Talking to Justy made me remember my dream from the other night..
My sister and i were in this cave type thing, and she was asking me why I hadn't found a job yet.. And I told her that there really wasn't anything around here.. and she was like "my friend amy saw you at the bank the other day, and she told me that if you had a makeover, that you might have a better chance of getting a job"
I awoke this morning to clouds over the sun, to the perpetual freshness of another day, and to my body telling me that I required less movement than I was enacting at the time.
Oh man.
I'm back in the swing of things I suppose. I have one more class to go to today, and then I'm done. Well, I have my meeting tonight, but then I'll be done.
Wouldn't it be nice...
Human Growth and Development will be interesting, but the room is very large and cold, so it will unenjoyable.
The lady who teaches my creative writing class can't speak in front of people well, and she's super skinny.
I think the bus driver hates her job.
I would really enjoy a real cappuccino right now, but I have rent to pay, which means I don't have the three dollars to spend on it.
I have carrot sticks in my stomach (well, they're not in stick form anymore), and I enjoyed my peanut butter and raspberry preserves sandwich on whole wheat bread that I made myself and ate for lunch.
I have a high level of cognitive development, I was told. I like to organize things in my head. Yes, it gives me pleasure, or rather, it alleviates my cognitive dissonance.
I am taking a Folk and Square Dance course that is designed for Health and Physical EDUCATION majors. Ashley and I are the only non-athletic people in that class.
Instead of an exam, we have to draw up a lesson plan and teach a dance move that should take about twenty minutes. I was thinking about teaching the hobo dance and making something up or doing the jitterbug or belly dancing but I decided not to.
Instead, I am going to teach the Charleston. I don't know how to do it but I've always wanted to learn. I figure that if I have to teach people, I'll learn it far better than I ever would on my own.
In other news, I am thinking of not working this semester. I have a lot of classes and a lot of work to do. We shall see. I might just cut down to nine hours of work.
I had two classes today and I have four tomorrow. My final class tomorrow is what I politely refer to as a semester-long quad. It's a semester-long course that starts at 6:30 and ends at 9:30. Woo.
On the bright side, my French class that I had today is canceled for the rest of this week and the Monday of next week. Also, tomorrow is the first day of my Folk and Square Dance class. Hopefully it will be just fun and not just work.
Here's to an awesome semester!
Also, all of you need to come home on the weekend of January 25 so we can celebrate my big two-one. I am contemplating partying Monday night too and just skipping my 9:25 class. We shall see.
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2008 7 January :: 5.14pm
:: Music: a day to be alone - one less reason
Its amazing how your surroundings impact your feelings.
Lately I have had more than enough time to think about things.
And I'm not sure if it's because I'm a very fickle indecisive person, or because I really truly do not know what I want out of life, but I haven't been able to come up with an answer for anything.
The more I think, the more clustered everything gets.
I'm almost positive what i want to go to college for, and career i want to pursue.
I feel that my boyfriend deserves more than what I am capable of giving him.
But I know that if that were true, he'd leave or been gone a long time ago.
Which makes me very grateful for every moment I've spent with him, every memory we've created, and anxious for moments and memories to come.
Is it possible to be so completely happy, yet feel so depressed at the same time?
I just finished with my first class of the new semester. It was English 201, which is an English Composition class that's required. Boo. But...I do have it with the same professor I had for Literary Analysis, which is cool. He's in his seventies, has a five year old kid, and is fairly crazy. Yep.
Anyway, most of my classes are tomorrow, so we'll see how it goes!
its a new year, tomorrow i'm going out ot manpower, hopefully i can get in at ITW.
Box moved to ludington with his mom.
Its funny how a group of friends can fall apart.
wow, i just relised i started this update 35 minutes ago.
started talking to people on AIM and forgot about it. lol.
i'm watching the shineing now. Its the one with jack nicolson in it, this is the part where there is a naked chick in 237... Oh well, it doesn't make sense to me at all. i'm hungry, going to go find some eats.
just the line
"im already pregnant, really what other shenanigans can I get into"
that line by itself has me dying to see Juno with ellen page.
anybody who has seen it throw your opinion at me because honestly this is one of the those movies that if it sucks I am going to be really pissed because im so excited for it
I wish I had some money
i am tired.
bored and tired. I wish I had some money and something worth doing to do. valentines day is coming up and I am still not sure what i am supposed to get for andy. shit. money is tight. again. but it is okay
liveable. yar. I think that I may make a toasted pb and j and eat it with a tall cold glass of milk. mmhmm. yall got my number use it.
I saw my Dentist drinking pop yesterday. It made me giggle on the inside.
My Birthday in 3 days! I'll no longer be a 'teen' and that feels really weird to me.
Welcome 2008! I sadly worked during New Years eve, so I ddnt even get to sit home and watch the ball drop, let alone be out with friends. =(
Damn Meijer Nazis.
On another note, I heard Vitamin C's "Graduation" while working the other day. I admit it brought on a couple tears.
EDIT: Haha! Gotta love Wee-man dude. This was posted on his myspace blog yesterday.
Proof that the world falls apart when I leave the country:
Britney shaved her head while we were in Amsterdam.
There was a school shooting while we were in France.
Kurt Vonnegut died.
Anna Nicole Smith died.
Britney hit a car with an umbrella while we were in London.
My dad went into the hospital.
My cat began to fall over regularly.
