Well, I'll be damned.

Eh, what do I know, anyway?

An update from your friendly neighborhood hermit.

I figured while I was already logged in (I commented on a friend's blog), I may as well update.

I just ate an entire pint of Ben N' Jerry's Cherry Garcia.

My heart is going to explode.

Apparently, I'm unpredictable enough that my little brother thought I was in Trinidad. *blinks*

I think I have the entirety of my Dublin pictures up and described, but I will have to get my London and Washington, DC pictures up before I post the link. I've already lost interest in the project, so I have no idea when that'll be.

I hear about that job tomorrow. I'm hella nervous, but I'm fairly sure I didn't get it. I don't know. I just know these things and I know I didn't get the job. Bah.

Someone downloaded MSN messenger to this comp in Spanish. I thought I had had a small stroke. Or been teleported to Mexico. "Bienvenidos a MEXICO!!!" "...WTF?"

Today was AWESOME! But all I got to do was HOMEWORK! YAY!

I'm going back ot my room. Toodles.

LOOKIT!

I WANT ONE!

Here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded.

Dammit! My head's like a musical revolving door today.

"Scheduled outage at 4:00PM PST."

...Okay, then...

I'm actually tired of it being cold. All I wanted to wear today was a t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and my old, beat up flip-flops of unknown origins. I suppose spring is coming too soon anyway. I remember just wanting it to be cold enough to sport a jacket. I guess my whole life is built upon impatience and things I just simply cannot have.

I have an interview for an on-campus job tomorrow. It's the one I really really really want. It's in the Case Annex, so I'm already there 5 days a week anyway for my honors courses. And they want to fill the position for full-time over the summer, too. "The hell, you say! I HAVE to move into an apartment this summer! How convenient is that?!"

I don't think I like my MWF classes much. Sure, I start at 12:20pm, but I don't get finished until 3:20pm. That means everyone's gone or in the process of leaving by then. ...Dude that just drove by had a British license plate on his car... Damn ADHD. Anyway, I feel like I get nothing accomplished on those days. By the time class is over, it's time to do homework and go to bed. (Yes, it takes me that long to do my homework. Damn busywork. Damn papers. Damn everything!)

I'll be finished completely with my study abroad class by Feb. 15th though! I guess I SHOULD get to crackin' on that!

:'(

I'm bored. I'm leaving. Bah!

It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

Okay, so there was this ice sculpture... over by the chapel... two swans on a base that said EKU... taller than me... and it was around 50 degrees outside... and I saw absolutely, positively no reason for it to be there WHATsoever as, when I came back a few hours later, it was still there... well, at least about 1/2 of it was still there...

Yeah, I don't get it, either.

Does anyone else hate the new AIM with the fire of a thousand suns?

Have I said this already?

Sometimes, life seems to be on repeat. And then I get freaked out when it finally skips itself out of the rut. That's where I am now. Nothing's changed, yet everything's different. Take my word for it. It's an extremely surreal and scary situation. People. Places. Things. You know. Nouns in general.

Cut my hair off again. Yup.

They finally set up the laptops in the library to access our W:/ drives! Okay, no one cares but me! (I'mma gonna work on some photos from my trip today! Fuck homework! WOOT!)

I'll post the url soon! HOORAY!

It's hard to remember it's hard to remember we're alive for the first time. It's hard to remember its hard to remember we're alive for the last time.

Things learned after 3 days of classes:
1. Once a library rat, always a library rat.
2. Why look for people? Stand in the middle of campus and THEY'LL find YOU.
3. Old habits die hard.
4. You can't shoot butterflies with time capsules.
5. Nothing will ever be the same.

Yup, number one is being fulfilled RIGHT NOW. I'm taking a little blog break to make a quick post, then on to the shit-load of homework I have waiting in my little red bag.

Shit, I have to do laundry.

Shit, I have to write stuff.

Shit, I have to find a job.

SHIT!

