I've had a decent time today, not doing all the things I should have been doing. Within the next week plus 2 days, I must:

put in some hardcore study time for Accounting, Poli Sci, and Psych

read a book about Vietnam

Do my English take-home - gonna take awhile

Bring the car home, get it fixed, bring it back again

Use up 53 meals

not suck on finals.



For at least 3 of those, I was going to start today after accounting, in the time that I usually go to work, because today is payday so I'm going in later, yadayada.....instead I changed my skirt. Later on is going to be all about hanging out with Shawn. So, I guess it's a good day. Man, I wish I wasn't such a procrastinator. And I'm kinda hungry.

So, I guess it's time to go to the Student Union, get some paychecks, and bring them back to Towers so everyone can get paid for work they didn't do. I forget the figures, but it had to be almost 3K this pay period. Three grand for what? People to hang around and watch TV, and for some seniors to pick up a free check.

I'm going to go enjoy the weather on my little walk, instead of reading about it on weather.com like I have been for the past few hours.

Why aren't I in bed yet?

One more week of classes, then finals week, then we're done....until June, but then I'll be done July 9th.....then I'll stop being done again at the end of August.


Stop being done again................?

My friend Kevin, who works at the UConn escort service (the kind that gives drunk people rides home, not the other kind of escort):

This was a phone conversation between me and some drunk girl while I was at work on Thursday night:

Drunk girl: Can you pick us up at Carriage House?
Me: No, I am sorry the escort service can't pick up from there because the police have shut down the road.
Drunk Girl: But if you can't pick us up, my friend and I are going to have no alternative but to walk back to campus and we might get raped and it would be your fault.
Me: I am sorry but there is nothing that I can do. If you would like, I could call you a cab.
Drunk Girl: Are you going to pay for it?
Me: No.
Drunk Girl: Then why would suggest that to me?
Me: You said that you wanted an alternative to getting raped.

My car better not be flipped and/or on fire.




But it's probably not.

Oh yeah, I found the remote yesterday. I rock.

Arg. Man. I've done so little actual work this week, how am I tired? I just made a to-do list for tomorrow, and 10 things on it have to do with UCTV. No, 11. No, 12. 12 things. Eric and Dave, we're getting audited tomorrow. That's one thing. Hope you had fun in Vegas. Assholes.

I got a B- on a poli sci exam. That made me sad. Don't tell me that a B- is good, I should be happy, I make you mad because I complain about a B-, but it's a friggin B-! It sucks!

UConn people, please answer - do you think it's safe to leave my car in A-lot (horsebarn hill area, behind east) on Thursday night? It's there now, and it would be easier for me than leaving it in W. If you can suggest another place, I'm all ears - I have a commuter sticker, and I'd like it to be within a half mile of Buckley.

Starting tomorrow, I'm going to not eat crappy food, get more sleep, and exercise more.





Right.

It's been an interesting weekend. I ended up going home on Saturday to get the noise from my car checked out.....there's a spring that goes around each of the struts, and the back passenger spring is snapped. My dad's getting the part this week, we're replacing it this weekend, and in the meantime I still get to have a car, just gotta be conscious of that spring. Ok, here's a pun. Are you ready? Ready?? Ok, this weekend at UConn is spring weekend, and my dad knows that, and we're replacing the spring this weekend, so he goes, "it's "Spring" Weekend!"

Get it??


I'm sorry.

English class pissed me off yesterday. Every once in awhile my professor will knock off some little remark that reveals his political/social opinions, but that I can deal with. It doesn't interfere with short story interpretation (well, sometimes it does), but he's a good guy, very smart, and like any English teacher has a lot of insights and knowledge about literature. I can respect that, the guy's got serious experience. But please, please, PLEASE don't start preaching your opinions as if they were the absolute last word in class. That's just not the place. Yesterday, we were discussing Shirley Jackson's "The Lottery." I actually had suggested it. I like the story because of the eerie quality to it, not because of the supposed social commentary - i.e., people blindly following destructive traditions for the sake of following traditions. The discussion centered on how ignorant, stupid, and brutal the villagers were (if you haven't read it, go read it), and at one point the professor said, and I don't remember the exact words, that people today are capable of "so much more" brutality than "we" were back in the day.


I'm sorry, human sacrifice anyone? Commonplace rape? Pillaging? Looting? Personally, I think Professor is very, very wrong, or at least sort of wrong. Maybe human nature never changes, "we're" always destructive, "we" just find different ways to do it (I'm thinking Holocaust). But hey, he could make his case. Fine, I shrugged it off. No need to make a big deal out of anything, or even to acknowledge my opinions on his statement in any capacity other than writing them in my blog. But then....

Professor: "Can we think of any other obsolete traditions that are blindly followed?"

Student (in a very important, matter-of-fact manner): "The electoral college."

Professor: "Yes." - elaborates on why the electoral college is an outmoded system, blahblahblah, not representative, blahblahblah, America sucks. (paraphrase).


