Saturday, February 22, 2003

it's not fair! it's not fair!! it's not fair!!!

but as the adage goes, i suppose life isn't fair.

but life really isn't fair. ::sigh:: my spirits have been broken. my heart was set on backpacking in utah for spring break. however, i had to miss the informational meeting because i had class. because i was responsible and went to class. Aaagh!!! ::screams::

thankfully, i have two other choices for spring holiday:
1. New York, New York -model UN confrence/competition.
2. Gullah/Geechee Sea Islands off the coast of S.Carolina & Georgia -service learning project.
after this weekend, hell begins.

i've decided to run a relay marathon on May 4, 2003. i don't know what compelled me to do this. i have 10 weeks (more or less) to get myself prepped for the event.

starting monday,H.Potter, H.Granger, and i will be in training mode. that means no booze, no smokes, no sweets until after we cross that damn finish line.

oh god, i'm gonna die.

Friday, February 21, 2003

today i was almost on time for the friday five:
1. What is your most prized material possession? i have a few (but i'll share the top 2), and they all hold equal value. 1. a box i decorated full of pictures, notes, and letters collected over the years from friends and family; out of those letters, the collection received from C.P. is most cherished. 2. Vick's Mix 2-disk music compilation; it's the soundtrack that chronicles the frendship between myself and A.Turley, starting from the second grade. i cried when i received it.
2. What item, that you currently own, have you had the longest? i believe it is a money-bank that looks like a clown (this is the only clown i can stand to look at), but that is at home...the item with most age, currently with me in PA, is my elementary school sweatshirt from the 5th grade -it still fits (i was a really fat kid).
3. Are you a packrat? yes and no. i keep stuff for months then will chuck everything into the garbage (or recycling bin). there are a few things that i won't ever throw away because of sentimental value, but create clutter.
4. Do you prefer a spic-and-span clean house? Or is some clutter necessary to avoid the appearance of a museum? hmm...i don't like clutter, but i do like a few things to make the place unique and homey. my friends call me a minimalist (my room decor minimal, but with victoria-esque qualities).
5. Do the rooms in your house have a theme? Or is it a mixture of knick-knacks here and there? i don't own a house yet, but the rooms would have color themes -or at least attempt to.

Tuesday, February 18, 2003

fight the power worldwide
Seattle: Saturday; February 15, 2003

these are pictures from protests all around the world on 02/15/03. my heart aches from so much happiness. knowing that there is still hope and goodness in the world. knowing that all these people can come together in the sake of a cause. knowing that all these people hate bush.
my ability to finally verbalize my thoughts/opinions/feelings are a threat to my parents' authority -and it scares them.

they argue that i've completely changed. in all honesty, i don't think i have. my ideologies and beliefs are consistent with my pre-college days -the only difference is that i'm now not afraid to share them and stand ground.

Monday, February 17, 2003

naomi (everyone's fashion consultant on campus) added some red-highlights into my hair. it looks pretty punk. i'm digging it.
my wish came true; classes were canceled for the day.
on the sill sit the vase of flowers so pretty. and every few days they die a little or revive a little, depending how much care i attend to them, but they eventually die. and it's probably better that way -to stop having to be pretty and gazed at.
I scored a 33% on the "How Pittsburgh are you?" Quizie! What about you?

Oh goodness, i'm way too "Pittsburgh" for my liking.

Sunday, February 16, 2003

as usual, i'm late for the friday five:
1. Explain why you started to journal/blog. my reasons for blogging are many. i wanted a simple way to jot down thoughts/opinions and allow other people to take a peek inside my brain. it's a simple way for me to update distant friends on what is going on in my drab life. writing a public weblog, knowing that the masses are/may be reading, forces me to articulate myself creatively. and i just wanted to jump on the tech-savvy bandwagon of blogs.
2. Do people you interact with day to day or family members know about your journal/blog? Why or why not? there are a few friends on campus who know about my weblog, but i don't always interact with them...which is why i have the weblog -so that people can indirectly interact with me via cyberspace.
3. Do you have a theme for your journal/blog? it has a cutesy blue motif?
4. What direction would you like to have your journal/blog go in over the next year? i would like it to become much more insightful. deep. thoughtful. i would like it to reveal more about myself without directly doing so.
5. Pimp five of your favorite journals/blogs.1. A.Turley, 2. K.Murray, 3. B.Rose, 4. loriloo, 5. D.Kim.
tonight, Mo received a telephone call. after chatting for less than 15 seconds, she handed the phone to, yours truly.

at first i though it might be Shannon, but it wasn't.

it was some guy who said his name was, Bob. he asked me how i was, what i was doing, what i had done throughout the day and such. i, asked him who he was looking for. telling him that he might have the wrong number. Bob said he had the correct number. Bob askd if i went to Chatham. i said no. i asked Bob what he wanted. "we want drugs", was the reply that came from another male voice in the background.

then there was a pause.

and then a, "fucking dykes!", yelled in the background. then again. then click.

people are pricks.
it has been snowing like no other for the past 24 hours. no joke. a full 24 hours.

i wonder if they'll cancel classes...well, morning classes, at the very least. ::crosses fingers::