January 2009
Shame
I have a very good friend out here. He reminded me that I enjoy capoeira and need to keep going. And was a great shoulder to lean upon.
Yay for the Carrot.
Still embarassed. Still ashamed. Still want to cry. But I do feel a little better going back.
If only one person would stop giving me such a weird look after everything I say; I AM NOT THAT ABSURD.
Currently not reading Kant. Really not...
Gragh
I dropped American Lit II on Saturday. It was a big surprise turn. But my professor is slightly insane, I believe.
High school teachers were more organized, to put a little perspective into the mixing bowl.
I’m very tired. And have been rather moody.
Damn
Of course, after getting 100% on the first two assignments in Education, the first online quiz gets me a C and bumps me down to a B-. DAMN. Note to self: when Curtis says he is going to take questions from the quix from all of the edcuator research he did, he really means the majority of the questions are coming from chapter one, in which we never formally read nor were formally told to read.
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Our very good friend’s next album is coming out on the 9th of February. The cello in the background of two songs is none other than Keating TeBeest and myself rocking out. Very excited.
Tears
Almost. I was in a public area, so I held back.
There have been two points in my life where I have been proud to be an American. Real, tangible (hah) pride. One was when I was in France (ironic and hilarious, I know). We were on the Omaha beach in Normandy, reflecting on the fact that the American army came to those shores during WWII and helped save France. It was a beautiful moment in history...
So I decided to take a chance and went along with a few friends to the first meeting of second semester Dance Troupe, where anyone who likes to dance can dance, all for fun and for a performance in the end. I signed up for musical theatre and jazz (coreographed by Ali!). And then the musical theatre person said she has to do cuts, which according to alumni Dance Troupe-ians is illegal unless there...
Finally
I never thought I’d see the day, but my congestion is finally starting to go away. YES.
I could do the elyptical for 10 minutes. I’d say that’s decent for not working out for a week due to illness. Me so proud.
Nick and I got stuck in a ditch tonight in order to avoid rear-ending someone. It was a decent trade-off. And we read short stories by Mark Twain whilst we awaited...
Nineteen
I know that when we get older, our birthdays become a little less significant with each year change. I mean, the only big ones really are 18, 21… then 40 and 50, and even then, those can be with a dismal feeling. Logically, our feelings towards are birthdays could exponentially decay with the meaning.
…I still get really excited for my birthday, though. Even though I am away from my...
BLAH
I started to feel naseuous halfway through Philosophy. And it was a great class. Two different meds in me, the cold meds not working, I chose not to trek to Poly Sci. Which is a downer for me; I was doing so well getting through classes feeling like shit. I guess today just did me in.
I can still make it through American Lit today, I reckon.
Nonetheless, not a happy birthday tomorrow if...
OWWWW
My sinuses have been pulled down to the floor. My coughing is worse. My nose is bleeding mucus.
THIS SUCKS.
But at least I have linguistics today. :) I am doing rather well writing phonetically. No demon cold is keeping me from that class.
Cough
I am growing concerned that I am going to cough up a lung. And seriously this time.
This is a demon cold.
It is keeping me from properly functioning. And I can usually function when under the weather, especially if it is just the common cold.
Damn.
Philosophically speaking...
I personally believe that Socrates was an old man who liked to mess with people… as most senile old men like to do, anyway. He would hobble on over to people, ask ‘em about something, and then sarcastically contradict everything that person said. I am sure he was not surprised that he really annoyed a lot of people, causing his eventual arrest and trial. However, like the good stubborn...
…ok, I made the correct decision by going back to Capoeira. Had a great time.
Thanks to a Carrot, a Monkey, a Watermelon, a Weasel, a Ghost, Bamboo, and a Popcorn. And the others.
Vampirinha, out.
…yes, little female vampires technically do not sleep at night, but this one is special.
Merde
Still a very sleepy panda.
And questioning whether or not I really want to be a capoerista anymore. This effing sucks. Loved capoeira mandinga all first semester and now I’m terrified to go. Everyone has each other and friends, and I am always ever so slightly on the side. It scares me away from going to their social events and parties which pushes me even further.
Huzzah?
On the good...
I am a very sleepy panda today.
But I’ve decided to stick it out with 5 classes this semester. I can get my work done.
…hopefully.
Welcome Home
Already, I am begining to consider that I may have to withdraw a class. 15 credits does not sound like a terrible amount, and one less class would equate to 12 credits. That’s the minimum for me to remain a full-time student. And it seems like such a low number…
…but every class albeit one requires several papers, at least two chapters of reading per homework, and a lot of...
Bonjour
Back in the land where textbooks massacre one’s wallet; where the coffee is 24/7; and the freshmen run wild (…I’m not much of a wild runner, though, I pace myself). I’m a bit melancholy to leave home, but it’s probably a good thing to get away and come back west and get life on with it. Good things could happen, bad things could happen. I guess I just have to stop...