So I'm sitting at work again. Same place, about the same time, different day. Not much is going on. I did about an hour of real work today, but I'm getting paid for four, so I'm not complaining.
Class is almost done for the quarter. I've begun adding up exactly how much work I have to do until the end of the quarter. It goes something like this (since I love lists):
Media Writing:
-Attend House of Reps Meeting
-Write meeting article
-Read last chapter of book
-Take quiz #8
-Do extra credit
-Do in-class broadcast script
-Do press release
International Poli Sci:
-Study for exam 4
-Study for middle east map quiz
-Study for exam 5
-Study for the other map quiz
-Extra credit?
American Lit:
-Write last essay
-Extra credit
Yeah, it kicks ass that there's extra credit in every single class I'm in this quarter.
Sooo...I scheduled my fall '08 classes last night. I got into Art 202 or something, which is Photography I, Elections and Campaigns, a Poli Sci class, ENG 399, a Costa Rican culture and travel literature class and lastly, Spanish 203, which is going to kick my ass! but hopefully not that badly.
Summer is going to rock, though. I am going to hopefully - HOPEFULLY - get a serving job at the Greene at Fleming's or the Cheesecake Factory and make a lot of money. I'll be also working on campus 12 hours per week, working out here and tanning nearby. I seriously can't wait for the summer.
I REALLY hope I can buy a 360 and get some tattoos this summer. I want to buy Oblivion, Morrowind and Halo 3 because those are KICK ASS games...
*dreamy sigh*
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
The Drag Show? A drag...
...Only because I wasn't able to attend. Yeah, James AND Llovely canceled on me. Whatever. I hate it when people do that. That's why I almost NEVER cancel on anyone. It doesn't surprise me with Llovely, but if James starts doing that sort of thing again and again I will let him have it.
I've been getting frustrated with him lately. I love him, but he causes me a lot of trouble. Not only did I have to drive to his place for 3 solid weeks whenever I wanted to see him, but I ended up having to lend him my car for an entire day while he delivered pizzas for Larosa's and went to work on Base. Pretty annoying. Especially when I lent him my car and then realized later that I had an interview off-campus and had to get Aaron to take me to it. I hate asking people favors.
I need to write a sidebar article for The Guardian now, an article that is pretty much unresearchable. I've tried SO hard to find anything on the subject of a protest of a law professor named John Loo, and found nothing.
I have a million things to do today besides that:
*A 3-page essay for 20th c. American Lit
*2 loads of laundry
*Chores
*Re-dye my hair
*A few other things I've been putting off...
I've been getting frustrated with him lately. I love him, but he causes me a lot of trouble. Not only did I have to drive to his place for 3 solid weeks whenever I wanted to see him, but I ended up having to lend him my car for an entire day while he delivered pizzas for Larosa's and went to work on Base. Pretty annoying. Especially when I lent him my car and then realized later that I had an interview off-campus and had to get Aaron to take me to it. I hate asking people favors.
I need to write a sidebar article for The Guardian now, an article that is pretty much unresearchable. I've tried SO hard to find anything on the subject of a protest of a law professor named John Loo, and found nothing.
I have a million things to do today besides that:
*A 3-page essay for 20th c. American Lit
*2 loads of laundry
*Chores
*Re-dye my hair
*A few other things I've been putting off...
Friday, May 16, 2008
So...last night
Last night was only somewhat of a success. I got kind of drunk for 20 dollars. Well, I ate too, so the expenses of food were entangled in there on my tab as well. Rachel and I had fish and chips. But eating and getting drunk wasn't the best part of the night.
The night didn't go badly, well, until later on while I was lying in bed with my boyfriend. James was acting fine all night, (pretty much) but then at the end, after sex...he got funny. Really funny. I wanted to do it again and he didn't want to...so he flipped out when I tried to get him to. I didn't much care, but I didn't come so I had some built-up sexual frustration that I wanted to relieve. I guess I got pretty annoying with my "pleases" and "come ons" but he yelled at me to stop, which hurt. I started to feel really disgruntled from kind of trying to set Rachel up with James' friend, Shawn, all night, so I felt guilty, and told him that. It was starting to become quite a big problem for me (the guilt) so I kept talking about it and James got even more annoyed. He yelled at me some more and I left to go check up on Rachel and Shawn, who were now hanging out in his bed in his room. I felt funny; I felt like this was my fault. I knew she wouldn't cheat on Cody, or at least hoped, but she cheated on Erik so I wasn't 100% sure. Erik was a horrible boyfriend though, so I don't look badly on her for it.
It's funny - today Cody bought her flowers and gave them to her. It made me feel more shitty. She told me not to worry about it - so I'm trying not to beat myself up over it. Cody's a nice guy. I was just trying to be a good friend. It backfired.
Back to the main point though...James felt really bad for last night and apologized this morning, said he was drunk. Didn't mean to yell at me. Happens, I guess? I forgave him. I told him I was used to it, only not from him. I think that made him feel really bad, which wasn't my intention. He's not a bad guy.
Rachel said Helzberg Diamond's got robbed early this morning. That was scary for her...they stole like 26k worth of watches and merchandise.
Tonight I'm going to a Drag Revue at WSU. Exciting! Haha. All the proceeds go charity for AIDs research. Should be fun, Llovely and James are coming. I'll report on that tomorrow.