...Here we go!

ramblings

Okay, so I just logged into yahoo for the first time in EONS and I get this offline message from my lil sister,

"(1/13/2006 7:50:41 PM): HEY! Youre supposed to be my family!!! how bout some love in the hiz house?!?!"

...My God, that girl needs to live in my closet and keep my amused...

First class on MWF, 12:20pm. Not too shabby.

I'd forgotten how stupid people actually are until I ate lunch by myself and could do nothing but listen to them.

The fuzzy boots aren't amusing anymore. They're just downright annoying.

Maybe they've always just been annoying? Yeah... Probably.

Going to class feels odd. Some would jest it was because it was a practice that I am not accustomed to. But, in all seriousness, I think it feels like I haven't even been away from school all that long.

DAMMIT! I gotta start on my paper for my study abroad class.

First, Ig uess I should order the book. *L*

This is a title! Also called a subject! Or point of interest!

Woke up this morning to a wonderfully dreary first day of classes. Yup, left the dorm at around 9 am and it's been raining ever since.

Left my umbrella in the Stratton Building all the fuck the way across campus. Was on the shuttle before I realized I'd left it. Didn't have time to return. So now I'm umbrella-less.

Found out that I have to talk to Dr. Gray to get my name back on the book list. Quite frankly, I don't want to do this as I do believe my gpa has slipped slightly below the minimum to keep my scholarship (I'm retaking 3 classes this semester, so I should be out of the "danger zone" from henceforth). I think my tuition scholarship slipped through the cracks and I don't want to risk losing THAT by bitching about books. The tuition part is much more substantial than the book part. I'll just talk to someone about helping me out with books instead.

Little miss burden that I am.

Still not in the mood to write of my travels. All of my pictures are on Daniel's laptop, anyway, and as my cell phone has ceased to work and I'm never in my room and Steph and Daniel are (assumably) never online, any attempt at contact would be virtually pointless. :(

Gonna go check on prices of books.

Toodles!

WHY IS NOTHING WORKING?!

List of things that don't work properly:
- My honors books on loan account (though it says I still have it).
- My dorm phone. (The combination of
- My cell phone. these means NO phone.)
- My emails to the teacher of a class that I NEED to be in, but is closed.
- EVERY-FUCKING-THING IS CLOSED because it just HAPPENS to be Martin Luther King, Jr. day. (SON OF A BITCH)

I think I left my pants somewhere. This sounds REAL bad, but they could be in one of about 5 different places. I just realized I haven't seen them since Dublin. I'm real sad about them. They were a new pair, too!

I'm finding someone with a phone that WORKS and I'm ordering the Domino's pizza special thing. $3.94 for a large 1 topping, bitch! That'd feed me for DAYS!

Over and out.

KEBAB!

...The American Embassy is sending me junk mail... WTF?

...What the hell is "Student Fin Aid Revolving Fund" and why am I paying $1,547 for it?

I HAVE TO GET A JOB!!!

By God, I'm only taking 13 hours again this semester. The two honors courses (humanities i and civ i) and PSY291 (fucking stats again). OH! And my study abroad class. I don't want to load myself down anymore! I'm going to take my dear, sweet time.

Wholly shite, man. This is my very first day back and in my dorms and I'm already working on a hellatious stress knot in my neck. And I'm spending like... and hour in the comp room. Wow. My social life is AWESOME.

I'll post some photos and write up some things about my travels tomorrow. Perhaps. Three country capital cities in three weeks. Not too shabby.

Classes start Tuesday and I still have to resolve registration for a couple.

BEH!

Toodles!!!

London's burning.

Herm. Two more full days in London. It's funny, really. In most ways, that is FAR too long. In others, that's not long enough. More on that later.

I'm off to print some photos for our class presentation and to perhaps go to the Photographer's Gallery. I SHOULD go on the Eccentric London walk (as our class is the Psychology of Odd and Eccentric Behavior), but I guess I'll decide that on the way.

Toodles!