Chris' words to me as we discussed the inevitability of last night being the first night we ever got caught drinking. Of course it would be last night because Chris and Steve got a keg for Nick's birthday party. Getting caught with a keg is an immediate suspension hearing and a minimum $300 fine. Well, we didn't get caught but we were pretty stressed all night. Personally, I think the keg was a waste because when I went over trailer 15 today and knocked on the door Chris responded with "come on in... want a beer?" That's probably not a good sign.
So they had this party for Nick last night and it was the most random group of people ever. It was me, Chris, Alec, Steve, Steve's brother, Kenny, Chris's friend Alex, Nick, Nick's two friends Joe and Dom, Ed, Ed's girlfriend and her 4 friends, Ed's brother, KGB, his friend, Billy Doyle and his friend Justin (i think). Such a strange group. Chris' friend Alex was pretty cool, but he kept asking me if I thought he looked gay. Apparently Ed's girlfriend's friend told him he looked gay so he was kinda worried. Overall, it was a pretty decent night. The "arena" was assembled and the challengers all put up a good fight. We didn't get caught and we had a good time.
I had to get up this morning and go to APO's mission day. That was just not fun at all. Mission day is a city wide scavenger hunt that the pledges have to participate in. The brothers are all assigned to sit at different places around the city and give them tasks to complete and the clue to the next stop. John and I had Union Station, which was their first stop. We were told to get there by 1:30 and the pledges would be there by 2. They were over an hour late!!! The two of us got Starbucks, sat a Au Bon Pain, and looked through the entire B. Dalton store before they showed up. Plus, because there were so many pledges they were split into two groups and we had to wait for the other group to show up. I didn't get back to the trailer until almost 4:30. Then I had to finish cleaning because the brothers and pledges were all coming over afterwards for smores. I don't know how they expected to fit 50 people inside my trailer, but whatever. They also showed up and we discovered no one had a grill for us to roast the marshmellows on so I had to go borrow Chris'. The whole thing was a goat screw and lasted longer than it should have.
So now I have finally got a minute to sit down and reflect on the past two days. This was a pretty decent weekend and with every passing day we get closer to Spring Break when I can bring my car to school. Yay! I think I'm going to go try and start my homework now.
Oh! PS, before I forget. I'm on the phone with my mom today and first she talked about how when I come home for Easter her, me and my dad will go to either Atlantic City or Foxwoods for my birthday so that I can gamble. That will be fun because going to AC when you turn 21 is like a right of passage in New Jersey. Then she starts talking about places that she's thinking about having my graduation party next spring/summer. I was like, woah we can cross that bridge when we get there next April. I don't have time to think about that type of stuff now. I don't know how she can be thinking about it.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
He's Just Not That Into You...
I think at fifteen I must have been an annoying, squealing little girl. I assume this must be true, but I don't ever remember being like that. Then again, all girls are like that at that age, so it must be true. I bring this up because Erin and I went to see "He's Just Not That Into You" last night and the theater was full of squealing litle high schoolers who the two of us (and the 20-something guy sitting next to me w/ his g.f.) found very annoying. And funny at the same time. It was almost as if they had never seen a romantic comedy before. Let me rewind to the beginning of the night.
So we weren't sure if last night was Nick's birthday party (even though his birthday was a month ago... whatever). I had no desire to go to his party because I didn't want to be manhandled again. So Erin and I decided we would go to the movies. Chinatown was sold out and that should have been our first clue, but we just decided to go to Union Station. I've never seen more that 10 people in that theater so we figured it would be empty. Boy, were we wrong.
Well, before we left for the movies at 9, Matt took us to the store and Hunan. I got some dinner and another bottle of Malibu. Erin got a 6 pack and Matt got a 30. We ran into Kenny and his friend while we were there and he informed us that Nick's party would be on Saturday night, so we should stop by trailer 15. I love how he invites us over Chris' trailer, as if I would need an invitation to go over there. Still, a nice gesture none-the-less. So we went back to my trailer, ate, had a drink and left for the movies. Molly chose not to come because she's got some kind of bad head cold with a slight fever. She's been sick for two or three days and she keeps coughing and not covering her mouth. That means I'll be sick by the middle of next week because God knows I've got the immune system of an AIDS patient (as Liz put it). Great.
