just kidding i didn't actually win any awards. in anything. although i should really win an award for doing my reading for new testament way early. it's not even 10 and it's already done. i know that you would never see the day but it's definitely here.
sorry that i can't make it to thanksgiving in redlands. band is trying to take away my holidays but i won't let it bring me down. i'll be thinking of you julie on thanksgiving.
um, i have to say that tomorrow is going to be pretty swank. i don't have to think about my english 311 class until i try to rewrite my proposal, and then i guess that the research paper rough draft is due on the 26th. aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! so i don't have to go to class until 9 but i have to bring chocolate milk because it's a party day.
on tuesday i don't have class until 10, but i get done at 12. that really sucks because if it was a regular day then i could be done by 11. oh well. the other thing that really sucks is that i have to have a drumline sectional.
so i guess on wednesday i'm going to go and stay with my sister and chill for thanksgiving. but the thing that i'm really excited about is that when i come back on friday i'm gonna go up to salt lake with some friends and we're going to see a movie and watch them turn the lights on at temple square. that should be so awesome. i'm really excited about it.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
hhhmmm. . . what do i do now?
so um, i guess that i have a story to tell and i want to know what you all think about it. any advice would be welcome.
so last night i got a ride home. while on the ride home said driver says something along the lines of i like you. he also says something along the lines of he's sorry that he keeps making fun of me for living in iowa, the fact that i don't have a car, i don't have an ipod, or a cellular device. so at the end of ride home he asks me if i need anything and if i do to just tell him. so i proceed to get out of the car and then he says to me hey i love you and i'll see you later. so i told him i love you and i'll see you on thursday.
so what do i make of this situation. i think that he was just being a nice guy, but i don't think that he was being very serious. however, i think that he just recently got out of a relationship, but i don't want to be the booty call. i personally think that he was just kidding but i'm very curious about what you guys think on the subject. obviously i'm not very hip on the dating scene. i just don't want to wreck a cool friendship but then again, i think that this guy is all around full of awesome. any help would be great. tell me your various interpretations of the scene, and then we'll roll from there. i'll be back for comments in the next couple of days.
so i think that i'll see you sucka foos later. make it happen cap'n
so last night i got a ride home. while on the ride home said driver says something along the lines of i like you. he also says something along the lines of he's sorry that he keeps making fun of me for living in iowa, the fact that i don't have a car, i don't have an ipod, or a cellular device. so at the end of ride home he asks me if i need anything and if i do to just tell him. so i proceed to get out of the car and then he says to me hey i love you and i'll see you later. so i told him i love you and i'll see you on thursday.
so what do i make of this situation. i think that he was just being a nice guy, but i don't think that he was being very serious. however, i think that he just recently got out of a relationship, but i don't want to be the booty call. i personally think that he was just kidding but i'm very curious about what you guys think on the subject. obviously i'm not very hip on the dating scene. i just don't want to wreck a cool friendship but then again, i think that this guy is all around full of awesome. any help would be great. tell me your various interpretations of the scene, and then we'll roll from there. i'll be back for comments in the next couple of days.
so i think that i'll see you sucka foos later. make it happen cap'n
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
the lone ranger. . .
there is no specific reason why i decided to call this post the lone ranger. . .but i just liked the name. i guess that you could say that i'm toughing it out on a couch in holly and caleb's living room, but lets face it, it's a couch, and i have to register so i'm gonna spend the night here.
i have to say that this day has truly been a never ending one. it all started at the my studying for a midterm before my classes today. thankfully there was no eight am class, but i had the midterm at 10 and dance class at nine.
last night i went to a dance lab because i was under the impression that i was going to participate at dance sport this weekend, but my partner didn't show up last night, and this morning i was like, i don't really care anymore, i honestly don't really have time to do this. so i spent the whole day in a skirt because we had to dress nice for our mock competition in dance.
then i proceeded to my midterm. i think i did a lot better on this one than on the first one. it was about post structuralist and poetry. really it all boiled down to deconstructionism. no matter what though, keith johnson is my favorite teacher.
those were really the most exciting events of the school day. i then proceeded home at one and had some lunch. i then thought that i would like to do some homework, but i really didn't feel like reading about wynton marsalis and why he didn't like fusion or free jazz, and i also didn't feel like writing a new testament paper. yeah, now that i think back on it, i really might have done things different but oh well. i then took a two hour nap interrupted with phone calls for an application that i don't even know what it's for.
so it was four when i rolled out of the top bunk and i cleaned part of my room so i could find some missing papers, which i did find, but then i decided it was time for guitar class, so i took my guitar and filled my school bag with my guitar books and my binder, and my wynton marsalis books. i didn't even know that that many books actually fit into my bag. but now i am here at holly and caleb's sitting on there couch waiting for the midnight hour to roll around so that i can register for my classes.
don't worry guys, tomorrow will be just as stressfull for me. i have to meet with my english 311 teachers and discuss my wynton marsalis paper with them, and then i'm going to go home for i think around two and a half hours. then i will walk back to holly and calebs and memorize my music, and go to the game. it should be pretty swankin. i gotta peace out sucka foos but i hope you enjoyed the many events of my lone ranger post.
i have to say that this day has truly been a never ending one. it all started at the my studying for a midterm before my classes today. thankfully there was no eight am class, but i had the midterm at 10 and dance class at nine.
last night i went to a dance lab because i was under the impression that i was going to participate at dance sport this weekend, but my partner didn't show up last night, and this morning i was like, i don't really care anymore, i honestly don't really have time to do this. so i spent the whole day in a skirt because we had to dress nice for our mock competition in dance.
then i proceeded to my midterm. i think i did a lot better on this one than on the first one. it was about post structuralist and poetry. really it all boiled down to deconstructionism. no matter what though, keith johnson is my favorite teacher.
those were really the most exciting events of the school day. i then proceeded home at one and had some lunch. i then thought that i would like to do some homework, but i really didn't feel like reading about wynton marsalis and why he didn't like fusion or free jazz, and i also didn't feel like writing a new testament paper. yeah, now that i think back on it, i really might have done things different but oh well. i then took a two hour nap interrupted with phone calls for an application that i don't even know what it's for.
so it was four when i rolled out of the top bunk and i cleaned part of my room so i could find some missing papers, which i did find, but then i decided it was time for guitar class, so i took my guitar and filled my school bag with my guitar books and my binder, and my wynton marsalis books. i didn't even know that that many books actually fit into my bag. but now i am here at holly and caleb's sitting on there couch waiting for the midnight hour to roll around so that i can register for my classes.
don't worry guys, tomorrow will be just as stressfull for me. i have to meet with my english 311 teachers and discuss my wynton marsalis paper with them, and then i'm going to go home for i think around two and a half hours. then i will walk back to holly and calebs and memorize my music, and go to the game. it should be pretty swankin. i gotta peace out sucka foos but i hope you enjoyed the many events of my lone ranger post.
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