Does this not piss anyone else off? Not just that I don't agree with it, that's not the important issue as I see it. The guy continually preaches his little platitudes as if they were fact, in an ENGLISH class. This is Short Stories!! Arrrrrrgh. Maybe interpretation = opinion, but that still means opinion! Not fact!! I asked myself yesterday whether I would still mind his little speeches if they aligned with everything I believed in, and here's what I came up with - it would make me uncomfortable. I'd be happy to know that there's another person out there who thinks the same way I do, but I'd be really uneasy about that person being my English professor, and finding this out about him through a class on unrelated subject matter. My poli sci professor last semester was like that, and every once in awhile I found myself proverbially shrinking in my chair thinking, "Yes that's true, but don't say it!!!"

There's a time and a place. Not in class.


What do you guys think about college professors who use their classes to preach their opinions as fact? I know you've had some.

Lots and lots of Microsoft Excel.

Last night I spent 3,4ish hours on this Excel workbook for accounting, and today I just finished like 16 lines of adjusting entries for UCTV because the business office decided it would "be easier" and "make more sense, you know?" to categorize all transfers between our two accounts as "miscelleneous". Good for them, they got to change the spreadsheet line for line. I got to make adjusting entries. Lots of them. Lots of Excel.

I have the car now, which is nice. I look forward to 4pm so I can go to W-lot, where Shawn will have parked it the night before, and drive around....even if it's only a mile or two. I made up for the not walking by going up the stairs instead of using the elevator when I got back to Buckley. And then having some pie.

Easter weekend was good. Came back with lots of candy, some new shirts, and a car. Can't beat that, even if it does make disturbing noises and the "service engine soon" light is permanantly on. I have a poli sci exam tomorrow that needs to be studied for....that's what I was going to do after work today, before the Adjusting Entries of Doom. Yawn.

I didn't have any coffee today!! Aren't you proud of me? I did miss my 8am class, but.............no, I got nothing. Just that I didn't have any coffee.

I was totally going to write this really deep entry about what I was thinking about on the walk back from Towers today which was collectivism and Christianity vs. individualism, leading into how I felt about the UConn's women basketball team and how their names aren't on their jerseys as part of an effort to make them feel like a team yet Geno specifically called out Diana while accepting the trophy last night and said that she made everyone else better and how that cheapens their individual performances, but instead I'm going to fill out this survey that Sam has in his blog because I'm still tired and I had an exam today and I don't want to think in anything more than run-on or question-and-answer format. Yes.

LAST PERSON WHO
x. Slept in your bed: Santa. At least, that's what who he told me he was...
x. Saw you cry: ummm....I got a little teary during "Ave Maria" Saturday night, but I don't think anybody saw.
x. Made you cry: Nobody makes me cry. I decide. I mean, my mom.
x. Spent the night with: Shawn, and that's going to be the answer to a lot of questions.
x. You shared a drink with: Sam and Tim and Lucas.....yes.
x. You went to the movies with: umm.....probably Shawn.
x. You went to the mall with: by myself, and before that with my mom.
x. Yelled at you: Alejandro in real life, my brother online.
x. Sent you an email: some mass e-mail from either UConn or UCTV.
x. You kissed: Aside from all my girlfriends, Shawn.

HAVE YOU EVER...
x. Said "I Love You" and meant it? As much as I could at, what, 16?
x. Gotten in a fight with your pet: Yes, many times. Damn cat knows that when she lies down, no one can pick her up without getting scratched.
x. Been to New York: true
x. Florida: true
x. California: false
x. Hawaii: true - awesome
x. Mexico: false
x. China: false
x. Canada: false
x. Danced naked: Sometimes I am naked, and sometimes I dance. Now is not one of those times.
x. Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day: No, the Backstreet Boys never got into a fight over me :(
x. Wish you were the opposite sex: yes, many times
x. Had an imaginary friend: they keep telling me they're real, and I believe them.
x. Things you like in a girl/guy: Money, a car, he has to be in a frat, and, this is a must, he MUST love rap.
x. Do you have a crush on someone: yes, on 2, but they're roommates and I don't want to start a fight, so I won't say their names.....they both start with J and they live in Buckley 510 south.
x. What book are you reading now: "The Fountainhead" by Ayn Rand.
x. Worst feeling in the world: How would I know, superficial angsty teen survey? Go ask a POW or something.
x. What is the first thing you think when you wake up: What day is it?




x. Future daughter's name: No
x. Future son's name: No
x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: Always, except for sometimes.
x. What's under your bed: um, a lot of shit I don't want to describe
x. Favorite sport to watch: MXC
x. Current Age: 19
x. Siblings: when I want to
x. Location: UConn
x. College plans: I want to go to a small, $40,000 private school out of state, and take the exact same gen eds I could take here for 4 times the price, stay there for two years, then transfer to UConn and become a women's studies major and walk around with a stick up my ass for 3 more years til I graduate, then go to grad school, then move back in with my parents for awhile, and above all else, never get a job.
x. Piercings/tattoos: absolutely none at all. Really.
x. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: one.


