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What I am about to describe in this Live Journal is a serious, medical condition that afflicts thousands and thousands of people (most Americans, mostly American children) every moment of every day of every year. Although known by many names depending on the region or the severity of the disorder, I refer to it as the......
"Acquired Candy Deficiency Syndrom"
That's right, folks. The need for a sugar rush. That....JONESING for a Skittle.
So, every day Ashley walks to class right past this little trailer that sits parked outside her dorm. She never stops in that because the place seems to have unusual hours. Basically, despite it's boasting of Rhody Fresh milk, it never seems to be vending the lactaid when she so needs it. Therefore, after being let down on more than one incident, and having to have cookies with OUT milk one too many times, Ashley dismissed the trailer (officially called The Corner Store) and blocked it from her life.
Everything went smoothly and uneventfully for weeks, Ashley kept to her side of the sidewalk, and the trailer, well, being PLANTED there, kept to it's designated rectangle of space. Until one day........coming home from her chem lab, after demonstrating an efficency on a PC software (after 2 years of not using one) that put all gentleman, PC users and anyone in there with computer literate BALLS to shame, after walking down a hill with cold wind blowing in her face, a wind so chill that not even her Alpaco scarf could keep her warm, and after suffering from a day long slump that no cup of coffee, it seemed, could cure, Ashley decided to give the Corner Store one. more. chance..
She walked up the ramp, confused as to her newly acquired elevation over her normal walk to class, she hoped the door would open. And open it did. Revealing, at first sight, on the wall across from the entrance, a fabulous array of cookies. Oreos, milanos, the big chunky cookies with the macademia nuts and of course, the king of all Kings, E.L. Fudge swirls. Once done with cookies, Ashley looked up to notice she had indeed stumbled upon every college student's late night, "I'm drunk/I'm stoned/I'm fucking starving/I'm fucking horny" saving grace. The place had shampoo, razors, condoms, soda, ravioli, everything a malnourished, over sex scholar needs. But the best thing above all was the candy. All the motherfucking candy. At that moment Ashley promptly grabbed a bag and started shoving sour patch kids, skittles and the like into her bag. When she got to the counter, she made her confession to the sweet but scared looking little clerk
"Hi, yeah I know this looks crazy but I'm just having the biggest -=*grabs Candy Necklace*=- candy -=*grabs another Candy Necklace=-* craving -=*grabs a Snickers=-* EVER!
The girl laughed and handed Ashley her bag. She told her the total would be 5 dollars. It must be added that the above all, hands down best thing about this little corner store is that it accepted her school's meal plan point as payment. (mhm)
Ashley ended the first half of her day in bed, surrounded by candy, watching her Gilmore Girls with acute satisfaction. And after that, despite the slight tummy ache, the day progressed much warmer, much sweeter and most importantly, more happy!
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[16 Apr 2006|07:09pm] |
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Ya, so, I think it's pretty awesome that URI is having a 2 DAY MUSIC FESTIVAL at URI THIS WEEKEND. At which bands like THE MISFITS, Sage Francis and some really good local bands are playing. Really good. (Stefan Couture and the CFO is playing too, for my LaSallian friends out there). Anyway. I'm helping out with this thing, and the people who have been working on this for OVER A YEAR just found out that they're losing money, a lot. No one is buying tickets. I understand that the price, $35 non student, $19.50 students seems daunting, but when you THINK about it, it isn't really that bad. Usually you pay $10-$15 to see ONE band you like at Lupos. This is TWO DAYS OF GOOD, SOLID MUSIC. They didn't ask just anyone to play this, man. It's actually a week long event what with film festivals and art exhibits as well. Really, twenty dollars is a good investment, it'll be something to do for two whole days. And when you think about it, $20 for two days of music isnt bad when you consider a SHOT of SMIRNOFF at a bar is $6.50!!!! (ridiculous...and, never again)
So yes, Living Proof people. I didn't come up with the name but I do like the idea, a lot. Spend $20 for two days of fun in the sun, good music, good vibes, lots of people, and remember the money is benefiting the arts and art education in the northeast. I'm pretty sure all of you reading this have benefited in someway from art education in your school. Also, I HAVE TICKETS that I may be able to sell ANYONE at student price, I'm not sure, but ya, just give Ashley a nice juicy twenty and receive fifty cents and A BIG, GIANT, WARM, CUDDLY HUG as well (I'm an amazing hug giver).
