Pretty

Last night I saw one of the most beautiful things on this earth: the almost-full moon over Lake Michigan at night.

I don't know what it is about the lake, but whenever I see it I automatically think "home". Strange, but oh well.

Tomorrow is going to be a very interesting day. I can tell.

Clean

Today seems like the perfect day to get some spring cleaning done. So I opened all the blinds and dug right in.

I've got the bathroom all clean (almost, I need a good tile cleaner for the shower), and I'm doing some laundry as well. Which, if you know me, is a feat in and of itself.

I'm going out later tonight, so I want to get as much done now as I can. and Sarah's coming over to be my best friend and do her best friend-ly duties. I love her.

Finals

MATC is really weird with finals. I had two this week, and two next week. No, scratch that. I didn't have a final at all for my death and dying course. Actually, I don't even think I passed that course so I guess it doesn't matter. Last I checked, I had a U. Which I'm hoping won't pull down my GPA.

I took my creative writing final, which went smoothly until I got to the poetry part, which I hadn't even studied at all. In fact, I think I was half awake during that particular lecture. Ha.

I have my History of the Vietnam War Years final on Monday night. I should really be doing the essay portion (since it is worth 80% of my grade), but I find myself blogging instead. I'll do some of it on my lunch tomorrow or something. Or Sunday. Or I'll do what I did for the midterm and procrastinate til Monday morning and spend the day freaking out.

My Sociology final is on Thursday, I'm not worried about that one at all though. I mean, for god's sake, I sleep, play tic tac toe, and read the paper in that class, and I have an A. Seriously.

I don't know what's going on relationship-wise around here. It's all gotten so complicated I'm just shrugging my shoulders and doing whatever I feel like.

Oh, and I'm baking a cake. Well, two small cakes, to layer. Sorry Sarah, I know your birthday was a week ago, but in my defense, I had no eggs! I do have green sprinkles though.

And my apartment smells like delicious cake. Yum.

Poetry

Ode To Starbucks

Great Mecca of caffeine addicts

Your green shining beacon permeates through sleepy eyelids

The scent of your decadent sustenance uplifts weary souls

You accept the tired, the perky, and the terminally trendy into your walls

None are turned away from the gloriously sugary beverages you produce

The melody of grinding beans and whirring blenders is music to my ears

For you, you are my haven

A respite from the rest of the non-coffee related world

A wondrous cavern filled to the brim with earth tones and comfortable seating,

Free Wi-fi and reasonably priced lattes, delicious pastries and cold frappuccinos

We flock to you, O great giver of delight

We bend to your will, and gracefully stop ordering discontinued syrups

Have mercy on us, for we seek only to feel caffeinated and trendy

Allow us to continue to congregate in your café,

For we would surely perish without thee.

Sometimes

Sometimes, you realize that everyone around you is sort of a douchebag. And then you get angry. But then you don't care because those people aren't worth associating with in the first place.

And then you throw a can of Dinty Moore at that person's face and laugh.

:)

Summer

Since exams are looming ahead and summer is on its way, I'm figuring I've got to have stuff to do. So, without further ado, here's what I want to do this summer.

• Do something really awesome for my birthday (that's still in progress)
• Get my first tattoo
• Summerfest
• Ethnic festivals (Indian Summer, Arabic World Fest, Festa Italiana, German Fest, Irish Fest)
• Go on a road trip (I'm thinking San Francisco.)
• Go to Canada
• Get really drunk with Sarah
• Go to the zoo
• Go to the museum
• Go to the art museum
• Go to Madison and hang out with Bochte

These are just a few things I can think of off the top of my head. I'm hoping to be able to drive by the end of June, because not being able to drive kind of sucks. Even though I live in a city, the public transportation in this particular city sucks butt.

Oh, funny story though. Last night I was standing in my living room. Then I woke up on the floor. I have no idea what happened, the only logical conclusion I can draw is that I passed out. But then I couldn't get up, because I was so weak and woozy. So I had to text Eric and he came home and helped me into bed. But then a few hours later I got back up to be sick. Fun times, fun times. Not. I still don't feel so great, which sucks because I want to get this place nice and cleaned up. Its starting to bother me.

Oh well, I'm gonna crawl back into bed for a little while, and maybe read. Toodles.

Energized

The thing about redbull is, it tastes like ass. But it works. I'm highly caffeinated right now. First, a Full Throttle, now, redbull. The thing with energy drinks, is once you've had one, you HAVE to have another, or you just crash. And I've got far too much to do to crash. I have to write poetry. Yes, poetry.

Let me just take this opportunity to say, I hate poetry. I sort of think poetry is stupid. Well, I can't say that. I enjoy reading poetry created by intelligent wordsmiths that know what they're doing. What's stupid, is when sad, pathetic teenagers write "depressing" poetry. And they're not even really writing poetry. They're just writing sentences without punctuation and no real grammatical structure. I understand free verse, I've written a few poems in free verse, but come on. At least let it be metered. Or something. Gah.

I'm so excited that Sarah is coming home in TWO DAYS. Seriously people. I'm stoked.

Hm...what else. I bought some new pants at the thrift store yesterday, and I went to hem them with my awesome jeans-hemming tutorial, but I made them too short. So I have to take out the seam I made and redo it to make the leg about an inch longer. I suck at measurement. At least I only did one leg. I hate being short. I wish I was normal height, so I could just buy pants. Seriously. I've said seriously a lot in this blog entry. Sorry. I blame the caffeine.

I also bought a lava lamp, but I can't figure out how Eric has everything plugged in. He has this thing where he HATES seeing cords, so everything is neatly hidden. And tucked away. And I can't find the origin of anything. I also don't want to disturb it. It's all neat and nice. Oh wait, I figured it out. Lava lamp ON!

Normalcy

Well, my hair is back to (mostly) normal. It's sort of auburn now, which I like. Nothing really of note has happened in my life lately. Pretty much just class and work.

Sarah gets home in less than a week. I'm very very glad that I'm getting my best friend back. Oh, and I might be getting a second job at Outpost. I'm excited about that too, because it seems like the kind of place where I'd fit right in. Unlike Starbucks. I thought it would be super cool and laid back to work for a coffee place, but not this one. Rules, rules, rules. You would think we'd be allowed more freedom of expression, but no. Whatever.

I'm just kind of tired. I do have tomorrow off though. The plan is to go to Goodwill and get new pants, because I'm not as, erm, big as I used to be. Then maybe, I don't know. Maybe I'll go out.

Mishap

For a second I thought this was the second blog post of today, but then I glanced at the clock and realized its past midnight so its technically Thursday. Whew. Not that I was concerned.

Today I had a hair dye mishap. I wanted to go red. Instead of waiting and going to see Jewels like I should have, I, like a fool, decided to buy a few boxes of dye and do it at home. My cousin helped me with the back, and all was well. Until I rinsed it. Turns out, the dye only dyed my roots, and not the rest of my hair. I probably should have used more. So I called my mom all freaking out and she came over with Herbal Essences shampoo (which is supposed to work wonders taking dye out). It didn't work. I have copper roots and brown hair. I look stupid. So I suppose I'm going to wear a hat or something tomorrow. I'm disappointed. I was hoping to have red hair. But I suppose, maybe it just wasn't in the cards. So I'm going to buy a box of brown dye and change it back before anybody has a chance to notice.

And next time, I'm going to wait and have it done by someone who knows what they're doing.