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...

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...

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...

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.

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!

Pictures

Ok pictures. Yes!

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!

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. =)