I should have obeyed my bedtime

THE LONG STORY
I realized today that I have always been extremely lucky in my friendships with males. Not that they don't piss me off sometimes, but in general they are all wonderful, chilvarous gentleman. Unfortunately, it took an uber-jerk up here in Vermont to bring that to light. So here's the story. I shall speak of two males in my story, both on the fire department: Judge (a sophomore) and Sebastian (a senior). Seb has always been the very flirtatious type. Judge is more the silent, unassuming type (sidenote: when I first met him, I thought he was like 30, but not in a strange Vince Gordon way, he's inexplicably good-looking).

Recently, I have received many hints that Judge fancies me. Then, over spring break when we went to the National Fire Academy, Seb was constantly asking me what his chances with me were (I pulled the Dumb and Dumber thing and said "1 in a million", so he still has a chance....you know). Since being back from break, I've hung out a lot at the fire house, and have, at different times, had both boys' arms around me. Then, Monday night while Seb and I were watching tv, he started tickling me. I loathe being tickled, so I started screaching and flung myself to the ground to escape. He picked me up and put me back on the couch and kept his arms around me and kissed my face and my neck.

In my head, I was conflicted between the voices in my head, one saying, "You're fucking horny, he's really cute," and the other saying, "This will break Judge's little heart". He said, "Are you just gonna lie there?" and I replied, "For now, yeah". After a while, at about 1am (even though my bedtime is 11:45pm), he said he was going to leave, so I got up to hug him goodbye and we ended up kissing. Just a small kiss on the lips. He said, "That was nice" and then we did it again.

I immediately felt like shit. Cause I think I like Judge.......I don't know. So I felt like a bitch. BUT. Here comes the part that makes me appreciate my male friends. Sarah (another girl on the fire department) saw me today at dinner and said she'd heard stories about Monday night and asked me what happened. And Judge was right there. Poor guy, I could just see how disheartened he was. He got up to get more food while I told Sarah what happened, and how I felt horrid, and how it was a huuuuge mistake. Then, Sarah told me that Alyssa (an alumnae who has been back running rescue duty) and Seb have been hooking up constantly since spring break. So I was just a piece of ass. I've never felt like that before. I mean, I have felt like guys have found me attractive, and at mixers or whatever I'm certainly not expecting them to want to dance with me cause I have a "great personality". But someone I know well, and thought I was good friends with......I guess I thought I was invincible against the poopy brand of boys. It wouldn't be that bad if Judge wasn't involved. But I hate myself for hurting him, cause he's actually a really good guy. And now I'm afraid that he'll never want to pursue anything with me cause he'll think I'm just the firehouse whore.

IN A NUT SHELL.....
Monday night, I kissed a boy who I thought liked me. Today, I found out he's been fucking another girl the past couple weeks, so he just wanted ass from me. And I'm pissed at myself cause there is a second boy that I actually like more and I'm afraid he now thinks I'm a whore. Woo hoo college drama.

The Beach

Ok, so it is time to start planning everything for the beach. So far I have that Keegan, Ella, Tom, maybe Bono, maybe Allyson, my roomate Rachel, and myself are going. If anyone else is interested let me know. For now I am just going to plan on six people going but I can change that if anyone else is interested.

I need to know of those people which beach we want to go to and what time we want to go. I for sure think we should go somewhere in Florida and that we should go towards the end of summer because that way everyone will have had time to make money with summer jobs. Also I wanted to see if driving is still an option or not.

So, let me know when you all want to go and where you would want to go. I still think we need more guys so if anyone has any guy friends who would be interested in going let me know. K that is all.

merge, last night i had a dream in which a friend of mine was madly in love with you. he sang this beautiful song about it, too. (the dream was a bit more complex than this, as i knew him because we had both been servants at the palace and we had just finished making delicious soup for the thousands of people at the spaceport...) also, i had a dream the other night that paul was in, but in that one i had to defeat this supreme evil being, and he was on the roof and just pointed out a strange evil contraption that the evil magician was making use of. it's not like the dream where paul died in the war the pope started and you were a war correspondent so you tried not to react because you had to report on the battle.

sorry to be creepy. that's all the dreams i've had with you in them.

concerning my impending visits

amanda--when can i come up to see your sorry ass? it's gotta be in april (but not the first weekend)

trumanites: do you know of anyone i could ride up with april?

ciao for now

:(

I was just informed that the orange carpeted poles and the railing and now gone from the cafe and its all white
look what happens when we leave! I wanted to at least say goodbye to the poles!!!

