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Oh sweet winter how bitterly sweet you are. With your pure white snow that covers the small town making it a beautiful winter wonderland. The crisp wind that blows at my face reminds me that I am still alive. And your wintry smells remind us that the holidays are close. Yes, dear winter you truly are beautiful.
But...
Don't you think you've had enough? The days are getting longer with daylight, letting us know that spring wants to appear. Your random spurts of snow fall, that last no more than 30 minutes serve no more purpose. The snow that once made a beautiful winter wonderland now has turned to ice covered in mud. The roads give you an oh so claustrophobic feeling while the snow just sits there waiting to melt. Please dear winter, you've had your 15 minutes of fame, won't you let spring have a turn? The sun tries to peak through your thick gray clouds, yet you insist that it remain cold. Won't you have pity on us? Can't you see the way we bundle up makes us so uncomfortable. Please dear winter, have mercy on our frozen souls...
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Dear Little One...
Dear Little One,
If I could rewind time and come back and talk to you I would. So little, so innocent, just wanting time to pass so you can hurry and grow up. Oh but if you only knew what I know now, I think you might enjoy the carefree life you currently have. The parents aren't really that bad, because it could be months before the next time you see them. Cleaning your room isn't that bad compared to cleaning a kitchen, bathroom, dining room, and living room. Doing a few chores around the house to make a little extra cash for new toys isn't that bad compared to a job 19 hours a week to pay for rent, bills, and school. So see little one? Don't try and grow up to fast. You have a whole life ahead of you. Go play while the time is still young. Don't wish for the time to hurry up, it'll come soon enough.
If I could rewind time and come back and talk to you I would. So little, so innocent, just wanting time to pass so you can hurry and grow up. Oh but if you only knew what I know now, I think you might enjoy the carefree life you currently have. The parents aren't really that bad, because it could be months before the next time you see them. Cleaning your room isn't that bad compared to cleaning a kitchen, bathroom, dining room, and living room. Doing a few chores around the house to make a little extra cash for new toys isn't that bad compared to a job 19 hours a week to pay for rent, bills, and school. So see little one? Don't try and grow up to fast. You have a whole life ahead of you. Go play while the time is still young. Don't wish for the time to hurry up, it'll come soon enough.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Oh Time How You Escape Me.
Wow...I know it's been a while. Things got a little crazy on me and I've neglected the things that I've considered not as important. So here's an update:
I've changed my major to communication studies.
Business law just didn't cut it for me. I just wasn't going to have another crazy professor like her. I have new professors that I like so much better. Although, I'm still kinda skeptical about one of them. He like to ask us why a lot. "Why do you think that is?" "Do you agree? Why?" And sometimes he just sits there staring at us until we answer. I do see what he's getting at, but sometimes I wonder if he just wants to argue with us. Someone gives him an answer and it seems like they are always on the defense. Sometimes it's a little too stressful because I don't know why I believe what I believe, it's just what I believe! But it's ok because anything is better than crunching numbers or learning about laws that don't really make sense.
And so now I am currently waiting as patiently as possible for the hint of spring to arrive. The heating bill has gotten to high, all my long sleeve shirts are dirty, and we have been running out of hot water from the many hot showers/baths us roomies have been constantly taking. I've decided there is nothing good about winter, except for that picture perfect scenery that is just outside my window. But the moment I step foot out of my door, the frosted trees and the snowy ground have lost their perfectness in my eyes and the cold air seems to taunt me. I just want my sunshine back. I'm tired of waking up to yet another cold frosty morning. Oh winter, how you trouble me so.
I've changed my major to communication studies.
Business law just didn't cut it for me. I just wasn't going to have another crazy professor like her. I have new professors that I like so much better. Although, I'm still kinda skeptical about one of them. He like to ask us why a lot. "Why do you think that is?" "Do you agree? Why?" And sometimes he just sits there staring at us until we answer. I do see what he's getting at, but sometimes I wonder if he just wants to argue with us. Someone gives him an answer and it seems like they are always on the defense. Sometimes it's a little too stressful because I don't know why I believe what I believe, it's just what I believe! But it's ok because anything is better than crunching numbers or learning about laws that don't really make sense.