Anyway, we left for the movie and got there a little early, which turned out to be good thing. We got our tickets, soda and grabbed some seats. Slowly, over the next 15 minutes, the theater filled to capacity. I didn't know that many people knew the Union Station movie theater existed. We were stunned. Well, as the movie started we began to realize that the vast majority of people in the theater were high schoolers between the ages of 14 and 17. They squealed (in unison) whenever something remotely cute happened and laughed ridiculously hard at jokes they probably considered to be really risque, but that anyone over 18 would find somewhat normal. Basically it was hysterical and annoying at the same time. Whenever they squealed the guy sitting next to me would just start laughing to himself. I can't say I blame him because I wanted to laugh too. The movie itself was pretty good. I wasn't sure how they were going to go about making that book into a movie but I thought they did a pretty decent job. It was funny and the different story lines came together at the end, which I always enjoy in a movie. We came back here, drank more and I went to bed. We were going to go over to the boys but I was exhausted because I didn't sleep to well on Thursday.
Right, well, time for me to go clean the trailer. Its soooo nice out today and we've got the windows open so I'm in one of those spring cleaning moods. I got up this morning and did the dishes. Now I've got to swiffer and maybe borrow the boy's vacuum. We're having the APO brothers and pledges over tomorrow after Mission Day and the place needs to be straightened up. That means I need to do it because there's no way in hell Molly will clean, especially if she's feeling sick. So I'm going to go swiffer now.
So we weren't sure if last night was Nick's birthday party (even though his birthday was a month ago... whatever). I had no desire to go to his party because I didn't want to be manhandled again. So Erin and I decided we would go to the movies. Chinatown was sold out and that should have been our first clue, but we just decided to go to Union Station. I've never seen more that 10 people in that theater so we figured it would be empty. Boy, were we wrong.
Well, before we left for the movies at 9, Matt took us to the store and Hunan. I got some dinner and another bottle of Malibu. Erin got a 6 pack and Matt got a 30. We ran into Kenny and his friend while we were there and he informed us that Nick's party would be on Saturday night, so we should stop by trailer 15. I love how he invites us over Chris' trailer, as if I would need an invitation to go over there. Still, a nice gesture none-the-less. So we went back to my trailer, ate, had a drink and left for the movies. Molly chose not to come because she's got some kind of bad head cold with a slight fever. She's been sick for two or three days and she keeps coughing and not covering her mouth. That means I'll be sick by the middle of next week because God knows I've got the immune system of an AIDS patient (as Liz put it). Great.
Anyway, we left for the movie and got there a little early, which turned out to be good thing. We got our tickets, soda and grabbed some seats. Slowly, over the next 15 minutes, the theater filled to capacity. I didn't know that many people knew the Union Station movie theater existed. We were stunned. Well, as the movie started we began to realize that the vast majority of people in the theater were high schoolers between the ages of 14 and 17. They squealed (in unison) whenever something remotely cute happened and laughed ridiculously hard at jokes they probably considered to be really risque, but that anyone over 18 would find somewhat normal. Basically it was hysterical and annoying at the same time. Whenever they squealed the guy sitting next to me would just start laughing to himself. I can't say I blame him because I wanted to laugh too. The movie itself was pretty good. I wasn't sure how they were going to go about making that book into a movie but I thought they did a pretty decent job. It was funny and the different story lines came together at the end, which I always enjoy in a movie. We came back here, drank more and I went to bed. We were going to go over to the boys but I was exhausted because I didn't sleep to well on Thursday.
