Just me and my random thoughts :)
1. I was an idiot when I was a freshman. And also when I was a sophomore.
2. I hate graduate school. It sucks away my time, it sucks away my energy, and now it is sucking away my soul. Can I really make it another year and seven weeks?
That is all that is important.
So I guess that makes me pathetic. But it was a rerun and there was nothing else on TV, if that works as a viable excuse. Well, since I did indeed watch what I had previously labeled as one of the stupidest and most pointless shows on television, I will go ahead and say what I think about each of the washed-up celebrities on this season.
1. Bronson Pinchot - The word that sums it up best is CREEPY. I remember watching the show Perfect Strangers when I was very young, but this guy is definitely not the loveable Balki. Balding and overweight, he looks like an unemployed slob who sits at home drinking beer and watching porn. Additionally, he's as horny as an adolescent boy, and it seems that his goal for the show is to get a piece of ex-model ass. Yeah, like that's going to work. They're not that dumb. I don't know, but if I were the dog, I'd be getting a little concerned. One more rejection by the models, and who knows what will happen.
2. Janice Dickinson - The walls of the carnival-themed house advertise her prescence, saying "Come See the World's First Supermodel," making her out to be some kind of side-show freak. After seeing a close up of her, they're not too far from the truth. The woman's had so much plastic surgery, her face is practically stuck in one place. How old is she? She could be 85 for all we know, but her face will permanently be stuck in that scrunched up look of superiority. Speaking of which, that woman would be the poster child of "Ex-Models Behaving Badly." She irritated me from the beginning with her snobbery and amazed me with the depths she carried her drama queen attitude. She's a pscho-bitch and possibly bi-polar to boot. With all that crack, heroin, and whatever else she did back in the years of her modeling heyday, she really fucked herself up for life.
3. Omarosa - I never watched her on The Apprentice, but had heard of her status as "Reality TV's Biggest Bitch," so I was expecting a lot. Turns out I was disappointed, but in a good way. Omarosa...forward, abrupt, tactless, and direct? Yes. Bitchy? Not as much. Sure, she dug into people's personal lives when she should've been more polite and she immediately took control of the house by assiging rooms, which may not have been necessary, but she didn't quite pass into what I would call bitchy. Janice had her beat by a million times on that one. However, she does tell it like it is, and that's the kind of thing that stirs conflict and makes good TV, so I'm expecting a lot from her in the future. That is if I continue to watch it. Which I'm sure I won't.
4. Caprice - As a fellow model in the fashion industry, Janice was so considerate as to automatically declare her seniority and superiority as a model to this younger and much calmer "international model." Whatever that means. I guess that just means she lives in London instead of the U.S. Whatever. Anyway, Caprice seems more down to earth, but much more clueless. I see her as the type to stare off into space and dream about butterflies and flowers and pink sparkly things. Not too bright, but nicer and less dramatic. I can't quite pinpoint her attitude or motives. She could turn out to be interesting yet.
5. Carey Hart - Hot in that I'm-covered-in-tattoos-and-like-to-wear-baggy-dark-clothes-come-back-with-me-and-check-out-all-the-cool-tricks-I-can-do-with-my-bike-::wink:: kind of way. Still, he's hot and he doesn't seem too stupid.
6. Jose Conseco-When did they figure out how to defreeze the ice man? This guy is neanderthal, straight out of the cave. I think he just figured out how to use fire.
7. Pepa-She is everyone's best friend. She even convinced Janice to stay after she treated her like a selfish bitch at dinner. She is everything to anyone depending on what they need at the time. However, she will probably turn out to be the diplomat in the group. I see her in between conflicts a lot. After one epidsode, I'd say she's my favorite. I could see her being one of my good friends if I was growing up with her. Of course that could change.
So that's my opinion, love it or hate it. I'm embarrassed that I wasted an hour of my life watching this show, but at least I admit it. Knowing how VH1 airs each of their shows 50 times a week, I will probably catch another episode at some point.
I suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to resurrect this site. Whether that occurs for five minutes or five months remains to be seen.
Second semester last year kicked my ass, but I'm over it.
I know that because I quit before, no one will ever check this site again, not even my best friends or my mother, even if I paid them (not that my mom even knows what a blog is). Still, I will persist, just for kicks. However, I have devised a clever scheme to get anywhere between 50-250 comments each day. I will simply be on a reality TV show then publicize my blog to the entire world so they can read about my thoughts and daily meanderings because they are oh-so-profound. Then everyone will say things like, "You're so wonderful!" and "I wanted you to win all along!" or "You suck, reality TV is stupid, get a life and stop trying to be a fame-whore!" Easy as pie. So, who gets my audition tape, Survivor, The Real World, or one of those 50 million singing competition shows?
It's 1:16 A.M. according to the official blogger time, but it's 1:30 A.M. on my clock, so I have to take a shower and get up at 7:00 A.M. to go to my oh-so-boring-but-I'm-getting-paid-too-much-to-complain internship with the Governor's Community Partnership Grant Program in the WV Economic Development Office where I get to do fun things like make 200 copies of 50 types of contracts and various forms, file them in 20 different filing cabinets, type more of these afformentioned forms, and spend the rest of my time shopping on the Internet. But I'm getting paid too much to complain. Plus my computer is going to go schizo on me if I don't restart it in the next 30 seconds.
Buenas noches, mi lectores invisibles!
I know I haven't updated in awhile, and that's because I'm torn about whether or not to keep writing on this blog or on my xanga. I have some friends who will read the xanga, and not this page. It's nice to have more readers and comments, but I really like this page a lot better. So basically, I've been updating both.
I feel very stressed about the housing lottery. All six of the people that were going to be in my room got crappy numbers, so we've spent hours trying to figure out how to split up and haven't really reached any good conclusions. The lottery is tomorrow at 6:15, and to top it all off, I have a prospective student coming to stay with me tomorrow night who isn't arriving until 6 p.m. Since everyone I know is at the housing lottery or already has prior committments, I have no choice but to drag her to the lottery without dinner. She definitely won't want to come to Denison after that experience. I know it will all work out, but I just don't want to end up on the 4th floor or down the hill. At this point, I've even accepted the fact that I will probably have to live in Shep, the crappiest dorm on campus, unless something works out with some friends of ours who have higher numbers. Housing lottery=living hell
Friday and Saturday are big trustee and alumni weekends here, so I'm supposed to have lunch with these people who are giving me a scholarship. I'm kind of nervous about it and feel like it will be very awkward. I don't know what to talk to them about except, saying hey, thanks for the money. Yeah, I'm spending all this weekend at parties and going to a bar Saturday night. That should make them feel like their money is being well spent.
This weekend is full of nothing but parties, which should be fun, but will add to the craziness since I have all kinds of work I should be doing. Friday night is our formal, which will hopefully be fun. Saturday night is a Serenade followed by a bar party. FYI, a serenade is sort of like a pre-engagement between a guy in a fraternity and a girl in a sorority. He gives her a pin with his letters on it, then both chapters plan a serenade. Guys and girls have a tank team, their closest friends, who basically have parties every night of the week and have to dress up in crazy costumes based on the theme (which the girl being serenaded doesn't know) on the night of the serenade. The girls stand on the steps of east quad and sing songs, waiting for the guys to come out. The fraternity comes out then they sing back and forth for awhile until the tank teams come running across the quad in themed costumes. Then we sing some more, and finally the guy gives this big mushy speech about how much he loves the girl and everyone goes "Awwwwwww" then we have a bar party. There are about 150 people on the guest list, so it should be fun. It's my first serenade, so I'm excited. And I'm very excited about the bar party since it's on a Saturday and not a Wednesday.