And so now I am currently waiting as patiently as possible for the hint of spring to arrive. The heating bill has gotten to high, all my long sleeve shirts are dirty, and we have been running out of hot water from the many hot showers/baths us roomies have been constantly taking. I've decided there is nothing good about winter, except for that picture perfect scenery that is just outside my window. But the moment I step foot out of my door, the frosted trees and the snowy ground have lost their perfectness in my eyes and the cold air seems to taunt me. I just want my sunshine back. I'm tired of waking up to yet another cold frosty morning. Oh winter, how you trouble me so.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
If She Hasn't Already Gone Crazy, She Did Today
Turns out I didn't do as bad on my Accounting test as I thought. Which made it a good morning...and then I had to go to Business Law, and that's where all the fun begins...
The guy that always talks to me (we'll call him "Joe" cause I don't know his actual name) was already in class waiting for it to start. We had 15 minutes before class and I knew that once I went in he was going to start talking to me. I almost considered turning around and go find a bathroom to waste some time. But he saw me and I knew there was no turning back. So I went in and sat down and waited for him to start talking to me. 5...4...3...2...1... "So what'd you think of that Accounting test?"Bingo! He had started. The next 10 minutes it was him talking about the test in accounting, the final in business law, the test in accounting, the final in business law, etc. I don't exactly remember much about our conversation...or should I say his conversation. In my head I was having my own conversation..."Oh please stop talking, you're not saying very intelligent things. Won't you please stop talking to me? Please...? Wait...did he stop talking?!?! No...he just had to take a breath...Oh Cody where are you?!" (Cody is the other guy I sit next to. I talk to him so the other guy won't talk to me. Sometimes "Joe" just joins in our conversation, and when I say join I really mean take over. Finally Cody arrived and we started talking about random stuff, until "Joe" jumped in and started talking about video games. I was actually grateful when my professor walked in looking all frazzled like usual. I was thankful for about 2 minutes and then SHE started talking... I just can't win...
So first she gave us a worksheet. The questions were all completely different, yet all the answers were the same. Huh. Figure that one out. Then she asked a question...
"What do managers do?"
"They manage stores" One student replied.
"No, what do they do?"
"They are in charge of the store" another student said
No, what do they do?"
By this time she's laughing, smiling, and shaking her head...at the same time. She was clearly getting a kick out of this.
"What do managers do?"
"They manage a store!"
"No, what do they do?"
"They run a store"
She shakes her head/laughs/smiles and runs in place
"No, what do they do. This is running, what else do they do besides running a store." (Remember the word BESIDES because it will be important to the rest of the story.) If she didn't look crazy already she definitely did in this scene. Finally, we caught on.
"They sell stuff??"
"Right, ok so they sell stuff" And then she wrote that on the board. "What else?"
"They hire people?"
"Right, so why do they hire people?"
"To sell stuff."
"Correct, so managers don't really sell stuff , they hire people to do it for them."
(Than why would she write that the sell stuff on the board and tell us we were correct if we were actually wrong?!?!?!?!?!?!?!) We continued to come up with list and in the end we had a list of what managers DO, which was everything they need to do to run a frickin store! So what she meant when she said BESIDES running the store I'll never know...
My group member and I all looked at each other, shook our heads and left. WTF was what we were all thinking.
The guy that always talks to me (we'll call him "Joe" cause I don't know his actual name) was already in class waiting for it to start. We had 15 minutes before class and I knew that once I went in he was going to start talking to me. I almost considered turning around and go find a bathroom to waste some time. But he saw me and I knew there was no turning back. So I went in and sat down and waited for him to start talking to me. 5...4...3...2...1... "So what'd you think of that Accounting test?"Bingo! He had started. The next 10 minutes it was him talking about the test in accounting, the final in business law, the test in accounting, the final in business law, etc. I don't exactly remember much about our conversation...or should I say his conversation. In my head I was having my own conversation..."Oh please stop talking, you're not saying very intelligent things. Won't you please stop talking to me? Please...? Wait...did he stop talking?!?! No...he just had to take a breath...Oh Cody where are you?!" (Cody is the other guy I sit next to. I talk to him so the other guy won't talk to me. Sometimes "Joe" just joins in our conversation, and when I say join I really mean take over. Finally Cody arrived and we started talking about random stuff, until "Joe" jumped in and started talking about video games. I was actually grateful when my professor walked in looking all frazzled like usual. I was thankful for about 2 minutes and then SHE started talking... I just can't win...