And the Ashley smile. Gotta have the smile.
Living Proof, April 22-23, Sat-Sun.
Peace.
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| "I'm not crazy 'cause I take the right pills" |
[11 Apr 2006|07:58pm] |
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I find it interesting how my life is corresponding to "Under the Tuscan Sun'"s ladybug theory. You can search and search in vain all you want for ladybugs, but as soon as you give up and go to sleep in the grass you'll wake up with them crawling all over you. Interesting. Except, not exactly what I wanted, but oh well.
I ran out of food today. Well, I found out I had no more points left on my meal plan. I guess I'm too generous of a person or something, because I know I didn't use all of those points myself. Whatever. I felt so stupid having to call my parents to and be all like "yaaaa, I need money." I really hate that dependant feeling but then again, the only reason I ran out of points in the first place is because I bought the minimal plan, trying to save them money. Anyhow. Got it all sorted out.
I love how the companies I work for tend to overlook the fact I'm in school. Always. CVS just espects me to be available on some far off Wednesday, when, not only do I have class, I have an anatomy lab practical. Where were they in January when I gave them my application and I was bored to tears? They instead choose to approach me during one of the busiest times of my life. And not pay me in the process. Hopefully this will all boil over and lead to a very smooth summer of working in a nice, air conditioned environment. Hopefully my coworkers won't legitimately suck to the point that I come home from work in tears. But I doubt it due to the fact that you couldn't find a worse group of people to work with in your life. I actually ran into one of them yesterday. Actually, he saw me walking past Albies so he decided to leave and follow me into International Pockets and yell at me for not saying hi to him. "You walked right by me at Albies." Damn straight I walked right by. I tend to walk right by empty people who lead a consumer-driven existence and export all their self-confidence through the cutting down of other people. I'm sorry, but to me, their is no excuse for behavior like that.
I told CVS I'm taking three weeks off of work in July. I will be in the province of Quebec with my friend Dan Carniaux trying to become fluent in French and also to acclamate myself to a francophone environment. I am really excited. And now that I have work off it's happening. The only way it won't is if my family goes bankrupt or I get a very angry phone call from a manager in the next few weeks saying I can't. This is awesome. I'm really not going to have a lot of down time this summer. But that's ok. Because going from a crazy schedule such as this to NOTHING, reeeeeeally screws with your head. And I won't have enough time to mope around and miss my URI friends.
So, that's the update, as I sit here eating bagels and veggie cream cheese. I have an anatomy test tomorrow, so, Peace to you all.
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| "you got love for bead boys?" |
[07 Apr 2006|01:54pm] |
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What's been going on in Ashley-ville you ask? Well, a lot of stuff.
On Wednesday I had a chem test, so naturally I started studying on Tuesday. In the middle of it I took a nap, went to Rams Den for food and stopped into the coffeehouse where I talked to Morgan and John. They were concerned. All you really need to know is that I ended up sitting on the couch for a half hour with a piece of duct tape over my mouth obeying my "sit, stay" instructions. "When was the last time you laid out on the quad and looked at the stars?" My answer was never. Thus, I promised myself that I would have Ashley time on Thursday night. Considering I pulled an all nighter on Wednesday, it was well deserved.
Last night I sat in Edwards with falafel and apple juice (orgasmic, I tell you, orgasmic food.) But does anyone know a good organic apple juice because I'm trying to cut back on the mass produced foods. I keep on getting damn inspired by the hipsters who Graham brings down from Providence to the 193, especially Mike Selemmi "everyone is vegan in their hearts." They all look so cute going up to the counter asking if the chai is vegan. "big train has milk powder !!!)
I digress....
So Thursday I was happy. After a good day or hard work and anti-war protests, I was so hapy to sit back listening to jam music with the sexiest existentialist New Jersey has to offer, and eat my falafel. It was. a. natural. high..
So ya, didn't really want to go to class today. There were just too many obstacles in the way of going to french. I made it it anatomy, rolling out of bed naked and begrudgingly putting on clothes. But it was worth it because the ECC was having a huge presentation in Atrium 2. There's some real prgoress being made towards URI being powered by wind. The benefits of wind power compared to other fuel methods are nigh on exponential, and I'm really excited. Also, I went to http://www.earthday.net/footprint/index.asp and figured out my ecological footprint. And....this is exciting.....
