Grad school sounds less appealing with every chem exam.
Guys, what am I going to do with my life?
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
There's no way we're old enough for this
Congrats Mr. & Mrs. Christensen. Thanks for letting me participate in your wedding activities. :)
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I think I simply ought to fall overboard just so you can catch me
My bestie/roomie is getting married in less than two days and tonight is the very last night we'll be sleeping in the same room...
*sad*happy*nostalgic*
I'm so happy for her and her fiance! As I've watched their relationship progress from last year to now, all I can say is they're basically perfect for each other.
Manda, I'm really, really going to miss living with you, but I am so proud of you! Thanks for your awesome example and for living the kind of life that you are worthy to get married in the temple. Thanks for all the crazy parties (little smokies in the crock pot...not such a good idea...dance parties in the kitchen = good idea), videos, photo shoots (ha), late night chats, dating advice, kitchen gadget and food sharing, movie watching, vacationing, shopping, complaining, homeworking, and all the other memories. You are so incredible, and Dave is a very lucky guy.
May you get your sunny wedding day and only one toaster!
Love you :)
*sad*happy*nostalgic*
I'm so happy for her and her fiance! As I've watched their relationship progress from last year to now, all I can say is they're basically perfect for each other.
Manda, I'm really, really going to miss living with you, but I am so proud of you! Thanks for your awesome example and for living the kind of life that you are worthy to get married in the temple. Thanks for all the crazy parties (little smokies in the crock pot...not such a good idea...dance parties in the kitchen = good idea), videos, photo shoots (ha), late night chats, dating advice, kitchen gadget and food sharing, movie watching, vacationing, shopping, complaining, homeworking, and all the other memories. You are so incredible, and Dave is a very lucky guy.
May you get your sunny wedding day and only one toaster!
Love you :)
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Have a speedy recovery!
- my turtle birthday balloon from Alena and Joan.
If either of you are blog stalking me and you read this, I love you both and I absolutely adored your presents and card! Thanks!
A big thank you to everyone else who made my birthday special: all my friends who dedicated blogs to me, all the people who texted/facebooked/called and wished me happy birthday, my jawesome roomie Amanda for making me birthday posters in our apartment, my fam for dropping off birthday presents ("Scrubs" season one AND "House" season four...rocccckkkkkk on!), Lance for giving me lunch and a beautiful present. I really appreciate it!
The best present of all: nailing the spectra problem on my o chem quiz. nevermind the fact that i still got the same average overall score which means i missed a bunch of points elsewhere...this is the first time ever i've gotten that problem!
If either of you are blog stalking me and you read this, I love you both and I absolutely adored your presents and card! Thanks!
A big thank you to everyone else who made my birthday special: all my friends who dedicated blogs to me, all the people who texted/facebooked/called and wished me happy birthday, my jawesome roomie Amanda for making me birthday posters in our apartment, my fam for dropping off birthday presents ("Scrubs" season one AND "House" season four...rocccckkkkkk on!), Lance for giving me lunch and a beautiful present. I really appreciate it!
The best present of all: nailing the spectra problem on my o chem quiz. nevermind the fact that i still got the same average overall score which means i missed a bunch of points elsewhere...this is the first time ever i've gotten that problem!
Monday, March 2, 2009
so much for "arrested development" and ice cream...
Why can't I just let something go? I swear I'm only being argumentative for a principle, like I'm looking for reasons to be angry.
And why do I have this awful hunch that my birthday's going to suck?
Oh yeah, because I've got an o chem quiz.
And it's one more day that I haven't studied for my Saturday test.
Someone get me a service project. Maybe I should move to Sudan?
Or study instead of writing pointless posts.
AWOIeFNBadhcaksdfjhoiHEGBASKJBHDGalkjnfa!
(translation: this is how i spend my last night as a teenager? pathetic!)
And why do I have this awful hunch that my birthday's going to suck?
Oh yeah, because I've got an o chem quiz.
And it's one more day that I haven't studied for my Saturday test.
Someone get me a service project. Maybe I should move to Sudan?
Or study instead of writing pointless posts.
AWOIeFNBadhcaksdfjhoiHEGBASKJBHDGalkjnfa!
(translation: this is how i spend my last night as a teenager? pathetic!)
