Already tired

I've only been working one hour so far and I'm already seeing spots and feeling like a nap.

The basketball players just came walking in. They were being loud as usual as they walked past me and into the elevator. Seriously - what makes them SO weak as to not be able to walk up or down ONE flight of stairs? They sure seem healthy enough. Even I (who am not in the best of shape) go up and down those stairs. I feel silly when I use the elevator like this.

Uh... one of them just snuck out. Hehehe, made a showing and getting away. Funny. They seem to believe they own everything - a bit too arrogant for me. And one day, one of them kept saying "holla Back Girl" to me and of course, I ignored them as usual - hehe having been an RA, it gives you the right choices to make when you feel threatened or annoyed by people - you know how to react. Well, I finally looked up the meaning and here it is:

• NOUN: A girl that is willing to be treated like a doormat or booty call. She is a girl that will allow guys to do whatever they want with her and will just wait for them to 'holla back' at them.
• VERB: a member of a cheerleading squad who repeats – hollers back - words that the squad leader shouts out to them.
• Gwen Stefani uses the term brilliantly in her song "Hollaback Girl", both as a simile and a metaphor. She’s letting the guys know that she ain’t a booty call and that she’s not gonna be sitting around waiting for them to “holla back”. She’s “been around the track a few times” so it’s not gonna happen again. She uses the cheerleading terminology as a metaphor, she’s a “squad” leader not a follower.

Well, I guess it was good that I am not one of those girls that constantly get called "shorty" by them. These girls walk by and start giggling as soon as one gets even a teensy bit of attention. Gah, I'd rather have my tongue pierced than spend one hour near them. There are a few exceptions, however, but few needs to be looked at in earnest.

Ah cripes, foot and leg just fell asleep on my left. /sigh

Hehehe!

Thanks Aspen for the link to find these fun things... Getting a kick out of them. However, the birthday one was totally off!

What Your Underwear Says About You

You buy the sexiest underwear you kind find, and always have something hot on underneath your clothes. You're comfortable in your own skin - and don't care to impress anyone.

The Underwear Oracle

Hmm 21 days later

Yes, I have been relaxed in some of the areas of my life that probably shouldn't be.

I am currently trying to do everything all at once, and I just can't seem to do it. Bah, time is going too fast.

Ich liebe Deutschklass. I am not all that great at German, but I am sure enjoying it! Why can't I be terrific at it? Can you imagine how much I'd love German then?!

Oak Hall Council is doing some terrific things and I'm very excited about the activities. We plan on doing a safe sex/alcohol awareness activity in 2 weeks. We're holding an icebreaker as the residents come in, free drinks (mocktails), music, a "talk" by the RAs about happenings on campus and society, booths with condoms and pamphlets and information, games, and lots of prizes! Then, we plan on a haunted house - which may or may not be a blast. I plan on making it a blast - now that I know we have the help!

hmmmm

I've been reading up on Edda's and the Tree of Life is VERY interesting to me. It says inTitchenell's, The Masks of Odin: Wisdom of the Ancient Norse, that almost every myth/religion has some sort of tree symbolism. What is it about trees? An only constant in the world? Until humans are finally rid of them in the future? Or will trees even live on past us - their roots going much deeper into the actual soil than we do... they LIVE within the earth and are a part of the spirituality - we die and are placed into the earth to become part of it after we have helped destroy it. All we do is use. But, then, what would the earth be for except to be appreciated and/or abused? Ah! The meaning of life. The eternal Truth with a big T.

Wish I knew what it was, then I'd be famous... or more likely, condemned as a nutcase or very smug in having TMI. Mystery has its merit.

Ah rambling, love it! Going to go read some more. Perhaps I'll just read the Hobit for an hour, then some more on Eddas, and perhaps a bit of Hall Council paperwork.

Oodles of toodles

Well, a lot of exciting things going on. I feel as if a lot could happen in the next few months that will change everything.

I've been to The Brothers Grimm twice now - interesting and spell-binding movie. Jake, one of the brothers, reminds me of my cousin. He wishes things like that were true also. But then, who doesn't wish those fantastic tales were true? Wouldn't the mundanity of some of our life be more colorful and rich if there were ogres hiding under rocks in the alleys and witches living next door?

