Hm.

Blogging makes me really nervous. I guess it just makes my thoughts and perceptions vulnerable to others who may view it...so why don't I make it private?

Why would I?
I am not ashamed of who I am, decisions I've made, or my random stream of conscious thinking.

On that note, I have to go study for a communications quiz.

peace. love. and all that other junk.
ko

Authentic Leadership

Note: Remind me to write about kicking a person out of class.

I have about 5 minutes to myself right now, between theater class and my meeting with my Chinese group, our second to last meeting before the presentation that is HALF of our grade. Yeah, no big.

Apathy is setting in, which is not good, considering I have about 3 large papers to go, 3 small papers to go, and 3 large exams to go. 9 things, 9 days til I'm home, it'll all work out. It always does (somehow.)

I'm in the process of packing. And I really have never touched most of it. All semester. It will *not* be coming back with me!

I've had legally blonde musical stuck in my head alllll day (and I've liked it!)
"ELLE:
Omigod! Omigod you guys!
This one's perfect, and it's just my size!
See dreams really do come true you never have to comprimise.
Omigod!

DELTA NU'S:
Omigod! Omigod you guys!
Let's go home before some one cries.
If there ever was a perfect couple this one qualifies.
Cause we love you guys.

ELLE:
No, I love you guys!"

Become a possibilitarian. No matter how dark things seem to be or actually are, raise your sights and see possibilities - always see them, for they're always there. ~Norman Vincent Peale

"You're gonna miss this"

I may someday miss this stress, poor sleep patterns, and ramen, but for now? I'm okay thanks.

"The wind tears across my face as if it were perfect.
As if I had no imperfections.
The wind moves like your eyes"

If only I had more words at the moment, glancing in my head, I see a big :shrug:
What do you want? Your haunting To Do List?
No thanks.

Sweet Dreams

Turkey Day

A new haircut and 2 Thanksgiving dinners later, here I am...
Life is above normal on the rating rating scale.
Whose? Mine.
I have my boy, wireless internet, and good company. Who could complain?
And for the record, I don't like stuffing.
Never thought I would, tried it, and I don't.
Creationism vs. Evolution makes me nervous.
So do people you can't argue with.
How is it that you can find people who agree with you but still manage to agree with you but are "righter," yes, righter.

Did I mention how I'm going to die of sleep deprivation next week?
And guess whose fault it is?
That's right...mine.
Ugh.
'Tis the worst when things stink I can't whine about it since I brought it upon myself.
But who are we kidding? I'll still whine.

Thanksgiving is an emotional holiday. People travel thousands of miles to be with people they only see once a year. And then discover once a year is way too often. ~Johnny Carson

Magic's In the Makeup

"Magic's In The Makeup"-No Doubt

Can you tell I'm faking it? But I want to be myself
A counterfeit disposition
Can't be good for my health
So many different faces
Depending on the different phases
My personality changes
I'm a chameleon
There's more than one dimension
I can fool you and attract attention
Camouflage my nature
Let me demonstrate...

Makeup's all off
Who am I?
Magic's in the make up
Who am I?

If you bore me then I'm comfortable
If you interest me I'm scared
My attraction paralyzes me
No courage to show my true colors that exist
But I want to be the real thing
But if you catch my eye can't be authentic
The one's I loath are the one's that know me the best

My makeup's all off
Who am I?
The magic's in the make up
Who am I?
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This song puts me in such a weird mood. Maybe because it hits home? Maybe because I can't relate at all? It changes every time. I'm at a weird point in my life. I'm fairly certain of my future, what I want to be doing, who I want to be with, where I want to be. Yet, I'm not ready to leave all this behind, and I have three semesters left, I couldn't possibly. I feel like my future is going to hinder my present, and that kind of breaks my heart. I just want to leave for the day, and that's the hardest thing for me (besides talking slow.)

I can't wait for Thanksgiving, to feel the warmth of my family, food cooked with love, mornings of nothing, nights of nothing, I won't know what to do with myself! And then just two weeks till winter break. The last few weeks will not be pretty however. I can sense it! Life is such a whirl wind...

I digress. Anything to avoid folding laundry I suppose. Mer. I'm constantly surrounded by paperwork, and I think it's my least favorite thing. How do I do it? Let me find what I don't like the most and spread it around my area constantly. Haha. Only me.

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. ~Bob Moawad

Solid Beginnings

Blogging really seems to be the thing to do.
And I really seem to need and outlet.
So I'm going to do this, update often and honestly.
I acknowledge that I am not particularly interesting, but one never knows.
I'm sure there are others out there as lost as I am, with a sense of being found.
This is subject to *anything* though, lyrics, quotes, pointless stories. Who knows?