So first she gave us a worksheet. The questions were all completely different, yet all the answers were the same. Huh. Figure that one out. Then she asked a question...
"What do managers do?"
"They manage stores" One student replied.
"No, what do they do?"
"They are in charge of the store" another student said
No, what do they do?"
By this time she's laughing, smiling, and shaking her head...at the same time. She was clearly getting a kick out of this.
"What do managers do?"
"They manage a store!"
"No, what do they do?"
"They run a store"
She shakes her head/laughs/smiles and runs in place
"No, what do they do. This is running, what else do they do besides running a store." (Remember the word BESIDES because it will be important to the rest of the story.) If she didn't look crazy already she definitely did in this scene. Finally, we caught on.
"They sell stuff??"
"Right, ok so they sell stuff" And then she wrote that on the board. "What else?"
"They hire people?"
"Right, so why do they hire people?"
"To sell stuff."
"Correct, so managers don't really sell stuff , they hire people to do it for them."
(Than why would she write that the sell stuff on the board and tell us we were correct if we were actually wrong?!?!?!?!?!?!?!) We continued to come up with list and in the end we had a list of what managers DO, which was everything they need to do to run a frickin store! So what she meant when she said BESIDES running the store I'll never know...
My group member and I all looked at each other, shook our heads and left. WTF was what we were all thinking.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
2 Reasons Why I Just Might Be An Idiot
1) I told a boy that I couldn't go out with him on Sunday because I had to unclog my drains...
2) I didn't know you had to request an absentee ballot...and so I requested mine to late.
Yeah...I could probably think of more reasons but I try and forget all the stupid things I've done in my life. Those are the ones that keep gnawing at me.
2) I didn't know you had to request an absentee ballot...and so I requested mine to late.
Yeah...I could probably think of more reasons but I try and forget all the stupid things I've done in my life. Those are the ones that keep gnawing at me.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Maybe I'm Not Quite Done
Someone very wise told me not to stop writing. So I won't. I will point out though that there will be days when this won't be very entertaining. In that case I ask that you bear with me because we can't all me great.
So here's an update.
Classes have started and I'm trying my best to understand the complex ideas they stuff into my head. I ran into one of my friends in the coffee shop today. We talked about the classes we were taking and she looked at me as though I was crazy after telling her my classes. She then explained to me that I'm not suppose to be taking Accounting 251 and Business Law together because those are some of the hardest classes. She's an education major and even she knows that. I think my advisor and I are going to have a nice little chat come registration time. It makes sense that I feel I always have something to do.
I really can't understand my Business Law class. I walk out of that class never knowing anything new, except that the answer to yesterday's problem was a different answer today. She tell us to find the "rule" in the text. We ask her if it's the same as a definition she says "yes" we write the definition and she tells us we are wrong. We ask her for help she says "find the rule" we start discussing among ourselves she says "there's no time for that write the rule" we ask for help she says "write the rule." I think it's clear by now we don't understand what she wants.
Oh school how you drain me. I don't remember that last time I was this busy....
There is a guy that sits next to me in my Business Law class. He always talks to me about stuff I don't care about. He complains about our Accounting class and then about Business Law and then he tells me he is going to get drunk this weekend and egg people's houses whoever calls the cops. Then he goes back to complaining about Accounting. Finally, he gets tired and falls asleep.
My friend Ryee is what keeps my going through Accounting. He mimics the teacher and laughs at himself. The other day he snuck into the class before us, sat in the back with his hood on his head, got the answers for our homework and then gave them to me. That's why I keep him as my friend.
Well it's been another productive day. Looking forward to it tomorrow....?
So here's an update.
