and death i think is no parenthesis

Have had a fun few days. Am wicked tired though. Had lots of interesting conversations with the not!boy. *shrugs*

In other news, have moved computer into lap. Which rocks, by the way. Thanks Alex, for the suggestion. Maybe my shoulder will stop the screaming.

Also have impressive bruise on my arm from Basketball, and two half-way jambed fingers.

Am going to read phantom tollbooth, take a nap, and then maybe vacuum the rug. Which REALLY REALLY needs it.

A good week. Probably not enough sleep, but that's okay.
Today's Schedule: Lunch, Greek, Math, Call for babysitting job, Basketball (yay!), shower, dinner, lecture?, get slightly smashed, ie, bent out of shape, ie slightly tipsy, with the not!boy. Hmm. I wonder if I'll be able to fit a nap in there somewhere...

Anyway...

not much else to report. am listening to the beatles again. *hearts rubber soul*

shout out to little laura, if she reads this. how goes the college thang? *crosses fingers for all acceptances*

Me: *sticks out tongue*
The Not!boy: psh
The Not!boy: you don't frighten me, Plaut
Me: *growls menacingly*
The Not!boy: ha
The Not!boy: *scoffs*
Me: *pushes*
Me: *slips on ice*
Me: *dies*
The Not!boy: *kicks ass*
Me: *is even more dead*
The Not!boy: thats right
The Not!boy: bitch
Me: :-P
Me: so, how was long music?

Have been sleeping ALL DAY. This is bad. Oh well!

In other news, am currently rereading the Griffin and Sabine books, in antici...




pation of the three I haven't read yet. *hearts alex for owning them* *steals wording from Andrew*

In still other news, basketball tonight! And then the fites! HAHAHHHAHAHAH

*mad, evil laughter for no reason at all. have clearly lost mind.*

We got school off today, which rocked. (and was silly...there were a few inches of powder, and it had stopped snowing by the time I woke up, around 8)
But I got up, had breakfast, took a short walk with Anna, woke up the not!boy, hung out with him. Had a quick snow-fight with him. Took a nap, had wicked awful dreams. Was listening to Nico really loudly in my headphones while sleeping, because the roomates were talking...which resulted in me hearing, but not understanding my alarm clock. It's a good thing Daniela was here, or I may have continued to sleep through it. Apparently, it went through 3 or 4 cycles before she woke me up. Usually, it doesn't even get into the alarm proper before I'm awake. *shrugs*
Anyway. Went to dinner with Anna and Lia, which was crap (not them, dinner) Ate with Louise and Chris, both of whom must be the cutest things on this earth. And not sickly sweet about it either. Plus, they're an awfully pretty couple. *hearts*
Came back, finished the seminar reading for a seminar that is cancelled tonight (am such a good girl) and am now delaying doing my greek. (which, by the way, I've been putting off since Friday)

Perhaps, instead of that, I'll read some of the Phantom Tollbooth. Hmm. Yes. I think that's what's going to happen.

And am looking forward to "the best hot chocolate I will ever have" later tonight with the not!boy. All in all, a good day.

Have spent weekend with the not!boy. Had lots of fun. He showed me around annapolis, we visited his house, and had fun with silly cello/piano duets. Could have wished to be a bit better, as is embarrassing. But that's okay. *ships cello/piano*
Hmm...what else did we do? *shrugs* Just hung out I guess...The one thing I didn't do this weekend that I needed to was the whole catching up on sleep thing. Hmm. and the homework thing, but who needs that?

In other news, have decided to post a poem. This is an oldish one, but it's been a while since I've put anything up. Guess the meaning of this one, and you get candy.*

Oh my goodness. I just opened the poem document, and the little paperclip guy from word pops up, and tells me, "You can hurt yourself if you run with scissors". *giggles*

Anyway. So, poem.

Flailing,
you throw your arms out
hoping that
(increased surface area,
decreased wind speed, friction)
they might slow the fall.
But gravity
(9.81 meters per second per second)
pulls unceasingly.
Its acceleration
(velocity divided by time)
rushes against your ears,
howling – it dries your
tears before they leave your eyes.
The air surrounds you,
you can feel it between
your toes – between your thighs.

Just for a moment,
you can imagine
living forever like this,
perpetually falling.

But then,
you remember physics again –
countless diagrams of
balls being dropped off buildings,
packages from helicopters,
rockets after their engines have
cut out.

