Monday, February 22, 2010
ski week
the pillow fight on valentine's day was pretty epic. we only lasted 23 minutes, but it felt like it was forever.
the following monday was the start of ski week (which consisted of staying out all night and spending mornings alone at home watching recorded episodes of criminal minds). giving us a week off was such a bad idea. now senioritis is really killing me. i'm probably going to end up beating the record of my past absences. that would be ridiculous, trust me, it really would be. after this week and the dropping of my second block, i'm hoping my attendance rate will get better. we'll see, hah.
come on, college, come NOW. or at least the end of high school since i have no idea what i'm doing come august/september 2010 (only six months away!!!!)
on valentine's day i sent my common app off to: mills college, whittier, columbia college chicago, suny purchase, and suny buffalo. i don't really care where i end up going to, i'm still stuck in my college choices. decisions decisions decisions
i just want to go to school and learn. as long as i'm not at a csu i will probably hate (not dissing any of them, i'm just not in love with any), i will be happy.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Goals for the rest of the week:
- make candy sushi (recipe here
- finish children's story for creative writing
- finish fafsa
- send off common application
- finalize ski week plans
- sleep
There are so many people with snow days for the rest of the week. Screw the Bay Area, I wish we had snow days.
Monday, February 8, 2010
©
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now
i float between happy, content, and fucking miserable. content is a regular feeling and i can appreciate it. some people have extreme highs and low. i mean, i do too, but i'm good at finding a nice medium. i really feel bad for the people who can't manage to have that.
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i'm still a baby.
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where in the world are you now?
and i looked for you there in music and song
'cause i thought i could find you there
they were only notes pulled from the air
not the kind i could read or breathe if i dare
"where in the world are you now" by great lake swimmers
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Sunday, February 7, 2010
Everything is so goddamn boring these days. All I do is sleep until thirty minutes after my alarm goes off, rush through a shower and put on whatever is clean, bus to bart, bus to school, and walk. Once I'm on campus, I sleep through one class, don't get lunch and hang out with whoever is closest, and sleep through another class. What happens after that remains up in the air. Sometimes it's exciting, sometimes it's exhausting, but mostly it's repetitive.
I don't want to leave my room to do anything but go downstairs to watch Criminal Minds. I swear all I do now is come home around five (or seven on some days), get some cake or a bagel, and sit down on the couch to watch my recorded episodes of Criminal Minds. I don't know, life is much better this way.
To continue procrastinating, I started reading my old livejournal entries from the past few months. Good lord, so much has happened only within a month and a half. New friends and the whole grades and grades thing definitely passed me by. Everything is going by really fast again and I can't decide if I like it or not.
At least that means school is almost ever. I am more than ready for summer. It's just the whole, "I'm growing up and graduating" thing I have to get over. That and the fact that I am scared shitless.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
it's going
That is pretty much how I am in the only two classes I have. Leave it to me to feel really tired even though I have a class that usually starts at 10:05 and another that ends at 2:10. I'm out of school by 3:00, the latest. It still kills my soul. Hello, senioritis.
I don't know, life? In no particular order:
I'm attractive.
How I feel these days:
“I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody” - Franny from Franny and Zooey by J.D Salinger (R.I.P)
“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work” - Thomas Edison
"Stop, listen, feel. Believe, believe" - There Is A Light by Great Lake Swimmers
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