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In the Butte Library on the Last Day of the Semester is Great Fun

I'M DONE WITH THIS SEMESTER!!!!!!!

I can't even handle how excited I am about this. :D My days have opened up for the quest of employment and working on improving the abbey and working on personal relationships and reading books that I've started but never got to finish...in short...life is going to be awesome!

I really do love this blog. Its kind of my fave, as is going sunglass shopping and whatnot in Chico, which I will be doing in a matter of an hour and a half. Depending on when Morgan is finished with her Music final which I hope is soon.

I wish my professors didn't suck so bad because it'd be awesome if they actually put their grades online, like normal people. That'd be rad. I'm going to go now.

Nothing really new in my life other than I have money for once, I have to go to the bank, take Candace home, drive Morgan and myself to Chico to go X-mas/sunglass shopping and have an abbey meeting that is going to be no fun even though the room will be filled with people I love. Though one of them has let me down twice in the last 48 hours. Quite an accomplishment I would say.

Peace.

Food At Cozy, Cults I'm Learning About In ANTH, and the Fact That I Kinda Like A Guy That Lives In Utah.

Yes, so. First off, I love the food at Cozy and the people. They are so nice. And yes, I may have forced a waitress into early retirement from their employment at Cozy, but I really I feel like it wasn't my fault. She was hyper-sensitive. How could I have known that? I mean really. Anyhoo, their burgers are kind of amazing and I love their fries and water and soda, mmmmmm, that makes me want some clear soda. Thats all I have for the Cozy portion of my blog this evening. Other than the fact that whenever Joshua, Christian, Sam, Rachel, whoever else may be there on any given Friday night and myself always talk about the weirdest and most inappropriate topics. I'm surprised we haven't been kicked out yet. I mean, I have a hard time controlling the volume of my voice sometimes and some of the things I say, you can't come back from. Like Joshua and I were singing "If Thats What You're Into" by Flight of the Conchords and then we realized that we shouldn't sing that to each other because its not the most appropriate song. Mainly because of the part that goes, "....and maybe later we can get busy by the refrigerator....get lewd with food." Thats pretty much all I'm comfortable writing on the internet...or at least in my blog. Anywhere else and I would just unleash it for the world to read. :D Anyhoo, basically it was fun.

So far I've learned about the cult led by David Koresh, one called Heaven's Gate lead by this guy named Applewhite and then today we learned about Jonestown in Gyana in South America. Peoples are CRAZY. Like seriously. I can't even handle it. I'm pretty sure if someone

My AIM sn is back to its normal peteythepirate9-ness because iChat hates me or I don't understand something or some poop like that. Joshua said that he'd fix it the next time I have my comp around when he's around. I think I'm thankful for that, also kind of insulted because I don't know anything about macs. Though I'm liking regular AIM just fine for the moment. I can't video chat with anyone, but I don't mind that because the only person I video chat has crappy internet right now.

So, I met this guy on Facebook [I know this screams, "COME ON!!! Been there done that and it ended with a bad date," but this one's different. I swear. 1) He's in Utah, no dates are gonna happen, just nice little friendship over the internets. 2) I video chat with him so I know that he's not some creepy 90 year old man like that guy off of Family Guy, Herbert the Pervert] and he's super nice. He thinks I'm pretty, but most any guy you meet on the internets is going to you that because they think its what you want to hear.

Peace.

EvErYThInG iN mOdErAtIoN, iNcLuDiNg SeLf DeStRuCtIvE bEhAvIoRs AnD mInI mElTdOwNs CaUsEd By IrRaTiOnAl EmOtIoNs.

I have created the busiest week for myself ever.

I have a paper due on Wed that if I don't get it done and time stamped and put in my professor's box, she won't accept it. Then I have a research project with a partner thats due on Monday (next Mon) that my partner and I have to present in front of the class for at least 10 mins so I have to work on that with her Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. And then I have a 4-5 pages paper due in Anthropology on Dec 3 which I would like to have done by the 2nd. Apparently I just rock like that.

I have to go bring the trash can and recycling bin in from the street before they get stolen. I don't know who would steal those things, but apparently there are people who would because its happened before.