If you're bored, start here:
so i was sitting here writing my paper for my class later today when i decided to take a break from it because i have finished 1/3 of it in an hour. now i only have 2/3 of that left to write and a test to study for. i'd like you all to know that i left my floor for my friends floor so that i could get wireless internet so i could write this lovely post for your amusement (even though its rather boring). like john mayer said (just came to my head) " You held this letter [or read the blog], probably got excited [for something new], but there's nothing else inside it [or in this case, nothing of interest]". sorry for that but when lyrics come to my head like that, i've gotta stick 'em in. i know, it's sad that i'm quoting john mayer at 4:30 in the morning when i have a paper to write, but its a nice way to procrastinate.

If you're not bored, start here:
just wanted to ask again about who's coming home for easter weekend. all you trumanites better haul your asses back for to stl so i can have a good party or else it will end up being a small gathering (margaret: you and me, party in my pants) since the majority of our population is in kirksville. maybe i'll share some of my ghiradelli chocolate covered pretzels and alcohol with you. a winning combination i think. well, time to wrap this up and continue on my quest to reach the end of my paper. later gators!!

p.s. the monster energy drink called khaos kinda tastes like she-yit. i don't suggest it unless your name is stuart and you like that kind of thing or you really need to stay awake.

i wish i could speak properly

alright ya'll. i basically have no idea what's going on with like, anyone, and i miss you guys like crazy. i just wanted to say i'm sorry for not keeping up with the blog, and for never calling anyone. but i'm super freaking excited for summer and i want to hang out with you guys A LOT. keegan said everything i've been thinking and i didn't even realize i was thinking all of those things. it's been easy to lose myself in my life here, and then i read her entry and i was like, holy shit where the hell have i been? you know? so you had better be ready to see margaret, cause you're gonna!

gimme, gimme, gimme

anna!!!!!!! i need your school address. now. ok. thanks. luv ya

AHHHHH! They're killing literature!

Ok, so I recently found out about this new campaign in literature to update some of the children's books so that they are more "relate-able". it's terrible! Judy Blume is behind it all (she wrote such classics as "Are You There God? It's Me Margaret", "Tales of the Fourth Grade Nothing", and "Fudge") and now apparently Beverly Cleary is joining on (she wrote all of the Ramona books and "Maniac Maggie" and others).
And by updating they mean putting ipods and dvd players and stuff like that in it. They've already changed "Are You There God? It's Me Margaret". So if you go to buy it now, you'll only find the new version with tampons and stuff. But Beverly Cleary is currently changing the Romona books (or at least one of them). And "Romona the Pest" has now become "Romona the Alternative". Yes, that's right, Romona is now an eight-year-old goth chick. yeah.
I know that the Judy Blume one is legit, but I'm hoping that the Romona one is a spoof, because I read part of the first chapter and it's horrible!! They are murdering classic children's lit!! None of the ideas in these books are unrelatable. Kids aren't stupid, they can understand these things without having to "update " them.
Ergh, I'm so disappointed in humanity. It makes me so sad.
Here is the link to the first chapter of the Romona book update. It's so horrible that it's funny. That's why I hope it's fake. It's horrid. It's like a trainwreck. You can't help but stand and watch in horror. Unfortunately, I've only seen evidence in support of the changes.

http://www.edrants.com/?p=2846

Anyway, if these two authors are successful with their updates, it may start a trend. And then all the classic children's lit that we read when we were little may no longer be sacred. They might put ipods in them.

Okay, just kidding.

I'll be at Truman on Friday night. I was lying about Saturday. See you guys tomorrow!

