I'm really starting to come to the conclusion that Mondays are evil. My last two have been pretty awful. I didn't get into Bus Stop, and I did really bad on my math test. *checks grade online* Only the grade from the first quiz online. Ahhh...
I'm waiting for Jeff to call. He said somewhen around 9:30. After I talk to him, I'm going to clean the gerbil cage, exercise, and then have lunch and talk to Jeff again. It's nice when we're both home.
I also like checking www.nhc.noaa.gov. Right now, there are two potential tropical storms and one real one in the Atlantic. It has been resonably busy this year. So far we're to K, Tropical Storm Karen. She's way out there still though.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Coffee is my friend.
Keeping very busy. Besides desperately trying to get an A in every class, I've starting writing for the CSU newspaper, The Cauldron. I'm also doing props occasionally at Workshop Players in Amherst (www.workshopplayers.com my dad does the website—their design, not his. I can do better HTML that that.). I'm still waiting to hear back about Bus Stop in Hudson. I'm getting this bad sinky feeling. I don't think I got it, and this makes me borderline desperate. The last part I auditioned for and got was a year and a half ago. Maybe something wrong here?
Feeling caffeinated. You know how on some drinks it says "should not be ingested by people highly sensative to caffiene? I'm one of those people. But listen to my reason for committing this act! I'm drinking coffee so I can study so I can do good on my math test. Yes, do good. This is not englisssh class. Speaking of language (pun intended) Spanish class isn't the best. It's not very well taught, but when watching channel 61, I can catch the occasional phrase or word that I know. Like "once" (11) or "me gusta" (I like) or even "chico"!
Feeling caffeinated. You know how on some drinks it says "should not be ingested by people highly sensative to caffiene? I'm one of those people. But listen to my reason for committing this act! I'm drinking coffee so I can study so I can do good on my math test. Yes, do good. This is not englisssh class. Speaking of language (pun intended) Spanish class isn't the best. It's not very well taught, but when watching channel 61, I can catch the occasional phrase or word that I know. Like "once" (11) or "me gusta" (I like) or even "chico"!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Two Blogs in One
Myspace blog forgot to transfer forgive me pretend it's all new,
Blog for Tuesday, September 18th, 2007
Current mood: depressed
I feel like I need a haircut.
I ended up jumping on the treadmill: did a 5k in 34 minutes. Trimmed it to 33:40 today. Not by much, I know, but if I cut it that much every day, so I'll really be running.
Read "The Libation Bearers" for History of the Theatre. I liked it better than Agamemnon. In this one, people talk about killing other people, which is more interesting than going on about the color of the Aegean. I really didn't care for Agamemnon. Nothing happened! This one actually kept my interest.
I've been doing homework and other things that must be done since 8am. Still not done. After this, I'm going to fix my skirt and then go for a bike ride. Need that exercise!
Blog for Sunday, September 16th 2007
Current mood: full
Rode my bike this morning to the bank, then to Border's, tagging along with Dad. He's kinda outta shape, so I try to let him take the lead. He just got a new bike, so I'm gonna keep cracking the whip over him. We had coffee and split an oatmeal cookie at the cafe there. I still don't feel exercised, though... I'm gonna hop onto the treadmill later.
Mom got me the 300 2-disc special edition for my good grades last semester. I watched the special features: it's really interesting. According to the "here's what actually happened" video, Spartan women has a lot more independence that other Greek women. They were trained to fight and got plenty of exercise. That's awesome to me. WAR!! But I'm not a violent person, really. I've never gotten into a fight. Neither am I a pacifist. I love the idea of dying for a cause, fighting for a reason. To me, there's a quote from Agamemnon (read it for school today) that kinda says it all: "I'd rather die on my feet that live on my knees!"
Spanish is coming along. I'm trying to get ahead in it, because I don't want to take a whole year of Spanish in college and not be proficient enough to go the rest of the way through practice to become fluent. I refuse to go halfway.
Not a lot else going on. Audition tonight. God's will be done.
Blog for Tuesday, September 18th, 2007
Current mood: depressed
I feel like I need a haircut.
I ended up jumping on the treadmill: did a 5k in 34 minutes. Trimmed it to 33:40 today. Not by much, I know, but if I cut it that much every day, so I'll really be running.
Read "The Libation Bearers" for History of the Theatre. I liked it better than Agamemnon. In this one, people talk about killing other people, which is more interesting than going on about the color of the Aegean. I really didn't care for Agamemnon. Nothing happened! This one actually kept my interest.
I've been doing homework and other things that must be done since 8am. Still not done. After this, I'm going to fix my skirt and then go for a bike ride. Need that exercise!
Blog for Sunday, September 16th 2007
Current mood: full
Rode my bike this morning to the bank, then to Border's, tagging along with Dad. He's kinda outta shape, so I try to let him take the lead. He just got a new bike, so I'm gonna keep cracking the whip over him. We had coffee and split an oatmeal cookie at the cafe there. I still don't feel exercised, though... I'm gonna hop onto the treadmill later.
