All At Once

It has been a really long time since I posted. For now, I'll chalk it up to school, Crusade, IM Soccer, and house stuff all starting at once. The past week has been strangely busy and un-busy. Let me explain. I have classes Tuesdays and Thursdays, with Monday, Wednesday and Fridays off. One would think that those 24 hour periods might be spent doing something productive, but I find myself waking up at noon on those days and lazing about until dinner time. I justify this by saying that I'm recovering from the previous days which overflow with activity. And somehow it always ends up that I get more homework done on the days that are packed than on the days that are completely empty. One would think that after 4 years of IB in high school, and 3.5 years of college that I would be better at time management and self-motivation, yet I remain a college senior on the verge of graduating who can't seem to get her homework done. Proposed solution: get more busy.

Anyway. I'm going to bed now. One element of the "get more busy" plan is waking up at 6 A.M. to go to the gym with C. That and planning excessively extravagant meals for myself to cook. What was I thinking?

Opening Sentences

For the first time in a long time, I'm sitting down to write without having any topic in mind. Over the break I constantly constructed opening sentences for posts in my head. "When did Christmas become just another day?" or "With every day that I work at a desk job, I become more and more convinced that people were meant to work outside." For some reason, I never sat down to actually flesh out those thoughts. Perhaps it was the death of a friend, or simply laziness and an absence of the desire to do something productive--it was Christmas after all. The Nintendo Wii probably had something to do with it as well. Whatever the case, I didn't write (or read, for that matter) as much as I had intended. Now that the semester has started and I have a pile of books to read that is no less than one and a half feet tall, I doubt I will get to read what I wanted to read or write over Christmas vacation.

And now for some random thoughts.
The O on my keyboard feels funny, like there's something under it.
I hope they don't deposit my house bill check until financial aid comes in.
Books this semester were obscenely expensive (>$315). Thank goodness for Bright Futures and generous old ladies.
I'm pretty sure my Theatre Encounters professor is a feminist. Book list includes:

• Caryl Churchill- "Top Girls"
• Suzan-Lori Parks - "The America Play"
• Paula Vogel - "How I Learned to Drive"
• Lillian Hellman - "The Children's Hour"
• Theresa Rebeck - "The Family of Mann"
• Eve Ensler - "The Good Body"
  
• Alice Childress - "Wedding Band"

That will be...fun...
My bathroom smells funny. Always.
The distance from Tallahassee to Orlando makes a big difference temperature wise. Current temperature in Tallahassee: 59 degrees Fahrenheit. Current temperature in Orlando: 72 degrees Fahrenheit.
You can't make everyone happy.
I enjoy solitude.
Having a video games at school is weird (enjoyable, but weird).

I guess this post requires some explanation. Matt Beard was my neighbor at school, he lived in the Rotary Scholarship House, and I live next door. I met Matt in Fall of 2004 when ADK-Rotary relations began to blossom and we actually spent some time with each other. Since that semester Matt and I were on friendly terms. We would say "hi" to each other as we passed on campus. I got to know him a little better this last semester when I spent more time with the boys next door. Most of the time I saw him he was studying for something in the dining room. I would throw darts and we'd chat about whatever. We were not close, but I counted him among my friends.

Shortly before Christmas he was in a car accident caused by a drunk driver. The injuries sustained in the collision put him into a coma. He died last Friday.

Dear Santa...

... (if you exist),

I have been a good girl this year (relatively) and would like the following items for Christmas. If you can't afford them on a missionary's salary, that's okay.

• Passion, inspiration, courage
• An A in Advanced Shakespeare (I got it)
• A MacBook (if you're even thinking about it, you probably should talk to me)
  
• Photoshop (to go with the new MacBook...again with the talk to me)
• A New Bible (one that doesn't have cartoons named Jericho Joe and audacious multi-colored pages with titles like "Sex," "School," and "Dating" across the top)
• New Bible would preferably have the word "Study" in it somewhere on the cover.
• a book light
• A Nintendo Wii (if it so happens that the Brotherito and I aren't able to get one before then)
• A sense of style
• A calendar
• Harry Potters 1-3 DVD (Special Editions)
• Animaniacs Season 2 on DVD
• Pinky and the Brain Seasons 1 and 2 on DVD
• my two front teeth
  

At the End of All Things

Can it be possible that I still have a desire to write after the night I just had? I suppose it is, for here I sit, my butt in the same chair it's been in since 11pm last night (with a few breaks, of course). Every part of my body aches a little, especially my fingers and my eyes. I could do with some sleep right about now. I don't want to though, because I know that if I do I might not wake up in time to get to class and turn in this paper. That would be disastrous, and I don't want to risk it.

Last week I looked at my to do list wondering if it would all get done. I can say with confidence that if God didn't come in and bail me out, I probably wouldn't have made it with my sanity intact. There was just too much to do. Better time management throughout the semester and especially this past weekend (I'm still trying to figure out why I read Equus Friday night instead of Doctor Faustus) would have alleviated some of the stress I've felt in the last 48 hours. But that is all a part of the learning experience. That's probably why I'm in college. Anyway, I'm beginning to think that me writing when my brain feels like mush is probably a bad idea. So, I'm going to go now. Hunt down some food maybe. Mmmmm...food.

Oh, and I feel like I need to vomit. Perhaps its from staying up all night.

Assignment 8 Again

Here's the final product. I might go in and make minor changes later, but that's basically it.


I have one more day of classes and one final exam, and then I'm done. I really can't wait. This week has sucked to say the least. Anyway, off to write a paper.

(See an earlier version here)

Photoshop Assignment 8

This was basically created completely in Photoshop. By that I mean, all of the elements of the image were alone, and I just put them together. I don't think it's quite done yet, but I think I'm pretty close.

I would keep working, but I'm very tired and quite ready to do something else. I'm sick of messing with shadows...