SNOW!

so i must say that i have been rather jealous of the snow that all of you have been talking about... well we finally got some last night! granted, it was only a half inch and it was melted by noon, but i'll take what i can get. i'll post a pic later so you can see the half snow/mush/dirt that is all around. hey at least the burn ban has been lifted and we went from extreme fire danger to just plain old fire danger.

Monkeys.

Okay, I'm avoiding my homework, aka studying for my exam that's in, oh, 9 1/2 hours, and prowling the internet. And I want you all to listen to the song "No. 5" by Hollywood Undead. And listen to Panic! At The Disco. They're also really good. One my favorite songs by them is "Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off." I think that title really sums me up. I'm just in a weird mood and I'm ready for summer and I'm ready to see everyone. Ready for bonfires in my backyard, completely ignoring my parents' rules, tormenting my sister, hopefully camping in my treehouse, playing outside, going to parks at midnight, skinny dipping in amanda's pool, jumping on trampolines, chilling at george's and making fun of the rat dogs, going to the city museum, being able to be the offensive human being that i am and not having to end everything i say with an explanation of my thought process. I'm ready to smoke hookah for the first time, listen to stories of college, observe how people changed, if they act differently, see who's matured, who's become wild, find out how we're growing into ourselves, new revelations, seeing old crushes, recognizing friends that have become as close as blood, laughing for no reason, being able to hug whomever i want whenever i want for no apparent reason, being able to flash, to be naked, not to worry about what you think of me, be able to take care of everyone, play board games, have deep conversations. I'm ready to learn more, experience more, live more. I"m ready. I love college, being independent. But sometimes it's time to go home. I want road trips, drunken escapades, spending all day outside, waterballoon fights, foodfights, to go TPing, a tattoo, an Isuzu Rodeo, a license, a boat, to go to Maine, to go a body of water, to play Egyptian Ratscrew for hours on end,to play Asshole with candy, to go shopping, massages. To sum things up, I just want to see everyone, to see how they've grown. These are the best years of our lives, and I intend to share my amazing experiences with anyone who wants to listen. I want to teach you the things I've learned, I want you to see how I've grown, matured, become more...me. I know this is happening to all of us, and I want details. I want to hear about the shitty times, the times you cried, the times you wanted to break someone's legs, the times where things were so fucking ridiculous that all you could do was sit back and laugh. I want to hear about the amazing times, the times you spent doing nothing with friends while you should be studying, but knowing that it was so worth it. I want to hear about the random adventures, the bizarre stories that come with lack of sleep and pulling all-nighters, the drunken mishaps of you, your friends, and people you don't know. I want to listen to the new music you like, the new art, the new drink, the new activities, the new boys/girls. I want to know what your campus squirrels are like. I didn't start out this entry thinking about those things, I was just going to put up random things like I normally do. Sorry it's so long. Love you all dearly, a bientot.

Why does life happen so fast?

After spending spring break away from the tiny little community that is home at St. Michael's College, and fretting over what the hell major I want to be, I have come to the conclusion that I need your help. In a nut shell, pretty much the only major I have interest in pursuing is French, with a secondary education license. If that doesn't work out (especially since I hate the French class I'm taking right now), I'm uber fucked. So I was looking at Fordham's website, cause that was my second choice after St. Mike's, and they have majors that are so much more interesting to me, such as International Political Economy.

Also, I am in love and lust with New York City (where Fordham is). Vermont is the second whitest state in the nation, and Colchester is so tiny (yeah, I know, Kirksville sucks more), and I'm just so used to more "real world". St. Mike's is such a community-oriented place that sometimes I feel detached from the rest of the world. I love all my St. Mike's friends, and going to Fordham would mean having to quit the fire department, which I love more than I ever thought possible. I know I would make new friends, but I'm not sure I want to start all over.

And, the icing on the cake, I applied to be in a Theme House next year with 3 of my friends. If I went to Fordham, the group would not have enough people to fill the suite, and I don't know what that would mean, and everyone would be really mad at me for ruining their housing.