Doing the math in your head,
adding and multiplying,
sketching rubber balls
and parabolic curves,
you hit the ground.




*no actual candy will be given away

Have been told that the guys from the loft read this. My apologies for any snide comments I made. *grins* But hey, welcome to the readership! I hate to inform you that I am not, in fact, terribly exciting.

In other news, I heart Lia muchly.

seminar sucked a bit. chorus was fun. lunch rocked. alex is nice.

end of update.

Is it bad that the first thing I always do when I get to my room is blog? I either post, or read, and it's a terribly bad habit, I'm afraid. For instance, right now, I should definitely be doing my seminar reading, or, lacking that, sleeping. Oh well.

Had a CRAP day to begin with. Woke up miserable, because of certain things I can't really talk about. Had an okay lab, came back to the room to take a quick nap, before studying for my greek quiz, and having lunch. Quick nap got carried away, and resulted in the nightmare transcribed below. Had a rotten lunch, and then didn't really have enough time or drive to study for the quiz, which resulted in embarrassment, and disappointment with myself. Then, had an ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE math class, again for reasons that are best left undisclosed.

But then, the day started looking up. Hung out with Alyssa, Anna, Louise, and of course, Lia. Went to develop Alyssa's pictures, and ended up taking quizes in YM (my favorite magazine of all time...wish I still got it *grin*) Came back, picked up Bekah, and we went to dinner (me, alyssa, anna, and bekah) We had a fun dinner, for not too much money. Which was nice. Came back, hung out with Lia and Anna for a long time. Talked about boys, kinky vampire sex, and other such intriguing topics.

Went to basketball practice around 9:30...which was fun. I feel like I'm getting a lot better...but I still want to go down with just one or two other people and shoot. Anyway. Left that around 11, and headed over to the not!boy's room.

He managed to expell the last of the horribleness of today, and the week in general. Not that it's gone, or better or something, just that I don't feel so wretched anymore. Which is a good thing. Am terribly happy about said not!boy...who technically is a boy, I suppose, but who prefers to be known as the not!boy. Is just that cool.

Have also discovered that my existence is annoying/amusing his roomates, which in turn, amuses me. I kinda always wanted to be that girl. Well, sort of. I guess I should make some sort of effort to win them over. *sighs* Am so lazy.

Gah. Must go read. Am tired. DAMN. Why must I have scheduled my lunch with Mr. Schulman for today? Am idiot. And have annoying hangnail. Huh.

Oh well. Am still happy due to hanging out with not!boy. Hot though. As in warm. Get your mind out of the gutter. Jeez. Am going to go open window. *growls*

So i slept really deeply last night...and fell asleep surprisingly quickly. A combination of my whining beforehand and the drugs, I'm sure. But lab let out early today, so i came back to take a nap. And I had an absolutely vicious nightmare.

It started normally. We were all going to a party at a friend of mine's house. But as the party wore on, it got dark, and i was sererated from all my friends. And then i recognize this nightmare, i've had it before. But it was particularly awful today. I was wandering around the house, looking for either my friends, or a telephone to call my mother to come get me. And then I realized that I couldn't see. And the hall looked like my house, only I knew it wasn't when the i was flipping a light switch that should have been there and it wasn't doing anything...so I was really scared that I would fall down a flight of stairs, or off a balcony that I was sure was there somewhere. So then I was at a table, and daniela was there, and she was obviously drunk or drugged or something. She was lying on top of this guy, but then she saw me, and got up, and was like, Laura? And I was like, no, Emma. And then she left. And the guy she had been lying on, got up and tried to molest me. And I freaked out and started screaming no, and waving my hands, but I was drugged too or something, and it was coming out really weak, and I was so scared. And then the dream went on with me finding some man and his son who'd been in an art class with me (not really) and begging for a ride home. So he said he would, only he had to drop something off somewhere first. And so I got in the car, and then it started getting scary again. And then Laura walked in the door, and I woke up. Thank god.

eh. mondays. lack of sleep made lab a bit difficult. i got back, and fell into such a deep sleep. was amazing. greek was surprisingly fine. then i went back to the room, read parmenides, and made a mix tape. well. that's a lie. it was a mix cd really. had dinner with the not!boy and lia, which was fun. discussed alex's destructive tendancies. yay, ocd. made orange crowns. like making orange crowns...so cool.

