I've got 16 days...
I stayed up super late last night. I lied down at 5 am, thinking it was going to be just a nap, but of course nothing ever goes according to plan for me. Figures! So what did happen was that I woke up and it was 11 am. I missed my class that my over due paper was for. (AWESOME! right?) But I have the paper finished, so that's something off my list at least. I'll probably slide everything under my professor's door or something. I'm a bit of a coward about turning a paper in a week and two days late. But I do have a doctor's note. Anyway, after waking up at 11 am, I figured might as well finish my sleep. I woke up at 1 pm, had some cereal and tried to do more work. I went to my 3:30 pm class a little late, but it went pretty well. After class, I walked over to Hope Lutheran Church for dinner with LSA and to help with wrapping presents for the kids who go to the two different after school programs that Lutheran Campus Ministries does. I had fun wrapping gifts and talking to my Lutheran friends. I wish I could've stuck around for worship, but I knew I had to leave in order to get any kind of work done.
Before the meeting, while walking over to the church, which isn't that far from the building where all of my English classes happen, I called my dad to talk and see how things were going back home. I got word that Parris lost his job. Over the weekend, he told me about the issues he's been having with converting his license from Michigan to Maryland and how he has to pay this stupid outrageous fine to the state of Michigan before anything could happen. See he needs his license for his job and unfortunately, the guy he works for is a total jerk. The good thing is that my mom is helping him out. She is a social worker and it doesn't surprise me that she would help one of my friends. She's helped my friends Nathan and Meredith in the past. A little while into the meeting, I called home because my dad told me that Parris was at the house. (I had called my dad on his cell phone when I talked to him). Parris told me all about what happened and I told him that things will get better and not to fret. I understand why he's worried, but I wouldn't let any of my friends fall through the cracks like that. The fun part is that in January, I'll be helping him with applying to art schools in the DC area. I find it cool how he wants to be close to me. I find it awesome how my best friend Meredith is hoping to attend UMD in the fall. So maybe I won't be alone after all!
Speaking of being alone, things are changing maybe? Alison told me today that she received a pretty damn good job offer at I guess one of the publishing companies she's done internships for. Plus, I know that she really likes the guy she's seeing right now. So it works. It would be cool if she does stick around after graduation. I know I wouldn't see her too much but it would be probably more than I would if she were to go back to living in Chicago with her family.
As for other crazy moments in my life recently... I have to laugh, last night I was checking out the messages on facebook for the feature known as the honesty box. You can post stuff and the person doesn't know who sends the message. Anyway, I checked my messages for it and there was this one saying that I'm rude and a bad roommate. I figured it had to either be Rachel or Anne. Not sure which, but definitely not my current roommate. I responded that at least I was clean and kept my shit to myself. I honestly don't care who sent it to me, I just find it funny that this person took time out of their busy schedules or boring lifestyles to say something supposedly hateful to me.
I received notification that my 7 page lit paper isn't due until Monday! Thank and Praise the Lord. I'm exhausted from what I did last night and I seriously welcome this break. I'm looking forward to my radio show tomorrow morning. I plan on playing a lot of indie and rock'n roll stuff. It's going to surprise people I think. I just get so tired of always playing the same dance music or whatever. I don't always need to be hip to have a good radio show. I feel like just playing music that matters the world to me right now.
As for the title of this post, it's a line from a Whiskeytown song. For those who have no clue about Whiskeytown, it was the band Ryan Adams got his start in and also, he was in the band during the late 90s. It's funny to realize that I've been a fan of him since 1998! But seriously though, I've got 16 days until I don't have to worry about fucking nothing in terms of school. In 16 days, I'll be home getting ready for Christmas. I look forward to just being able to let my hair down and not have to think about the next deadline of a paper. I strive when it comes to journalistic deadlines, but I hate academic deadlines. Writing about literature is more difficult than creating literature. As for my own personal writing, I've been working on writing more poetry. I've hit some walls, but I think I'll figure it out. Maybe during the end of December, I'll stay away from the computer and just write in a notebook. I just hope that the muse will strike me sometime soon. It's frustrating because I have a deadline a week from now to turn in some sort of manuscript of poetry. It's going to be such a rough draft, but at least it will be some raw material and maybe my writer's house professor (who is also the director of the program) will cut me some slack. I find it difficult to write when times have been extremely rough.
