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Friday, September 30, 2005

*Slacker*

So... I haven't finished studying for History, and it's 3:15 in the morning. I've got the test at 8:00, and I plan to awaken around 6:00 to finish up some reading. Yay! No verse for tonight, because it'll take me forever to pick one out, and I definitely need to get those 2 1/2 hours of sleep. At least I'll be able to crash after the test. I'm done with schooling on Fridays by 10:00, so there's plenty of time right there if I think I need it. Anyway, goodnight... or is it morning?

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

That's it, I quit.

I just give up. That's really all I have to say right now. I didn't have time to read today so I just flipped it open to Psalms and found one that I thought applied pretty well to the way I'm feeling right now:

Psalm 115: 1-3
"1Not to us, LORD, not to us but to your name give glory because of your faithfulness and love. 2Why should the nations say, "Where is their God?" 3Our God is in heaven; whatever God wills is done."

Yeah, think on that.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Julie's Untitled Blog Post

I like DDR. A lot. I think I'm going to marry it. That's just one more thing that I'm engaged to. Ugh, I need to stop being such a loser. Alyssa... I hear you laughing right now through the wall. So... I'm going on a diet. I've decided that I don't like the way that I look, so I'm going to do something about it. I'm also going to go running whether I have someone to run with or not, because I really miss it. Also, I'm seriously considering learning Latin. It might take me a while, but it's something else to do. I also need to find a way to finish learning the guitar, and I need to organize my room. At least I'm able to do some things that I've been meaning to do for a while. Speaking of which, I'm going to start a "Verse of the Day" here on the blog. It'll be a verse that either applies to me, one that I find really interesting, or one that just strikes me at the moment.

Today's: Psalm 143: 11
"For your name's sake, LORD, give me life; in your justice lead me out of distress."

Sunday, September 25, 2005

All by myself. Don't wanna be all by myself...

Everyone went off to Don's room and I didn't go so now I'm just sitting here in my room on the computer... with nothing to do... I guess I could try homework or something productive, but I'll probably play video games instead. Rita's gone. Here in College Station everyone was perfectly safe. In fact, it barely sprinkled here. The only effect from Rita was increased wind speed, but even then it was only about 20-30mph.

Story Time: (I don't know if I told this story like a month ago when it happened, but I think now's as good a time as any.)

So, we have a lot of cats. Mostly because one of our cats had kittens about 5 months ago, and we kept three of them, giving us a grand total of 5 cats. Of course, the parentals didn't exactly want more, so about a month ago my mom took Calculator (the mother cat) to the vet to get her spade so she wouldn't have any more kittens. As is procedure, the vet gave Callie a check-up before performing the operation. As the felt around, she discovered some sort of lump inside Callie and decided it might be a good idea to take an x-ray just to make sure that it wasn't something to worry about. So, she took the x-ray and brought it back to my mom to deliver the news.
"Ma'am, I think that your cat may be pregnant."
"Oh, great! My husband will love that," my mom replied.
"Well, I don't know for sure, and I can still perform the procedure if you'd like."
"But if she's pregnant wouldn't it kill the kittens if you did perform the surgery?"
"Yes... would it matter?"
"YES! I'm not killing little kittens!"
So Mom took Callie home, and yesterday she gave birth to 5 healthy kittens. THE END.

Also, I can't decide if I'm gaining weight, or losing weight. I mean, my pants are all way too big, which is especially bad since I left my one and only belt at home last weekend, but my stomach looks like it's getting bigger. I can't really tell what's changing, and I don't think a person can just "feel lighter". Maybe my pants are all just stretching out... a lot... At any rate, I really really really want to start running again. One of you should join me. Yes, join me, and together we could rule the world! and by that I mean we could "run" the world, and by that I mean run around campus. Whatev.

Friday, September 23, 2005

Wishful thinking...

I've decided to learn another language. I'm tired of only being able to use English and some French. I want to learn something different and interesting. So, I'm going to be taking suggestions of languages to learn. I haven't decided how I'll go about learning it, but rest-assured if you talk to me in 6 months I'm bound to be able to speak to you in a nother language. I actually found this thing that says that I could learn a language in 10 days, but I'm not sure that I'd actually believe that. Of course, I wish it were that simple, but I'm not sure it could be. Anyway, I was thinking about Russian or German, and maybe Latin. I know it's dead, but the best language is a dead language.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

"I mean, I'm weird, man."