EXTRA STUFF
x. Do you do drugs: CAFFEINE CAFFEINE. (sam's answer, mine too.)
x. Do you drink: occasionally
x. Who is your best friend: a person
x. What are you most scared of: daddy-long-legs, and not having control over what happens to me.
x. What clothes do you sleep in: depends on temp
x. Where do you want to get married: no marriage - see above about living with parents.
x. Who do you really hate: Michael Moore.
x. Been in Love: thought I was for awhile
x. What type automobile do you drive: none right now, minivan at home, soon my baby - 97 ford escort wagon, as soon as I get the smell out of it
x. Do you have a job: this is how much of a dork I am - I have a job now, one lined up for the summer, one for next semester, and plans for internships as well as more summer and work at school for the next 2 years.
x. Do you like being around people: yes, except when I don't. (sam again, and mine)
x. Are you for world peace: never ever gonna happen no matter what your whiny angsty naive opinion is
x. Are you a health freak: shut up


STUFF
x. Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with: "love" as in love at age 13, yes - other than that just random crushes
x. Have you ever cried over something someone of the opposite sex did: Yes (not recently).
x. Do you have a "type" of person you always go after: yes, and the guys I've seriously dated look nothing like them.
x. Want someone you don't have right now: false
x. Are you lonely right now: no, just kinda spaced
x. Ever afraid you'll never get married: that's not the kinda thing that really scares me right now
x. Do you want to get married: not at the moment
x. Do you want kids: fuck no! Maybe I'll change my mind in like 10 years, but now? Fuck no!

FAVOURITE
x. Room in house: living room
x. Type(s) of music: Tuvan throat-singing
x. Band(s): rubber (Get it??)
x. Color: don't have one, but I like brick red
x. Perfume or cologne: dunno
x. Month: October
x. Stone: Rolling. (Get it??)


IN THE LAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU...
x. Cried: false
x. Bought something: umm....yes.
x. Gotten sick: not physically
x. Sang: probably
x. Said "I love you": false
x. Wanted to tell someone you loved them: my professors. All of them. Every day.
x. Met someone new: kinda
x. Moved on: ....from Towers to Buckley? yes.
x. Talked to someone: true.
x. Missed someone: kinda, but only because he has my car
x. Hugged someone: true
x. Kissed someone: true
x. Fought with your parents: false, they're pretty cool.

Right, right.....there was this concert I went to on Saturday night, and......umm.......I don't remember anything about it. Maybe it was good, who knows?

Paul on blogs:

hey im code red: its good because it actually gives me something to do other than nothing

I ended up sucking pretty badly on those two exams Thursday...April Fool's on me.....yeah. It's gonna be ok though, it looks like I have enough extra credit (and a high enough average going in) to still pull A-'s if I absolutely rape the finals.

Still waiting on that car from home....I'm hoping sometime this weekend, but me hoping doesn't really mean a hell of a lot. I tend to hope for things that don't end up actually happening.

Slept for a nice long time last night....or rather this morning and afternoon. But, I had this weird dream. First off, I woke up around 9/9:30 cuz of Steph's alarm (she was out) - got up, turned it off, went back to bed, woke up again to the phone, which was Steph's dad. Anyway, between those two wakings I had a dream about high school tennis. It was my senior year (it's always my senior year in dreams) and we had a tennis match against Shepaug. The courts we were at weren't ours or Shepaug's in real life, but the feeling was that it was a home match, if that makes any sense. I played third singles in high school, and that's what I was playing in the dream. Only thing was, I was playing as if it was me now, not me in high school. In other words, hadn't really practiced in a couple years. I could NOT hit the damn ball - my wrist kept turning at every forehand. I actually got off a nice one-handed backhand, but in reality I have a two-handed backhand. One thing you need to know is that Shepaug was by far the best team in the league, and we were one of if not the worst. So, none of us liked Shepaug matches much, and relied on sense of humor to get through them. So here I am practicing (I don't think we ever got to the actual match, just practice) with this Shepaug third singles girl who knew her shit, and here's me playing like a freshman at my first practice. Before cuts. At one point I chased a ball right to where one of my team members was standing (because the whole team was lining the fence on the INSIDE) and I bent to pick it up, straightening to see that she was this girl I'll call X who, for whatever reason, never liked me. She's always given me that uneasy, stay-far-away-from-this-person feeling.

Also, all the Shepaug girls were wearing white socks with a blue stripe.

Oh man...my friends are dorks. So much anime....

Um, I did a lot of stuff today....I feel kinda empty....like last week when I wrote some bullshit about having a backache and how that meant I had productive day.....I think it really means that, like, a back massage would be key.

There are two bananas on my desk that really want to be thrown away. Or, thrown out the window....

Did you know that bananas still go bad and turn black, even when you keep them in the freezer? And that when you throw a black, rotten banana out the window, it still shatters and splatters really well? It does.

For the record, I'm in my bathrobe with a towel wrapped around my head.

Reason I'm not wearing real clothes yet is I was checking out Paul's blog (Paul the Marine who I've known since kindergarten and is currently in K-bay, Hawaii ), and he's got links to the blogs of kids I haven't seen or talked to in years.....weird. Blogs are cool.

Getting dressed now, so I can go meet Shawn downstairs, then study all day for accounting at 5:30....already had a psych exam at 8 this morning, and today is payday. Already been to the business office once today.

Hooray for paperwork!