Will tequila ever be the same again?
Well, I just had this entire thing typed out and went to preview, and apparently I hit a wrong button and erased it all.
For the past two weeks, I've been secretly freaking out because I was positive that I had done horribly on my group presentation in my Special Eduation class. My group's presentation was cut short and my particular part of the presentation was cut to barely anything. Much to my pleasure, we received our grades today and our group receieved a B+/A- grade, and on the individual paper portion, I received an A. Yippie! I've been so relieved ever since.
Unfortunately, next week in the same class, an entire semester's worth of classroom reflection and field experience journals are due, and I, being the complete slacker I am, haven't done a single one. Luckily, a few of the girls in class have been really great and we've gotten pretty close for just class friends, and they've proved to be just as much of slackers as me. We're going to meet tomorrow and do them all together, which will be a huge relief for all of us.
Moving on...
What's with certain words reminding you of a certain person and/or memory you've had with a specific person? The words are usually related to a situation you've been in with the person at some point. For example, tequila. Or a specific country/nationality of people, bad tattoos, anything. (This is the much more abbreviated version compared to the original). Why does this happen? Who let's this happen? Yes, I know that I'm the one that lets this happen to me, and you're the one that lets it happen to you, but I get tired of it sometimes. I wonder how long the memories stick to the word. Is it forever, is it until you eventually forget, is it until the memory is replaced with that of another person? What??? I'll let you know if I ever find out.
But what I've been wondering to myself tonight is this: does that person that I'm reminded of by the words coinstar, trampoline, tequila, and Monster, have words that remind him of me? Does he even think of me anymore, or am I merely a memory?? I know this all sounds like nonsensical mumbling, but it's what I've been thinking of tonight. I really need to stop thinking when I'm all alone late in the night and bored. Although, ironically (or maybe not so ironically) the time I usually think of issues regarding this person is during the time we had spent the most time together.
I'm going to stop before this gets any more pathetic, and hopefully I won't be doing anymore strange thinking for a while.
In further repetitive news: I'm making the voyage to Penn State this weekend, and I expect to have a fabulous time.
Anddd.... HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY to the wonderful and completely amazing Christina Marie Bennis. I hope your birthday proves to be much better than you expect it to be. I love you!
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