Mom got me the 300 2-disc special edition for my good grades last semester. I watched the special features: it's really interesting. According to the "here's what actually happened" video, Spartan women has a lot more independence that other Greek women. They were trained to fight and got plenty of exercise. That's awesome to me. WAR!! But I'm not a violent person, really. I've never gotten into a fight. Neither am I a pacifist. I love the idea of dying for a cause, fighting for a reason. To me, there's a quote from Agamemnon (read it for school today) that kinda says it all: "I'd rather die on my feet that live on my knees!"
Spanish is coming along. I'm trying to get ahead in it, because I don't want to take a whole year of Spanish in college and not be proficient enough to go the rest of the way through practice to become fluent. I refuse to go halfway.
Not a lot else going on. Audition tonight. God's will be done.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Update. Real one.
Blog Entry for Friday September 14th, 2007.
Haven't blogged in a while, obviously. Once so far this month. This makes this twice.
1)School
The fact that my statistics test was open book saved my life, I think. It took a while, but I think I did ok: probably a B, hopefully an A. The test was only 10 questions long, so one mistake and I fall a long ways. My tech theatre class is way too easy. I just REALLY don't find it interesting. Spanish is easier, but not enough homework. Yes, this is why people hate me. I say things that like and the professors sometimes listen. I am Hermione in many ways. But anyway, the Spanish test had too many culture questions, not enough grammar and vocab. There was a lot of stuff I think should have been tested that wasn't. Me of the opinions. History of the Theatre is an interesting class, though. It gets me through to lunch. I had a paper due for that class today, too, as well as the two tests. The paper was on Aristotle's Poetics. Aristotle seems to think that people get enjoyment from imitation, but I think...
“This thought makes me consider why people enjoy viewing imitation. One theory I have is that people feel the need to classify people and objects as a group. Such classification is the basic of language and self-awareness (“I am this/I am not that”). In viewing an imitation with a group, the individuals of the group synchronize their internal definitions.”
What do you think?
2)Theatre
I've volunteered for props for a few days at Workshop in Amherst. I had to revise my schedule because of my business, but I haven't heard from the props mistress, who was supposed to get into e-mail touch with me. ACK! I have an audition Sunday, too, for Bus Stop in Hudson. Hopeful but not confidant. If I get it, awesome! If I don't, I can relax! Either way works. God will pick the best way. I have faith.
3)Cauldron
I've also signed up to do the occasional article for the Cauldron, the school newspaper. Again, had to put off because it's crunch time. My first article should appear in the first edition in October. Huzzah!
4)Me
Me is not doing as well as me would like. Jeff's been awesome, but I wish I could see him more. He's got school Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and he works all day Saturday and Sunday. We talk on the phone all the time, but still... I miss him. Plus, school's pretty lonely. I get on the bus, go to class, occasionally speak up or chat for a moment with a random classmate, but... I guess you might say I have no social life. I eat lunch by myself, exercise by myself, take the bus home by myself, study by myself. There's a theater clique at CSU, and I'd get accepted if I worked on all the sets, hung out in the green room every spare moment, and went to STAGE meetings. But I take the bus, and the last bus is at 6pm, and I'm not willing to pay 150 some bucks for a parking pass. Plus, I don't think I'd really fit in with the group. They're real “artsy”, like challenging conventions, and think the more violent and sexual they make it, the better it is. I don't have that opinion at all. So there I am, munching on my cheese sandwich, sitting in a corner of CSU, waving to my thousand and one acquaintances, texting my mom. I love my mom, and she's awesome, but... u know, she's got a couple decades on me. It just seems impossible for me to hold on to any friends... it can get hard sometimes. “You'll make friends when you get to college!” People told me that all the time. Well, here I am, in my sophomore year... yeah, look at all of them.
Haven't blogged in a while, obviously. Once so far this month. This makes this twice.
1)School
The fact that my statistics test was open book saved my life, I think. It took a while, but I think I did ok: probably a B, hopefully an A. The test was only 10 questions long, so one mistake and I fall a long ways. My tech theatre class is way too easy. I just REALLY don't find it interesting. Spanish is easier, but not enough homework. Yes, this is why people hate me. I say things that like and the professors sometimes listen. I am Hermione in many ways. But anyway, the Spanish test had too many culture questions, not enough grammar and vocab. There was a lot of stuff I think should have been tested that wasn't. Me of the opinions. History of the Theatre is an interesting class, though. It gets me through to lunch. I had a paper due for that class today, too, as well as the two tests. The paper was on Aristotle's Poetics. Aristotle seems to think that people get enjoyment from imitation, but I think...
“This thought makes me consider why people enjoy viewing imitation. One theory I have is that people feel the need to classify people and objects as a group. Such classification is the basic of language and self-awareness (“I am this/I am not that”). In viewing an imitation with a group, the individuals of the group synchronize their internal definitions.”
What do you think?
