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| 1. I am tired.
2. I am tired of school.
3. There is no possible way I can get all of my homework done.
4. I have 18 credit hours.
5. I work 14 hours a week.
6. I think I'm going crazy.
7. ...I don't remember... oh, listen to Ted Leo and the Pharmacists (this is for you, Fred)
8. I miss the VBC and my Virginia Ballaz.
That's it
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| Today I had to parallel park on Neely. I am a decent parallel parker,
though I have a problem with depth perception and knowing just how far
the back end of my car extends. I'm obsessive about watching my
mirrors, though, and looking out my window to make sure I don't bump
the car behind me. So I worked my way into my parking spot and I felt
pretty good about it. I noticed a guy on a bench watching me as I was
parking, and as I eased my car into park he was still looking at me.
"Huh," I thought to myself, "he must be admiring my sweet parking
skills." I got out of my car and walked to my passenger side, and as I
did the guy on the bench yells over to me "HEY, YOU JUST HIT THAT GRAND
PRIX BEHIND YOU TWICE."
What the heck?!
Do we have parallel parking police now??
I
was shocked. It obviously wasn't his car, otherwise he would have said
"my car" or walked over to inspect any damage I caused (which I
wouldn't have caused because the most I did was bump that car.) So I
just kind of shrugged my shoulders and said "Oh, did I?" What else was
I supposed to do? There was absolutely no damage to the Grand Prix. I
bumped its bumper with my bumper. Big deal. That happens when you
parallel park. That's why they're called BUMPERS.
So for the next hour I thought of clever things I could have said. The best I could come up with was
"Do you SEE my car? Do you THINK I care?"
My second favorite was
"Oh, well why don't you come kiss it's bumper and make it better for me, okay?"
I never think fast enough.
I saw Death Cab for Cutie tonight. It was love. | | |
| A quick update for those who only read my Xanga.
VBC is going relatively well. To be completely honest I am not enjoying it all that much. I miss being in class, I miss reading and talking about teaching. I miss having a schedule. I miss having a syllabus. I thought I would do well having a more open and flexible semester, but I was wrong. I do like most of the people on my team, and I get along with everyone. I've made a few friends, and I know this will be a valuable experience. That being said, I am anxious for January and the return of normalcy. I also just miss being on campus.
Rachel and I have a radio show again this semester. It's on Tuesday afternoons from 4-5PM, and if you'd like to listen you can stream it from www.wcrd.net. It should be a good time.
The Ball State Blogging website should launch here in the next few days, so you should check out www.bsu.edu/reallife. My blog will be up there. You can see me dance across the street in the little video thing. It's pretty awesome. They just called me this summer and asked me if I would be interested so I said yes and after I interviewed they wanted me to do it. So, I am on a team of 12 out of 18,000. It's a big honor, and I'm really, really excited about it. Not to mention I got a new ipod and sweet digital camera out of it.
Dylan and I are coping really well with being away from each other. So far we've only gone a week and a half without seeing each other, which is great. We talk every day either online or on the phone and I think it's actually really good for us because we're forced to just talk. We can't watch a movie or tv or anything. I wouldn't say that I'm enjoying it, but it hasn't been the worst thing to ever happen to me.
Whew. That was pretty extensive. I hope you all are doing well, and that you're enjoying this beautiful weather. Bring on the snow, I say.
P.S. The new Barenaked Ladies CD is excellent.
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| I should have known that every prediction I made about this summer would be wrong.
I had a blast. I fell in love. I am going to miss this small piece of heaven here in my little town. I didn't read as many books as I wanted, I didn't save as much money as I wanted, but you know, this has been the best summer of my life. I've made a lot of memories, met a few people, missed all of my girls, and found someone that I think I could be happy with for a really, really long time. God is good.
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| It recently occured to me that I don't have to follow the advice or listen to everything an adult tells me. I'm not really sure why it just hit me, but I just sort of realized that I love my parents, but I don't have to do everything the way they think I should.
This is important.
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