Classes have started and I'm trying my best to understand the complex ideas they stuff into my head. I ran into one of my friends in the coffee shop today. We talked about the classes we were taking and she looked at me as though I was crazy after telling her my classes. She then explained to me that I'm not suppose to be taking Accounting 251 and Business Law together because those are some of the hardest classes. She's an education major and even she knows that. I think my advisor and I are going to have a nice little chat come registration time. It makes sense that I feel I always have something to do.
I really can't understand my Business Law class. I walk out of that class never knowing anything new, except that the answer to yesterday's problem was a different answer today. She tell us to find the "rule" in the text. We ask her if it's the same as a definition she says "yes" we write the definition and she tells us we are wrong. We ask her for help she says "find the rule" we start discussing among ourselves she says "there's no time for that write the rule" we ask for help she says "write the rule." I think it's clear by now we don't understand what she wants.
Oh school how you drain me. I don't remember that last time I was this busy....
There is a guy that sits next to me in my Business Law class. He always talks to me about stuff I don't care about. He complains about our Accounting class and then about Business Law and then he tells me he is going to get drunk this weekend and egg people's houses whoever calls the cops. Then he goes back to complaining about Accounting. Finally, he gets tired and falls asleep.
My friend Ryee is what keeps my going through Accounting. He mimics the teacher and laughs at himself. The other day he snuck into the class before us, sat in the back with his hood on his head, got the answers for our homework and then gave them to me. That's why I keep him as my friend.
Well it's been another productive day. Looking forward to it tomorrow....?
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Something More Intellectual
I went back and read some of my older blogs and I've come to the conclusion that the newer blogs just got stupider. And then I decided that I should just delete it because blogs aren't cool anymore. I only did it because the roommates did it (peer pressure always wins). And now we aren't even roommates anymore...well Kayla and I are still, but we live in separate rooms now. It's just I have nothing interesting to write anymore. My life has gone from dull to duller in a matter of weeks. I study to much about numbers, laws, and the economy, and I'm sure that's not what people want to read about...well I'm sure some do, just not what I have to say about it because I'm just a college student. So what do I really know about life? Well here's what I've learned so far
1. Whenever I have my outfit planned for the next day the weather will always ruin my plans.
2. Don't smile to often, people will wonder what's wrong with you
3. You can't get through life without knowing about music, movies, famous people, or politics. It's all some people ever talk about
4. Saying what's on your mind is never a good thing. Think before you say talk
5. You should learn to be open minded about things, people like you better if you look at their point of view instead of trying to defend yours. Although it's not necessary a bad thing, just sometimes if you're always defending everything you're impossible to have a conversation with
6. Sometimes it's ok to wear black and brown together
7. The nutrition facts on the back of a food item are listed from most to least
8. Marilyn Manson is a guy despite his name
9. People like you more if you write a song for them
10. The more I search after God's heart, the more I see the change in my own heart
That's the top ten...sort of.
I love my apartment, and I love it here in Cheney. But I seem to feel stuck in this place. I don't know where I want to go in life or what I want to do. I feel like I have so many options yet hardly any at all. I just hope something works out...
1. Whenever I have my outfit planned for the next day the weather will always ruin my plans.
2. Don't smile to often, people will wonder what's wrong with you
3. You can't get through life without knowing about music, movies, famous people, or politics. It's all some people ever talk about
4. Saying what's on your mind is never a good thing. Think before you say talk
5. You should learn to be open minded about things, people like you better if you look at their point of view instead of trying to defend yours. Although it's not necessary a bad thing, just sometimes if you're always defending everything you're impossible to have a conversation with
6. Sometimes it's ok to wear black and brown together
7. The nutrition facts on the back of a food item are listed from most to least
8. Marilyn Manson is a guy despite his name
9. People like you more if you write a song for them
10. The more I search after God's heart, the more I see the change in my own heart
That's the top ten...sort of.
I love my apartment, and I love it here in Cheney. But I seem to feel stuck in this place. I don't know where I want to go in life or what I want to do. I feel like I have so many options yet hardly any at all. I just hope something works out...
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Update?? Ok!
So, I have no one to talk to. Megan and Kayla are both on the phone... lame! So just a quick update I suppose.