  • I don't like to set my alarm clock to times ending in 0, 5, or any even number.
  • When drinking through a straw, I keep the bottom tip of the straw in the ice of my drink to allow me to sip the coldest part of the liquid.
  • I don't like females to touch my face.
  • When preparing for bed, I have to brush my teeth before I wash my face. If the reverse occurs, I'll simply do both again to correct the mistake.
  • I watch the Weather Channel for entertainment.
  • If I don't like the way I wrote a word, I'll cross it out and rewrite it until I'm pleased with its appearance.
  • At any time in my hours of being awake, there's a 63% chance that I am afflicted by some form of a head or stomach ache. (Don't think I didn't calculate this.)
  • I have very small organs and therefore have never won a breath-holding contest, nor have I come in anywhere besides last when it comes to how-much-_______-can-you-shove-in-your-mouth contests.
  • I hate the term that's a synonym for "something that really irks you". I refuse to type it out because I cringe at reading or hearing it, but if you don't know what I'm referring to, you're out of luck.
  • I think that intelligence is much sexier than physical appearance.
  • "Pretty", to me, requires that the person have a great personality accompanying an attractive physical appearance.
  • I don't like candy.
  • I refuse to drink directly from cans.
  • I consider myself an ice connoisseur.
  • I'm engaged to about 12 inanimate objects... and none of them know about each other, so don't say anything. Well, the tray return in Sbisa keeps cheating on me, but it always manages to win me back.

The End is Nigh

Well, I finally have the internet in my room, but for all I know that'll be short-lived. Rita will destroy us all. Well, that's untrue. Actually, I expect that College Station will only be hit by the feeder bands of Rita, which will have dissipated to tropical storm strength by the time they pass over enough land to reach us. Supposedly many a tornado will be spawned, but I'm not really that worried about the tornadoes up here. Of course, in the LJ, I'm not so sure I expect to have a house the next time I "go home". It's such a strange thought. I've lived in that house for 13 years, and within the next week it may be gone? The past few days I've felt so shallow. I'll sit here and complain about something like breaking a nail during bowling (it hurts a lot, trust me), but there are people that have to worry about not having a house to come home to. It's alright, I already know I'm a terrible person. By the way, Katherine and I will be mourning the loss of my nail this coming Monday. That eulogy better be good, Kat. My nail and I were together for 3 weeks and it meant a lot to me. Anyway, I think it's naptime... or study time since I have a quiz in Weather Lab.

Friday, September 16, 2005

STOP!

It's about time someone made a list of blog rules so that we all know how to post, comment, and refer to blogs. Following Mr. White's suggestion at El Toro's the other day, I think Ross will corroborate with me on this to make it perfect. That way, everyone will know everything there is to know about posting, and how much free time we have here at college. I've been fiddling with pictures that I took this summer in Paint, since I'm an uberloser and don't have Photoshop, and I've come to realize that I really need to manage my time better. I mean, there I was playing on the computer, and I have a test in Atmospheric Science on Tuesday. Was it a good idea? Probably not. But if I could go back in time and be studying would I? Probably not, because I'm a loser and already know basic meteorology and therefore have no reason to be studying. Absolutely everything we've gone over in class so far I've already known. Some of it was even covered in Astronomy. It's kind of sad that I haven't really learned anything new, but by the same token, it's nice to have free time... which I spend sleeping or on the computer. I seem to be the only one that scheduled all my classes for the morning. Why wouldn't you want to have free afternoons? Granted, I don't like waking up early, but I do like to get all my classes out of the way. I'm done every day by 12:30. Well, Tuesdays and Thursdays I have Psychology at 5:30, but I added that one after the first few days of class so that I could be in class with Ashley and Alyssa. Anyway, the first home game is this weekend, and I'm not going because, unlike the average Aggie, I don't have a sports pass. Not that I didn't plan on getting one, I just haven't gotten around to it, because I really don't care all that much. *Gasp* Blasphemy! Oh! I almost forgot to mention that I qualified for a special phsychological experiment. Apparently, they want me for study about psychophysiological reactions. Sounds good to me. It means that I get all my hours out of the way. Sadly... I'd be there for 4 hours, but at leats I'd get it all done and not have to worry about it anymore. I'm definitely going to do it. Ashley qualifies, too, so we can do it together. Rachel... I love your stapler. I'm so insanely jealous. Speaking of the stapler, we really need to watch Office Space again. I like that movie a whole lot.