My mommy says it doesn't really matter what your major is, seeing as how she got a B.S. in math and then a Masters in religion and now she works for a non-profit organization. But I can't seem to decide if I should stay at St. Mike's for the awesome community and so-so majors, or transfer to Fordham (or maybe even SLU) for awesome majors and so-so community (but certainly awesome friends, eventually). Thus, I would like to know what you think.

Winter Wonderland

We got like four inches at Truman. It was really pretty.

So this picture turned out bad but I
thought it was cool to see the ice on the tree

My snowman that Nick destroyed

Anyway it was hard to get good pictures because it was so dark out and if I used the flash it reflected off the snow. But it was really really pretty.

SNOW DAY!!!

So my school cancelled classes today, because its snowing!! whee!! we really don't have that much, but it had perfect timing and the snow plows didnt really do a good job, so the highways are a mess and they cancelled classes!!! WHEE!!! SNOW DAY!!!
ok, just had to gloat a bit. :)

does anyone ever feel unappreciated? cause it seems that with my friends (we're talking males) i'm always giving hugs and saying luv ya but i get nothing back from them except the occasional hug or whatnot. there is only one other person here who gives me hugs without being asked and it kinda sucks. it feels like no one loves me as much as i love them.

so, miss all of ya and your wonderful hugs and kisses. hope things are going better for you.

so you guys wanted to see a pic of my car eh?

so here you go guys... a picture of my pluto...other pics of my epic spring break adventure are up on facebook if y'all are interested...

Ah Michael

More great Michael quotes. These quotes are much funnier when you hear him fucking up words cause he can't talk properly yet. But they are still funny.

My mom bought him this new Star Wars GameCube game. When Michael saw it he was like "Can I bring this to heaven because I really love it a lot"

So me, Tom, and Mike went to the park. And we climbed up this thing and me and Mike needed help getting down. So Tom climbed down and picked Mike up and carried him down and picked me up and carried me down. And Tom carried Mikey on his shoulders cause Michael was tired of walking. So Mike is officially obsessed with Tom and whenever he comes over Mike bugs him with stupid questions like "Tom, could you break that lamp (in reference to a chandelier we have in the foyer)" or "Tom, could you break that window?". He thinks Tom is strong enough to break anything. He even thinks that because Tom is so strong that Tom could beat the stupid Star Wars GameCube game we got him. And when I told Mike Tom was coming over today he sat at the window staring out waiting for Tom. Poor Tom.

I was outside playing with Michael and he kept grabbing at his crotch. So I was like "Michael, do you have to go to the bathroom? Let's go inside and go pee" and he was like "No Wawa (Laura)! Gosh I already told mom this I'm sick of telling everyone: Sometimes I just like to play with my penis but that doesn't mean I have to go peepee."

My dad was giving me a ride to Tom's house and Mike and Margaret were in the car and Marge was like "Michael likes every single girl" and Mike was like "I don't like girls with weird eyes". Like I am pretty sure he meant Asian people. Stupid racist brat. I still thought it was kinda funny.

so greetings from a faraway land...

(note: this was written at the hotel i was staying at 2 nights ago but my internet couldn't publish it so i just saved it...i'm now safe back at the fort all in one piece and able to post it now...)

So can i just start by saying sorry to hovis...that really sucks about your car accident...i know how that is...oh lord do i know how that is....and secondly i just like to warn everyone to be really safe when driving cuase bad things come in threes...so heres whats been going on with me over the last couple of days...

so spring break right? not a time to being sitting alone in your dorm room bored out of your mind right? especially after a really tough semester...so my roommate and i decide to drive her friend mike to california...why not right? thats what college is for...do stupid shit...go crazy places...so we we start driving at 3pm on saturday...i bought a video camera to document the trip...we bought like $50 in food...and we were on our way....