Right, well, time for me to go clean the trailer. Its soooo nice out today and we've got the windows open so I'm in one of those spring cleaning moods. I got up this morning and did the dishes. Now I've got to swiffer and maybe borrow the boy's vacuum. We're having the APO brothers and pledges over tomorrow after Mission Day and the place needs to be straightened up. That means I need to do it because there's no way in hell Molly will clean, especially if she's feeling sick. So I'm going to go swiffer now.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
I Don't Need to Go Around Singing "Colors of the Wind"
Actual quote from my history class today where we discussed John Smith and Pocahontas. It was thrilling. The t.a. practically had to pull teeth to get us to answer questions about the readings. When he asked us what our previous knowledge of John Smith was before this reading, however, then we wouldn't shut up. We all wanted to talk about the Disney movie. Somewhere along the lines a guy in the back of the room could be heard saying that. Which I just find hysterical. Politics was interesting... we talked about the Bosnian War in the 1990s. I sat there quietly laughing to myself because I already knew everything the prof was saying since Liz talked about it all last semester.
So I'm not really sure why, but for some reason I find myself watching "America: A Tribute to Heroes" on youtube. It's probably because I have the cd on my computer and one of the songs came on while on shuffle. If you don't know, "America: A Tribute to Heroes" was a telethon organized by George Clooney immediately following September 11th. I can remember watching it when it was broadcast about a week after the events. It was a Friday and my family was at our friends, Jerry and Beth's, house out of town. Jerry is a Port Authority cop and he'd spent the last ten days at ground zero. This was his first night home and they had us over to watch the telethon. We got pizza and then just sat there, frozen in front of the tv for two hours. We didn't talk at all. I'm not sure we could have come up with anything to say even if we had wanted to.
The show opened with Bruce singing "My City of Ruins", which is a song he originally wrote about Asbury Park, but after September 11th it seemed as if the song had been penned solely for this event. When I found the video online and watched the opening again tonight it was the first time I had seen it since it aired almost 8 years ago. It gave me chills and I found myself thinking about those first few days for the first time in a long time. Enough time has passed that, when I'm home and driving on the turnpike or I look across the water from outside my town's movie theatre, it's no longer unusual to see the skyline and not see the towers. We're now at a point where we see pictures of the skyline with the WTC and it looks strange. That, in and of itself, is incomprehendable to me because I can remember a time when seeing those buildings was something I didn't think twice about. I have this memory from when I was in sixth or seventh grade... my sister and I had gone to the Liberty Science Center with our mom and her friend/kids and when we left it was dark out. To get home you have to get on the Turnpike for about ten minutes and the road runs right along the Hudson River with a clear, uninterupted view of the city. I sat in the car staring out the window at the city all lit up and I don't know what made me think this at 11 or 12, but I said to my mom and her friend "you know, people come from all over the world to see that skyline and we see it everyday just driving down the street. We take it for granted that we get to see this all the time". That's kind of insightful for a kid. Pretty sure after that my thoughts turned to why they were called the twin towers, when clearly one had an antena that the other did not. I was always facinated by that fact, whenever I saw them.
Ok, wow. I did not mean to go on this huge rant about post-9/11 life. It just sort of happens with people who live around New York. You'll find that we all tend to end up talking about it more than we realized or wanted to.
Anyway, back to the present day. I talked to my Dad again today and I definitely get to bring my car back. He confirmed it. He suggested that when I come home for Easter I leave my car and then come home one weekend and pick it up so he could get the air fixed. But I only have 3 or 4 weeks between Easter and the end of the year. So I'll suck it up and deal until I get home in May. We can get it fixed then. So I do get to keep that check on my list. Yay!! Alright, the two hour Grey's Anatomy/Private Practice crossover episode starts soon. I should go so I can get the popcorn ready. So excited!!!!
In case anyone is interested... Bruce- My City of Ruins
So I'm not really sure why, but for some reason I find myself watching "America: A Tribute to Heroes" on youtube. It's probably because I have the cd on my computer and one of the songs came on while on shuffle. If you don't know, "America: A Tribute to Heroes" was a telethon organized by George Clooney immediately following September 11th. I can remember watching it when it was broadcast about a week after the events. It was a Friday and my family was at our friends, Jerry and Beth's, house out of town. Jerry is a Port Authority cop and he'd spent the last ten days at ground zero. This was his first night home and they had us over to watch the telethon. We got pizza and then just sat there, frozen in front of the tv for two hours. We didn't talk at all. I'm not sure we could have come up with anything to say even if we had wanted to.