I got a 7!!!!! It was like the lowest score they got all day! I even bet Rachel, which is saying something trust me. I guess it comes from walking EVERYWHERE and bussing myself to Providence. Woo hoo. When I thinik about it though, my whole family is pretty ecologically aware. Apparantly after my dad retires he's moving to south carolina to build his own, solar powered house because he's sick of oil prices and taxes in general.
So ya that's it. I started working at CVS. I have mixed feelings. Every time I go in there I feel like I'm supporting the man, (probably because I am....) I dunno I feel like I'm killing babies or something, especially since Tom Ryan (CEO) is a douche. They don't even have a recycling bin, man. We'll see.
Enjoy the warm weather, folks. But remember that polar bears are drowning.
Also, I kind of want a MAC Pro.........but I'm going to be content with my iBook for a while. Also, go read Penny Arcade's latest comic. Microsoft always has it coming.
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| "tell me, Mr. Finch, do you like music?" |
[01 Apr 2006|04:50pm] |
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A year ago Ani DiFranco was my mistress. But right now I've been having rough, rough sex with Sleater Kinney. These past few months of listening to them, I've realized, were not my home stretch, no, in fact, that was all just foreplay to this major two guitar, one drum set orgasm that is this band. They came from the Pacific northwest.
So I've had a crazy past few days. And, dare I say, rather irresponsible. Din't get a damned thing done on Wednesday, but I woke up on Thursday sick anyway. Sick like my throat hurt, sick like mucous, sick like strep. So I called a freind from com class to tell my prof that I was ill, and emailed her relaying the same. Slept through econ, slept through acting (I couldn't speak, not much acting potential) and of course, didn't got to my com speech. I did have to, however, go to my chem lab. But I hadn't completed the lab or studied for the quiz, so I talked to my T.A., telling her I was sick and promised her I would have work for her by Monday. After two hours of rigorous combining of acids and bases I then escaped for my doctors appointment, I don't have strep. I have ghost mucous and a recommendation to take robitussin DM. But I did get a doctor's note. Phew.
Came back to the Union, coffee house to be exact, called a most likely angry Theatre 100 T.A. saying I was sick. I then sat around the coffee house relaxing until 7 when there was a coffeeouse staff meeting and Graham and I got a ride with Laura to the Hera Gallery. I'm reeeeeally glad I went. Heard some good poetry and met Micah's sister who I think is very good at guitar, and I had to tell her myself, thus, how I met her. So ya, came back, got coffee, talked to Timmy and Graham, and in walks Alex and Sober Jess. They have a car bar.... I afterwards went back to my dorm, realized I was bored, and called up Chris since I haven't seen him in forever. Came back to school with some tea in time for anatomy, went to anatomy, talked to my prof and got my test, got complimented by my professor, came home and got ready to go to New York.
Drove to New York. Dropped Megan off at Crossgates. Went to RPI, saw the doods, left for 'V for Vendetta' at Crossgates. Ran into "fucking Eddy" on the way to the car, the conversation went something like this.
Ashley walking towards her car: "Hey Eddy"
Eddy walking towards his dorm: "Hey"
Ashley:"Come to see V for Vendetta with us."
Eddy now changing direction: "YES!"
I can fill a car with bodies pretty quickly and easily.
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Anyway, it's Saturday afternoon, the weather resembles Ireland's, and I'm waiting to go to my cousin's party and to come home and do Dance til Dawn. I hope to have fun.
Quote of the week:
Hooray for existentialists.
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Today was one of those pinnacle days as far as school work goes. There must have been some magical leverage system that allowed me to get the highest quiz grade in anatomy I've ever received with the least amount of studying. Interesting.
I hung around for the rest of the day. Got to check out the Living Proof booth and re-discover an old friend, Sarah, who I considered a good mentor to me in high school, also someone who people always compared me too. Good to see she is doing well.
I came home, slipped into flip flops and just sat around the Union for hours since the room was not feeling attequate on such a beautiful day.
