that, at every moment, humans are in one of the five stages of grief. These are onset by loss, and we lose something in every minute that passes in our lives.
Although I have to memorize seventy two words (dealing with literary analysis, such as Accent, Enjambment, and Doggerel) and their definitions in a week and a half, it's still my favorite class this year.
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2007 14 January :: 2.57am
"I anchor my ship for a little while only,
My messengers continually cruise away or bring their returns to me."
-Walt Whitman "Song Of Myself" from Leaves of Grass
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 36.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
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2007 13 January :: 10.00pm
:: Mood: contemplative
I was just affirmed in my nerdishness of English Literature. I just watched Bridget Jones's Diary for the first time with Liz, and couldn't help but pick out all the similarities between it and Pride and Predjudice. I'm sure upon more viewings, I could recognize even more similarities. To start, the love interest was named Darcy, there was a phase that started the exact same way as the first line of the novel ("It is a truth universally acknowledged..."), and the relationship between the two love interests was very similar (save modern 'amping up') to that of Wickham and Mr. Darcy. It was all quite interesting.
Waiting for my hair to dry, it's taking an awfully long time.
Happy Saturday, Everyone.
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2007 12 January :: 12.03am
:: Mood: drunk
The world is spinning around me,
Or is it just my head,
Listening to foreign melodies,
Strangers in my bed.
So sad, so sorry,
You feel so bad for you,
I can't think about it all,
How deep is it through?
Approving all your friends,
Laughing loudly all,
Are we going to be caught,
I'm not responsible for the fall.
Making spontaneous shreeks,
Far into the midnight,
The train goes by,
We turn out the light.
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2007 11 January :: 10.06pm
What the fuck?
Proper questions, indeed.
The blue sky represents her newfound freedom, whereas the clouds that are covering it up are her grief.
Anyone?
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2007 10 January :: 3.49pm
Second real day of classes. Literary analysis isn't so scary after all. I realized that I just have one of those profs that talks about whatever he wants, and there really isn't any logical succession of his thoughts. For a while I thought I was going crazy, but, in light of another class, it's just him.
My political science class is great. It's a huge lecture class, but the prof is great. For over an hour we had a debate about the what rights the Constitution gives to which branch of government pertaining to the Bush Administration's (and for that matter, many other administration's) invasion of foreign countries without an order or Declaration of War from Congress.
In a class of over one hundred and fifty, it gets quite roudy when you start talking about Iraq and namely Bush.
One girl asked, "Why are you guys being so mean to Bush? All I hear is people bashing him, why can't you say anything good about him?"
Then she admitted that didn't even know that there were never really weapons of mass destruction, and that she didn't know Sadaam had nothing to do with nine eleven.
It was all quite fun. I could have swam in the ignorance that was in that room.
Thankfully, there were a few who spoke out and had valid points. It was an hour well spent.
Presidential Address tonight, don't miss it.
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2007 9 January :: 6.40pm
I finally got my internet working, or shall I say, RUEBEN got my internet working.
Second semester of college is going...well so far. This semester is going to be a little bit harder than last, but I think I can deal with that.
And, the new roommates are better by far. No that the others weren't fun...they just had too much "fun" for me.
Updates are sure to come often. Beware.
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2007 5 January :: 2.40pm
So.. Alyssa and I decided that we are going to get our ear peirced together, on the top cartilage area. I think we are going to do it this weekend. I think it's going to be fun, but i'm scared that it will hurt. I'm a big sissy about things poking.. no stabbing through skin. haha.
thats my update.. have a good weekend everyone
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2007 2 January :: 8.41pm
:: Mood: cheerful
I'm chemically relaxing my hair right now to make it just a little bit more straight. It burns a little. I'm use to it though, I've been doing it for four years.
Anyway, I worked my usual eight hours today. People really are getting more unintelligent and annoying everyday. I'm too fed up with them to give any examples anymore.
Perhaps some mau playing tonight, but not positive. All I know is that my hair is going to have a certain odor, and I'm ready for some fun.
It's going to be some night.
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2007 1 January :: 9.00pm
So.. stayed up till 7 am this morning, and slept till noon. It was nice. Came home and had to clean clean clean though. I found this keychain and on the front it says: Samantha: "she who listens" and on the back it says:
"the world has great need for her
turns her problems into oppertunities
has keen vision in matters of the heart
once committed, she follows through
inspires others to achieve
not swayed by adversity
one who is immune to pessimism
likes being in exotic places"
I thought it was very interesting.
I've never really been any where exotic.. but it sounds fun.
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