I live.
I have some free time so I decided I would do a quick little update on my livejournal. It has been 28 weeks since my last post. Holy crap, that is a long time.
Anyways I feel the only time I ever update on here is when I'm stressed or annoyed or need someone to vent to, so I turn to the computer.
The new semester has started. It should be interesting. I have 17 credits. Pilates (half of the semester), Stats, Ethnomusicology, Womens Studies, Psych of Gender, and Psych Assessment. It shouldn't be too bad, but it's definitely a load.
I now live in a house and not in the dorms. I like it but at the same time I don't. The dorms were just so socially uplifting, and then you move into a house and there is no one. The only time I see my other friends is when we drink or party, and that is just not how I wanted it to be. Also, with a house comes chores and responsibilities, two things in life I try to avoid. The chore part isn't too bad, we try to keep up with our dishes and do weekly cleanings. The responsibility part isn't too bad yet, but we haven't got any bills yet. It's just all so different.
Drama in my life. Well we had a party Thursday night. Neilapalooza was the name of it. My friend Neil just broke up with his psycho gf so we decided to throw a party to get him into the wild again. Well, long story short some people invited decided that it would be a good idea to bring a shit ton of freshman they found on the streets with them. This party wasn't supposed to be that sort of party and that's what it turned out to be. So the cops came because we got a noise complaint, and Carly (yes me) the drunkest of all the roomates answered the door because no one else would, not even the sober roomate. The cops did nothing because I was was compliant, but it scared the shit outta me. I have never even been pulled over and I had to deal with 2 cops frontin' me about my house party. It was so scary. Came in cried my eyes out for like half hour, emotions and drunkenness got the best of me. I then continued to get belligerent and some other stuff went down.
Had to get that off my chest. It was just a crazy night, definitely regretted it in the morning/the rest of the day.
So that was that little story for you all.
Other than that I just got a job at Kohls. The orientation that I have to do is not working out with my classes. It is just a big pain in my behind. If I don't do this orientation I can't work until the next orientation that isn't until later in October. It is just annoying, but I need the job so I have to alter my life around it.
This summer I decided that I will someday be a West Coast girl. I just love Seattle. There is a grad school at Seattle University in the city that I'm looking into. I've decided that my new life career choice is Student Affairs, which is basically working at a college doing everything but the academic teaching. If I could do anything with the degree it would be something like working as an academic academic adviser, career counseling, residential living, or that sort of work. I think it fits me well even my mom told me it was my niche. So hooray for me!
That is about all I feel like typing right now. This was a nice little venting session. Much needed. Thank you for listening.
Anyways I feel the only time I ever update on here is when I'm stressed or annoyed or need someone to vent to, so I turn to the computer.
The new semester has started. It should be interesting. I have 17 credits. Pilates (half of the semester), Stats, Ethnomusicology, Womens Studies, Psych of Gender, and Psych Assessment. It shouldn't be too bad, but it's definitely a load.
I now live in a house and not in the dorms. I like it but at the same time I don't. The dorms were just so socially uplifting, and then you move into a house and there is no one. The only time I see my other friends is when we drink or party, and that is just not how I wanted it to be. Also, with a house comes chores and responsibilities, two things in life I try to avoid. The chore part isn't too bad, we try to keep up with our dishes and do weekly cleanings. The responsibility part isn't too bad yet, but we haven't got any bills yet. It's just all so different.
Drama in my life. Well we had a party Thursday night. Neilapalooza was the name of it. My friend Neil just broke up with his psycho gf so we decided to throw a party to get him into the wild again. Well, long story short some people invited decided that it would be a good idea to bring a shit ton of freshman they found on the streets with them. This party wasn't supposed to be that sort of party and that's what it turned out to be. So the cops came because we got a noise complaint, and Carly (yes me) the drunkest of all the roomates answered the door because no one else would, not even the sober roomate. The cops did nothing because I was was compliant, but it scared the shit outta me. I have never even been pulled over and I had to deal with 2 cops frontin' me about my house party. It was so scary. Came in cried my eyes out for like half hour, emotions and drunkenness got the best of me. I then continued to get belligerent and some other stuff went down.
Had to get that off my chest. It was just a crazy night, definitely regretted it in the morning/the rest of the day.
So that was that little story for you all.
Other than that I just got a job at Kohls. The orientation that I have to do is not working out with my classes. It is just a big pain in my behind. If I don't do this orientation I can't work until the next orientation that isn't until later in October. It is just annoying, but I need the job so I have to alter my life around it.
This summer I decided that I will someday be a West Coast girl. I just love Seattle. There is a grad school at Seattle University in the city that I'm looking into. I've decided that my new life career choice is Student Affairs, which is basically working at a college doing everything but the academic teaching. If I could do anything with the degree it would be something like working as an academic academic adviser, career counseling, residential living, or that sort of work. I think it fits me well even my mom told me it was my niche. So hooray for me!
That is about all I feel like typing right now. This was a nice little venting session. Much needed. Thank you for listening.