discovered flowers from ex!boy munters in mailbox, which was disturbing. do not need that sort of complication. he's the one who ended it, afterall. he has no right to express interest now. not that i'd be interested even if he wasn't so fickle and creepy...not!boy much cooler. *pokes*

seminar was, well, difficult. i felt stupid and slow and was in general disappointed with myself. hate that. really hate that. wish i was brilliant genius at seminar, and could astound everyone with my eloquence and insight. like sophmore year, staples' class, when we read Stopping By the Woods...and I was the only one who found the suicide aspect of it all. Or when i figured out the secret of fight club way before i should have. that was cool.

anyway. afterseminar, said hi to the girls, before wandering off with alex to watch clone high, and talk about life. and muscles. *shrug*

all in all, a good, not!boy filled day.

basketball tomorrow!

I can't sleep. I hate this. I just took some tylonal pm...but who knows if it will work. I really really wish this was as easy for me as it is for some people. I just sit here, and feel it getting harder and harder...feel the hours slipping by...until I know I won't make it through tomorrow...

OH well. If I can't sleep, at least I can talk to ANDREW!! *loves*

had an okay day today. pretty uneventful. woke up latish, had breakfast with anna and alex, neither of whom were eating. Did a bunch of homework, took a long nap. Had dinner with lia and anna, and by mistake a few febbies, who attracted some guys i didn't really want to be eating with. Did a fun lab report with bekah, and then went to the loft, and watched my new coldplay dvd with the not!boy. Snuggled a bit, and exchanged vital information. Purposefully, did not let him find out the really terrible things about me. *winks*

Do not want to go to lab tomorrow. Or greek. Or seminar. Maybe I should just quit school while I'm ahead, and go sell my body. Yeah. That sounds like a plan.

I dreamed that my parents came down, and made smashing mixed drinks for me and my roomates. One of them included jellybeans, and rum. Why, we're not sure. You might ask what flavor jellybeans they were. We're not sure about that either.

All in all, it was a nice dream. I saw my parents, and they gave me both jellybeans and alcohol. what more can one want?

We threw a rocking chasement party last night. And by we, I mean Anna. Alex and I helped set up and choose the music. Liz (whose birthday it was) supplied the alcohol.

People came in waves, as they migrated from our party to the reality party. I was proud though, as we were definitely throwing the party...reality just had more beer. We even had a bunch of people dancing at one point.

Aside from the success of the party, I had a lot of fun. I love dancing, and the not!boy (the boy?) danced with me. *hearts boys who dance* Most of my favorite people showed up at one point or another. Drank enough to be tipsy, but not enough that I don't feel well today, which is what I was aiming for. Even had fun when the party was broken up by security, and while cleaning broken glass with alex. Went back with him, but we were both sleepy, so I left...after he finally explained paca to me. Can now get out. However, am not positive can get in. My understanding of the layout may not work both ways yet.

Didn't sleep well. Was still a little hyped, and it took longer than it should have to fall asleep. Then, in the middle of the night, found myself listening to Ted Hawkins in my headphones, and rocking out in my dreams. This sounds cool, but I was tired enough that even dream-dancing was too much. I just wanted oblivion. ; )

Anyway. Have lots of homework I'm probably not going to do, so I'm gonna get on that.

had a nice evening. First, got a beautiful basket. Then, had a fun dinner, and a good lecture. Then, picked up the not!boy and alyssa and went to marcos' room to investigate his vodka. Then, walked to the off-campus pirate party, which was pretty trashed by the time we got there. I dunno...I almost wish we hadn't gone. I didn't know most of them...(sophmores)...and the ones I did know, I'm not necessarily totally comfortable around. And I wasn't drunk, so it was a little weird. Plus, I managed to get stuck in a LONG-ass conversation with verydrunk!exboy!Munters. He's a sweetheart in some ways...I've never gotten so many compliments (seemingly sincere) as when I was with him. And he's cute. And smart. But he's so ARGH. He will not let go of a topic, and never accepts no for an answer. It used to be cute, if worrying, that he wouldn't accept that I wouldn't stay the night with him. But now, (different no...) it's just annoying. And his not-so-subtle hints about the not!boy were totally not welcome.

But he was drunk, so I guess I shouldn't be too upset. Even if I think he wants to be friends with benefits, which I do not want, much as I like kissing and such. Eww.