1. Hockey is now my new favorite sport
2. Megan and I are now SPFL! (Shopping Partners For Life!)
3. I really just want me heater to work...
4. Friends + alcohol = hilariously entertaining
5. I hate business law
6. The spiders in our apartment are becoming less and less
7. Here comes Kayla
8. And here comes Megan
9. Now we're talking about the hockey game
10. K, now we're just staring at each other...
Update is finished. They are getting suspicious. Awkward...
1. Hockey is now my new favorite sport
2. Megan and I are now SPFL! (Shopping Partners For Life!)
3. I really just want me heater to work...
4. Friends + alcohol = hilariously entertaining
5. I hate business law
6. The spiders in our apartment are becoming less and less
7. Here comes Kayla
8. And here comes Megan
9. Now we're talking about the hockey game
10. K, now we're just staring at each other...
Update is finished. They are getting suspicious. Awkward...
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Exciting?! No...I Don't Think So.
Ok this has been my excitement for the past week...
Went to work and tripped up the stairs and fell. Thankfully no one was around to see it. Then I had to go deliver something so I tripped up the stairs and fell again. Still no one around to see it.
Saw an old man driving a lawn mower down the street.
Got a drunk voice mail from the same person who always calls me when he is drunk and in Cheney.
My sister and Erica came to stay for the night. They were visiting friends who are way more important than Rachel and I but still I got to see them for a few hours, and got a bouquet of flowers out of their visit.
Got new glasses that actually aren't to bad. I wear them more often now.
And that's been about it. I live such a simple life...
Went to work and tripped up the stairs and fell. Thankfully no one was around to see it. Then I had to go deliver something so I tripped up the stairs and fell again. Still no one around to see it.
Saw an old man driving a lawn mower down the street.
Got a drunk voice mail from the same person who always calls me when he is drunk and in Cheney.
My sister and Erica came to stay for the night. They were visiting friends who are way more important than Rachel and I but still I got to see them for a few hours, and got a bouquet of flowers out of their visit.
Got new glasses that actually aren't to bad. I wear them more often now.
And that's been about it. I live such a simple life...
Monday, June 30, 2008
I Say Hot, Hot, Hot
I get it now. I know what Angela and Kayla mean when they say the summer gets so hot in Eastern Washington that you just don't go outside. I thought they were crazy....but is it weird that I'm enjoying this weather??? I mean, yes 96 degrees was a little over the top the other day... but 83 degrees... I kinda don't mind it. Now before you consider me mentally insane you do have to realize that this winter was awful. So I'm just appreciating what I've waited for for so long. Cause you can't complain about winter AND summer. That would just be silly.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Singing Songs and Sing Alongs
So I'm in the process of writing my story (http://inthreeparts.blogspot.com/) but I thought getting caught up on this thing is way more important...for now. So as I was at work trying to find something to do for the last hour it occurred to me that the same people (Carmen, Kayla, Megan, and Rachel) are the exact same people in "That's What We Said" (http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=265247424) Crazy huh? Some day we'll be famous....
Ok so here's an update on the last few days...
I've had some weird dreams. Dream number one goes like this:
I'm sitting in my dorm room with Angela and Kayla. We're talking and Angela keeps making fun of me, nagging me, and pestering me. All of a sudden I yell at Angela and tell her to back off. And in my head I'm thinking "Wow, I sounded really mad...but I am mad...I can't believe how stern that was (I was almost proud of myself for being so stern)" and then I get off my bed and I'm about to leave the room but then decided not to because I was tired of always leaving when I got mad. Instead I grab a pillow and lay on Kayla's bed and start crying. Kayla then gets teary-eyed and says to me "I know how you feel. Heather does the same to me. But you just have to ignore it." Angela apologizes saying she didn't mean to hurt my feelings and I look at the pillow and start fiddling with it and replied "it's ok." I wanted to apologize for yelling at her but I couldn't bring myself to. I was thinking that it was ok that I got mad, I wasn't in the wrong. Then it just got extremely uncomfortably awkward...then I woke up.