The show opened with Bruce singing "My City of Ruins", which is a song he originally wrote about Asbury Park, but after September 11th it seemed as if the song had been penned solely for this event. When I found the video online and watched the opening again tonight it was the first time I had seen it since it aired almost 8 years ago. It gave me chills and I found myself thinking about those first few days for the first time in a long time. Enough time has passed that, when I'm home and driving on the turnpike or I look across the water from outside my town's movie theatre, it's no longer unusual to see the skyline and not see the towers. We're now at a point where we see pictures of the skyline with the WTC and it looks strange. That, in and of itself, is incomprehendable to me because I can remember a time when seeing those buildings was something I didn't think twice about. I have this memory from when I was in sixth or seventh grade... my sister and I had gone to the Liberty Science Center with our mom and her friend/kids and when we left it was dark out. To get home you have to get on the Turnpike for about ten minutes and the road runs right along the Hudson River with a clear, uninterupted view of the city. I sat in the car staring out the window at the city all lit up and I don't know what made me think this at 11 or 12, but I said to my mom and her friend "you know, people come from all over the world to see that skyline and we see it everyday just driving down the street. We take it for granted that we get to see this all the time". That's kind of insightful for a kid. Pretty sure after that my thoughts turned to why they were called the twin towers, when clearly one had an antena that the other did not. I was always facinated by that fact, whenever I saw them.
Ok, wow. I did not mean to go on this huge rant about post-9/11 life. It just sort of happens with people who live around New York. You'll find that we all tend to end up talking about it more than we realized or wanted to.
Anyway, back to the present day. I talked to my Dad again today and I definitely get to bring my car back. He confirmed it. He suggested that when I come home for Easter I leave my car and then come home one weekend and pick it up so he could get the air fixed. But I only have 3 or 4 weeks between Easter and the end of the year. So I'll suck it up and deal until I get home in May. We can get it fixed then. So I do get to keep that check on my list. Yay!! Alright, the two hour Grey's Anatomy/Private Practice crossover episode starts soon. I should go so I can get the popcorn ready. So excited!!!!
In case anyone is interested... Bruce- My City of Ruins
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Check One Off the List
So I can officially check one of the things of my list of goals for the semester. My Dad told me I can bring my car back to school after spring break at the end of the month. I emailed him last night with this long, well thought out argument about why I should have my car. I referenced the "danger" of the Giant down on Rhode Island Ave, the limited amount of groceries I can carry on the metro, how it would be a good segway into the summer and (most importantly) the money he would save by letting me bring my car. He got back to me surprisingly quick and was like "ok, what the heck, sounds fine to me". I nearly fell out of my chair. I was ready for a war of words and he just agreed. Somehow, I don't think he's told my Mom yet, but that's not my problem. The only issue, according to him, is that he hasn't gotten the air conditioning in my car fixed yet. We'll have to do that when I get home in May.
Now, I should probably follow up this nice little explination with another story. When I called my Dad at work today and mentioned how readily he agreed his response was "I didn't agree to anything. Oh, well I must have been drunk". Important to note, he wasn't really blackout drunk on a Tuesday. He is hardly ever drunk and if he is he probably had to go to a party with his friends. Never to that point though. So I don't know what to make of that joke because he had to hang up and go to a meeting right after that. hmmmm.
Well, I booked a train home and did not book a return ticket, so I better be bringing my car. I'm going to assume I am based on the email he sent me.
...bring my car to school- Check
Now, I should probably follow up this nice little explination with another story. When I called my Dad at work today and mentioned how readily he agreed his response was "I didn't agree to anything. Oh, well I must have been drunk". Important to note, he wasn't really blackout drunk on a Tuesday. He is hardly ever drunk and if he is he probably had to go to a party with his friends. Never to that point though. So I don't know what to make of that joke because he had to hang up and go to a meeting right after that. hmmmm.