I've discovered that I laugh too hard. Seriously. I'll just be sitting on the floor, watching commercials, and one will come on that is only moderately funny and I can't stop laughing. I'll sit there for a good 5 minutes just laughing and laughing. I'll give you a commercial example to further explain my point. You know that commercial for T-Mobile in which the dad is walking around getting onto his kids for talking too often, and he walks in on his son, wearing a dress, putting on makeup, and the father says, "Son, we need to talk." And then the son tries to say something in reply like, "Dad, I'm sorry," but then the guy just says, "Ten calls a day?" I mean, it's not even that funny, and I just sit on the floor rolling in laughter. That's not normal, and I'm pretty sure I'm frowned upon when I do it. Oh, man. There's that one commercial... it's kind of old, but it's the one for some bank or something about common sense, and there's this nature guide in a jungle trying to study lions, and in order to infiltrate their pack, he wears a lion head. It just shows him slowly stepping closer and closer to the lions, and then it says, "People don't always use common sense..." Yeah. I need a life.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, JULIE!

I meant to do this yesterday. (I = Rachel) Julie has her password remembered on the computer, so I win.

HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, JULIE!
HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, JULIE!
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Goodness, that's a lot of "HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, JULIE!"'s.

HAPPY 19th, BIRTHDAY, JULIE!

Congratulations. You're OLD!

Love,
R@CH3L

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Grrr... Arg...

Ah... Buffy. I think Talley may be the only one that understands that. Anywho, not a big fan of college thus far. My problems stem not from the classes or the obscene amount of reading they want me to do. In fact, I'm glad that they gave me all this work. It gives me something to do instead of count the bricks in my room, and don't think that I don't know how many there are, how many are on each side of the wall, and how many are placed between the windows. I know everything there is to know about the bricks in my wall. I could even draw you a relatively accurate picture of the entire room. Of course, I have an exceptionally good memory when it comes to pictures so that's no real feat. However, homework gives me something to do with my time. No, my dilemmas bloom from the weed that is dorm life. There's not enough space, I'm not a big fan of the fact that I can hardly see in my shower since half the lights in the bathroom are out, the peeling of paint on my bathroom door, the white, empty walls, no alone time, and being able to hear absolutely everything that my neighbors say. Rachel... I also miss being able to drive around aimlessly listening to music as loud as I want and singing as loud as I want. Of course, with gas prices as high as they are, I doubt my parents would want me to do that anyway. I miss being able to step onto the floor and not worry about how cold it's going to be. I miss being able to sit in front of my mirror to get ready for the day. I even miss being able to get ready the way that I used to. Now that I'm up there, I have to create a completely new pattern for day preparation. I miss eating. I pretty much don't do it anymore. I have to walk down four flights of stairs and then back up those stairs if I want to eat an actual meal, and most of the time it's just not that worth it to me. Friday I didn't eat at all, and then Saturday I didn't eat until 7:00 pm. My hair is beginning to fall out. I'm not sure if it's because of the stress, depression, lack of nutrients, or even because I've been using a different shampoo. I only know that I don't like it and I want it to stop. My only hope is looking to the future, realizing that I'll be used to it in a couple of months and everything will be fine.

My birthday is coming up on the 13th. Hooray! One of the few things that keeps my spirits up. I'm way too old. It's hard to believe that I'm already in college. Next year I won't even be a teenager. I doubt anything will happen on my birthday other than half my family calling. Maybe I'll have a joint party with Ashley's car, since it'll be returning this week. That would be neat. That reminds me that I have to buy it a present. I think maybe I'll just make it a card. We're going to throw it a surprise party. It's going to be awesome. It'll never see it coming... mostly because it's not a living creature.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Mini-update

I have yet to secure an adequate computer for myself. Currently, I'm using one of the computers in the Student Computer Center for my own personal gain. I'm supposed to be doing some work for my math class, but the TA hasn't even said anything to us yet, so I don't even know what I'm supposed to be doing. Whatev. My mother sent me my dad's laptop, but sent it without any cables, so it was useless to me until she sent the cables. Now that I have to cables, it's still pretty useless to me because she didn't sent an Ethernet cable. I know she's just trying to help me out, but so far it hasn't really done anything helpful... Someday I'll have my own computer and it will be better than all of yours combined! I'm lying, but I'll at least have my own. We're starting now. Peace out.