yesterday i wasn't feeling very well in the evening and took a nap in the middle of studying cuz my head hurt and i couldn't focus...sometimes when i don't sleep or eat enough i get really dizzy...my vision goes funny and it's like i'm in an earthquake, only not really...that's kind of how i feel now...i don't know why universities don't have "rest areas"...i know i would be a much more productive student if there were somewhere on campus that i could go and rest and take a nap or something. seriously...at least at byu they had "mothers" areas in the ladies rooms...after a while they started putting up signs about no napping in those, but dang...i logged a lot of hours between classes on various couches around campus. seriously, though, it seems like a healthier option than popping excedrins all the time...if i had more money i'd go get a massage or something...anyway, i told myself that i'm going to be in the library for 3 hours...if i could get the type to stay still on the page i'm sure it would be more well spent, but hey, gotta work with whatever you got, right?
hmm...side note...someone mentioned today that i'm sarcastic. i guess i knew that, so it didn't really surprise me...but i suppose i just didn't realize that other people notice; like, people that i don't know very well...hmm...
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
g'ma
check it! scroll about 1/2 down and the lady in the mickey mouse shirt is my g'ma:
http://www.semissourian.com/story/1296185.html
http://www.semissourian.com/story/1296185.html
Monday, January 28, 2008
re: emergency school closure
"This email is being sent per authorization from Dean Martin. All Law School classes for Monday, January 28, 2008, have been canceled and the Law School itself will be closed. Please do not come in.
The Law School will also close today, Sunday, January 27, at 3:30 p.m.
For all who need to get out, please drive safely."
it's good that my whole weekend was so messed, that i didn't get this until i'd already hacked out my ice-encased car and driven all the way down there on monday afternoon, but i had to sit in my car and use the school wireless to read it.
FRIDAY:
quila was meeting me at my house, and then we were going to go down and sleep over at jaime's and go wedding shopping in the morning. i heard a car pull up and somebody opened the door, but instead of quila, it was my "crazy" bi-polar aunt mary. yeah, the one i tell stories about who dyed her hair green, tried to kidnap my sister once, and most recently has been on the run in california since she got in trouble for running over a cop's foot after she was involved in a police chase. yeah. so i was pretty...um...excited?...to see her at the door...she commenced her mile a minute yelling-crying-swearing tirade about things which largely are not real, and after calling my parents, and warning quila by text message, decided it was real lucky i wasn't planning on spending the night at home since g'ma was still in idaho, and being there alone with mary isn't a good idea. so i grabbed some pj's and anything of value that might not be safe at home with her, locked my room, and hi-tailed it outta there.
SATURDAY:
snowing. all day. went shopping. bought some cute jeans. quila tried on a wedding dress. we spent more time looking at lingerie though. travis called and invited us over to his place to watch a movie. tried to invite some boys but none of them could come. bummer. had to stop by my house to get clothes for church and other essentials that i'd forgotten in my haste the night before, since i wasn't staying there at night with mary and g'ma wasn't back yet. when i got there my uncle buster was there. *phew* he said that he'd make sure she was taken to the hospital, willingly or otherwise=cops. got out quick, went to travis's and had fun, then over to sleep at jaime's again. nice to have somewhere to go, but no internet still.
SUNDAY:
still snowing. got three calls that church was cancelled. the whole stake actually. then travis called and said his other ex-girlfriend wanted to know if i would tutor her in english grammar (she's only lived in the states a couple years). mildly awkward, and his signal was bad and we were playing phone tag for a bit. i told him i would, but didn't know if i could, or what i'd teach her. he said not to worry about it. and then texted saying sorry for asking and that she hopes there aren't any hard feelings between you two. of course there aren't. i barely know her, and haven't i always tried to be nice? he didn't say anything back. why do i always end up looking like the bad guy? mom called to say mary was safely back at the hospital, but i wasn't about to go home with two feet of snow on the roads when i live out in the boondocks, or getting to school in the morning would be awful. so, chilled at jaime's. jody made it home from oregon; only took 11 hours (instead of the normal 5-6). then we each got about 10 text messages and/or phone calls about pres. hinckley passing away. watched a random bollywood movie--who knew indian guys could be hot?