Anyway. So I walked him to his apartment, and then alex and I continued on to campus, at which point I discovered that I had left my bag at the party. So he was SO SWEET and walked me back (in the bitter cold). We talked about John Bellairs.

Okay. So I'm still cold, and shaking a bit. So I'm goign to go to bed. G'ngiht!

internet being INSANE unreliable. if I continue to be able to get on it only in fits and spurts, I might shoot someone.

also, don't feel well. and hair is being extremely weird.

*sighs*

Okay...here we go again...

Warmer weather, here I come!

had to say goodbye to everyone tonight. It was very sad. Particularly Carly and Lisa, as I seem to have spent ALL of vacation with them. Instead of doing my homework. Oops.

But I guess I'm ready to go back...I just wish I could bring you guys with me...

Well. We watched Maurice tonight (the book, by EM Forster...*loves*). It contained some nice quotables ("I say, I'm going to faint. *falls off chair*), and produced some lovely reactions..."you broke mini-hugh grant's heart!".

We also had some fun with lisa's cat. She hates me. Lisa to cat, "Are you slightly mutated?"

There was soemthing else, but i don't remember.

Also a highlight of the movie was the gratuitous full-frontal male nudity. Lots and lots of it. Unfortunately, none of Hugh Grant. *sigh* However, the boy that played Scudder was terribly cute. No, I wasn't talking about that...get your mind out of the gutter!

Hello dear Earthling,

I am a creature from a galaxy far away, visiting your planet.

I have transformed myself into this livejournal post. As you are reading it, I am having sex with your eyeballs. I know you like it because you are smiling.

Please pass me on. I'm really horny

The not!boy feels unloved ( in regards to his blog readership).

So I figured, since I have a whole 10 or 11 people reading my blog, I'd advertise. If you want intelligent and pithy reviews of movies, books, and music, head on over to Alex's Blog. If you're more interested in my brand of blahing on about my art projects, soccer, and boys...stay here. ; )

Anyway. Am still working on my flowers. Did another three tonight, after I left Amira's thang. I left early...I was tired, and not really interested in staying. I dunno...I love everyone, but I wasn't in the mood tonight.

I think the weirdest thing about being home is how quiet I am. I think it's because I am so intimidated at St. Johns. First, there was the whole seminar thing. I'm talkative and confident in math and greek, and sometimes in lab, but I dunno...something about seminar made me shut up real quick. I've gotten better, but it's still a lot of work to say something. And then, we started hanging out with that group of sophmore boys. (this is a combination of my fault (munters) and alyssa's (erikk) and the general amusingness of sophmore!boys) And so I have been quiet...because older people intimidate me, and because I feel like an idiot most of the time. And so I got home, and I guess I'm in the habit of not talking very much. Oh well. I'll just pretend it's by choice that I don't ever talk anymore (except to my girls, you know who you are), and really, I'm working on my listening skillz.

I've been doing arts and crafts all day. I started just making bookmarks for gifts (and when I say "just bookmarks" I mean fancy ones, with nice paper and measurements and weaving thereof...time consuming). Then I was hooked, and decided to figure out how to make flowers to put with the gifts. Now, this is easier thought of than done. I eventually figured it out...I cut out a circle of nice textured paper, and one of a piece of fabric ( I have two types of flowers...2 different papers with 2 different fabrics). Then, sew the two together. Then fold, and gather at the bottom (sewing again). Then, but a straightened out paper clip (preferably one that matches the color scheme) through the gathered circle, leaving a paperclip loop at the top, and a longish stem. Then glue a piece of string tied in a knot under the circle. Eureka! A pretty little flower. By the time I went out tonight, I had four such flowers to give to my friends.
Unfortunately, I still had to make at least 8 to bring back to me. It takes about 45 minutes to do 2. You do the math. I made two just now. I have 10 hours of work, two dinner parties, a bunch of greek homework, sleep, and packing to do in the 3 days I have left before I go back to school. God damn. I wish I had just bought something for everyone. But I enjoy making them, even if no one will appreciate the amount of time that goes in.

I feel a bit like Martha Stewart.