Then I waited around for the URISSC meetng at 6. The only problem was it didn't start at 6. I was down at the office at 6 but Ben wasn't there ao I walked around thinking it was maybe somewhere else. Ben got there one minute after I was done. And he was in one of his moods where I didn't want to dissapoint him. It's really sad to see an activist get the blues, so I tried to be as attentive as possible. I was so drained after feeling pressure to skip classes to be at booths(?) that I forgot about this meeting I was supposed to drop into for this festival at URI called Living Proof (which, all my URI friends, and of you there are many who probably won't hear about this, it's going to be awesome, many many bands, films, Misfits...festival,very nice). I felt kinda bad because I don't like coming across as someone who isn't serious about their volunteer efforts and I happened to see one of the people I knew from the group walking out the door. Someone how my credibility outweighs me appearing to be a total stalker because I was all like "hey sorry couldn't make it" and I'm sure the man was probably thinking "oooooook."
So I went back upstairs, got accosted by Trevor, something about being a 'ho', which I'm still confused about.
Right now I still have a speech to compose and a chem lab to complete.
What I'd really like is to just be in a cozy bed with a good movie, Mountain Dew and tea I would ever want. And maybe one beer. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.
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[28 Mar 2006|11:51pm] |
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just some freakishly accurate horoscopes is all....
Sunday, March 26
Keeping your primary relationships in healthy working order entails making some compromises. That's normal. What's not normal is betraying your own hard-won set of principles. It's your task now to figure out the difference.
This is so very true.
Saturday, March 25
You're making hearts flutter and turning heads wherever you go. Don't waste this spectacular celestial influence on your TV -- go ahead and get out there. Stir up some deliciously exciting trouble.
Funny if it were true.
Ya, so the weekend was pretty on. It doesn't feel like it should only be Tuesday in the progress of the week, but I'm glad at the same time that it is, because I have shit to do this week. Unfortunately, the only two things that will really get done will be anatomy lab studying and my com speech for Thursday. I'm kind of interested in the topic I just hope research can give me enough information. Is it possible to despise yet love research at the same time because those are my sentiments.....
also, I have decided to go to New York, but only for Friday night. I need to get back Saturday afternoon to do some homework, go to my cousin's birthday/housewrming party, and then go to Dance till Dawn. I'm excited because I know I'll at least be able to spend quality time with coffeehouse friends and SSDP people. Also, any other random people that I know and good, old friends like Alex, who I know will ineviably be there. I just couldn't pass Dance till Dawn up. I've always wanted to go to a rave and I want to be involved in the activities on my campus instead of escaping to New York whenever I can.
Don't get me wrong, I love my NY friends, but come on, everyone's been buzzing about this all week, and I really don't want to pass this up. I refer you to the first horoscope posted above.
Anywhoo. NY (the Hillary Clinton state), NY people (geeks!), V for Vendetta, the completion of work, seeing my cousin's new house and celebrating his birthday with him (he's 25 and an avid Guinness drinker, smile) and my first and probably only "rave" ever. Also, Brent from SSDP (co-sponsers or something) told me he and the SSDP-rs would show me a good time.
Also, might I add that the weather has been quite agreeable lately, much to my liking. Much more sun, and I like sun. It is not pretty to see what happens to Ashley when she does not receive sun. So yes, warm weather, but carry faaavorite fleece around just for good measure.
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| on the attraction of males of the 'geek' persuasion |
[26 Mar 2006|08:34pm] |
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Ok, I don't know what it is, and most everyone knows,but there's something sexy about geeks.
Maybe because I feel as if I grew up with a lot of them, and, I did. And maybe that's why theres something about them. Most geeky guys do not look like the type that would be asked to pose for any clothing ad, and that's part of the reason. I think there's a point where guys just come to be too pretty. And not too pretty in the way that you have low self-esteem and you're afraid they'd cheat on you, etc. It's more like in the way, the prettier they get, the more they appear to be porcelain dolls. And dolls aren't sexy.
Geeks are content to stay in their PJs all day and try and beat that boss at the end of the video/computer game. Geeks aren't assholes to their women. I've noticed most of them are just so grateful to find a compatible girl that they treat them very well. Geeks are loyal. They're like golden retrievers. And I like golden retrievers. In fact I have a fantasy of being in a living situation where I get to wake up in bed with a geek (the geek, ahem ;) ) with a golden retriever at foot, or any other bug, dumb dog.