2)Theatre
I've volunteered for props for a few days at Workshop in Amherst. I had to revise my schedule because of my business, but I haven't heard from the props mistress, who was supposed to get into e-mail touch with me. ACK! I have an audition Sunday, too, for Bus Stop in Hudson. Hopeful but not confidant. If I get it, awesome! If I don't, I can relax! Either way works. God will pick the best way. I have faith.
3)Cauldron
I've also signed up to do the occasional article for the Cauldron, the school newspaper. Again, had to put off because it's crunch time. My first article should appear in the first edition in October. Huzzah!
4)Me
Me is not doing as well as me would like. Jeff's been awesome, but I wish I could see him more. He's got school Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and he works all day Saturday and Sunday. We talk on the phone all the time, but still... I miss him. Plus, school's pretty lonely. I get on the bus, go to class, occasionally speak up or chat for a moment with a random classmate, but... I guess you might say I have no social life. I eat lunch by myself, exercise by myself, take the bus home by myself, study by myself. There's a theater clique at CSU, and I'd get accepted if I worked on all the sets, hung out in the green room every spare moment, and went to STAGE meetings. But I take the bus, and the last bus is at 6pm, and I'm not willing to pay 150 some bucks for a parking pass. Plus, I don't think I'd really fit in with the group. They're real “artsy”, like challenging conventions, and think the more violent and sexual they make it, the better it is. I don't have that opinion at all. So there I am, munching on my cheese sandwich, sitting in a corner of CSU, waving to my thousand and one acquaintances, texting my mom. I love my mom, and she's awesome, but... u know, she's got a couple decades on me. It just seems impossible for me to hold on to any friends... it can get hard sometimes. “You'll make friends when you get to college!” People told me that all the time. Well, here I am, in my sophomore year... yeah, look at all of them.
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Catch-up!
So much has happened since I last blogged!
1) Hike
The hike was wonderful. We (me and dad) drove out to the middle of PA... which is also the middle of nowhere. We just kept driving and driving, thinking, where IS this place? We were going to the Minister Creek trail. We eventually found it: a 3 1/2 hour drive from home. We were pretty eager to get on the trail, so we hopped out of the car and hit the trail with relish. The path was wide, people with their kids passed us, and we felt foolish with our backpacks. Little did we know. The path kept getting narrower and narrower, until we were climbing over rocks. Exhausted, we finally took a break at the overlook. We guessed we were at least a third done. Not. We had gone .8 miles on a 6.4 mile trail. We made up a song: "This is the trail that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends..." it also rained, so most of the time we were huddled in our ponchos. I've got some pictures I'll try to upload soon. By the time we got back to the car, hours and hours later, we were wet, cold, and somewhat dirty. Our next stop was Grove City, at their outlet mall. It's supposed to be really big, but Lodi seemed about the same size. We bought fresh clothes, changed into them, and went to the Elephant and Castle for dinner, then to Eat N Park for dessert. I hurt so much when I got home, it felt like my muscles had atrophied during the long ride. I was amazed, therefore, when it didn't hurt at all the next day, miracle of miracles. Me and dad have decided we're going to hike more often... but hopefully with no rain.
2) Exercise
I've managed to exercise every day but one since my last post. Right now I'm going 2.3 miles in 30 min on the treadmill. There's also some exercise classes at CSU I'm going to attend on Mondays and Wednesdays.
3) Work
Which I have to go to shortly. I got called in on Thursday, Nichole was sick. Made $37 bucks, was very very bored.
4) School
More on that tomorrow.
1) Hike
The hike was wonderful. We (me and dad) drove out to the middle of PA... which is also the middle of nowhere. We just kept driving and driving, thinking, where IS this place? We were going to the Minister Creek trail. We eventually found it: a 3 1/2 hour drive from home. We were pretty eager to get on the trail, so we hopped out of the car and hit the trail with relish. The path was wide, people with their kids passed us, and we felt foolish with our backpacks. Little did we know. The path kept getting narrower and narrower, until we were climbing over rocks. Exhausted, we finally took a break at the overlook. We guessed we were at least a third done. Not. We had gone .8 miles on a 6.4 mile trail. We made up a song: "This is the trail that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends..." it also rained, so most of the time we were huddled in our ponchos. I've got some pictures I'll try to upload soon. By the time we got back to the car, hours and hours later, we were wet, cold, and somewhat dirty. Our next stop was Grove City, at their outlet mall. It's supposed to be really big, but Lodi seemed about the same size. We bought fresh clothes, changed into them, and went to the Elephant and Castle for dinner, then to Eat N Park for dessert. I hurt so much when I got home, it felt like my muscles had atrophied during the long ride. I was amazed, therefore, when it didn't hurt at all the next day, miracle of miracles. Me and dad have decided we're going to hike more often... but hopefully with no rain.
2) Exercise
I've managed to exercise every day but one since my last post. Right now I'm going 2.3 miles in 30 min on the treadmill. There's also some exercise classes at CSU I'm going to attend on Mondays and Wednesdays.
3) Work
Which I have to go to shortly. I got called in on Thursday, Nichole was sick. Made $37 bucks, was very very bored.
4) School
More on that tomorrow.
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