Well, I booked a train home and did not book a return ticket, so I better be bringing my car. I'm going to assume I am based on the email he sent me.
...bring my car to school- Check
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
She Says When She Feels Like Crying...
...She starts laughing thinking 'bout Glory Days. It's the song I'm listening to right now, and its basically amazing. I'm so glad they played it at the Super Bowl, although I'm not surprised he picked it. It's one of his most famous songs and its really upbeat and everyone loves it.
So today was pretty crazy and hectic. I had to get up early and go to Leahy so I could type up, print and then scan my application for DHS. I also had to scan in my resume and my transcripts so I could attach them all in an email and send them in. Well, I didn't get this all done before I had to go to class. Media class comes and goes and again we talked about Hitler (pretty sure my prof is a nazi facist). Politics is where my day gets slightly interesting.
I get there right before class starts and grab a seat next to Bobby, Matt's roommate. Molly and Marian sat right behind me. Before class started I heard Marian ask Molly if she'd found out about prices for a single in Opus yet. What the hell is that about? I cant imagine Molly living by herself next year and I dont know where she would find four other people to live with. hmmmm. I'm gonna bring up housing and who we could get as a 4th next year. See what she says.
I spent the last 20 minutes of class and the time between Politics and History talking to Liz on AIM via my blackberry. I love technology. When Politics was done I bolted to History class and was reminded that we have a quiz on Thursday. Great. After that I got to go back to my room for about 15 minutes to drop off most of my books before going back to Leahy. I finished scanning everything, proof read it all again and sent it in to DHS. I've offically applied for a job there. Now we just have to keep our fingers crossed. Hopefully that will work out.
I had a movie screening for Media from 5-7 and we watched "In the Year of the Pig". Its some anti-Vietnam movie from the '60s. It was just about as thrilling as the Hitler movie last week. Let me tell you, until you've watched these films, man, you don't know what your missing. The only somewhat decent part was when the interviewed Col. George S. Patton, the son of General Patton from World War II. Kind of funny that they got him on camera.
So now I'm back in my room, working on Philosophy homework and dreading having to go back to Leahy for the third time today. This whole not having a printer thing really sucks. I think tomorrow I'm going to begin the car battle with my parents. Spring Break is in three weeks and its about time I start bringing the subject up. I wonder how thats going to go... probably not too well, but I have to have hope in something, right?
So today was pretty crazy and hectic. I had to get up early and go to Leahy so I could type up, print and then scan my application for DHS. I also had to scan in my resume and my transcripts so I could attach them all in an email and send them in. Well, I didn't get this all done before I had to go to class. Media class comes and goes and again we talked about Hitler (pretty sure my prof is a nazi facist). Politics is where my day gets slightly interesting.
I get there right before class starts and grab a seat next to Bobby, Matt's roommate. Molly and Marian sat right behind me. Before class started I heard Marian ask Molly if she'd found out about prices for a single in Opus yet. What the hell is that about? I cant imagine Molly living by herself next year and I dont know where she would find four other people to live with. hmmmm. I'm gonna bring up housing and who we could get as a 4th next year. See what she says.
I spent the last 20 minutes of class and the time between Politics and History talking to Liz on AIM via my blackberry. I love technology. When Politics was done I bolted to History class and was reminded that we have a quiz on Thursday. Great. After that I got to go back to my room for about 15 minutes to drop off most of my books before going back to Leahy. I finished scanning everything, proof read it all again and sent it in to DHS. I've offically applied for a job there. Now we just have to keep our fingers crossed. Hopefully that will work out.
I had a movie screening for Media from 5-7 and we watched "In the Year of the Pig". Its some anti-Vietnam movie from the '60s. It was just about as thrilling as the Hitler movie last week. Let me tell you, until you've watched these films, man, you don't know what your missing. The only somewhat decent part was when the interviewed Col. George S. Patton, the son of General Patton from World War II. Kind of funny that they got him on camera.