But yes.
So, again, I don't know where this stems from. Probably from my older male cousins who used to blast green day from their room and who would play pirates with me when I was little and take me swimming and crabbing, but I dunno, I guess that kind of set my standards in guys. How very Arkansas of me.
I will probably add to this entry, so yes. Check back for future updates?
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| twitterpated |
[26 Mar 2006|06:08pm] |
I'm twitterpated.
Yesss, that's right. You thought this provocative four syllabled word would stay put in a cute, animated film that discusses deers and death, but no. To be twitterpated, is a real emotion. At least to me, it is.
I don't know what it is. It's spring and everyone just seems so goddamned.....SEXY. Even the ladies, man, I feel like all the people are up ons.
Random, I know, but soooo true.
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| because Dan's sister is the shiz |
[20 Mar 2006|10:01pm] |
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in rotation:
Romeo and Juliet Soundtrack
Riverdance
Rent (I finally succumbed to the Force)
No Doubt's 'The Beacon Street Collection"
The Shins' Chutes Too Narrow"
singles:
echo-paul broadbent
caring creepy-the shins
roulette dares-the mars volta
could you be loved-bob marley
home/room books:
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
on deck:
Princes of Ireland-Edward Rutherford
On Beauty-Zadie Smith
The Hobbit-J.R.R. Tolkien
the next Harry Potter book
cinemast:
Rent
In her Shoes (it was actualy really, really good)
cinemoment:
nada
cinemuture:
V for Vendetta
The Libertine
Capote
DVDs I wished I owned right now:
Wedding Crashers
Shrek 2
Empire Records
Some Like It Hot
L'auberge Espanol
tea:
chai
beverages:
Fair Trade Mocha Joe's with a caramel shot and soy milk
water by the nalgene
orange juice
cravings:
Japanese cuisine
orange juice
MORE girl scout samoas
article of clothing that I wish didn't need washing because I would wear it every day:
the "retarded owl" shirt
I'm convinced my style points would go up by 10 if I could just get:
more hippy skirts
hot punk boots
something of the linen persuasion
"craziest" thing I've done recently:
went to the St. Patrick's Day parade in Savannah-alone
"craziest" thing I wish I could do, but I'm scared:
shave my head.
the relevant truth:
The folk-fulicious lyrics of Paul Broadbent
"You've got to turn the heat up in your kitchen if you wanna burn your blues"
Right so this is totally a copy and paste situation. But hey, I think it's really fun and hopefully maybe some of you would like to fill it out for yourself. I'd certainly be interested in what you've been into lately.
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| sphincter academica |
[07 Mar 2006|02:04pm] |
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As I sit here in my empty dormitory at 2 in the afternoon on a rather lukewarm day, sipping the biggest iced chai of my life ( :D ). I've made a few observations.
Observation 1: The taste of red onion will be lingering on my breath forever
Observation 2: Bagels are a diaretic
Observation 3: I wish it was warmer outside, even though it is pretty warm already.
The biggest observation however is I have successfully managed to supress my instincts to play World of Warcraft during these past two weeks. I realized I had lots of work to do, and rather than choosing to ignore it until the very last second and play WoW in sweet ignorance, ultimately screwing myself over, I took the initiative and got work done. You can only fail so many tests until you have to actually study.
But even with alllll the studying I have been doing, I've realized something.
School. is. hard.
Very, very hard. I would attribute this to being a Pharmacy and French major but I don't think I am the only one undergoing some difficulty here. Certainly, Pharmacy makes you HAVE to take Com 100, Econ, Anatomy and Chem 2 all at the same time, but a lot of people have to take on full coarseloads such as that and often times their clases are even more difficult than mine. I definitely made things harder for myself though. Those four classes are 14 credits, which is just what I need to be a full time student at URI. But I chose to also take French Composition and Acting on top of that. Also, I committed to being a Teacher
s Assistant Shadow for a Theatre 100 class. Which is basically like a class considering I have to show up everyday and often times be prepared for something.
