Do the twist!

Things I have acquired this week:

1 Muse DVD/CD set

2 Eddie Izzard tickets

3 pairs of new shoes

I don't know what to do about my math problem (no pun intended). No matter how hard I try, I cannot for the life of me understand anything beyond elementary algebra. It's stupid. I shouldn't need all this math for my major.

I could be a philosopher if it didn't require waking up so early.

I'm really bad at parking.

I have the best boyfriend. He's my other half. The Mr. Darcy to my Elizabeth, the Prince Charming to my Cinderella, the Marshall to my Lily, the Jim to my Pam.

You know...some days I just don't wamt to talk about beer.

My friend Molly and I went to lunch, and it made me really happy because I love her and I miss her.

And finally, I know I've made a pact with myself to never plan out my future, but some things have changed and...now I can't help but wait anxiously for it. I cannot wait to be a grown up. It's gonna happen this summer!

"I've getchoo neeeew mister bind!"

I've got a date with Mr. Eddie Izzard on July 11 in Seattle!!!

It was close, but I won the ticket bids so I'm takin' a trip this summer!

It's going to be awesome!!!

"Oh but all my wishes are about to come true"

And alas, I am registered for fall 2008.

I had a dream last night that really made me question my independency. I don't...really have a hold on that...but part of me feels like I'm getting there. The other part is clinging to home saying, "what? you're independent! oh please don't ever leave this place!"

Ha I'm...gonna have to disagree with you, needy part of me.

It's already slap o'clock!

Bah so I think my fall semester schedule is going to resemble fall 2007, mostly night classes. But that's okay. Hopefully by then I'll have a car.

Oh. I will.

Mostly For Sydney

Typing of Sorts

Bleh. Sleeping is my favorite pasttime!

I've been having difficulty waking up early though. It's like virtually impossible for me to wake up before 8 in the morning.

At least this morning I'm not up 5 minutes before I have to leave.



Oh and my new favorite thing is the Answers section on Yahoo.com. It's so cool because there will always be someone with the same question as you! It's pretty sweet.



I get to be in the City Weekly this week! AH! It's a busy week for me. I have class, babysitting, massive amounts of homework, and a wedding on Friday. I love weddings!



I think this blog was born out of early morning fatigue. I'm usually not so ranty before noon.

The Return

I got my laptop back...but at what cost!? AT WHAT COST?

I have to get it back to the organized mess it was.

All my favorites are gone, as is the way I had my iTunes set up.

Bah it's gonna be a long week.

But at least it's back!

The Wild Card of Existence

What I don't understand is why people with a Y chromosome are stereotyped as "selfish" and "un-sweet" and that they "don't do anything sweet. Ever." I won't lie, I've been in love a couple of times and I like to think that they loved/love me too (although I've always had this paranoia that I was never loved and was only being led on. But a list of my paranoias is a different blog for a different time).

Each relationship I've been in has been different, but each one had something in common. I was treated fairly decently, like a princess (well, all save for one).

"You treat a woman like a person, then a princess, then a Greek goddess, then a person again."

I am not one for surprises or even sweet gestures. In fact, I feel quite selfish in relationships. When I brought this up he said, "but you deserve it. And you show you care more than you actually know." That did make me feel better. He surprises me all the time, and he knows I'm not one for that. But secretly it makes me happy because it reassures me I am loved. That's why some of my relationships failed miserably, because I wasn't reminded every day. But he tells me every single day and it feels like the first time every time.

I've seen other people's relationships and they're all the same. Each boy treats each girl like a princess, and it reaffirms my faith in humanity. People are good. I see it everyday in other relationships. Everyone does the same sweet gestures, everyone feels the same feelings, but what's amazing is each moment is yours and yours alone, and that makes it feel ten times more lovely.

I learned recently that being in love, then falling out of it, then falling again for someone new is okay. I worried so much that it would make me a bad person, that true real love was for one person and one person alone. But it's not. It's alright to fall in love. I shouldn't have to feel guilty and I don't. I'm 100% in love and I'm not sorry.

So there.

Will You Be My Constant?

My mother was giving me crap about keeping up on my blog. She doesn't read it but she knows others do so...here's an update.


This week has not worked out in my favor. Well, okay, I bought a new Ikea bed and that's the best thing to ever happen to me. Ever.

(sorry for the sideways, it was taken on my phone) It's a foam mattress and I love love love it!

But then on Tuesday my eye has been acting up so as of today, Thursday, I can't really see out of it. Hopefully I don't go blind. I need that eye.

Yesterday, I took my laptop in to the Geek Squad at my local Best Buy. After staying until the store was closed (you don't want to stay at a Best Buy when it closes, "Ted, I've seen where the subway turns around. You don't want to see where the subway turns around."), I decided to let them ship it away and fix it for about a week. A WHOLE WEEK WITHOUT MY LAPTOP?! How will I catch up on my celebrity gossip?! I mean...do my homework!?

That and I haven't seen my boyfriend in a while. Bah.

Lost had better bring it tonight!