Smoke on the Water

Okay, I actually have a brief amusing anecdote for everyone tonight. However, it's difficult to type for two reasons, though they are related. The first is that I can't see because my eyes are prectically bleeding after hours and hours "ripping sweet shreds" on guitar hero I and II, which Nate stupidly left in our common room. The second is that because I have been playing this game, my fingers feel funny. Lame, I know, yet sadly true.

Anyway anecdote! Story time!

Jen and I were coming back from Dustin's concert (we got cheesey fries and shakes at steak and shake SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOD) and we went to get on the elevator, and there were three people on it already, and they were holding it for us, and then eventually we held it for someone else. Anyway the point is, there was also this huge duffle bag on the elevator. One of the girls asked whose it was, and the guy on the lift said, "I dunno it was just there." I didn't know whether to believe him or not, but it didn't matter because Jen then said, "oh, gawd there's probably a body in it or something" and that's when it started moving. I started laughing and cried, "oh my god there IS someone in there!!" and the other two girls sort of gasped and the guy who was on there originally said, "open it up" and jen just responded, "no thanks" and we just got off at 17 like we intended. Yet, it was funny. I wonder how drunk I'd have to be before I left people put me in a duffle bag and leave me on the elevator. Actually probably not very...

Anyway I have vast amounts of things to do, none of which are getting done thanks to guitar hero. Hopefully the cabin is peaceful. However I doubt that it will be, seeing as Darren and Eric will be there.

Anyway seeing as I have massive amounts of things to accomplish tomorrow I need to sleep. Cheers.

Those Crazy Messed Up Things That You Do

Basically I should just give up on sleeping. I can never seem to do it anymore. I mean, granted, I actually slept a bit today. But only for short periods of time. And I did sleep in and skip chem, and I don't really know why I bothered. I guess just to do scheduling, and because I got up, on time and just thought, "You know what? No, thanks. I haven't missed any other ones. I'm just going to stay in and sleep an extra two hours." Which, don't worry, I didn't. Because that would be too much to ask of the gods of sleep.

So here I am, 2:20 am and I have to be up at 7:30 and I'm screwed. I did Spanish homework, I started English for Thursday (though I cannot finish, as I have to work on it with Chelsea again for our presentation). I can't study for calc (not that I really would) because Elaine's midterm is tomorrow so she has the book. And I'm sort of kind of caught up with chem for now. But I have to do that stupid lab more tomorrow. Honestly. That's what hell is. Chem H203 lab 25. I guarantee it.

Anyhoo and just to make things that much more annoying, my brain hurts because it's always thinking. I know that sounds stupid, but really, there's always so much on my mind I can't seem to relax. Even while watching House tonight I was running through all the things I need to do. That may have been because tonight's episode wasn't so great, but still. I have to get to Target, to finish this English project, go to the RPAC (which I skipped tonight in the hopes that I would get to bed early), study calc, read chem, make a phone call, work out details on summer employment, on housing next year, all in between stressing about what I'm goig to be doing for the rest of my life- which, after scheduling today, I don't think will be much longer. Mis clases son:
Chem H221 Analytical Chemistry
Chem 251 Organic Chemistry Lecture
Physics 131 Particles in motion
Spanish 401 Advanced Grammar

Honestly. Anyone who kills me can have all my stuff. They deserve it for doing a service both to myself and to society at large. Maybe I should become a meterologist. I don't really look good enough to be on TV, but maybe if I work my ass off I could afford some plastic surgery.

On the bright side, Calculus didn't suck and I did decently on my midterm... you know, relative to everyone else... Now if only I can pass next week's chem midterm.

It's starting to look like I'm going to spend all weekend studying. Even the part when we go up to Chelsea's cabin in the middle of nowhere. I mean I guess there won't be that much else to do, besides trying not to get raped by Eric or whatever. So I might as well study for chem, right?

Shiiiiiit I want to sleep but I can't stop thinking and even writing in this stupid blog (which I realize is over four years old at this point) isn't helping tonight. I shouldn't nap. I should just learn to accept the fact that sleep is... not for me.

Oh, but I love it so. And it's no fair. Katelyn sleeps alllllll the time. I swear to god everytime I get back from a four hour (or two in the afternoon) block of class, she's asleep, and I just have to sit down and do more work. Matame. How come I got the roommate who has no problems with sleep? Maybe she's using some type of sinister magic to take my sleeping abilities away from me.

Anyway since this isn't helping, I'm going to stop wasting valuable space on the internet and just go to bed. If anyone actually reads this, comment on it. It'll give me something to do.

so sad to say

OKay well since I never really have anything interesting to say, I'm just going to do one of these, not that you care, because there is no YOU, no one reads this. Also I hate copying and pasting onto blogger.

