Blogger has a new look and it's throwing me off.  That's always really annoying, when websites you frequently use change their layout and you don't know where anything is.  Suddenly I feel like my mother, unable to use a simple website.
Anywho, tis Tuesday night and I have not done anything productive.  Bummer.
But I have some exciting countdowns!
Till we find out about the apartment: 3 days
Till Classes End: 15
Till Finals End: 21
Till I go home: 24
Till work starts: 43
Till I finish work: 103
Till I'm 20 (barf): 104
Till I go to disney: 115ish

Oh, the excitement.  I'm particularly pumped about the apartment situation.  We applied last week (Kesha, Lizard, Tibbs, and I) to live in one of the two apartments on campus next year.  However getting into an apartment is pretty competitive and we have a few things going against us (age, possible disciplinary issues), so we shall see.  If we don't get the apartment, Kesh and Liz are gonna squat their rooms in Fulton and Sarah and I will move to Fulton next year.  Either way, I'm pumped.  Anywhere is better than Wilson.
It'll be exciting.
Also, things with la vida are going quite well so far.  I'm still an outsider among these pre-existing friendships within the co-workers, but most of them are really friendly and I think that once they get used to me we'll all be good friends.  I'm getting really excited about the whole thing!
Anywho, I'm gonna get some sleeeeep.
Goodnight!

I love chapel time.  There aren't any classes between 10:10 and 11:25 so campus can go to chapel, and it's so nice.  Not that I go to chapel, I just love the allotted chill time, even if that's not its intended purpose.  I usually sit in the library and catch up on little things that need to be read and planned and manage my calendar and things due this week.  This time is essential in my Gordon career.  Maybe I can put that in the essay I'll have to write to graduate because I didn't get enough chapel credits.
Anywho, today is really gray and chilly and I'm dying to get some pajamas and curl up with a movie.  Unfortunately I have two more classes and then babysitting.  Fun fact: This is my most favorite kind of day.  Cold and rainy and wet.  I really love it, in a total non-sarcastic way.  Because there are few things better than getting snuggled in fleece pajamas after being cold and wet.
Also I'm trying to figure out what to do for Eli's birthday.  It's today, and he's working all day so I was gonna visit and surprise him with something.  But what?  An embarrassing display of balloons?  A cake?  I'd be all for the balloons except I don't know any nearby party stores or places with balloons.  Also, I have less than an hour to do this, whatever it is.  I get out of class at two and have to be at babysitting at three.  So I guess I'll just go to stop&shop and see what I can find.
Anywho I should probably get back to more productive things.
Happy rain day!

So first off, The Lucky One sucked.  Don't see it.  All of you that are thinking "I told you so" and "what did you expect?" can cool it because I expected a Nicholas Sparks masterpiece on the same level as A Walk to Remember and The Notebook.  It's hit or miss with NS movies, and The Lucky One can be tossed in the miss pile along with The Last Song.
Anywho, it's that time of year again and the panic is setting in.  I'm so anxious!  The end of the year is so close yet so far and I have so many little things to do which are just the worst because they're so small and meaningless, yet so time consuming and necessary.  And my motivation packed up and left about a week and a half ago, so it's just me fighting this battle alone.
Also, I received wonderful news the other day.
Eli is staying in Massachusetts indefinitely.  Things in Michigan are on hold for now so he's not leaving yet!!!  Also his birthday is tomorrow, but that's just a fun fact.
Anywho, I'm getting really nervous because there are so many things coming up that I need to be preparing for (projects, finals, la vida bootcamp...) and I feel like I'm not off to a good start.  I expect a lot of myself and I when things seem like they're not going well I tend to quit and run before I have the chance to fail.  So this is me not quitting nor running, but instead freaking out.
Sometimes I just want to sit with someone over tea and exclaim my frustrations on life and how hard everything is.  But then I realize that there is not a single person that doesn't endure difficulties, so I have to pretty much suck it up and move on.
Okay it's time for bed.  Goodnight!

