Life in the fast lane. Sure.
Ummmmmm.......
I have had no motivation to blog lately. And to be honest, I don't at this moment either. Too much going on, not enough of it exciting enough to blog about. I've just been writing papers, reading political science, despising my poetry, dreaming of May 5th, and hoping that everything comes together. So. Here's to hoping.
A week of excitement presented in dull fashion.
Saturday: Prom from the Past = a chance to wear my fabulous RED lipstick and d.j. some awesome 60s-80s music. Oh yes, we even played the Chipmunk Punk record with the hit cover of My Sharona. It kind of made my ears bleed.
Sunday: don't remember.
Monday: Yoga = loving corpse pose and wishing it could last forever. Whoa, that was morbid and probably not what I was aiming for with that statement. Allow me to rephrase, loving corpse pose and wishing the relaxation could have stayed with me.
Tuesday: Poli Sci = readjusting after no class for almost a month. But nevertheless, I made a comment, and yes I got FULL points for it! Poli Science majors, Poli Science shmajors. I can do it with anything. . . . Eat SHMIT and die.
. . . and still to come . . .
Wednesday: Work = woohoo. However, my boss took me to dinner last week and said I should look for a job as an executive assistant as I go through grad school. She basically complimented my work and said she would give me a fantastic recommendation. Bookstore, Shmookstore. See - I told you. Anything.
Thursday: Voice Recital = nervousness but also excitement. Basically my voice teacher sprang this on me 3 weeks ago. In the meantime I have learned and memorized an Italian aria that I will perform at 5 pm. Hooray for judgement from the School of Music. I haven't done this sort of public performance (this genre of music and style of singing) since . . . highschool. I kinda miss it. I'd rather be a rockstar, though.
Friday: Wedding weekend = let the family fun begin.
Oh the places you'll go . . .
. . . last year. :( These are photos from one year ago St. Patty's Day. I was in Scotland, introducting my parents to the Highlands and Loch Ness. I have been a bit stir crazy lately. I watched a Passport to Europe marathon yesterday and cried. *sigh* Some cry at soap operas, some cry at Dr. Phil - I on the other hand cry at the sight of beautiful Italian men and gelato. I think it's just weird because at this time last year, I was just diving into my uber-indulgent habits of weekend traveling and planning for my backpacking trip. Okay okay, done with my whining.
I just wrote out a rhyming update. Then I read it and realized how uncool I am. So I thought I'd save you all some time and just tell you: I am not cool. Like Lester Bangs on Almost Famous.
I'll give you an update when my head doesn't hurt. Peath out.
This is what dreams are made of . . .
Friday: Mostly sunny, with a high near 84. East northeast wind 5 to 7 mph becoming west.
Saturday: Sunny, with a high near 86.
Sunday: Sunny, with a high near 91.
Monday: Sunny, with a high near 92.
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I nearly cried as I watched a fresh batch of snowflakes fall today. 50s yesterday. Snow today. 50s tomorrow. WTF. Needless to say, I am READY for spring break and all of its splendor. My sista, my old home, and that thing I used to know - oh yes, sunshine. Less than 24 hours . . .
I'm in transpersonal pysch right now. Hooray wifi. I used to be really attentive in this class - and I wish I still was. But I just don't have the energy left. So, in the past hour and 13 minutes of class (1 hour and 37 to go), I have completed my typing work for my boss, researched 2 articles for my thesis AND made notecards, written a few poems, and spent a considerable amount of time surfing the internet. Hooray backrow. I can actually hear some guy's headphones who is 3 desks away from me. Yes, we are the ambitious learners in the back row.
1 hour and 34 minutes to go.
1 hour and 33 minutes to go.
Alright, I'm out. Peace and love.
Okay guys.
I am in this constant mode of one-straw-short-of-a-nervous-breakdown. I am really overwhelmed with some school stuff, and I feel like I might burst into tears if something unexpected throws me off in the next couple weeks. My awesome sister calmed me down (as she tends to do) but I'm just asking, if you pray, pray, if you don't, send good vibes. I'm just going to need some help to get through this one.
And that was completely overdramatic. But you know how it is. 2 more months, baby, and I am OUT OF HERE. Onto even more school, hopefully. Ha . . .
I checked out so many books from the library today, they gave me a bag from BIG LOTS!. It was frightening. You know what else is frightening? Walmart on Saturdays. And even more frightening than that? The picked over selection of fuji "apples" on a Saturday at Walmart. More frightening than THAT? Probably me in the next few days. Beware. ;)
um, I'm out. Peace and love.
In the words of Beck: HELL. YES.
All classes at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln are cancelled
today, March 1, and all offices and clinics are closed due
to a winter storm. Only those individutals required to report during
weather closedowns should report to work. Please check the Web for
information on scheduled performances.