I apologize for my previous entry yesterday or the day before. I deleted it because its wasn't a true reflection of my day's events and it was derogatory and completely self-deprecating and not cool. I was angry and crying and confused and thinking of a million different things when I wrote it. I could think of a bunch of things that are wrong with me, but I'm going to take the challenge of focusing on the positive things that I have going for me. Like my sparkling personality. :)

Anyhoo, I'm sorry.

I'm kind of in love with House as in Hugh Laurie (a.k.a. Gregory House) and Mark Harmon (a.k.a. Jethro) from NCIS. They are beautiful specimen of mature men. Maybe I should like guys my own age, but lets face it, I don't. Sometimes it sucks.

Oh, I ran into Mike the other day at Butte. It was really weird. Morgan and I were just walking along to class from the parking lot and then all of a sudden Mike was just there and he was all like, "Hi there, whats up?" and I was all like, "Umm...nothing. Walking to class." He proceeded to poke fun at Morgan for not saying anything which I totally understood because she was having a "this is the guy Heather was like freaking in love with?!?!?!" kind of moment. And then she just said, "To each her own." Which I appreciated. I was doing so well too, I hadn't seen him in like a month and I had started not to think of him all the time, but now I feel like I'm fighting to not be back where I started from. For some reason, he's really hard for me not to like. I don't get it.

I'm tired. I need sleep for tomorrow because I have the math class I might fail if I'm not careful. Don't want to have to explain anything to my parents, that would suck.

Peace.

I Just Wish That I Could Heal The Hurt You Feel Tonight.

I figured out that my mom was just stressed that day when she went all psycho babble about nothing on me. So its all good now.

This weekend has been ok, nothing special actually. Pretty boring for a Halloween weekend. I helped out at the youth group halloween party and that was a lot of fun. There were more kids than I thought there would be and that was nice. We went trick-or-treating and Sam brought Tristan in his newly put together stroller. I got to push him most of the way...it was totally fun even though I had to keep Sam breathing at times because she thought something bad would happen, but fortunately nothing did. After we got back from trick-or-treating we watched Nightmare Before Christmas and I don't think Joshua liked it very much. But its alright. So that was Friday.

Saturday I had to be to the Veteran's Hall at like 9 am to help collect money at the door for a gun show that my dad's gun club was hosting. The power went out around 1:30 pm and people got kind of pissy, but it was understandable because they couldn't see nearly as well as they could before even with flashlights. Then at 4 or so mom and I cut out to go to Holiday to get something for dinner. Then I just hung out at home because it had rained a lot during the day and I didn't want to drive on the wet roads if I didn't have to.

Sunday I went to the 9 o'clock service for about 10 mins and then I ended up hanging out in the nursery with Liane because she's been snagging all my hours. Then I went to help at the show again and then I went to Candace's house because Melie was there and they were watching Saw IV and then we went to see Saw V which wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. Thank goodness because during the entire movie I had to pee. Then we dropped Melie home and we went back to Candace's house to hang out and I ended up staying there til 10 pm watching CSI and Cold Case for like 4 hours. We had Mountain Mike's pizza and it was delicious. Oh, Starshine's cat, Dody, totally like loves me now and keeps trying to bite me...but they're like, "Look at me and love me," bites. Not really hard and not meant to hurt. 

Anyhoo, I'm super tired and thats all I really had to say.

Night. Peace.

Cheasure Chrest Full of Jews.

The title is a slip of the tongue that happened to me today at Candace's house regarding one of the early b-day present from her g-'rents. It was pretty much the funniest thing that happened today.

Today was a good day, til I got home half an hour ago.

I picked up Morgan a little late this morning, but thats totally normal so it wasn't a big deal. We rode the bus down and hung out in the library til class started. I went to Sociology in the LRC and took my midterm. It totally wasn't as hard as I thought it might be. There were a few questions that were phrased weirdly and I kind of forgot to study for the essay questions because I'm a wiz at multiple choice ones 'cept if its on the AP English test. I was done like 45 minutes early so I hung out with the girl I sit next to in that class because we're partners for a project and we needed to schedule a time that we could get together to discuss how we're going to go about it and all that jazz.