The night didn't go badly, well, until later on while I was lying in bed with my boyfriend. James was acting fine all night, (pretty much) but then at the end, after sex...he got funny. Really funny. I wanted to do it again and he didn't want to...so he flipped out when I tried to get him to. I didn't much care, but I didn't come so I had some built-up sexual frustration that I wanted to relieve. I guess I got pretty annoying with my "pleases" and "come ons" but he yelled at me to stop, which hurt. I started to feel really disgruntled from kind of trying to set Rachel up with James' friend, Shawn, all night, so I felt guilty, and told him that. It was starting to become quite a big problem for me (the guilt) so I kept talking about it and James got even more annoyed. He yelled at me some more and I left to go check up on Rachel and Shawn, who were now hanging out in his bed in his room. I felt funny; I felt like this was my fault. I knew she wouldn't cheat on Cody, or at least hoped, but she cheated on Erik so I wasn't 100% sure. Erik was a horrible boyfriend though, so I don't look badly on her for it.
It's funny - today Cody bought her flowers and gave them to her. It made me feel more shitty. She told me not to worry about it - so I'm trying not to beat myself up over it. Cody's a nice guy. I was just trying to be a good friend. It backfired.
Back to the main point though...James felt really bad for last night and apologized this morning, said he was drunk. Didn't mean to yell at me. Happens, I guess? I forgave him. I told him I was used to it, only not from him. I think that made him feel really bad, which wasn't my intention. He's not a bad guy.
Rachel said Helzberg Diamond's got robbed early this morning. That was scary for her...they stole like 26k worth of watches and merchandise.
Tonight I'm going to a Drag Revue at WSU. Exciting! Haha. All the proceeds go charity for AIDs research. Should be fun, Llovely and James are coming. I'll report on that tomorrow.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
AHHhh!
I've been in a huge writing mood lately. I still want to do that "write for an entire day" thing, just to see what I can come up with. It would include long epic poetry, shorter and sweeter poems, short stories, journal blogs, letters, anything I can think of. It'd have made up words, sentence fragments, unusual constructions...anything I desire. It's going to be sweet.
Man, I have to pee SO badly. oh. god.
UMmm...tonight should be fun. I'm hoping to get wasted for under 10 dollars. Hopefully!
I can't wait to graduate. I hope James will just go with me to wherever I end up...and hopefully that place is new york.
Oh, happy day, work is over. Now it's time to pee. And go to the mall with Rachel. yippee!
Man, I have to pee SO badly. oh. god.
UMmm...tonight should be fun. I'm hoping to get wasted for under 10 dollars. Hopefully!
I can't wait to graduate. I hope James will just go with me to wherever I end up...and hopefully that place is new york.
Oh, happy day, work is over. Now it's time to pee. And go to the mall with Rachel. yippee!
Things I want to accomplish before I die.
Pop 3 kids out. Or maybe just 2.
Marry the man of my dreams.
Work for the Washington Post, New York Times or USA Today.
Become an expert at international politics.
Love what I do and do what I love. Always.
Raise my children to be successful and respectful. (corny..)
Become strong when dealing with stress.
Run a marathon.
Get published. And not just in a newspaper.
Own fancy things, but not too fancy.
Donate to a charity I believe in.
Learn to play drums.
Come to terms with things that I cannot change.
Have amazing sex, every time.
Be someone's boss. But train them well and be respectful.
Never let anyone step on me. And if they do, show them what's up.
Visit Egypt, the Caribbean, Spain, Italy, France, England, Australia, the amazon, several other places...and have enough money to stay however long I desire.
Eat nothing for a week to prove that I can.
Take wonderful cruises with the man of my dreams.
Fire several kinds of guns: sniper rifle, magnum, SMG, uzis..
Make lots of money any way possible.
Own a bookstore.
Have my dream wedding.
Speak spanish fluently.
Party it up in Amsterdam. Before I have kids.
Live life to its fullest without any regrets.
Marry the man of my dreams.
Work for the Washington Post, New York Times or USA Today.
Become an expert at international politics.
Love what I do and do what I love. Always.
Raise my children to be successful and respectful. (corny..)
Become strong when dealing with stress.
Run a marathon.
Get published. And not just in a newspaper.
Own fancy things, but not too fancy.
Donate to a charity I believe in.
Learn to play drums.
Come to terms with things that I cannot change.
Have amazing sex, every time.
Be someone's boss. But train them well and be respectful.
Never let anyone step on me. And if they do, show them what's up.
Visit Egypt, the Caribbean, Spain, Italy, France, England, Australia, the amazon, several other places...and have enough money to stay however long I desire.
Eat nothing for a week to prove that I can.
Take wonderful cruises with the man of my dreams.
Fire several kinds of guns: sniper rifle, magnum, SMG, uzis..
Make lots of money any way possible.
Own a bookstore.
Have my dream wedding.
Speak spanish fluently.
Party it up in Amsterdam. Before I have kids.
Live life to its fullest without any regrets.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
A Reminder
This is a reminder to myself. Never again assume that Nicole will somehow come around, that she will somehow be her old, happy, non-dramatic self again. Thinking this is dangerous. And don't get upset about losing her as a friend; she is selfish, and always will be. Everyone around her--her greatest of friends, family, ex's, even her boyfriend--agree. She needs to be stopped.
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