Sunday is my gospel choir concert. Nothing too exciting there except it will take all evening/part of the night. So I don't know when I'm going to write the paper that's due Monday. Probably Sunday at midnight.
So that's my weekend. I'm actually really excited and have been for sometime. Two big parties in one weekend. And Saturday is this watermelon bash thing sponsored by a fraternity. I'm not quite sure what you do and I know I'm not participating, but I might go check it out. Crazy crazy college. I want to live on East Quad.
Oh! I almost forgot! WVU beat Texas Tech last night 65-60, so they move onto the Elite Eight! If they can beat Louisville Saturday, they'll make it to the Final Four! Amazing! I was so excited that I started jumping up and down and screaming all over the hall. I must've been loud cause the RA came out to see what was going on, and he's a creepy Halo-playing, never leaves his room, odd, scary, and all around weird sketchball.
Hahaha, Andrea, it's so funny how you're the only who reads my blog. It's become our own little conversation area. I'm going home today and maybe calling Rachel because she IMed me and told me she'll be home this weekend. We should all hang out, she has a car, so she can drive us.
So I've realized with all my entries about how I have papers due and how I'm always doing homework, it probably sounds like I never do anything fun. Hahaha so not true. Since I stopped writing entries for so long, let me recap. The weekend before spring break was our pledge formal. The new girls created a theme and we had no idea what it was, they just brought us random clothes to wear and we didn't know what the theme was until we got to the house. I was dressed up as a waitress at a cheap truck stop kind of diner, but everyone thought I was a Tee Jaye's waitress. It was pretty funny. I was wearing my own navy blue skirt with a totally clashing coral colored apron, a hideous white button up blouse with ugly lacy stuff down the front (NOT mine), and tennis shoes with socks. Lovely. I also had to wear my hair up in a bun with hair nets and bright blue eyeshadow up to my eyebrows. It was funny. However, there were many people dressed funnier than me. Emily was a taxi, so she had to dress entirely in yellow and wear a cardboard box painted like a taxi all night. Nina was wearing a sheet as the Statue of Liberty, Julie was road kill (they actually ran over the shirt with a painted tire so there would be a big tire mark down the front), Katie and Caitlin were the Hollywood signs, Melissa was a pregnant hick, and Diana was a hobo, among others. So you're probably wondering what these things could possible have in common. The answer........Road Trip! The theme was Road Trippin' and our precious little darlings actually went out on the highway and stole a big orange construction barrel and two cones as decorations! Haha, we know how to pick 'em, lol! The evening was a lot of fun and my little was very nice by not dressing me up too embarrasingly.
The Wednesday before break was the Pot of Gold bar party. I went for a couple of hours, but had to finish a paper. It was fun, but nothing too exciting happened. Thursday night Julie had a floor event that just happened to be Napoleon Dynamite movie night, so Nina, Emily, Jen, and I posed as 3rd floor Shorney residents and watched the movie and ate free quesadillas (quesa-dilla, like dill pickles, get it! Haha.) That was lovely, then it was spring break.
WHOOSH!!!
Spring break is gone. Monday was Nina's birthday, so we went to eat at Texas Roadhouse and surprised her by bringing her a birthday cake. It was fun, we ate food, yum yum, birthday over. Yay my roomie is 20 now. Last night I didn't get much work done because we stayed up late talking and being goofy with (hopefully) our future suitemates for next year who live right across the hall.
So after talking about all of the amazingly FUN and EXCITING things I've been up to recently, proving that I don't just sit in my room and do work all day, what am I going to do now?
Go to class and write a paper that's due tomorrow.
Spring break was nice, but went by way too fast. I was home the whole time, rented a lot of movies, went shopping a couple of days, and watched A LOT of college basketball. My dad loves to watch the NCAA tournaments, especially when WVU is having a good year. This year, they are amazing. They were runner-up of the Big East tournament and in the most amazing game I've ever seen, they knocked Wake Forest out of the Sweet Sixteen in a double overtime game. It was so intense I was screaming at the TV and started jumping up and down when they won. I have a personal grudge against Wake Forest, and that made it so much better. Thursday night they play Texas Tech and if they win, it'll be the farthest they've made it in the tournament since the 1960s or 70s. I can't wait to watch.