Ok dream number two goes like this:
I'm shopping with Rachel for a prom dress. And I can't figure out why no one else is. I haven't been asked to prom yet and neither has Rachel. And I'm trying to figure out why no one has been asked yet. Then I realize that prom is still 3 weeks away, but it still didn't make sense. Because three weeks was still pretty soon. Then someone asks me what grade I'm in and I say I'm a senior in high school. But in my head I keep thinking "that doesn't sound right, why doesn't that sound right. I'm a senior? Yeah...I'm a senior...why do I feel like I should be older?" And it goes on like that for a while and I just can't figure out why it doesn't sound right....then I woke up.
Weird huh? So Kayla if you can please explain to me what these mean.
So I haven't really been doing much but work. Sometimes I'll go see Rachel who works at the jazz radio station. I'll talk to her while she presses button and stuff. Our conversations usually go like this...
Me: "Hey can I say something?"
Rachel: "No"
Me: "Come on! I can do it. Listen (and then I talk in my best radio voice) Thank you for listening to jazz 89.5"
Rachel: "No"
Me: "Ok...well then can you give me a shout out?"
Rachel: umm, no"
Me: "Can I press buttons?, Can I pick the next song?!"
Rachel: "You're not allowed to touch anything"
And that goes on for a while. Sooner or later I give up and decide to go home. Walk the long lonely walk by myself. Sometimes I just decide to not go see her and just listen (like for right now for example), the only time I will ever listen to jazz. And now even as I listen to it I can't really stand it. But good friends support each other...right?
Well I'm in the process of writing yet another song. So that's what I must leave to go do now. I know you would love to keep reading this oh-so-interesting blog, but if I ever learned anything from this life it's you don't always get what you want. And I want to write my song so that means you don't get to read anymore. Life's not always fair but it's how you deal with it that makes you who you are.
Hugs and kisses from the one who keeps you entertained for about 5 minutes...or however long it takes you to read this.
And in the words of Jared..
Peace!
Ok so here's an update on the last few days...
I've had some weird dreams. Dream number one goes like this:
I'm sitting in my dorm room with Angela and Kayla. We're talking and Angela keeps making fun of me, nagging me, and pestering me. All of a sudden I yell at Angela and tell her to back off. And in my head I'm thinking "Wow, I sounded really mad...but I am mad...I can't believe how stern that was (I was almost proud of myself for being so stern)" and then I get off my bed and I'm about to leave the room but then decided not to because I was tired of always leaving when I got mad. Instead I grab a pillow and lay on Kayla's bed and start crying. Kayla then gets teary-eyed and says to me "I know how you feel. Heather does the same to me. But you just have to ignore it." Angela apologizes saying she didn't mean to hurt my feelings and I look at the pillow and start fiddling with it and replied "it's ok." I wanted to apologize for yelling at her but I couldn't bring myself to. I was thinking that it was ok that I got mad, I wasn't in the wrong. Then it just got extremely uncomfortably awkward...then I woke up.
Ok dream number two goes like this:
I'm shopping with Rachel for a prom dress. And I can't figure out why no one else is. I haven't been asked to prom yet and neither has Rachel. And I'm trying to figure out why no one has been asked yet. Then I realize that prom is still 3 weeks away, but it still didn't make sense. Because three weeks was still pretty soon. Then someone asks me what grade I'm in and I say I'm a senior in high school. But in my head I keep thinking "that doesn't sound right, why doesn't that sound right. I'm a senior? Yeah...I'm a senior...why do I feel like I should be older?" And it goes on like that for a while and I just can't figure out why it doesn't sound right....then I woke up.
Weird huh? So Kayla if you can please explain to me what these mean.
So I haven't really been doing much but work. Sometimes I'll go see Rachel who works at the jazz radio station. I'll talk to her while she presses button and stuff. Our conversations usually go like this...
Me: "Hey can I say something?"
Rachel: "No"
Me: "Come on! I can do it. Listen (and then I talk in my best radio voice) Thank you for listening to jazz 89.5"
Rachel: "No"
Me: "Ok...well then can you give me a shout out?"
Rachel: umm, no"
Me: "Can I press buttons?, Can I pick the next song?!"
Rachel: "You're not allowed to touch anything"
And that goes on for a while. Sooner or later I give up and decide to go home. Walk the long lonely walk by myself. Sometimes I just decide to not go see her and just listen (like for right now for example), the only time I will ever listen to jazz. And now even as I listen to it I can't really stand it. But good friends support each other...right?
