maybe we could talk this over. cause i could be your best bet.
So I think I’ve figured out what this whole live journal thing really is about. Its not exactly the place where I obsessively update every day to relay the continuous mundane details of my life like “I had to finally take a shower today” or “who does that girl named melanie aka pooday think she is?” instead it’s a place where I can express the thoughts that are forming, the feelings that I have toward things that are happening, while also supplying those few that actually do read this stupid thing with a brief summary of where I’m at right now. I’m sure no one cares.
Schools ok. My dance midterm is in a couple weeks, and contrary to popular belief, I’m not as graceful as I appear. Gods be praised! that she gives points for effort. Biology seems to be taking every breath of like out of me. Avoid 300 at all costs. I no longer like my psychology professor and my education professor seems to have disappeared. Nothing really out of the ordinary though.
"well i've flicked every switch that i could find on my way out
just to upset you more, just to keep you busy
just to make you angry, just because you were right"
The hardest lesson so far this year has just been letting go, not of people but of situations involving those people. In quite a few cases, I’ve just had to realize the importance of just letting go of all those expectations that I have and the control that my flesh desires and just simply “love on” the people around me. Such a cheesy term, but man it implies so much. And already, after realizing what needs to be done, things are changing, turning around before my very eyes. I guess that’s pretty cool.
First show of the semester. I went to see the starting line for the third time on Sunday at Tremont. What an awesome show. It was definitely the greatest show of the three, absolutely surpassing the last tsl experience, which was a painful disaster that gives me shivers when just thinking about it. I finally had short hair (which I told you I would by the next show…and for those of you slow, distance people out there, that means I finally cut my hair!) which adds so much more to a punk show viewing. I also attended with the most awesome girls. I’ve never been to show before with girls that were actual friends of mine, but I must say it’s the way to go. They rocked my socks off almost as much as kenny did. Haha. Plus, I got pics taken (and they better be of kenny!) however, there were downfalls. I didn’t go with my concert buddy, and it was weird to see him there knowing that we arent really concert buddies anymore. Tbs was sung like its all good, but the truth is I really miss him. I couldn’t talk about Kenny’s hotness with him or about how dull the pit was or how much that front man creeped me out or experience wh hash browns with him afterwards or have people dropped on my head with him (no one fell on my head this time actually) the point is, it was a really good start to the concert season, a beginning of a new tradition with my girls maggie and brooke, but just not as cool without you. But hopefully there will be others to come. I have a lot of work to do if I even dare to top last season.
"If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate"
If you had asked me in high school if I would ever feel this way I would have simply told you that you were wack and pooday, but honestly I miss my home and my family more with each day. How ironic, I worked to get as far away from that place and those people as I could within the state line most of my teenage life and now that I’m here and somewhat living lmy own, it’s the one place that provides the most comfort to me.
"This is all wrong and it shows
There's certain things I promised not to let you know,
You've got this silly way of keeping me on the edge of my seat
And I'm miserable, oh and you're just getting started"
So you may be asking yourself, you observative beings out there, what exactly is POODAY and why do I use the term so frequently? Well I really don’t feel like explaining it here. Ask me later. Also, the roommates and I have made short films, mostly involving pooday, but at this time I am unavailable to post them here. If anyone has any suggestions as to how I can post them on the lj or just wanna check em out, let me know. Trust me, that’s some funny stuff man!
wicked props and congrats to my girl K that got accepted to Clemson. Sadly, she will be departing from dear Winthrop and transferring in the fall. however, we both look forward to Saturday games in the death valley and all that glorious orange. Send her congratulations cards…she loves em.
"holy moses i've been deceived"
More excitement in that melanie and ria will both be participating in missons this summer through BCM. Melanie is going to the Philippines which I think is unbelievably amazing, and ria received a scholarship through IBM (a more advanced missions organization that has people of all ages participating) and will possibly have a choice in where she will going. She’s suppose to find out soon. The suspense is almost unbearable.
On the sad end, I’ve realized that I’m going to spend my summer taking courses almost every day at trident tech (physic lecture and lab baby) and working the rack room (hopefully) which stinks but definitely something I need to do and get out of the way early so that as the years go by my summers can become more enjoyable (with trips such as backpacking it through Europe perhaps!) kristins summer is looking about the same so there are quite a few road trips already scheduled to take place.