So now I'm back in my room, working on Philosophy homework and dreading having to go back to Leahy for the third time today. This whole not having a printer thing really sucks. I think tomorrow I'm going to begin the car battle with my parents. Spring Break is in three weeks and its about time I start bringing the subject up. I wonder how thats going to go... probably not too well, but I have to have hope in something, right?
Monday, February 2, 2009
Life Sucks.... Majorly
I've decided I seriously hate life. I'm not kidding, I hate it. It sucks. I believe today I've had one of the most annoying stressful days in my college career. Where do I begin?
So I get up and go to class this morning. I come back, shower and start trying to fix the iTunes application on my computer. It decided to freeze up and wig the hell out last night. So I delete it and reinstall. Doesn't work. It just continually freezes everytime it opens. It keeps getting stuck on this message that says "determining gapless playback information". I've got no idea what that means and I can't fix it. Anyone have any ideas? I've uninstalled and reinstalled everything about 5 times and rebooted my computer about 10 times. Still nothing. Never mind that I'm pretty sure my computer either has a virus or some serious spyware on it. Computer freezes when I try and run scans too. I spent a half hour on the phone with India this afternoon trying to get it sorted out. They tell me to uninstall the software and try restarting. Seriously? Like I haven't been doing that for about 7 hours now. In case you were wondering, doing that once more did not work. Basically, I'm about ready to throw this thing against a wall. Cheap piece of shit.
On top of the computer, I find out that I didn't get the job in the Finance Office. The lady emailed me and said they found someone with more filing experience. I didn't know filing required so much practice. So that put me in a worse mood because it drives home my terrible financial situation right now. My dad told me to go get a job at Starbucks or in the food court at Union Station. I think he's on crack.
I've got a paper due tomorrow and I need to write it early so I can go to Leahy and print it because, oh wait, that's right my printer broke. Just decided to stop working last week. So I can't write my paper too late because I need to go over to Leahy and print it. I also have an entire book to read by Wednesday but I haven't gotten a chance to start it so I'm going to be up all night doing that, after I write this paper for media.
On top of all that, this semester is really shaping up to suck. Liz and Matt aren't around, Molly is barely around and hardly ever talks, Chris is preoccupied with his own stuff and no one seems to want to do anything. I haven't taken one picture (other than the inauguration) since we got back to school. Erin said it the other night: that's sad because if I haven't taken any pictures it means we haven't done anything. I'm actually beginning the countdown until the end of the year because this semester doesn't seem like its going to be enjoyable at all. In case you were wondering, there are 98 days left. Junior year, in general, is going to end up sucking.
I think that a lot of what went on last semester is finally starting to get to me. I tried to take it all in stride, as best I could, and keep life as normal as possible. It worked at the time, but it also ment that I just ignored most of the emotional drain it should have taken on me. So I think a lot of that started to hit me today too. At this rate I may end up like Liz, curled up in a fetal position for 2 days on the couch in Trailer 15. I'm having a hard time dealing with it all. I'm just not having a good time anymore. And that's depressing because there has never really been a time in college when I haven't been having a good time. Not for any extended period at least.
So when Molly finally got back to the trailer today I was in a bad mood and in the process of yelling a some non-English speaking person in India. Twenty minutes later she comes by my room in her Saints jersey and tells me her and Marian got tickets to go see Cowboy Mouth in Baltimore. Gee, thanks for the invite. I'd love to go. That was just the icing on the cake. After everything else, I'm getting blown off by Molly, who hardly ever even does anything to begin with.
I dont know. I guess things will have to get better eventually but until then, I just want to go lay in bed and do nothing. Of course, that's not an option so I'll have to settle for writing a media paper and reading a history book.
