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Thursday, October 13, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
It's inevitable...boogie-woogie-woogie!
Every new school year, I start off with a good schedule. I only press the snooze button once, I lay my clothes out the night before, and I’m always early to class.
Then, about two months into classes, my routine/schedule is thrown out the proverbial window.
When classes first started this Fall, I actually got up when my alarm clock went off, I hopped into the shower, then I got ready and dressed in the clothes I had already picked out, and was off to school a good 45 minutes before class.
Now, I’ve figured out that on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I can sleep until 7, and 7:30 on Tuesday and Thursday. Knowing that I can sleep until an hour before I have to leave messes me up.
No longer am I able to take my time getting ready, and leave with enough time not to have to do 75 down 601.
I’ve gotten really bad about doing homework, too.
During summer classes, I never had that much homework, so I never really got used to doing it. I would just kind of do it in the mornings before class or during break or something like that. Now, I’m lucky if I’ve even speed-read the right chapter and bs-ed questions for it.
The true slacker within is emerging.
On a lighter note, I’m going to Boone this weekend on my Fall Break!!! YAY!
I’m also getting and i-pod, which excites me, mucho.
So, for all of my devoted readers who have missed my wonderful (ranting) words of “wisdom,” a post, for you.
Then, about two months into classes, my routine/schedule is thrown out the proverbial window.
When classes first started this Fall, I actually got up when my alarm clock went off, I hopped into the shower, then I got ready and dressed in the clothes I had already picked out, and was off to school a good 45 minutes before class.
Now, I’ve figured out that on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I can sleep until 7, and 7:30 on Tuesday and Thursday. Knowing that I can sleep until an hour before I have to leave messes me up.
No longer am I able to take my time getting ready, and leave with enough time not to have to do 75 down 601.
I’ve gotten really bad about doing homework, too.
During summer classes, I never had that much homework, so I never really got used to doing it. I would just kind of do it in the mornings before class or during break or something like that. Now, I’m lucky if I’ve even speed-read the right chapter and bs-ed questions for it.
The true slacker within is emerging.
On a lighter note, I’m going to Boone this weekend on my Fall Break!!! YAY!
I’m also getting and i-pod, which excites me, mucho.
So, for all of my devoted readers who have missed my wonderful (ranting) words of “wisdom,” a post, for you.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmn Gina!"
Let it be known, that I love Chance!! He keeps me awake in Public Speaking.
eh.
Yeah Yeah...
I know I need to post. But I really haven't had anything good to post about.
I would post my paper from English, like I did from summer classes. But it was bad. Really bad.
Okay, this was a post.
hope you enjoyed it.
I know I need to post. But I really haven't had anything good to post about.
I would post my paper from English, like I did from summer classes. But it was bad. Really bad.
Okay, this was a post.
hope you enjoyed it.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Another day, another dollar.
Another season is coming in. It’s the perfect time of the year when mornings are a perfect mixture of temperature, and the afternoons are wonderfully warm and gorgeous. The change into Spring and Fall always seem the same. My allergies go crazy, colors change and something is getting ready to end, and something all new will take its place.
Just think of how quickly the year has gone. For me, graduation feels like it was last week; my memories of summer feel like they were just made (excuse the pun) yesterday.
Before I know it, I’ll be sitting in new classrooms, meeting more new people, and being scared of all new professors.
As much as I want the next year of my life to be over, I know that I will look back on this year and miss the fun times and wish that I could be like this again. The cycle never stops, and people will always wish that they could return to their favorite times. But we all know we can’t. Even though I want to leave here as soon as possible, I’ll look back one day and wonder “where did it all go?” One day, my first days of college will seem like a lifetime ago, but right now, it seems like the next four years will never end. Four years seems like so long, until you look back on high school and you can’t believe that it went by that quickly.
So, is it enough that I know this but can’t do anything about it?
Just think of how quickly the year has gone. For me, graduation feels like it was last week; my memories of summer feel like they were just made (excuse the pun) yesterday.
Before I know it, I’ll be sitting in new classrooms, meeting more new people, and being scared of all new professors.
As much as I want the next year of my life to be over, I know that I will look back on this year and miss the fun times and wish that I could be like this again. The cycle never stops, and people will always wish that they could return to their favorite times. But we all know we can’t. Even though I want to leave here as soon as possible, I’ll look back one day and wonder “where did it all go?” One day, my first days of college will seem like a lifetime ago, but right now, it seems like the next four years will never end. Four years seems like so long, until you look back on high school and you can’t believe that it went by that quickly.
So, is it enough that I know this but can’t do anything about it?
Sunday, September 11, 2005
As if
Have you ever seen a movie and then three or four years later you watch it again and you get jokes that you didn’t get before?
Maybe you weren’t “mature” enough when you first saw the movie, maybe you didn’t know enough about history or the world, or cultures, or life to “get” the dialogue.
My movie like this used to be Clueless. I saw Clueless when it came out on HBO. I can’t even tell you when that was, but I would say it was around my pre-teen years. Now, when I watched Clueless and I was 12, of course I didn’t get some of the jokes. I wasn’t supposed to. As I got older, and it would come on other TV channels, I would pause and watch it. And over a period of about five years, I got all of the jokes. Yeah, no wonder I didn’t get some of that stuff when I was 11 or 12.
Now, I watch movies like Dogma and every time I watch it, I catch something that I hadn’t before. And I like that I can watch a movie 12 times, and still hone-in on something new that I hadn’t noticed or hadn’t understood before.
Interesting, I think.
Maybe you weren’t “mature” enough when you first saw the movie, maybe you didn’t know enough about history or the world, or cultures, or life to “get” the dialogue.
My movie like this used to be Clueless. I saw Clueless when it came out on HBO. I can’t even tell you when that was, but I would say it was around my pre-teen years. Now, when I watched Clueless and I was 12, of course I didn’t get some of the jokes. I wasn’t supposed to. As I got older, and it would come on other TV channels, I would pause and watch it. And over a period of about five years, I got all of the jokes. Yeah, no wonder I didn’t get some of that stuff when I was 11 or 12.
Now, I watch movies like Dogma and every time I watch it, I catch something that I hadn’t before. And I like that I can watch a movie 12 times, and still hone-in on something new that I hadn’t noticed or hadn’t understood before.
Interesting, I think.
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