In twenty-five days I will be finished with my sophomore year.
I wanna throw up.
The good thing is that I don't have a disgusting amount of work to do in the next few weeks, just a normal amount.  Three (easy) papers and a documentary is about all there is standing between me and finals.
However, it's becoming quite difficult to finish these tasks.
For example, my first draft of my treatment/documentary is due tomorrow as well as an impossible reading of Tarkovsky and a bunch of discussion questions.
So what am I doing?  Getting ready to go see The Lucky One in theatres with Kesh.
Naturally.
Also, Golden Goose was on Friday and the boys did not disappoint.  More on that later.
Happy Sunday!

Countdowns & Catch-Ups

Classes left:
Spanish- 5
Perspectives on Communication- 9
Visual Storytelling- 8
Astronomy- 9

Yes.  That looks great.
Three weeks from today is reading day.  Four weeks is jury duty.
Also, Eli moves to Michigan in less than three weeks.  Moves away for good, and suddenly I feel like I haven't had enough time with him.  We've been friends for six years, and I've seen him regularly for the last two years, and i feel like it's still not enough time to be able to happily send him off to Michigan.
Oh, life.  The transitions are what get to me.  And I haven't really gone through any crazy big changes yet, aside from moving to college.
Also, I'm obsessed with the hunger games soundtrack.  It's kind of folky and depressing, but it's sooooo goood.
I feel like I want to be in the hunger games.  Sike, we all know I'd be the first to die.  But at the same time, Katniss's life is so exciting and meaningful and I'm envious.
Now that I've confessed my jealousy for a fictional character, I think I'll wrap this post up.
Happy Thursday!

So I'm reading the hunger games in silence and all of a sudden a loud noise startles me and I jump.  There's a lone goose flying over the dorm outside my window honking like crazy in the dark.  And for the last five minutes as I sit here by the window all I can think of is how sad the goose's relentless honking sounded and how it reminded me of a little kid lost in a supermarket calling for his mom.
I hope the goose finds whoever it's looking for.
Anyways, now that I sound completely nuts, I'm going to tell you about the Hunger Games.
I saw the movie last friday and it was excellent.  Really really excellent.  I started the books yesterday because the movie was so good and let me tell you, the books are even better (as they should be).  I've heard that the series is supposed to be very gender neutral, but I really can't imagine any guy I know getting into this book.  I think it's great, I started it yesterday afternoon and I'm three chapters from the end.
Also, it finally happened: a wasp has made its way into our suite.  Sarah and I noticed in the fall that there was a wasp's nest outside of our window but figured it couldn't do any harm to us, being that the windows are thick and sturdy.  Or so we thought.  Since the weather's turned abruptly into spring, the wasps are back and I've been saying all semester that if one of those wasps get into our room somehow, I'm moving out because I know that will only be the beginning.
I do not like bees.  Wasps and hornets especially, but anything that buzzes with a stinger is borderline petrifying for me.  I'm not particularly afraid of spiders or ants or other bugs, but I lose it when it comes to bee-like creatures.  So, I go into the bathroom today and turn on my straightener, and what do I find on the wall next to the mirror?
A wasp.  So I turn off the straightener and book it, shouting to Tibbs and Kesha about what I've found on my way out.  And of course when they go in to investigate, it's gone.  Sneaky little insect.
Anywho about an hour or two later Laura and I go in again to find him once and for all, and I see him sitting in the bathtub between the shower curtains.  Lucky for me I have Laura the wasp-slayer, and the sneaky wasp is now dead and flushed.
But I'm serious about the moving out thing.  If this happens again I'm going to assume that the wasps have some easy entry between their nest and my room and will not live here until the nest is gone.  I freaking hate those things.
Anywho, I'm off to finish the book!

Oh, what a marvelous break. In order to prolong the joy, we aren't leaving until tomorrow morning, as I have a meeting with my advisor at noon to pick classes.
Right now Kesh and I are at this precious little cafe in her town doing homework.  I'm eating a grilled cheese/avocado/tomato sandwich and drinking blueberry green tea.  Oh, the joy.
Unfortunately I have a spanish essay due tomorrow at 2pm so I'd better get cracking.
Happy Monday!