21 of the MOST Spontaneous Questions Ever, BE HONEST
1. Where will you be in a hour? math recitation, baker hall
2. Who will be your next kiss? oh why don't you tell me oh god of my terrible relationship status
3. Is there something purple within 10 feet of you? cini-mini cruch box
4. Are you wearing socks right now? not at all. It's nice out. I'm doing the flip flop thing.
5. When was the last time you went out of the state? ummmm. Not since I went to Chicago during christmas I suppose
6. Have you been to the movies in the last 7 days?nein
7. What was the last thing you had to drink? I guess the milk from my cereal
8. What are you wearing right now? uh.... jeans and a t-shirt? It's only college
9. What was your last purchase? I don't even know. but it was probably from Target
10. What's the last thing you wrote down? call numbers for the classes I registered for about fifteen minutes ago
11. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? lyla because I was stalking her at north commons
12. Need a break? no not really. I sort of wish school just went on for forever
13. Have you ever owned a fish tank? yes but it now houses Luke's gerbils
14. What's the last time you watched a hockey game? senior year at some point I am sure
15. What is in your pocket right now? nothing
16. If you could travel anywhere right now, where would you be? Chicago!!!!
17. What friend has the kinkiest piercing(s)? heather<---haha that's Elizabeth's answer and I have to concur.
18. One thing you hate about yourself? myself. Too vague? read the last eighteen posts and you'll probably understand
19. Do you miss anyone? god I just don't KNOW
20. What are your plans for the day? um actually attend the rest of my classes. Phone interview. HOUSE. rpac. the usual for a tuesday
21. What do you want right now? for my life to resolve itself.

Sips Another Rum and Coke

oh sigh angst angst angst. I don't really know why I write in here except that it makes me feel the slightest bit better to express myself through words. I guess it helps me de-jumble a little before bed. Honestly I've been sleeping better since I resumed writing in here. I figure that's a good thing. A definate plus. Then again, I've also been sleeping better probably because I have been laying out all day, and the sun saps the energy right out of me. Yet, it is so beautiful I don't know how I'm supposed to resist. And the best part is, I actually got work done, in the form of an entire chapter of chemistry read. That's impressive if I do say so myself. And my spanish is actually done for tomorrow, in case I have to nap. Which would probably be a good idea, as tomorrow night we're going to look at the house to like check dimensions or some such thing like that. Anyway, it'll be a nice distraction from doing all this work I've had.

Unfortunately, tomorrow means going back to doing that stupid stupid stupid analytical chemistry lab. I hate hate hate hate it. I'm halfway through the first half of the known section of group three. The fact that I have to describe my progress like that tells you just how bad it is. And it's bad. And I finally stopped having yellow fingers (aka my skin peeled off- details, details) and now I'm just going to be all sulphur-y again. Piss piss piss.

So this driving around High Street blasting Journey seems to be becoming a regular thing and I have absolutely no problem with that. It's making us so many friends- like the guy in the elevator today. After we seranaded him outside, he wound up getting on the lift same as us, and of course my parting words to him were, "Hold on to that feeling." I bet that makes me SO popular. Among my many other wonderous traits that lead me to work so well with other people.

I also have been doing work on my schedule and I want to kill myself. It's probably a better solution than all this "learning" that seems to be in store. And could someone please explain why Analytical Chemistry entails two four hour labs a week? Because that just seems rediculous.

Anyway the sun has drained me, I'm going to bed, with my killer headache. I'm not sure if it's from a sugar high from Coldstone ice cream, or from the stress of repressing and ignoring things for a week now. My guess is both. In any case, I'm pathetically addicted to painkillers (OTC, though, I'm not cool enough to be like House) and about to pass out. Cheers.

Five MInutes To Midnight

Today was simply lovely. I mean, it didn't quite have that surreal feeling of driving down High Street with the air cooling my face singing, "Don't Stop Believin'" but it was pretty good all the same. I laid outside on the hill, spread out beneath my dorm with my books and my iPod and Jen and Chelsea, and I studied chem (and yes, I did study a lot, almost twelve sections worth, notes included) and watched the steady dribble of people as they walked across the path in front of my dorm towards their destination- the spring scrimmage, which I had no desire to attend (even if I did get a ticket, I realized I don't much like football and I was better off being productive) so I didn't. We did have a few listens to Journey, unfortunately none of the passer-bys said, "hey is that journey?!" in the style of the Family Guy scene. It was disappointing. But still fun. I even absorbed some UV light, which to me is a good thing. I mean, I want to die young anyway, why not skin cancer?

I also had the nice advantage of catching up with Nina tonight. I haven't seen her in just ages and ages so it was nice to see her again.

Nothing else particularly exciting. I have furthered my theory that if you ignore things they will eventually go away. I mean, okay, technically that's like concious repression, but hey whatever. So one day I'll go crazy and jump off into the Olentangy. No big deal, no one will particularly miss me after a few days. That's not even emo, it's just a fact. People learn to move on. Especially me, I'm not really worht remembering.

Typing feels nice and I cannot explain why. I just sort of like typing, it's like the words are taking me to come destination and the more and faster I type the quicker I will reach the destination. But words can't really take you anywhere, except maybe to a revalation. It's only action that gets people anywhere in life, right?

I think I killed my last chance at things for a while. I guess I have nothing left except the knowlege that next year I'm going to want to die because I've looked at my schedule and even though it's only 18 hours it makes me want to die- Analytical chemistry, Spanish linguistics and advanced grammar, ochem lecture I, and phisics 111. kill me kill me kill me. I am obviously better off dead anyway.

Oh well. Time to sleep. Hopefully the three (generic) alieve I just swallowed will keep my muscles from atrophing in my sleep. I'm not really sure what the progressive form of that verb is, so cut me some slack.