After a few minutes of arranging schedules and whatnot she headed home to do something and I went to look for Morgan (because I forgot that I got out early) and ran into Shelly and Brian. We talked for like 20 minutes and it was fun! Then Morgan and some other peeps got out of class and we all kind of broke up into little groups going our separate ways. Morgan and I went to the cafeteria to find some friends and we found Michelle and Wes there so we hung out with them until Michelle had to go to class and then it was just Morgan, Wes and I hanging out til our class started because we all have the same class. We went to Anthropology together and watched this film about this tribe in Africa that uses different kinds of oracles to determine what they should do in situations. It was interesting for the most part and I only almost fell asleep like once. After class was over Morgan and I walked to the bus and Wes went to the financial aid office to get some money they owe him for not honoring his CalGrant. 

We rode the bus home and then I dropped Morgan off and went to Candace's house. I took pictures of her dressed in her Where's Waldo? costume for her b-day party and they turned out fabulously. Then we listened to Anberlin's first cd and then their second one and we watched America's Next Top Model. It was poker night too, so all of Starshine's friends were over which is always fun. :D Candace gave me some sick sunglasses from Cabo which I'm super excited about and am going to wear tomorrow because I'm a G like that.

Then she was on Myspace reading things and I kept misreading and mishearing things and she thought they were the funniest things ever and kept posting bulletins with my silly quotes. It was good time. Good times, good times. Good drugs, good drugs. 

I left Candace's house after America's Next Top Model was over and got home around 9:15 pm like I told my mom I would. My mom asked me how my day was and I told her that I thought I got a B on my Soc midterm and she got all annoyed and said that that was ok, if that was the BEST I could do and that since I have so much time to study I should be getting nothing but A's. I didn't think it was fair and then after wounding me a little bit with not trusting me with my own education she brought up my bank account and that she had a right to know how much is in my savings and checking account. It really just pissed me off and made me want to move out right now. But I'm slightly over it now and I'm going to take some time to think about what I want to say to her in the conversation that I know is bound to happen sometime or other. 

I can't think of anything else that happened and I'm really tired and probably not thinking right. 

Peace.

Little Bunny Frou Frou, Hopping Through the Forest.

I'm having a hard time setting aside time to do my readings from the Bible. I don't like being this busy...but today it wasn't even that I was busy. I just had something to do every minute that I wasn't sleeping or eating or going to the bathroom. 

I went to Butte today, but didn't go to class because Candace convinced me that there was no point. So we rode the 1 o'clock bus back to Paradise and then I drove us to Candace's house so she could pick up money and then  went to see High School Musical 3 and I didn't hate it. I actually enjoyed myself for almost the whole time. Then we went back to Candace's house for dinner and we were supposed to watch the season finale of Greek but Candace and I will watch that tomorrow night when all the guys are over to play poker.

I have a midterm in my Sociology class tomorrow and I'm completely ill-prepared. I'm not excited about it at all. I'm just happy it isn't super long and most of its multiple choice, which I kind of rock at. Then there are true/false which aren't super hard and then the hard part is the 4 or 5 short answer questions. But she said that the answers can be like one sentence which makes me think that the questions must be very straight forward unless she thinks that a sentence should be like half a page. Then we will have some problems. I am looking forward to being able to leave early. That is always good. 

I'm really realizing that I have a front row view to see how relationships and breakups work right now. And the picture from here is clear and big...bigger than I thought it would be. Its disturbing and makes me want to never date again. It just doesn't seem worth it to me. And when I see it from afar I can totally see what "they" should have done instead of what "they" actually did...its like "in the moment retrospect." I feel lucky to have that experience.

Ugh, I'm so tired and sick of being some kind of stoopid insomniac. Its ridiculous, I like sleep....I LOVE sleep. Sleep and I are BFFs FOREVER. Clearly sleep is just a catty bee-yotch to me. Anyhoo, I'm going to try and get some catty stoopid BFFs FOREVER kind of rest. I have a midterm to study for anyways.

Peace.