so hannah drives for like 4 hours...i drive for like 6 hours and hannah drives for another 6 hours...now we drove through utah and nevada and colorado and a tip of arizona...we only encounter a couple snow storms, a couple of dust storms, a monsoon, and a wicked herd of elk that jumped out of no where and we almost died...so we end up in las vegas at like 6am...now we don't really want to spring for a hotel so we sleep in a really sketch thrift store parking lot in the back of my car...we wake up and clean up and go down to the strip...walk most of it (like 20 miles) and take a nap...so we go back down to the strip and we're walkin around and realize that its lame cause we aren't 21 and we aren't rich and we aren't drunk...so we go back to the car and attempt to solve one of those problems...mike drinks about 3/4 of a liter of burbon and hannah falls asleep cause shes really tired from driving all night..so we get kicked out of like 3 parking lots and get the cops called on us and we decide that vegas is lame anyway so we might as well leave...well i decided that cause mike was intoxicated and hannah was asleep i would just start driving...i end up driving all night getting into san diego at nearly 7am (12 hour drive)...we end up sleeping in a target parking lot...at like 10am i call my friend erick up who lives north of san diego...we go to his house and he takes us surfing...we try that for a few hours and go back to his house to shower and play video games with his brothers...we go out and get some legit mexican food...from the illegals...you know its good if its made with the grease from an illegal immigrant's kitchen...so we walk out on a pier and we stare at the sunset from a gorgeous beach and i think hell damn how can a vacation get any better than this?

so we leave san diego this morning after sleepin at erick's...we drive down to TJ mexico turn around and come back...we drive through LA during rush hour...drive past that one beach in the yellowcard song...through long beach...malibu...hollywood...all that jazz...amazingness...couldn't get any better...so we leave LA and head up to san fransciso...we get like 2 and a half hours out...just outside of bakersfield...

so hannah put in one of her cds and that one vitamen c song came on from like 7th grade and it was all kinds of funny cause mike (this hard core punk metal screamo kid) was singing along very loud and knew all the words...so we whip out the camera and hannah is filming and i'm laughing...so i'm passing a semi on the left and i get a little close...so i swerve a little and my car fish tails...which wouldn't have been all that bad except it fishtails into the semi taking with it all of the siding on the passenger side of the car...shattering the window...ripping the car doors a part...and taking the side view mirror...so my car spins out and we twist around a few half dozen times...and end up in the median...exchange info...my car still runs luckily enough...i changed my front tire cause it was about to pop so now i have a spare tire on it...and i'm sitting in a nasty motel stealing the wifi from the best western across the street in this dinky little town...mike and i are suffering from a bit of whip lash but other than that everyone is okay...we'll get a new tire tomarrow in the next town...i had to tape up my side mirror with duck tape and trash bags...funny how shitty it looks when i made prom dresses out of both...but yea...so don't tell my rents about any of this cause well..they don't know i'm out here and i'm going to wait til i get back to the fort before i confess any of this to them...but yea...so we're all alright and right now we are hangin out watching richie rich in a sketchy ass motel room drinkin burbon...tryin to forget the night and get rid of the whiplash...i'll let you all know when i get back to the fort...safe driving!!

(ps: i got a new tire which cost me like a hundred dollars..we drove 27 hours straight back to the fort cause we figured we were pushing our luck as it was...got a little cold in the snow of nevada seeing as we didn't have a window and half a door...but alas we are alive and well...i even called my dad who was a little pissed but saw no reason to get really mad seeing as he's 1,000 miles away and can't do shit about it right now...i'm proud of him for not flipping...course he can't see my car -picture to come- so that probably has something to do with it...anyway...again...please be safe when driving around!!)

Hey Fuckheads! (aka Trumanites or anyone who will be at Truman on the 25th)

Yeah. I'm going to be there. Are any of you fuckers going to be up there? I know it's still your spring break and all but I wasn't sure. Oh, and feel free to stop by Mizzou on your way back home this weekend- I'm sure I can find something for you guys to do. I have nothing else to say. Oh yeah, I studied for 6 hours straight on Sunday, and 4 hours straight on Monday. I thought you all would be proud. Happy St. Patrick's Day, and here's a joke:

What do you call a line of cows masturbating?

Beef stroganoff!