Now that I'm back, I'm so unmotivated to do anything. I spent all afternoon and all night last night talking to people, watching TV, and hanging out in various rooms. I have a 5 page semi-research paper due tomorrow that I haven't even started and I seem to not even care. Is it sad that I already wish it was summer? I was getting so much sleep when I was home, and now it's back to 3 hours a night. Sad.
I still don't know what I'm going to do this summer. I have to find something to do at home because I have to do something that will pay me and I can't pay extra money for housing and such. It really sucks that I'm so limited in what I can do because of money. I can't intern in a city somewhere, my parents won't even consider letting me go abroad. I want to do something fun and different, but I have to stay home in the usual routine. As long as I don't have to scan groceries another summer, I think I'll be fine.
I'm glad it's slowly turning into spring. I always feel rejuvenated and renewed, like I could take on the world each spring. I do wish it would get a little wamer though because it's in between when you don't know whether or not to wear a coat outside and either wear it and get too hot or don't wear it and freeze. The housing lottery is coming and I certainly hope it's not as crazy at it was last year. We have 6 people together, but we haven't thought about what to do if we're forced to split up. We're just hoping to get a good number in either the special interest or normal lottery.
I never know how to end these entries. I sometimes feel like stopping, but think it's too abrupt if I just stop. I'm always trying to think of some nice ending or something, but not today. It's just over.
Wow, life has been very crazy recently, this week in particular. I had/have a paper due Monday, a test Wednesday, a midterm paper (meaning it's 20% of my grade) due Thursday, a topic proposal with two sources for a history class due Thursday, an English paper due Friday, and a topic proposal for an English paper due Friday. Ugh. Until Friday is over, I am going to be going crazy. I decided to go home for break and am very happy I did. I need to take that time to find interships, work on an essay for a stipend if go somewhere I could use it, convince my parents to let me study abroad next year, and most importantly relax from all the work I've been doing.
I met with the study abroad guy today. He was very helpful and made me really want to go abroad. The only problem is, I know my parents will be totally against it, mostly because it will cost so much money. I think I'll make some sort of presentation about the benefits of going abroad a semester and beg them to keep an open mind. Right now, it looks like the three places I would most likely be going are England, Ireland, or Scotland. I haven't really looked through the brochures yet, but the study abroad guy circled the universities in those areas with the strongest backgrounds in English lit and history. The more I think about it, the more excited I get. It's been my life goal to go to Europe and I can't think of a better opportunity. But that's so far away and it will take a lot of persuasion. I can use all those lovely techniques I've been learning in my persuasion class (note the sarcasm).
Speaking of persuasion, that's the awful midterm I'm working on now. Picking out, identifying, and giving examples of rhetorical elements of persuasion in a speech about a Catholic governor's perspective on abortion - now that's my idea of fun. I can't wait to get this over with, but all I can think about is how I would much rather be studying for my test tomorrow in East Asian Civ because I actually like that class, but I know if I don't start this paper now, it won't get started/finished until 5 a.m. the day it is due. Also, tomorrow night is the bar party. I think it really sucks that it is on a Wednesday night, especially the Wednesday before spring break. I'll just go on the first bus, hang out for a bit, and come back on the first bus so I can get some work done afterwards.
I really can't wait to go home. My dad wants me to come home so badly he offered to pay me if I would come home instead of go on the Habitat trip. But that's not why I'm going home. Well...not entirely ;) J/K! My mom said she'd take a day or two off work so we could go shopping or hang out and I could rent all the movies I want and basically have control of the house. Ah, the perks of being an only child! Haha, but in reality, I miss them just as much and I can't wait until this week from hell is over! Argh, back to work!