I just realized that this entry has become super long and my stream of consciousness is a bit much. With that in mind, I think I'm going to get my ass to bed and pass out to some Ryan Adams. I'm sure I'll more soon... (and yes I added a few user pics today. I just love how I have a user photo featuring Ryan Adams in his Batman "costume"!)
Before the meeting, while walking over to the church, which isn't that far from the building where all of my English classes happen, I called my dad to talk and see how things were going back home. I got word that Parris lost his job. Over the weekend, he told me about the issues he's been having with converting his license from Michigan to Maryland and how he has to pay this stupid outrageous fine to the state of Michigan before anything could happen. See he needs his license for his job and unfortunately, the guy he works for is a total jerk. The good thing is that my mom is helping him out. She is a social worker and it doesn't surprise me that she would help one of my friends. She's helped my friends Nathan and Meredith in the past. A little while into the meeting, I called home because my dad told me that Parris was at the house. (I had called my dad on his cell phone when I talked to him). Parris told me all about what happened and I told him that things will get better and not to fret. I understand why he's worried, but I wouldn't let any of my friends fall through the cracks like that. The fun part is that in January, I'll be helping him with applying to art schools in the DC area. I find it cool how he wants to be close to me. I find it awesome how my best friend Meredith is hoping to attend UMD in the fall. So maybe I won't be alone after all!
Speaking of being alone, things are changing maybe? Alison told me today that she received a pretty damn good job offer at I guess one of the publishing companies she's done internships for. Plus, I know that she really likes the guy she's seeing right now. So it works. It would be cool if she does stick around after graduation. I know I wouldn't see her too much but it would be probably more than I would if she were to go back to living in Chicago with her family.
As for other crazy moments in my life recently... I have to laugh, last night I was checking out the messages on facebook for the feature known as the honesty box. You can post stuff and the person doesn't know who sends the message. Anyway, I checked my messages for it and there was this one saying that I'm rude and a bad roommate. I figured it had to either be Rachel or Anne. Not sure which, but definitely not my current roommate. I responded that at least I was clean and kept my shit to myself. I honestly don't care who sent it to me, I just find it funny that this person took time out of their busy schedules or boring lifestyles to say something supposedly hateful to me.
I received notification that my 7 page lit paper isn't due until Monday! Thank and Praise the Lord. I'm exhausted from what I did last night and I seriously welcome this break. I'm looking forward to my radio show tomorrow morning. I plan on playing a lot of indie and rock'n roll stuff. It's going to surprise people I think. I just get so tired of always playing the same dance music or whatever. I don't always need to be hip to have a good radio show. I feel like just playing music that matters the world to me right now.
As for the title of this post, it's a line from a Whiskeytown song. For those who have no clue about Whiskeytown, it was the band Ryan Adams got his start in and also, he was in the band during the late 90s. It's funny to realize that I've been a fan of him since 1998! But seriously though, I've got 16 days until I don't have to worry about fucking nothing in terms of school. In 16 days, I'll be home getting ready for Christmas. I look forward to just being able to let my hair down and not have to think about the next deadline of a paper. I strive when it comes to journalistic deadlines, but I hate academic deadlines. Writing about literature is more difficult than creating literature. As for my own personal writing, I've been working on writing more poetry. I've hit some walls, but I think I'll figure it out. Maybe during the end of December, I'll stay away from the computer and just write in a notebook. I just hope that the muse will strike me sometime soon. It's frustrating because I have a deadline a week from now to turn in some sort of manuscript of poetry. It's going to be such a rough draft, but at least it will be some raw material and maybe my writer's house professor (who is also the director of the program) will cut me some slack. I find it difficult to write when times have been extremely rough.
I just realized that this entry has become super long and my stream of consciousness is a bit much. With that in mind, I think I'm going to get my ass to bed and pass out to some Ryan Adams. I'm sure I'll more soon... (and yes I added a few user pics today. I just love how I have a user photo featuring Ryan Adams in his Batman "costume"!)