So I get up and go to class this morning. I come back, shower and start trying to fix the iTunes application on my computer. It decided to freeze up and wig the hell out last night. So I delete it and reinstall. Doesn't work. It just continually freezes everytime it opens. It keeps getting stuck on this message that says "determining gapless playback information". I've got no idea what that means and I can't fix it. Anyone have any ideas? I've uninstalled and reinstalled everything about 5 times and rebooted my computer about 10 times. Still nothing. Never mind that I'm pretty sure my computer either has a virus or some serious spyware on it. Computer freezes when I try and run scans too. I spent a half hour on the phone with India this afternoon trying to get it sorted out. They tell me to uninstall the software and try restarting. Seriously? Like I haven't been doing that for about 7 hours now. In case you were wondering, doing that once more did not work. Basically, I'm about ready to throw this thing against a wall. Cheap piece of shit.
On top of the computer, I find out that I didn't get the job in the Finance Office. The lady emailed me and said they found someone with more filing experience. I didn't know filing required so much practice. So that put me in a worse mood because it drives home my terrible financial situation right now. My dad told me to go get a job at Starbucks or in the food court at Union Station. I think he's on crack.
I've got a paper due tomorrow and I need to write it early so I can go to Leahy and print it because, oh wait, that's right my printer broke. Just decided to stop working last week. So I can't write my paper too late because I need to go over to Leahy and print it. I also have an entire book to read by Wednesday but I haven't gotten a chance to start it so I'm going to be up all night doing that, after I write this paper for media.
On top of all that, this semester is really shaping up to suck. Liz and Matt aren't around, Molly is barely around and hardly ever talks, Chris is preoccupied with his own stuff and no one seems to want to do anything. I haven't taken one picture (other than the inauguration) since we got back to school. Erin said it the other night: that's sad because if I haven't taken any pictures it means we haven't done anything. I'm actually beginning the countdown until the end of the year because this semester doesn't seem like its going to be enjoyable at all. In case you were wondering, there are 98 days left. Junior year, in general, is going to end up sucking.
I think that a lot of what went on last semester is finally starting to get to me. I tried to take it all in stride, as best I could, and keep life as normal as possible. It worked at the time, but it also ment that I just ignored most of the emotional drain it should have taken on me. So I think a lot of that started to hit me today too. At this rate I may end up like Liz, curled up in a fetal position for 2 days on the couch in Trailer 15. I'm having a hard time dealing with it all. I'm just not having a good time anymore. And that's depressing because there has never really been a time in college when I haven't been having a good time. Not for any extended period at least.
So when Molly finally got back to the trailer today I was in a bad mood and in the process of yelling a some non-English speaking person in India. Twenty minutes later she comes by my room in her Saints jersey and tells me her and Marian got tickets to go see Cowboy Mouth in Baltimore. Gee, thanks for the invite. I'd love to go. That was just the icing on the cake. After everything else, I'm getting blown off by Molly, who hardly ever even does anything to begin with.
I dont know. I guess things will have to get better eventually but until then, I just want to go lay in bed and do nothing. Of course, that's not an option so I'll have to settle for writing a media paper and reading a history book.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuce
I drank a bottle of Malibu last night. A whole bottle. It was over a 4 1/2 hour period, but still. That's a lot of alcohol. Erin and I ordered pizza, then Matt and I went to the store and went to hang out in Mill South. Us, Jen and Mike watched a movie and hung out until around 3. So when my alarm went off at 9:30 this morning, I was not a happy camper.
We had the APO Pledge Induction this morning and we got 28 new members! For us, that's a huge number of pledges. And half of them were boys, which is even more impressive. Hopefully they'll all stick with it and finish the pledge process. Especially since more than half of our current group will be graduating in May. Otherwise, APO will be no more here at Catholic University. There are people who would be completely devastated by that and I would probably be a little upset, but not crushed.
Super Bowl is tonight. I'm so excited!!! I ran back from the APO thing and got changed into my jeans and Giants jersey. I know, I know. They aren't playing. But today is football's greatest day and it would feel wrong to not wear my jersey. I think I'm going with the Cardinals to win. Being a Giants fan the past 20 years have been spent rooting for the underdog, so I'm preconditioned to it. The game has the potential to be interesting, but it could also be very boring. Lets hope it doesn't suck. I've got 6 boxes in a couple of pools and about half of them are good numbers, so maybe I'll win something.
