Thursday, March 23, 2006

So in uuuuuuuh 5 hours I'm leaving Wartburg to go up to South Dakota to spend the weekend at the 2YG's house. Hang out with the parents and grandparents. Hang out with the friends. Hang out with the brother. Luckily, I've met her parents several times already, so that isn't too nerve-wracking. I AM nervous for her grandparents and two more of her close friends that I haven't met yet.

Anyway, I'll be there until Sunday evening. It's like a 5 or 6 hour drive, though...so that'll suck monkey butt. At least it's with the 2YG...and I like her...and that's a plus. And I'm skipping A LOT of class to go there. I skipped my morning class (ok, that was just laziness 'cause I didn't want to get up), then I have my 1 p.m. class and band. I'm skipping my once-a-week class tonight...and then my senior seminar class tomorrow as well. Yup.

Alrighty, I'm trying to order grad annoucements online right now. We got a sample in the mail and when I went to order it, they didn't have our college listed. So I called the 1-800 number and the dude tried to tell me that they didn't do Wartburg. But I said I got a sample with WARTBURG COLLEGE on the front, complete with our seal. Explain that. They couldn't. So they're updating the website and I'll be on there in a few minutes. Hopefully.

Peace.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Jeez...why does stuff in the past have to affect your future? Why does something that happened 2 years ago have to come back and kick me in the balls? And then it doesn't just go away....it stays, and continues to kick me in the balls until I nearly fall over.

Jeez...

Sunday, March 19, 2006

I haven't posted in a long time, once again...and for that I aplogize. This week was a bumpy week for the 2YG and I...and it affected every aspect of my life, including this site. But we're better now and here I am. Plus, my oldest brother is back from Iraq now and he was the biggest motivator to post everyday. To give him updates of my life. I also really haven't had much to write about...but I do now.

So as I mentioned, I got that job offer and on Monday I accepted it. There really isn't a story to tell about it--I called up my boss (who says I can call him by his first name, which is always a good sign) and said I'll take the job. He said ok. I said what now? He said we'll be in contact via email. And that was just about that.

The reason why I tell the story, though, is the affect it has had on my daily college life. Prior to this good news, I had mild senior apathy. Now, however, I have ZERO motivation to do homework. It's awful. I did pretty much nothing all week. And it's really bad because I have a presentation on my senior project on Monday. I think I mentioned this, but I'm writing about 20 pages (double spaced) of a young adult book. I need to read 8 pages of it on Monday. I have 6 very rough pages right now. I really should not have left it until tomorrow because, as any writer well attest, editing is a long, continuous process. I've actually edited what I have now several times and it still isn't right. The initial thoughts are like a deep part of you and sometimes don't really make much sense...editing is what shapes the story. Moral of the story is that I kind of screwed myself...but that's the apathy.

What was my motivation earlier? Keep my GPA high to attract a better job. Increase my GPA so I can graduate with the level of honors one above Cum Laude (I can never remember if it's Suma or Magna). But that seems so trivial now. What seems more important is spending time with the 2YG and with my roommates. Enjoying college. The 2YG is going to be gone all of May Term doing an internship in Mexico/Texas. Then she gets back for my graduation and the summer, then leaves at the end of August for Spain until June 2007. Hmmmm....yeah.

Anyway, that's what's up right now. Oh yeah, and you know how I posted earlier this term about the Party Lifestyle, and then I did the party lifestyle and puked all over my floor and swore I'd never do that again? Well, I must've forgotten because I drank last night for St. Patty's day. First of all, I was with the 2YG until 10:30 spending some much, much, much needed quality time and that was amazing. But then I felt like I was way behind and tried to catch up with the drinking. Bad idea. It's not that I think I drank too much, but I think it was too much in too little of time. So I puked again. Fabulous. I woke up this morning feeling a little blah, but not too bad. And I was hungry, so I had a half of a sandwich, a chicken pot pie, and a can of coke. And hour later I puked it all up (that was at 3:00 p.m.) Then I felt amazing and decided to take a nap. I woke up, ran to the bathroom and whatever was left came up (that was at 4:30 p.m.). And all I've had since then was some Hot Tamales and a can of pop. I'm kind of hungry, but I'm not too motivated to eat. Plus, I forgot to take some medication last night (slept in my clothes) and I didn't remember until 3 p.m., so that messed me up too. That's part of the reason why I'm not hungry.

Ok, I'm really thirsty for something sugary, so I'm going to go and get a bottle of pop. Peace out.