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Who you are speaks so loudly I can't hear what you're saying
I've had this thought...
People are not lists of interests, favorites, hobbies, activities, etc. There's only so much you can figure out about a person on facebook who claims to love Smallville, art museums, and the Fray. If that really was what they liked and were passionate about, then okay. You could piece some things together about them. But I think more often then not, people put what they wish was their favorites and interests. I know I've definitely been guilty of that. I mean, I like Maria Mena and the Postal Service, but when was the last time I actually listened to them? How many of their songs do I even have on my ipod? (Maria-2, Postal Service- 6) I read Death of a Salesman, and it was an interesting play that really made me think, but is it really one of my FAVORITE books? Probably not. And even if I did go through and make sure that all the things on my facebook page were my FAVORITE!!!!! things, all you'd have is an empty list.
It wouldn't tell you (prepare yourselves, bad grammar excessively long sentence approaching) that I'm constantly taking on more than I can really chew, and that I'm deathly afraid of grasshoppers, and that I fall asleep in the classes I like most, and that I like listening to sad music sometimes just to be sad, and that I have always wanted to be an astronaut because the stars and space just amaze me but I've never done anything to persue that, and that I am skittish, and if I was an animal I'd be a hummingbird because I flit around never making up my mind because I am quite indecisive, and that I rarely talk about my personal life to anyone but a select handful of friends, and that I'm kind (which sounds so conceited...-that's another topic for another post) and I believe the best of just about everyone and I trust everyone but not enough to confide in them and when someone doesn't treat me kindly it throws me for a loop and that, and that, and that...
My interests, hobbies, talents, major, job, skills are just an outline of me. And so I'm always wary of people who've only heard of me or read my facebook page or whatever. You don't really know what you're dealing with until you've actually met the person. And even then...for me anyway, depending on who you were and if I totally had a crush on you (ha), it'd take you forever to really get to know me.
What do you guys think? I suppose it could all go back to what makes you you...?
*I need to overhaul my facebook page.
People are not lists of interests, favorites, hobbies, activities, etc. There's only so much you can figure out about a person on facebook who claims to love Smallville, art museums, and the Fray. If that really was what they liked and were passionate about, then okay. You could piece some things together about them. But I think more often then not, people put what they wish was their favorites and interests. I know I've definitely been guilty of that. I mean, I like Maria Mena and the Postal Service, but when was the last time I actually listened to them? How many of their songs do I even have on my ipod? (Maria-2, Postal Service- 6) I read Death of a Salesman, and it was an interesting play that really made me think, but is it really one of my FAVORITE books? Probably not. And even if I did go through and make sure that all the things on my facebook page were my FAVORITE!!!!! things, all you'd have is an empty list.
It wouldn't tell you (prepare yourselves, bad grammar excessively long sentence approaching) that I'm constantly taking on more than I can really chew, and that I'm deathly afraid of grasshoppers, and that I fall asleep in the classes I like most, and that I like listening to sad music sometimes just to be sad, and that I have always wanted to be an astronaut because the stars and space just amaze me but I've never done anything to persue that, and that I am skittish, and if I was an animal I'd be a hummingbird because I flit around never making up my mind because I am quite indecisive, and that I rarely talk about my personal life to anyone but a select handful of friends, and that I'm kind (which sounds so conceited...-that's another topic for another post) and I believe the best of just about everyone and I trust everyone but not enough to confide in them and when someone doesn't treat me kindly it throws me for a loop and that, and that, and that...
My interests, hobbies, talents, major, job, skills are just an outline of me. And so I'm always wary of people who've only heard of me or read my facebook page or whatever. You don't really know what you're dealing with until you've actually met the person. And even then...for me anyway, depending on who you were and if I totally had a crush on you (ha), it'd take you forever to really get to know me.
What do you guys think? I suppose it could all go back to what makes you you...?
*I need to overhaul my facebook page.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Katie posted, as Katies are wont to do
I stole this from someone off facebook. Some of these are pretty darn good...like maybe I'll translate them into French and use them in my advanced writing class...hahahaha
Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. Here are last year's winners…
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
12.. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut
19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23.. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country. Here are last year's winners…
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup.
11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
12.. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut
19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
23.. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
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