Well I'm in the process of writing yet another song. So that's what I must leave to go do now. I know you would love to keep reading this oh-so-interesting blog, but if I ever learned anything from this life it's you don't always get what you want. And I want to write my song so that means you don't get to read anymore. Life's not always fair but it's how you deal with it that makes you who you are.
Hugs and kisses from the one who keeps you entertained for about 5 minutes...or however long it takes you to read this.
And in the words of Jared..
Peace!
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Pictures
Ok pictures. Yes!
The Empty Closets
The Lost Dog
The New Haircut
The Empty Room
The Empty Closets
The Lost Dog
The New Haircut
And that's my blog! Rachel's back! I's so excited! Roomies once again!
Friday, June 20, 2008
Simple Life, Simple Goals.
So I went to bed at 8:50 last night. But you see my eyes were so tired they were watering...while they were closed. I'm so lame I know. And instead of being at a cabin this weekend with some friends I'm stuck here in the good old Cheney. Responsibilities.... just can't seem to escape them. Oh well. It's life.
Ok so I managed to not clamp my hand in a binder today or get a paper cut... I guess that's an accomplishment? And it's 8:52 and I'm not in bed, yes! I have such simple goals. =)
Ok so I managed to not clamp my hand in a binder today or get a paper cut... I guess that's an accomplishment? And it's 8:52 and I'm not in bed, yes! I have such simple goals. =)
Thursday, June 19, 2008
All In A Days Work
So it's been a while I know. Oh well.
So it's been taking some getting used to working full time and all. I think that by tomorrow I will be exhausted. Because it's only 7:30 and I'm already thinking about going to bed. Lame I know.
So today I managed to get at least 5 paper cuts...or more...I lost count after I got a paper cut on my foot. Funny thing is the paper slid right through my hands and cut my foot. No cuts were found on my hands except the ones that I got earlier that day. That was interesting.
I clamped my hand in a binder today. I was trying to get a stack of papers out and it closed on me. And my first thought was "well that's interesting."
Ok I need something. My eyes are watering they are so tired...
So it's been taking some getting used to working full time and all. I think that by tomorrow I will be exhausted. Because it's only 7:30 and I'm already thinking about going to bed. Lame I know.
So today I managed to get at least 5 paper cuts...or more...I lost count after I got a paper cut on my foot. Funny thing is the paper slid right through my hands and cut my foot. No cuts were found on my hands except the ones that I got earlier that day. That was interesting.
I clamped my hand in a binder today. I was trying to get a stack of papers out and it closed on me. And my first thought was "well that's interesting."
Ok I need something. My eyes are watering they are so tired...
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Quote Of The Day
This was said by my intelligent Economics 200 professor who was answering some students question
"For example, right, the amount, right, that it takes, right, to mow a lawn, right, depends on, right, the number of. Anyways (and yes Kayla she added an "s") right..."
And that is what I listen to everyday at 10:00am Oh by the way she has a new record. The word "right" was said 103 times today.
"For example, right, the amount, right, that it takes, right, to mow a lawn, right, depends on, right, the number of. Anyways (and yes Kayla she added an "s") right..."
And that is what I listen to everyday at 10:00am Oh by the way she has a new record. The word "right" was said 103 times today.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
This Is Not As Important As I Thought It Was Going To Be
Anyone want to know what a curly-tailed dog is called?!?! According to my crosswords it's a pig. Interesting fact of the day, I had no idea that a pig and a dog were considered the same thing....
Well it's a sunny but cold day and I've already woken up later than I intended and failed an Accounting test that I've been studying for days. Yep, it has been a productive day. And now I'm just waiting for my Economics class to start so I can tally up how many times she says the word "right" and "k." Then off to Biology where I'll take notes for Rachel while she eats her breakfast/lunch laugh, talk a bit to her until she tells me to stop talking because our teacher has started talking. And that's as interesting as it gets.
*Side note*
Angela and I tried to short-sheet Kayla's bed last night. It didn't work...it never does. This is our second attempt.... third times a charm is what they say....maybe we'll find out.