"Daughter of Zion, I heard your prayers
Just cast your cares and please beware of snakes
They come in all shapes and sizes
Tempt you, put scales on your eyelids"
I’ve ran out of things to say and its late. Goodnight.
Schools ok. My dance midterm is in a couple weeks, and contrary to popular belief, I’m not as graceful as I appear. Gods be praised! that she gives points for effort. Biology seems to be taking every breath of like out of me. Avoid 300 at all costs. I no longer like my psychology professor and my education professor seems to have disappeared. Nothing really out of the ordinary though.
"well i've flicked every switch that i could find on my way out
just to upset you more, just to keep you busy
just to make you angry, just because you were right"
The hardest lesson so far this year has just been letting go, not of people but of situations involving those people. In quite a few cases, I’ve just had to realize the importance of just letting go of all those expectations that I have and the control that my flesh desires and just simply “love on” the people around me. Such a cheesy term, but man it implies so much. And already, after realizing what needs to be done, things are changing, turning around before my very eyes. I guess that’s pretty cool.
First show of the semester. I went to see the starting line for the third time on Sunday at Tremont. What an awesome show. It was definitely the greatest show of the three, absolutely surpassing the last tsl experience, which was a painful disaster that gives me shivers when just thinking about it. I finally had short hair (which I told you I would by the next show…and for those of you slow, distance people out there, that means I finally cut my hair!) which adds so much more to a punk show viewing. I also attended with the most awesome girls. I’ve never been to show before with girls that were actual friends of mine, but I must say it’s the way to go. They rocked my socks off almost as much as kenny did. Haha. Plus, I got pics taken (and they better be of kenny!) however, there were downfalls. I didn’t go with my concert buddy, and it was weird to see him there knowing that we arent really concert buddies anymore. Tbs was sung like its all good, but the truth is I really miss him. I couldn’t talk about Kenny’s hotness with him or about how dull the pit was or how much that front man creeped me out or experience wh hash browns with him afterwards or have people dropped on my head with him (no one fell on my head this time actually) the point is, it was a really good start to the concert season, a beginning of a new tradition with my girls maggie and brooke, but just not as cool without you. But hopefully there will be others to come. I have a lot of work to do if I even dare to top last season.
"If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate"
If you had asked me in high school if I would ever feel this way I would have simply told you that you were wack and pooday, but honestly I miss my home and my family more with each day. How ironic, I worked to get as far away from that place and those people as I could within the state line most of my teenage life and now that I’m here and somewhat living lmy own, it’s the one place that provides the most comfort to me.
"This is all wrong and it shows
There's certain things I promised not to let you know,
You've got this silly way of keeping me on the edge of my seat
And I'm miserable, oh and you're just getting started"
So you may be asking yourself, you observative beings out there, what exactly is POODAY and why do I use the term so frequently? Well I really don’t feel like explaining it here. Ask me later. Also, the roommates and I have made short films, mostly involving pooday, but at this time I am unavailable to post them here. If anyone has any suggestions as to how I can post them on the lj or just wanna check em out, let me know. Trust me, that’s some funny stuff man!
wicked props and congrats to my girl K that got accepted to Clemson. Sadly, she will be departing from dear Winthrop and transferring in the fall. however, we both look forward to Saturday games in the death valley and all that glorious orange. Send her congratulations cards…she loves em.
"holy moses i've been deceived"
More excitement in that melanie and ria will both be participating in missons this summer through BCM. Melanie is going to the Philippines which I think is unbelievably amazing, and ria received a scholarship through IBM (a more advanced missions organization that has people of all ages participating) and will possibly have a choice in where she will going. She’s suppose to find out soon. The suspense is almost unbearable.
On the sad end, I’ve realized that I’m going to spend my summer taking courses almost every day at trident tech (physic lecture and lab baby) and working the rack room (hopefully) which stinks but definitely something I need to do and get out of the way early so that as the years go by my summers can become more enjoyable (with trips such as backpacking it through Europe perhaps!) kristins summer is looking about the same so there are quite a few road trips already scheduled to take place.
"Daughter of Zion, I heard your prayers
Just cast your cares and please beware of snakes
They come in all shapes and sizes
Tempt you, put scales on your eyelids"
I’ve ran out of things to say and its late. Goodnight.