"A mûmak, to judge by the spikes on the ends of its tusks, is made by crossing a double helping of mammoth with a porcupine, and each one bears a company of archers on its back. Legolas, a fit fellow, takes one look and sees his chance for a workout. He shinnies up a back leg, hangs on to the hide, fells half the riders with a ping of his bow, chops a rope holding the rest, shoots an arrow into the presumably tiny brain of the animal, feels it slump to its knees, and then trips lightly down its trunk like Fred Astaire descending a staircase. Unconfirmed reports suggest that this is the coolest single activity ever recorded on film, and the audience around me went into spasms of worshipful hilarity. Somebody to my left actually stood to applaud, as George II is said to have done when he first heard the Hallelujah Chorus. "

-From the New Yorker review of Return of the King.

"oh oh oh , my baby...she tastes like good gravy" - Ted Hawkins

my conversation about the above lyric with Not!boy:

Me: i'm not sure i've ever tasted someone who tastes like gravy
Not!boy: I don't think so either
Me: :-P

Not!boy: how many people have you tasted?
Not!boy: wow
Not!boy: wait
Not!boy: nevermind!
Me: hm
Me: *blinks*
Not!boy: really, I meant no doube entendre
Not!boy: honestly
Me: i didn't take it that way
Me: :-P
Not!boy: alright ten
Not!boy: if I ever tasted someone, I doubt gravy would ome to mind, and lets leave it at thatMe: :-D
Me: unless they'd been eating gravy
Not!boy: yes, actually
Not!boy: good point
Not!boy: but hopefully, I dunno, gravy sorta might be a turnoff
Me: depends on the mood
Me: and how good the gravy was i guess
Me: also, how much you liked gravy
Me: i kinda like it
Not!boy: yes
Not!boy: no, grazy is good
Me: i'm not sure i'd appreciate a person that tasted of it though
Not!boy: exactly
Not!boy: and I just don;'t associate gravy with sensuality
Me: i guess
Not!boy: but thats just me
Me: i think i associate it more with grandmothers
Not!boy: yeah
Not!boy: and well, ex
Not!boy: ew
Not!boy: I mean, not when tasting someone
Not!boy: regradless of the situation
Me: yeah
Me: truth truth
Me: that's not really what you want to be thinking of
Not!boy: no
Not!boy: no it isn't


*giggles*

You are Kermit the Frog.
You are reliable, responsible and caring. And you
have a habit of waving your arms about
maniacally.

FAVORITE EXPRESSIONS:
"Hi ho!" "Yaaay!" and
"Sheesh!"
FAVORITE MOVIE:
"How Green Was My Mother"

LAST BOOK READ:
"Surfin' the Webfoot: A Frog's Guide to the
Internet"

HOBBIES:
Sitting in the swamp playing banjo.

QUOTE:
"Hmm, my banjo is wet."


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Time is fleeting;
Madness takes its toll.
But listen closely...
Not for very much longer.
I've got to keep control.

Anyway. Rocky Horror was fun. I haven't gotten the virgin off my face yet though. Even though I am apparantly not a virgin any longer, after having group sex on a stage with a noodle.

Yay!

Am off to see Rocky Horror. Not sure how excited I am...did put on my bright blue fishnet tights though. Would have put on a short skirt, except I left them all at school. How could I have antici...pated this?

In other news, went shopping today, which sucked rather. Oh well. Did get jean skirt. Knee lenght. Not terribly exciting, but nice.

NEED PANTS.

*clears throat*

Am sleepy. That's what happens I guess...Oh well.

Want boy. Perferably either John Hannah (yummy) or a sensitive sweater man. Failing that, a good boyfriend would do. Have been watching too many chick flicks for my lonesome and single state. (by the way, this is sad. am boyless for about a month, and already am whinging on about it. am a terrible person. but think am addicted to having a boyfriend. like it. like having crushes too. am currently crushless, as not!boy is, well, not!. hate not having crush. have become accustomed to having a boy to dream about at night/plot to attract, usually knowing it's hopeless)

anyway. i think i'm going to go to sleep soon. Sleep is good. And we'll be up late tomorrow. yay!

Sucks purple hairy monkey balls (to borrow a phrase from down the hall!Anna) . At the same time, I'm so excited to be writing this entry in my room! On the internet! Using wireless internet! *squees*

In other news, babysitting sucks.

In still other news, I'm off to mah jongg it with my girls and the love of my life, scott. Unfortunatly, he's gay. Damn. Oh well, I guess I'll have to marry John Hannah. Mmmm.

love ya much

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

*has headache*

*whines*

*loves laura*