MONDAY
finally stopped snowing. but my car was encased. got the snow and ice off the windows, but didn't bother with the hood or roof cuz i didn't want to be late for school. managed to pull up in the parking lot 2 minutes before class started. no one else was here though. pulled out the laptop and saw the fun email. would have been nice to know that, but i couldn't get a signal on the wireless, or even the medianet on my phone to connect all weekend. oh look, professor morrissey just pulled up next to me. he's 40 minutes late for class. haha. well, i guess i'll go home and study. got a couple free hours now.
my birthday is in a week, so i really hope that next weekend is a little better, cuz i don't know if i could handle this kind of drama two weeks in a row...
The Law School will also close today, Sunday, January 27, at 3:30 p.m.
For all who need to get out, please drive safely."
it's good that my whole weekend was so messed, that i didn't get this until i'd already hacked out my ice-encased car and driven all the way down there on monday afternoon, but i had to sit in my car and use the school wireless to read it.
FRIDAY:
quila was meeting me at my house, and then we were going to go down and sleep over at jaime's and go wedding shopping in the morning. i heard a car pull up and somebody opened the door, but instead of quila, it was my "crazy" bi-polar aunt mary. yeah, the one i tell stories about who dyed her hair green, tried to kidnap my sister once, and most recently has been on the run in california since she got in trouble for running over a cop's foot after she was involved in a police chase. yeah. so i was pretty...um...excited?...to see her at the door...she commenced her mile a minute yelling-crying-swearing tirade about things which largely are not real, and after calling my parents, and warning quila by text message, decided it was real lucky i wasn't planning on spending the night at home since g'ma was still in idaho, and being there alone with mary isn't a good idea. so i grabbed some pj's and anything of value that might not be safe at home with her, locked my room, and hi-tailed it outta there.
SATURDAY:
snowing. all day. went shopping. bought some cute jeans. quila tried on a wedding dress. we spent more time looking at lingerie though. travis called and invited us over to his place to watch a movie. tried to invite some boys but none of them could come. bummer. had to stop by my house to get clothes for church and other essentials that i'd forgotten in my haste the night before, since i wasn't staying there at night with mary and g'ma wasn't back yet. when i got there my uncle buster was there. *phew* he said that he'd make sure she was taken to the hospital, willingly or otherwise=cops. got out quick, went to travis's and had fun, then over to sleep at jaime's again. nice to have somewhere to go, but no internet still.
SUNDAY:
still snowing. got three calls that church was cancelled. the whole stake actually. then travis called and said his other ex-girlfriend wanted to know if i would tutor her in english grammar (she's only lived in the states a couple years). mildly awkward, and his signal was bad and we were playing phone tag for a bit. i told him i would, but didn't know if i could, or what i'd teach her. he said not to worry about it. and then texted saying sorry for asking and that she hopes there aren't any hard feelings between you two. of course there aren't. i barely know her, and haven't i always tried to be nice? he didn't say anything back. why do i always end up looking like the bad guy? mom called to say mary was safely back at the hospital, but i wasn't about to go home with two feet of snow on the roads when i live out in the boondocks, or getting to school in the morning would be awful. so, chilled at jaime's. jody made it home from oregon; only took 11 hours (instead of the normal 5-6). then we each got about 10 text messages and/or phone calls about pres. hinckley passing away. watched a random bollywood movie--who knew indian guys could be hot?
MONDAY
finally stopped snowing. but my car was encased. got the snow and ice off the windows, but didn't bother with the hood or roof cuz i didn't want to be late for school. managed to pull up in the parking lot 2 minutes before class started. no one else was here though. pulled out the laptop and saw the fun email. would have been nice to know that, but i couldn't get a signal on the wireless, or even the medianet on my phone to connect all weekend. oh look, professor morrissey just pulled up next to me. he's 40 minutes late for class. haha. well, i guess i'll go home and study. got a couple free hours now.
my birthday is in a week, so i really hope that next weekend is a little better, cuz i don't know if i could handle this kind of drama two weeks in a row...