So many ideas - so little time.

Iceland seems to be within my grasp - so excited about that thought. German class is going very well - I am apparently at the right level of class and am stumbling - but not any worse or better than the others. Yay! I am not a total loss hehehe

Tolkien is exciting for me - I promised myself I would look more into other parts that I haven't before - The Silmarillion for one. I hope that I get to go through this and maybe write my final paper on it.

But - time for me to do some homework... toddleooo

So quiet and Peaceful

Here I am, working at the library.

The silence is almost stifling, but it is actually a comfortable wrapping around the inner ear and calm.

I have already read and editted a paper from B, read almost the rest of the book, Heroes of Iceland by Allen French (Awesome!! I love this stuff) and am just wanting to write down a little post before I read the rest.

Any one else notice how peoples faces change with the different programs they use? one I see is playing games and reading things off the internet - her face is strained and almost angry/concentrating countenance. The other is chatting on MSN and has the largest smile on their face and laughs off and on - very fidgetty too. There is quite a point in this little observance - we are happier in actual interaction of 'others' - Be it online, phone or in person. Screw the computer and its lifelessness! Hang out with friends, TALK to a neighbor, Chat online with non-perverts, Play online games that bring you into SOME kind of contact - Enjoy the human race - Oh, and call your grandma. Don't get cut off.

Let sleeping fish lie

All moved into the dorms. Wonderful room and so good to be back. Enjoying the time with D again. As for the comments on previous post - I tried to explain a bit more of what I meant. Hopefully not treading on anyone. I do agree at times with both sides - which is normal for me - listen to everyone else and slowly come to my own decision.

Right now - I feel like writing. But why am I writing in my blog and not being creative and writing a story? Why do I still sit here when my back is hurting and no matter how many stretching my shoulders back's - I can't seem to crack the spot that feels stuck. Sitting here in the dim light, black tanktop and shorts, slightly chilly from my open window - but the curtains are closed because I live right across from maple hall now and people could see into my room.

Now, If the window bothers me that much and yet I am still blogging - what's the difference? The people reading my blog can see more of the real me than someone accidentally glancing in my window and seeing me combing my hair. And yet, I sit here writing and yet my curtains are cutting me off from the outside.

I suppose I do use a curtain in my mind - cutting people off from certain parts of my day. Like - I probably wouldn't come onto my blog everytime I got a sliver. I probably wouldn't be able to type if I had one anyway!

Why can't I just walk away from the blog? I use it - oh yes. I use it as my homepage and look at my favorite sites. I make to do lists that I don't look at again. I check the comments for that rare hope that someone may have left me one - and when I get one, I am like a kid with a brand new dollar bill.

Hmm someone is revving their engines and screeching their tires outside. Someones bored!!

Well, I feel like I am blogged out for now. Time for bed. Hope you all enjoy the last few days of Holiday!

PS - anyone want me to give a heads up when I drop French? Can't remember who. I need to take Latin - not french - go figure hehehe

Summer trails

Ahh - that's as poetic as I get in a title. Well, I need to put a to do list at the end of this, but I will throw in an actual blog entry .

One thing I have found is that I am quickly running out of money for my summer. My trip to the Ren Fair and to Valley Fair this last weekend was the last straw. I'll have to ask Mom for a little loan so I can move into the dorms and be ready for living on my own again.

My right arm is in turmoil. I don't have health insurance ATM and so I end up suffering with this tendonitis crap. They tested me for carpal tunnel and said that was negative. But, it's killing me to do some things (especially after hanging onto the scary rides on Sunday at Valley Fair).

Personal news all over on my end, but don't think I'll discuss anything of that nature here. D doesn't particularly like blogs and I don't want him to feel uncomfortable about my having one.

And sometimes I wonder if I should go ahead and stop blogging. I had a professor call it an "immodest" hobby and you know what? I actually agree with him. It is immodest and it seems sometimes to be something... of a burden.

To Do:

• E-Mail O'Donnell at UND
• Check Bill's Thesis
• Call Amy about HC Office and perhaps moving in early
• Help Aspen move into dorm
• Clean out Car