Well looky here...
After an extremely lazy semester (though I still managed a 3.5!) and an hours worth of HORRIBLE speeches...I am a graduate!
I know I should be on top o' the world right now, but I'm not. I'm in bed with a terrible migraine and impending anxieties about Monday. I haven't even started packing.
...and she can't be convicted she's earned her degree...
...and the most she will do is throw shadows at you, but she's always a woman to me...
Alright, I admit it...even I have jumped on the Vote or Die American Idol bandwagon. Over the past few weeks since Constantine's untimely end, I at first boycotted but then reconsidered after getting a glimpse of an all-Bo buttshot...I must say, in the beginning I overlooked him and went straight for Constantine who scromped with the camera from Day 1.
I participated in nonsensical banter with my homosexual Idol minions...all of their votes going for yet-another-sweet faced-glam girl...just goes to show a little glitter gets the vote. Something tells me if Bo sported a plaid belly shirt he may just've snagged up the votes.
Alas, my guilty pleasure is over...I'm a Bo-girl...I dig the hair...the rough voice...he's Alabama Man!
We must pray for the soul of Bo...
((This is my Star Jones shoutout of the entry: Go visit Jennifer's American Idol page so I can get free stuff for my unwedding!))
...on the verge of greatness...
drove out to Syracuse today to visit one of the loveliest ladies around...Heather. Dragged my arse out of bed this morning, heart heavy but I knew I had the whole day ahead of me, I should at least see where its gon' take me! I drove like a madwoman across water and made it to her house without getting lost twice....once was enough. Met her wonderful family...everyone seems so gracious and in love with each other there. Her father stood, his hand out to shake mine...it was nice. Her friend lives with her too, she was really pretty. Heather's room had this ginormous (that's jai- normous) painting sitting on the dresser...it had alot of gold and green it, the wooden frame was splitting and chipped. She told me she found it on the side of the road. Cool.
((While writing this I noticed that as I was typing a sentence the word DIE magically appeared on the screen. ...Just another reason life is crazzzzayyy...do they call that a Freudian typo? Hmmm...))
We went downtown to get a cup o' coffee...the first shop we went to was closed and before we could think, "now what?" we turned around at a stone's throw and saw another one. It's the Wal-Mart for intellectual caffeine addicts. A cappucino and an espresso shot was 6 bucks...this is what I work for?
Her friend Jeff came with us...a budding photographer. We'd stop every few steps or so so he could take a shot...I trust a camera more than my memory, however something about trying to make time stand still freaks me out a little. Onward.
I'm writing all the numbers from my cellphone into my wee pocket-sized address book, as well addresses...it's coming to Italy with me. Postcards must be sent. Cell phone is off. Over the last few days I couldn't help but feel completely trapped by the idea of a mobile device...I want letters. Something with a little more personality. And I really abhor customers yapping away on their cell phones in the store...when did everyone become so chatty anyway? Is there really that much to say? Come on now. Cant everyone see cell phones are bad? They promote gossip. And gossip is bad. Mmkay?
I'm also working on a list of things I need to do when I get back...decisions must be made. Life decisions. I usually save life decisions for Denny's, but I may have to make an exception...must be productive. Onward. I want to write letters to friends...make special gifts for all the birthdays I've missed...put artwork up in my room...save up money for travelling...
Iz' raining here again...it's like the 4th day in a row or something. As I was driving this morning I drove out of the thick patchy clouds into sunshine...I saw a plane fly by. I felt like it had my heart.
Onward.
I just haven't had much to say.
I've been lunching, no matter what time of the day. I've been clubbing. I've been slacking. I've been BABYSITTING. (Sidenote: I will NEVER do it again.) I've been witnessing best friend's exocommunication from the mall. I've been not counting the days to my 20th birthday. I've been reminscing of those I love. I've been listening to "In My Head" by Anna Nalick on a loop. I've been glued to the American Idol clips that Jennifer posted. I've been hanging up. I've been walking away. I've been toasting to Italy with glasses of red wine over Sex and the City with Harley. I've been considerate. I've been deserving. I've been playing rubber guitar in my rubber band. (hahaha.) I've been recieving large stuffed lambs via the mailman, filled with goodies from WV. !!! I've been flirting. I've been contemplating a big move. I've been falling in love...with my friends. I've been slamming on the brakes, in hopes stupid random boy in my car would go through the windshield. I've been warm. I've been designated driver. I've been saying goodbyes. I've been told I resemble Natalie Portman. (Which, for the record, I don't believe at all, however, I revelled in the compliment anyhow. Who cares if it was from a drunk bandmember?) I've been doing the Time Warp. Again.
TIMELINE:
4 days - - - Graduation. (yes, I'm going.)
6 days - - - My 20th birthday. No big plans. It's looking to be a depressing day.
7 days - - - At this time next week, I will be on a bus headed towards NYC to catch my 6:00pm flight to Zurich., where I will spend the first 4 days.
11 days - - - Boarding a choo-choo to Italia. Salute!
20 days - - - Home again, more than likely making a BIG decision.
This is my promise for AT LEAST one more entry before I leave.
...this coming from a girl who can't leave a store without trying all the ridiculous hats on.
There's been so much going on in these past few weeks...between random trips to Florida, paper after paper, test after test, work work work...I'm finding it hard to believe that I'm sitting down doing something that I want to do...and that I have time to do it.
Last day of class is this Thursday and all my papers are due by next Wednesday. As of this moment, I have 9 papers due. (And I'm writing a journal entry! Priorities!) Hopefully when it's over I will be able to drown myself in something I actually enjoy doing. I have a list miles long of things I want to do. Well, maybe not miles, but a few post-its full.
I've been trying to keep my focus and not get lost within myself, like I was a month ago. Things have been much better, although I find myself wishing I could just numb everything all together. It might be easier that way.
Florida was great, again. I got to see Steph, though not as much as I would've liked to and saw her apartment which is beautiful. And of course I saw Mario again and we stayed together. We had a really good time. Went to the bar a couple nights...and I was so wasted that I spent half the night jabbering about how much I love Ray Romano. It's true. EVERYBODY loves him. How could you not? He's perfection. I'm not sure when or if I'm going back, but I do get to see Mario again when he comes home in a few weeks before I leave for Europe. (Best birthday present EVER.)
You'll all have to forgive me...I know my entries have been less than stellar. Hopefully I'll get back into it soon.
I'm back home with not much to say.
Maybe after the last week of school goes by and I'm done writing the myriad of papers due, I'll be able to start to enjoy writing again.
Until then...