Keegan

I need to go shopping with you. I still have some weird attraction to everything black. I went to the mall with Tom and I was like drawn to all the black clothing. I need color!

Also I found this amazing shirt at Bebe. But it was 50 dollars!! I was so pissed. I hate when expensive clothes look really good on me.

Anyway when you come in this weekend we should go shopping.

does anyone have nikki's email address handy?

Pi Day!

Hey everybody, happy pi day!
and unfortunately (or fortunately) i'll remember that forever thanks to dear Nerinx hall.
is anybody going to celebrate?
i think i just may.

Riiiiiiiiiight....

Okay, so I went home this past weekend to go shopping with a few friends and take advantage of a home-cooked meal. Fabulous. We're having dinner (Peter graced us with his presence for the night as well) and I look over at Dave and think, man you look kinda funny. Then it dawned on me. "Dave? Did you get your eyebrows waxed?" Turns out my dad was at the salon getting his hair done, and his stylist asked him if he wanted his eyebrows fixed. To him, that normally means cutting them down so he doesn't have mad scientist eyebrows, so of course he said yes. Next thing he knows she's putting hot wax on his eyebrows. That is my story. I thought you all might find that somewhat amusing, I know I laughed for a good 10 minutes at the table. Is anyone going to be back from March 24 to April 2? Oh, and Trumanites, I'll be up at Truman Saturday, March 25. I expect a good time. Thank you and good day.

my first college failure. woohoo!

thats probably a lie. i've failed a lot at stuff in college already but none of it having to do with classes i'm taking. i'm dropping my first class with a D at midsemester. we've had one test and out of my four friends and i, we averaged at a D. sad, i know. i even had the second highest score out of my group of friends. my one friend got 5 out of 50. but life is good now cause i'm dropping it and picking up a theo 101 class that is only 8 weeks long (of course its one class a week at 4 hours a class, but 4 of us are taking it so we can keep each other awake). thats the end of that. sorry, but i had to share, even though its pretty unimportant. a little "shadenfreude" for ya (name that musical). luv y'all! by the way, is anyone gonna be in town for easter weekend, cause if there's enough people, i'll come home and we can have a party!

Another Accident...

So everyone remembers how I got in a car accident with a cop and ruined the brand new Taurus my dad got for me and my sister because my sister ruined our Honda? Well we got the Honda fixed so me and Christie could have a car. It is a 90 or 91 (can't remember) Honda Accord that has been in like five accidents and is just the biggest piece of junk car.

Last night I was at Tom's house and I left at like 3:00 something. Before I left Tom was really like concerned about me driving with wet streets and kept telling me to be safe. So I was driving home and it was raining a little but no problems.

Then as I was driving my car hit a really deep puddle. Like you know when you are driving and water shoots up on both sides cause the water is really deep - a lot deeper than you expected? Well that was the first thing that went wrong.

I don't think I ever gained full control of the car after the puddle. It started pouring down rain and I could not see anything. My windshield wipers were on as high as they could go and I could not see anything at all. So I hit the breaks and my car shot diagnally to the right. I had no idea what I was supposed to do so I yanked the wheel to the left. My car started spinning out of control. I can't really remember anything while the car was spinning but as soon as I stopped spinning there was like three seconds where I saw myself driving straight towards the barrier on the outside of the bridge and I knew I was going to crash and it was like the scariest feeling in the world.

So I hit the concrete thing on the side of the exit ramp bridge thing going fowards. Then my car bounced off and spun a bunch more and hit it going backwards. My car is pretty much ruined.

There was an ambulance driving right behind me so I got checked out right away. I have a giant welt on my neck from a burn I got from the seat belt but that is the only thing that happened. There was this really really nice young cop who was making jokes with me to help me feel better about everything. Turns out my liscense is expired and insurance is expired. The cop was like "my dad was a cop and I had an expired liscense and don't worry about it you won't get a ticket cause another car wasn't in the accident". He was soo nice and made me feel better telling me stories about how many cars he totalled by the time he was seventeen.