Last weekend Erik asked me if there were any classes I could skip on Thursday. And I realized, that I cannot skip ONE CLASS. These courses are hard enough when you go to every class, let alone if you miss it. I mean sure, some classes I don't have to pay as much attention as others but I definitely need to be present to either get attendance credit or hear announcements about upcoming quizzes. Speaking of which, Chem 2 quiz tomorrow on acids and bases, thank you for reminding me.
I cannot miss one class. At least I finally realized this. I've also come to accept it. I am making great strides towards becoming a dedicated Pharmacy major here. Realizing I cannot skip class.
I remember yesterday, I was actually EXCITED to sit down in the 193 degree coffee house for HOURS (3pm - 11pm) and do ALL of the work I needed to do for this week. My mentality has totally flipped.
I used to think "Ok, what sort of school stuff is going to cut into my free/WoW time."
Not I think "Ok, what kind of leisure stuff is going to cut into my study time."
I am generally excited to sit on my ass for hours and to, gasp, GET. WORK. DONE..
Because it's NOT stopping, and it's NOT going away.
Every week I have a quiz in anatomy lab where I need to be able to identify one out of 300 things from each other. Every week I have a chem lab where I am handing in a lab report with scores of calculations and where I am also quizzed on the lab I am about to complete. Every week I have French homework, the name of the class if French Composition, there's a lot of looong, writing involved. Everyweek I have a quiz in chemistry and every week I have to download and print the notes from my chem and econ classes so I can follow along. I actually have to PREPARE for MOST of my classes before I get into the door on days where I don't even have any homework or quizzes.
It's just always something. Every week is a battle to get it all done and every Monday it starts all over again.
I don't even have many objectives in my leisure life either. There are only 2.
1. Become a well researched and effective activist.
2. Get to 60 on WoW.
And that's it. I'm not even trying to get my hands on any substances or anything, unless you count Erik as a substance. :)
So this was a brief update of where I am in my life. Thankfully, things will come to a brief hiatus on Wednesday when I go to get Erik, at which point I'll only have to attend four classes after that, and all the work due for those classes has already been completeed to optimize the Erik time.
Friday afternoon I get into a car with my parents and on Saturday I'll be in DC. Sunday we'll be at Hilton Head, South Carolina and at some point I'll be visiting some good friends in Savannah and be seeing the sights in Charlestown. The next Saturday my sister will have the opportunity to try and crash a BMW and after driving all night, I will arrive home on Sunday, right beforeschool starts up again. I will then have hopefully a normal, less stresful week and then on Friday I'm going up to RPI to hang out with Erik and his buddies, see a comedian and hopefully see V for Vendetta at Crossgates. (Steve Banas do NOT see it on Spring Break!)
And then it will almost be April. :) Yaaaay.
Peace out boy scouts.
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As I sit here in the bask of a TV that emits 24 and Soul Calibur Three at fixed intervals, I am thinking about my academic self.
If what you create is indicative of who you are, than I am no one. I stopped writing poetry because I got the idea it was terrible. Not that I ever thought my poetry was something to fuss about. I had no idea it was stepping on people's toes.
But that doesn't matter.
I haven't felt proud of myself academically in a long time. The only class that I thrive in is French. It is the only class where I can succeed in without doing anything, yet it is often the only class I want to do anything in. It has gotten to the point where I will start speaking French without consciously deciding to. Usually it's nothing more than a simple sentance.
I used to be fairly intelligent. I used to be motivated. I used to be one of those people who had all their work done and had a book for pleasure reading in her backpack, taking any free moment in class to pour over a book shielded by the long hair that was all over my desk.
Right now I miss high school. I miss that cozy feeling. High school from this perspective appears to be this giant hug. Where I could move about in my own little world so small that I thought I actually new everything.
I know nothing.
Yet, I am learning.
I'm finding it hard to be motivated. Self-control was never one of my strong qualities, so having complete and total control of my schedule has proved to be quite difficult.
Visiting RPI is not the problem, I've come to realize.
World of Warcraft probably is.
However, I do not feel like I should sacrifice something like WoW. I play WoW instead of watching TV, it is a substitution for a useless passtime. Through World of Warcraft I communicate with people better than I usually can on AIM. It has built a bridge over a giant chasm that used to separate Erik and myself. They are my first steps into the gaming world.