I'm not sure I can describe how excited I am for the halftime show. BRUCE!!! With the E Street Band! It's going to be amazing. Leaked reports are saying he's going to open with "Tenth Avenue Freeze Out", go into "Born to Run", then his new song "Working On a Dream" and finish with "Glory Days". I don't really get why he's playing his new song when he has so much other material he could choose from, but I guess he's gotta be a little self promoting while he's got the stage. Play the new song, maybe people will buy the new cd. Despite the new song that no one knows, it should be a good performance. I can't imagine Bruce not putting on a good show for his first halftime appearance.
So I'm applying for a job at Homeland Security this summer. I found out yesterday that the application and all my information is due to them by Wednesday. Naturally, I freaked out for about a half hour. Then I calmed down and started getting all my stuff together. I think all I have left to do is write a cover letter and proofread everything. It's some kind of desk, paper-pushing job but that's fine with me. As long as I make more than minimum wage and get to stay in DC then I'll be happy. I'm going to plan on applying for jobs in the other Departments, but they haven't posted anything yet. I'm assuming DHS posts earlier because you need to go through a background check. Hey, I've got nothing to hide. Also, I find out about a job in the Finance Office tomorrow. I applied for an office assistant job and they said I'd find out on Monday. If I could get that and make enough money to cover my beer costs every week, it would make my life so much better.
I should go write my cover letter before the game starts. God knows I won't get anything done once that begins.
We had the APO Pledge Induction this morning and we got 28 new members! For us, that's a huge number of pledges. And half of them were boys, which is even more impressive. Hopefully they'll all stick with it and finish the pledge process. Especially since more than half of our current group will be graduating in May. Otherwise, APO will be no more here at Catholic University. There are people who would be completely devastated by that and I would probably be a little upset, but not crushed.
Super Bowl is tonight. I'm so excited!!! I ran back from the APO thing and got changed into my jeans and Giants jersey. I know, I know. They aren't playing. But today is football's greatest day and it would feel wrong to not wear my jersey. I think I'm going with the Cardinals to win. Being a Giants fan the past 20 years have been spent rooting for the underdog, so I'm preconditioned to it. The game has the potential to be interesting, but it could also be very boring. Lets hope it doesn't suck. I've got 6 boxes in a couple of pools and about half of them are good numbers, so maybe I'll win something.
I'm not sure I can describe how excited I am for the halftime show. BRUCE!!! With the E Street Band! It's going to be amazing. Leaked reports are saying he's going to open with "Tenth Avenue Freeze Out", go into "Born to Run", then his new song "Working On a Dream" and finish with "Glory Days". I don't really get why he's playing his new song when he has so much other material he could choose from, but I guess he's gotta be a little self promoting while he's got the stage. Play the new song, maybe people will buy the new cd. Despite the new song that no one knows, it should be a good performance. I can't imagine Bruce not putting on a good show for his first halftime appearance.
So I'm applying for a job at Homeland Security this summer. I found out yesterday that the application and all my information is due to them by Wednesday. Naturally, I freaked out for about a half hour. Then I calmed down and started getting all my stuff together. I think all I have left to do is write a cover letter and proofread everything. It's some kind of desk, paper-pushing job but that's fine with me. As long as I make more than minimum wage and get to stay in DC then I'll be happy. I'm going to plan on applying for jobs in the other Departments, but they haven't posted anything yet. I'm assuming DHS posts earlier because you need to go through a background check. Hey, I've got nothing to hide. Also, I find out about a job in the Finance Office tomorrow. I applied for an office assistant job and they said I'd find out on Monday. If I could get that and make enough money to cover my beer costs every week, it would make my life so much better.
I should go write my cover letter before the game starts. God knows I won't get anything done once that begins.
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