Anyway my mom was not mad she was just happy I was ok. The ambulance who saw the accident were like "that probably should have been a fatal accident you are really lucky you just walked out with some bruises and scratches". Which is a really scary thought. Honestly though I think it would be better if something happened because I bet my dad would not kill me if I already got hurt in the accident. He is going to be soo pissed. Christie will probably be pissed at me too.

Anyway, that was my night last night.

back at home

does anyone else fell out of place and weird back at home? nothing is the same and i feel left out of the loop now... it's weird and i don't like it...

fish face

ok so i know i just posted, and i hate posting again so soon, but i thought this was just tooooo cute. it was beautiful out today (finally) and my friends and i had a face painting party. yay! fish makeup!

yes i know my hair is a puff ball and i like it that way :-)

hello friends. sorry i sorta took craptastic pictures of this look because i was in a hurry. but yeah, i thought i would try something different for a change. i am trying to get away from my black liner addiction but DAMMIT it is hard. i guess there is a reason why MAC sounds like crack...

kisses and happy spring breaks

the two worst feelings in the world are betrayal and rejection
... just throwing that out there, rather upsetting night ...

By the way

Margaret, Anna, and Pip. You all must come visit me. And bring candy. And wear halloween costumes. Cause that was my dream today, when I took a nap. Yup. Therefore you must come. Oh, and Margaret, you somehow miraculously change into Nicole in the middle of the visit. So, Nicole, you have to come too. Don't forget to put the candy in those little pumpkin basket things kids carry around. :)

finals suck

i just wanna say, that finals suck. yes, that's right. i'm having finals right now. crazy, huh?
so far, I've luckily turned in my portfolio for creative writing which turned out to be a whopping 78 pages. My creative writing professor has also been quoted as saying that a "c" is commendable work. he also says he hasn't given more than a handful of "a"s in the past ten years so...so, i'm hoping for a "b".
Right now I'm studying for my Anthropology exam that will be 40% of my final grade. yeah. yahoo.
anyways, bitch, bitch, moan, moan. I can't wait for spring break!! I hope you all are managing all right. love to you all.

i'm a loser...

i came across this site and thought that you guys would find it amusing:
Rubik's Cube Patterns

come on, people, fill my lonely existence

since there hasn't been a post in a while (or what i consider a while), here's some lively updates on my personage. interesting things:

1. this weekend we have one-act performances. i'm directing one, and i wrote one about a girl who discovers that her grandmother writes romance novels (port hole anyone? ewww), which my friend wesley is directing (he made the third character a bookish lesbian). anyone (*cough* truman-ians *cough*) is welcome to come up and see the show. i promise (as always) a place to sleep and some food, and overall a good time.

2. in my theatrical design (costumes) class, guess what play we're designing for???? that's right, much ado about nothing. good thing i know this play very well. but you know, i was reading through the play and i realized that all the lines that mags cut out do not deserve to be cut out. they weren't even bawdy. freak.

3. the other weekend i went to visit carolyn and it was fun. i keep meaning to put pictures up, but i'm delinquent and not in my room right now, so i'll do that eventually. mmmm squeeze-its.

4. i just got into the musical "floyd collins" about a miner that gets stuck and there's a huge media fiasco. i will play a sleazy reporter who dances (including the charleston, with which i'm sure i dazzled the director at try-outs).

aaaaanywho, it's almost spring break! woot! so, keep updating so i have something to read when i'm trying to waste time!

go here

just wanted to say that i'm in love with the gorillaz. yup. i love the fact that they're animated. i love their music videos. i love their crazy brit pop/rock/rap/every-genre-possible kind of music. and i love their website.
FYI: in "feel good inc" they say "feel good" 21 times. i counted. ^__^

No, I don't hate you/don't want to fight you/know I'll always love you/but right now I just don't like you