Speaking of gaming and being geeky, I remembered recently that I used to code with HTML to build websites when I was in 7th grade. I'd like to get back into that stuf, and advance my computer knowledge a bit more.
I'm never going back to Windows.
I finally realized this when I went to the computer lab in the Union and I walked over to an iMAC instead of a Dell.
Down with Windows!
So yes, back to the grind.
I want to become more motivated. I don't know hwo that is going to happen.
Yesterday I went to Wickeden street with my fearless vegetarian leader only to be picked up and twirled around by a boy with a long black coat and a top hat.
Thank you, Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Back to economics. One of the few subjects I have a passion for.
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Sorry, I couldn't help myself. This is what happens when a longtime passion and a newly found one meet eachother.
WARNING: It WILL make you want to die inside, but only a little.
But if you're not in a hurry. I don't think it'll hurt to read it......
Ok, so the U.S. definitely has a list of "Rogue" nations. On this list are countries such as Iran, China, Syria and North Korea. Funny, cause I don't remember any of those countries backstabbing us or anything. I mean, they're totally out of range. But perhaps they're just using nukes as their ranged weapons to pull the U.S........
On the other hand, they've definitely got the Stealth covered. They play their game like I do, avoiding six party talks and such. I never participate in my party's talks either.
Ya.
So when we break it all down Asia is definitely the Rogue's quarter of the world, elusive, hard to get to, but nice to look at. Europe is Orgrimmar......laggy, with too much shopping and it's hard to navigate. And we Americans live in the Barrens....completely void of all intellligence. Boring. All there is are raptors and little Zebra wanna bes who think they're all cool with that fucking horn on their forehead. And us Americans with our impatience, intolerance and anger are very thorny razorbacks.
Finally the UN THINKS they control it all. Managing the world through individual quests. Tasks which usually take a lot of time, patience, and they, like us WoW players, accept the fact that some times taking a death or....FIVE is necessary. Whether or not they decide to immediately resurrect with some serious speculation sickness or go back to where they went wrong is a different story. You'd have to ask them.
In reality, though, it's all about who's got the most XP.
The question is, will us Level 60s in the econimic race be kind to and patient with our less priveleged, lower level characters?.....or will we just sit back and wait to fuck with them while they have no chance to fight back? Can a member of the Horde and a member of the Alliance walk down the same path, avoiding the Ferocious Grizzly Bears of life, and not attack each other?
Come on, America: Log on. Level up. We need a Level 60 priest. The UN is asking you to join their guild. Will you accept or decline?
The choice, is yours.
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Wow. I don't know what provoked this, it sounds like maybe Spence had a bad night last night or something, sorry dude. I saw 'Serenity' with Kayla for the second time and then hung out at my house watching 'Gilmore Girls,' I know, I know, I need to retire and give up this life of partying. I think it's a really foolish thing to start shunning the people who you THINK you know are using. For instance, I wasn't on that list. When have I ever preferred getting drunk to hanging out with people? Never. Yet I feel like I'm being accused. I have never/WILL never smoke anything in my life. But you don't see me getting pissed off at people who do. Ironically though, the people who always DID go rip shit, as some are going now, allllll ended up dabbling in something. You know, pot, cloves, and of course, the occasional acid (?!?!)
You wonder why all of you managed to stay off drugs and alcohol?? IT WASN'T AROUND! It's so easy to say you're straight edge when you've denied pot twice. Try every fucking weekend. Plus, it always seems the people who ARE using never seem to suffer any consequences. This is usually when the straight edge people get mad and start making everybody who has used feel bad about themselves in order to provide the only plus they're getting for choosing not to use. Don't do it. You're just going to piss people off. And then they're really not going to wanna hang out with you? Hmm, get buzzed or get prosecuted? Wow, tough choice. So a viscious cycle thus commences.
My policy to my friends who are trying stuff? Be safe. I'm not their mother, I'm not going to lecture them. I have other people to hang out with than just one group of people who prefer to use that night. The only time I'll ever care is if someone is in serious danger. Personally, I don't have a problem with the consumption of alcohol, considering I'm a French major and we've taken quizzes on wines from different regions. Although partying it up every weekend and consuming gluttonous amounts of alcohol isn't really my style. I think alcohol should be able to be enjoyed by everyone and NOT BE ABUSED. Which means, don't consume it merely to be drunk. I'm not much of a fan of hard liquor myself. So, whatever. Maybe that makes me the kind of person who doesn't enjoy good clean fun. Maybe I don't make the magic list. And, for the record, if someone's idea of good clean fun is shunning other people? Well, frankly, I'd rather just read a good book.
