FAIL

I have about ten minutes until I need to leave for class. Astros lost last night... again. I stayed up late watching it. Well, when I say late I mean 1:30, which really isn't the same thing as when I went to bed at 3:30. Sure, I could have gone to bed at 1:30, but that would still mean that I had an essay that I'd need to wake up and write at 4:30. Bleh on the essay. I think I made an accurate attempt at answering the question, but the prompt wasn't exactly accurate in itself. It forced me to make certain assumptions about the characteristics of a particular author, and I wasn't very fond of that fact. It's pointless to try and explain what the essay pertained to, but rest-assured, it was stupid. Geez, how do I manage not to have time to blog? I actually woke up this morning. Ten points and a bag of cookies for me. No, seriously. I actually bought myself some cookies from the machine downstairs to reward myself for waking up on the 2 and a half hours of sleep I got last night. I'll enjoy those on the way back from History. Ugh, time to head off.

Eh?

I've erased everything from May of 2004 because I'm just plain ashamed of it all. The only thing left is my first post, which wasn't even interesting to begin with, but I kept it around because it's the first one, and I might as well. I was reading through past posts, and I realized that I haven't changed all that much. As soon as Lucas and I broke up I became a fairly different person, and this blog was made as soon as our relationship began to close. I don't even remember why I made this thing in the first place, but I'm glad I did. I got a livejournal the other day, but it's unimportant in comparison to this one. Its only significance is its allowance to have me comment on other livejournals without having to remain anonymous. I have a Meteorology test tomorrow, which I haven't even started to study for. All I've done recently is eat, sleep, and go to class. I've also got a lab due at 5:00 today for my Meteorology Lab, but I haven't even started it yet. I expect that I shant begin until around 3:00, as usual. I intend on spending my time cleaning up my room, which really needs to be done. Ugh, I have to fold my clothes... and take out the trash... and clean off my desk so I actually have a little space. OH MAN! I just noticed that I forgot to eat my cookies from lunch. Now I can save them for later. Maybe I can eat them during LOST.

Anyway, the plan was to come home this weekend, but I can't seem to find a ride... in either direction. Ross says he can come pick me up on Friday because he doesn't have school on Friday, but it's absurd to even suggest that he come to pick me up. Then there's the question of getting back up here. Rachel's Confirmation doesn't even start until 3:00 on Sunday, which means I won't even be able to leave until 6ish Sunday night, AND Matt, Christy, and I have a project that we need to work on for Monday class. Christy can't work on it Friday, and I can't work on it the rest of the weekend, and Sunday I won't be getting back until late. And it's not like we can just do it Thursday because it's a forecast for Monday. We're going to need to use radar imagery that was taken over the weekend to best forecast. Plus, on Monday we're going to have to talk about current weather... and the weather on Monday certainly isn't going to be the same as the weather on Thursday. Maybe similar in College Station, but not across the continental U.S. I was so looking forward to this project, especially since I was lucky enough to end up in a group with Christy and Matt, but I can't figure out how it's going to work if I go home this weekend. Bleh.

Anyway, I had a lot of fun this past weekend, although I would like to have been able to finish the all the "Scream" movies. I didn't get to see last week's episode of LOST, but I can watch it this weekend with Ross if I can get home and still find a ride back up. Today I also decided that I just plain don't like cokes. Not Sprite, not Coke, not Dr. Pepper, not even Root Beer. Well, IBC is still awesome, but in general I'm not a big fan. Just another thing to add to the list of edible things that I don't like. Speaking of lists, I'm making one about all the weird things about me. I'm hoping to make it to 100, but I may have to stretch it. I'm also going to make a list of the pros and cons of being stranded in the desert vs. the Yukon. Until then, enjoy some new pictures.

Yessssssssss...

I just discovered the best news EVER: Berry Berry Kix is sold at the Wal-Mart in College Station. I can die happy.

Belt, belt. Wherefore art thou, belt?

I can take off my pants without having to unbutton or unzip them. I need a belt.

Jeremiah 13: 15-16
"15Give ear, listen humbly, for the LORD speaks. 16Give glory to the LORD, your GOD, before it grows dark; Before your feet stumble on darkening mountains; Before the light you look for turns to darkness, changes into black clouds."

I is smarter than an computer

I've outsmarted the blasted anonymous advertisers. Unfortunately, if you want to comment you're all going to have to confirm that you're human. Sorry, Trevor, it looks like you won't get to comment anymore. Anyway, when you try to comment you'll have to enter in a letter-number code that Blogger asks you, since only a human could decipher that and punch it in. It'll also keep the illiterate from commenting on my blog. Of course, the fact that they're illiterate sort of prevented them from commenting in the first place, but whatev. I have had a completely unproductive day, as I anticipated, and it's awesome. All I've done is sit in my room, mess around on the computer, read, and sleep. I didn't even wake up until around 1:00. I love free time. I actually planned on finishing unpacking all my stuff, but *lazy*, so it hasn't happened, yet. I've got to edit my "to-do" list. I'm coming up with new things everyday. I even just came up with one now, but I also just forgot it. Fudge. I hope I remember it soon, because it was a good one. Anyway, expect another post later with the verse(s). And yes, I know that this post was written directly after the other one was published, but I have no life.

Mysterious? Painful works, too.

Yeseterday I had to take my History test, right? Right. I didn't go to bed until about 4:30, whence I set my alarm for 6:09 (because I'm Julie, and I do that). Now, since I know myself, I had to set my phone alarm, too because I knew that I wasn't going to get up for the first alarm. So, after I set that to 6:17, I allowed myself to pass out, which I did within seconds. Of course, when my first alarm went off, I just flipped the switch so that I could sleep some more, and when the second one went off I was like, "Well, I don't really need to study anymore. I think that I should just get some more sleep." Then when Cristen's alarm went off around 7:15 (My test was at 8:00 and so was her first class), I didn't feel like getting up. Around 7:25 I rolled over and noticed that I had left my desk light on or something, so I got up to turn it off. As I flipped it off I was thinking in the back of my mind, "There's no way I'm going to be able to stay awake for this test. I need to take a shower to wake me up. Darn it, there's no time for a shower. I need something to wake me up." Just as I said it to myself, my Psychology book slid through the hole in the back of my chair and onto my right foot. I was definitely alerted when that ginormous book fell onto my foot. Blessing in disguise? I think so. There's no way I would have woken up without such a jolt. So on my way to class I said a little "Thank you" to God. Yes, he works in mysterious ways, but sometimes, as I can say from personal experience, they're painful.