So you know those days where you are just in a perfectly rotten mood and you take a walk to clear your head. Everything continues to go wrong. No matter what. Stupid trivial things that you shouldn't care about. Another speeding ticket. A bad test grade. A homesickly phone call home. A final break up with a boy that you don't want to matter to you. A fish dies. A depressing book. The last girl scout cookie in a box. The blue-screen-of-death in the middle of something you wanted to save. Little things that just add up and make you very frustrated with life. So you go for a walk to calm down before bed. You walk around campus and end up in the middle of the athletic fields. You lie there staring up at the stars and you tell yourself that you are crazy. There's no reason to be depressed because you are so lucky and could be so much worse off. And you start to get a happy healthy attitude about things. Things seem so much better and you are just so optimistic about the future. And you think to yourself: hell damn, self, it could be worse. it could be raining. and you look confidently towards the clear star-filled sky and sigh a happy sigh.

And then the sprinkler system turns on.

puppy curling

ok so i think puppies are cute, and i was absolutely obsessed with curling when the olympics were on... so put it together and you have puppy curling
check it out:
puppy curling

Still looking for the perfect guy?

I found this on Facebook and thought I'd share:

Probably written by a female:
"Wait for the boy who calls you beautiful instead of hot; the boy who calls you back when you hang up on him; who'll lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat; or will stay awake just to watch you sleep; wait for the boy who kisses your forehead; who wants to show you off to the world when you're in sweats; who holds your hand in front of his friends; who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup; the boy who's constantly reminding you how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you; the boy who turns to his friends and says 'that's her'."

Written by a college-aged dude:
Ladies, here's how it really is:"Find the boy who calls you a partier instead of a drunk, who calls you drunkenly back even though you just hung up on him, who thinks you are perfect even though he knows you don't shower everyday, who will stay awake just to watch you pass out after you made out with some other dude (or chick). Wait for the guy who loves to go down, who fetches your beer and holds the beer in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without 8 beers. One who is constantly reminding you how horny he is and how lucky he is to have you; the one who turns to his friends and says, "that's her, she's got a nice rack."

My wish is your command

I demand that you all remove all pictures from Facebook because I can't stop looking at them and it makes me miss everybody a whole lot. Vermont is cold. That is all.

choco chica

ok so i was eating crackers and nutella today. it made me think of ella and how much i miss her. that is all.

hey all!
just wanted to put one last plug for the Relay for Life out there. the time to donate is coming to a close and i was wondering if any of you would want to donate (thanks amanda and anna from last time) or if you want me to walk in memory of someone (we get little signs and candles).
thanks again!
email me at stephanie-hrbacek@utulsa.edu if you want more info

Urban Dead

So all the guys on my floor are now obsessed with Urban dead. I started last night and within twenty minutes I killed two zombies. I thought it was exciting but I am sure no one else here knows what I'm talking about.

I really only joined to show up the boys because they think girls suck at computer/video games. But it's kinda fun.

I LoVermont

It may be -5 degrees with the windchill, but the scenery is stunning. Ok, I know that's not a great picture of the mountain, but I'd say I'm pretty fuckin' awesome scenery. I miss you all even more than I love my long underwear!

Spring Break

Does anyone else have Spring Break next friday? If you do will you be in St. Louis? That's when Truman and SLU have Spring Break so I just just trying to see who else will be in town. That is all.

Someone please just shoot me in the face.

Okay, so I'm at work and I have to transfer files from a floppy disk to a CD, but the files won't open, won't let me format the CD, won't let me transfer from WordPerfect to MicrosoftWord and basically the whole assignment is fucking me up the ass four ways from Sunday. Thank god the weekend is almost here. I need a goddamn vacation. Hope everyone else's day is going fantastic!

so...random comment cause i'm tired of seeing no new comments today

so can i just say that i really like smoking hooka... it's pretty much the best way i've found to relax in this oh so stressful time of midterms... so i gotta say this might be a really expensive habit if i had to go to the hooka bar everytime i wanted to smoke seeing as its like $7 per "bowl" but lucky for me my room mate got a hooka over xmas break and so thats pretty much all we do... and its only like $.50 per "bowl"... big time fan... therefore i think that it is imperative that we find a hooka bar in stl (or just buy one ya know) so we all hang out there at least once this summer...