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
"virgin dream"
that was the theme song of the movie i just finished semi-watching. i say "semi-" because it was so obnoxious that i couldn't really give it my full attention. dumb song too...something about love being a game you can't win. blah. if i had to place it in a genre, i would say it was the movie version of a man's attempt at a romance novel -- stupid plot with horrible dialogue; depressing, anticlimactic and un-romantic ending; lots of blood and even more boobs. uh, yeah...yay for the 80s... why does my g-ma own this? has she watched it? weird. (http://imdb.com/title/tt0102640/)
on a completely unrelated topic, yet somehow fitting perfectly under this title: my friend shannon and i found that we agree on yet another important viewpoint - if we were catholic we'd give up and join a convent, because if we're cursed to live single and therefore celibate (due to our religious beliefs) we may as well have a greater cause or commitment to it -- it might be easier if we felt like we had chosen it for some higher purpose, rather than just the fact that we can't get a guy to marry us.
sigh...but i'm not catholic, so i guess i'm just going to have to get married...
on a completely unrelated topic, yet somehow fitting perfectly under this title: my friend shannon and i found that we agree on yet another important viewpoint - if we were catholic we'd give up and join a convent, because if we're cursed to live single and therefore celibate (due to our religious beliefs) we may as well have a greater cause or commitment to it -- it might be easier if we felt like we had chosen it for some higher purpose, rather than just the fact that we can't get a guy to marry us.
sigh...but i'm not catholic, so i guess i'm just going to have to get married...
Monday, January 21, 2008
ex-man
i was driving to a fireside tonight and i decided that if i could pick a super-power it would be to be able to sense the emotions of the people around me.
i used to think that invisibility or telepathy would be the most useful, and if i were extra-super cool then i would happily add one or both of those to the mix, but to be able to feel would be the best. you'd know who needed your help and if you actually made some kind of difference. you'd know if when someone said they were "fine" or "just tired" if they really meant it, or if they were hiding some terrible hurt that they thought no one could understand. you could see through all the words and actions that people hide behind, all the sarcasm and jokes and half-truths. no more asking important questions and being sidestepped, because you wouldn't have to ask: "are we really friends," "am i wasting my/your time," or "do you mind if...that...when...how..." less misunderstanding, less wondering, less loose ends. i feel like my life has too many unanswered questions, but if i have to go on living without asking them or without having them properly answered, it would be so much easier if i could just feel a little bit more clearly...
or maybe it wouldn't matter...because how would i ever separate them from my own? maybe that's the whole problem...if i don't trust my own feelings, how much good would it be to understand anyone else's?
haha...once again, i've overridden my own answers with another pile of questions...
i used to think that invisibility or telepathy would be the most useful, and if i were extra-super cool then i would happily add one or both of those to the mix, but to be able to feel would be the best. you'd know who needed your help and if you actually made some kind of difference. you'd know if when someone said they were "fine" or "just tired" if they really meant it, or if they were hiding some terrible hurt that they thought no one could understand. you could see through all the words and actions that people hide behind, all the sarcasm and jokes and half-truths. no more asking important questions and being sidestepped, because you wouldn't have to ask: "are we really friends," "am i wasting my/your time," or "do you mind if...that...when...how..." less misunderstanding, less wondering, less loose ends. i feel like my life has too many unanswered questions, but if i have to go on living without asking them or without having them properly answered, it would be so much easier if i could just feel a little bit more clearly...
or maybe it wouldn't matter...because how would i ever separate them from my own? maybe that's the whole problem...if i don't trust my own feelings, how much good would it be to understand anyone else's?
haha...once again, i've overridden my own answers with another pile of questions...
Saturday, January 19, 2008
hillary
quote from g'ma: "i think she's a cold tomato...that's why her husband was messing around with other women...she's a cold, hard tomato."
haha! that was great.
haha! that was great.
Friday, January 18, 2008
old people are crazy
okay, not all of them, but sometimes i think my g'ma and her friends must be cuz she's always saying such crazy things. apparently her friend told her once, and she completely agrees, that the education they got coming out of 8th grade back in the day (like the 30s?) is as good or better than kids coming out of high school now. seriously? are you kidding me? all i said was, oh, well, grandma, did you take calculus and physics in 8th grade? cuz that's what i did in high school...
sigh...obviously there are problems with education...there are lots of problems in the world...but don't go telling me that it's so much worse now than it ever has been...problems might change, but they never go away...that's just life... oh well...maybe in 2050 i'll be saying the same stuff to my grandkids...ha!
sigh...obviously there are problems with education...there are lots of problems in the world...but don't go telling me that it's so much worse now than it ever has been...problems might change, but they never go away...that's just life... oh well...maybe in 2050 i'll be saying the same stuff to my grandkids...ha!
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