Well it's a sunny but cold day and I've already woken up later than I intended and failed an Accounting test that I've been studying for days. Yep, it has been a productive day. And now I'm just waiting for my Economics class to start so I can tally up how many times she says the word "right" and "k." Then off to Biology where I'll take notes for Rachel while she eats her breakfast/lunch laugh, talk a bit to her until she tells me to stop talking because our teacher has started talking. And that's as interesting as it gets.
*Side note*
Angela and I tried to short-sheet Kayla's bed last night. It didn't work...it never does. This is our second attempt.... third times a charm is what they say....maybe we'll find out.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Really...A Spider?
Megan and Kayla are standing behind me screaming at a freaking spider on the wall. They forget they are about 10 x bigger than that spider. I wonder who should really be screaming.
I keep forgetting why I don't do homework in the room, oh yeah it's because spiders keep interrupting me. I will definitely be in the library tomorrow...
I keep forgetting why I don't do homework in the room, oh yeah it's because spiders keep interrupting me. I will definitely be in the library tomorrow...
Monday, April 14, 2008
For A Sister
I just thought I'd give you all a little glimpse of how special my sister is and how much she means to me.
It was my birthday today and she took me to dinner (to an extremely nice restaurant that I'm sure wasn't cheap) with all my friends and some of hers. She made sure that my birthday was extra special and I love her for that. And so this is what I have to say
Growing up we said we loved each other but really we didn't know what love was. Fighting about the stupid things (which I mostly started but I would never admit that), picking on each other, trying to make the other cry (at least I know I tried. She was tough and didn't cry much so that was a difficult situation to accomplish. But when I did make her cry I felt bad because she never cried. With me all she had to do was laugh at me and I'd run to my room bawling my eyes out. So it wasn't really a challenge for her). I'm sure we hated each other.
My best friend Rachel would always try and make me see how special having a sister was because she grew up with 2 brothers. When my sister was being a "selfish brat" was how I put it, Rachel was always there to show me that I too was being selfish in my own stubborn way. Of course that never went over well with me, but I learned. And now I see how special having a sister really is. She's the one I can go to, to talk about everything and anything. And I can thank Rachel for showing me how special a sister really is.
My sister is the one who will laugh with me and at me, and she'll comfort me when I can't find comfort in myself. She's grown to become my best friend and I can't help but thank God that our relationship has improved. I love her more than words can ever express, she means the world to me. I just wish I could have been a better sister when we were younger.
My two best friends are my sisters, what more could I ever ask for?
It was my birthday today and she took me to dinner (to an extremely nice restaurant that I'm sure wasn't cheap) with all my friends and some of hers. She made sure that my birthday was extra special and I love her for that. And so this is what I have to say
Growing up we said we loved each other but really we didn't know what love was. Fighting about the stupid things (which I mostly started but I would never admit that), picking on each other, trying to make the other cry (at least I know I tried. She was tough and didn't cry much so that was a difficult situation to accomplish. But when I did make her cry I felt bad because she never cried. With me all she had to do was laugh at me and I'd run to my room bawling my eyes out. So it wasn't really a challenge for her). I'm sure we hated each other.
My best friend Rachel would always try and make me see how special having a sister was because she grew up with 2 brothers. When my sister was being a "selfish brat" was how I put it, Rachel was always there to show me that I too was being selfish in my own stubborn way. Of course that never went over well with me, but I learned. And now I see how special having a sister really is. She's the one I can go to, to talk about everything and anything. And I can thank Rachel for showing me how special a sister really is.
My sister is the one who will laugh with me and at me, and she'll comfort me when I can't find comfort in myself. She's grown to become my best friend and I can't help but thank God that our relationship has improved. I love her more than words can ever express, she means the world to me. I just wish I could have been a better sister when we were younger.
My two best friends are my sisters, what more could I ever ask for?
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
It's Been A Crappy Week...
And it's only just begun...
On the lighter note, my economics professor said the word "right" 85 times today and the word "k" 62 times all in a 50 minute time period. That's impressive.
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28-30
On the lighter note, my economics professor said the word "right" 85 times today and the word "k" 62 times all in a 50 minute time period. That's impressive.
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28-30
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