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Darby updates from her diary below....
( Spoken from somewhere else )
On a more ironic-hypocritical-I-can't-believe-you-did-that note, twelve inches (at least) from my hair are gone. They are somewhere on their way to a person who needs it much more than I do. If my hair is as beautiful as everyone says it is, than it should be given to someone who truly needs it.
Namaste.
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Ok, so atarting around 9 o clock tonight I was having the WORST sweet craving EVER. Two mini candy bars, a Starbucks Mocha Frapuccino NOR an apple could suffice. Well, I just get through my first episode of Sex and the City, say good night to Kayla, and all of a sudden I hear yelling out in the hallway.
"Cookies!!!!!!!!Basement floor cookie party! Home baked cookies!"
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.......I love my R.A.. She cleans up vomit AND cooks for us. Can you say THAT Erik?!?!?!? Huh?!?!?! Can you handle THAT?
Can your piRAte do THAT?????? I don't believe he's capable of even picking up some PUKE. Which grossed me out considerably.
I'm gonna stop picking on my boyfriend now.
Goodnights.
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Why am I such a fucking GIRL?
 | You scored as Inara Serra. The Courtesan. You have a job that brings comfort to people and eases their burdens. It took years of training and dedication to perfect. So why do people keep calling you a whore? You tried to get away from those people, but something keeps bringing you back.
Inara Serra | | 75% | The Operative | | 69% | Shepherd Derrial Book | | 56% | Kaylee Frye | | 44% | Simon Tam | | 44% | River Tam | | 38% | Zoe Alleyne Washburne | | 31% | Capt. Mal Reynolds | | 31% | Hoban 'Wash' Washburne | | 31% | Jayne Cobb | | 19% | </td>
Which
Serenity character are you?
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I don't want to here any jokes about this....from ANYONE!!!!
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So I realize this is pretty much only a shout out to URI people but I want to see the following movies:
1. Serenity again, maybe next Tuesday for $5.50 or something. Kayla, you're seeing it. It's fucking amazing. I am now a converted sci fi fan, without fault, asnd without faltering. I am one for good. Never have I CLAPPED and laughed out loud so much in a theatre before. Oh man, you guys should have seen it. Ten o clock showing somewhere near Albany New York and the theatre was FULL of Firefly fans. This means there was many men there with long hair. This means Ashley didn't have to buy candy for she was already feasting upon it with her eyes....
2. Domino Harvey, Bounty Hunter comes out Oct 14. I don't have to see it THEN but it looks amazing and I'm certainly looking forward to seeing Kieria Knightly at her most bitchiest and hard core. Not to mention there's a huge scene where she kicks a girl's ass whilst in her underwear. I suspect this movie will be well appreciated in the Northampton region. *winks*
3. Dare I see Saw 2 in a few weeks even though I'm still having nightmares about the ORIGINAL and I saw it exactly one year ago?!?!?!?
4. Chronicles of Narnia comes out Dec. 9 and that is being seen sometimes during Christmas break. Preferably with the peeps.
I think that's it.
Just saw Corpse Bride with Amy. It was discount night at Enty's. Pretty good, really cute, cutely short. Only hearing Johnny Depp's voice come out of a skinny, morbid looking protagonist made me become MORE attracted to him.
Oh, would somebody PLEASE try and ANALYZE me to find out why I find the weirdest thing/people attractive.
I've fallen into a bit of a routine here in Collegeville, with Monday afternoons being me and the Pharm-ah-cee community knocking out our Chem Lab pain, and Monday NIGHTS being Whose Line followed by Family Guy.
I'm off to do teh French homework for tomorrow. I also want to be out of bed for seven for my 8 o clock bio lab. Yes, yes I know it sucks. Bio Lab, French, Chem, Bio Lecture. Ya, uh huh. That's my day. No breaks in between just a constant truckage.Mhm.
It's ok.
I love Amy, even though she probably has mono from her boyfriend. I like my roomate.
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