I have a week and a half of school left and I can't believe it's almost over with. I have a regular exam, a final exam, final paper and two museum labels due and then I am done. After that I have to pack up my room and move into Tina's.
My moms birthday is on mother's day so that should be interesting especially considering I have no money at all. I need my tax return's really bad gah. My birthday is coming up really fast and finally I will be done with the last exciting birthday. Although this birthday probably won't be that exciting. I might go to a few bars but I really don't enjoy getting shit faced and puking all over the place.
So I got a job but it's been a week and the guy still hasn't gotten back to me on when I start. This makes me nervous because if he changed his mind I need to start looking for a job, now. I emailed him yesterday, but the museums are closed on mondays so I think he wasn't in, but still. Boooo to that.
On another random note, I am ridiculously happy. Yeah I have everyday stresses, angers, downers, but I am happy. I am happy with me and who I am. Struggling with depression really held me back and I feel like this last semester the last cloud was finally lifted.
Another happy aspect: my boyfriend. We have only been together for a few months but it feels like a much longer time. We were immediately comfortable around each other and out of that a friendship has sprung and out of that an infatuation. I don't want to say it's love although sometimes it's hard not to tell him I love him. It could easily become love and I can't wait for that. I can see us being together for a long time, and I am really excited. I want to be with him and I have managed to push aside the commitment scares the hell out of me stuff. And I can say pretty safely he is at the same place as me. : )
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
good day
I had a wonderful day today. I had a job interview at 11, which I got, and I gave a kickass presentation for 20 nerve racking minutes. I feel great. It's finally nice outside and there are only 2.5 weeks of school left. I also took an amazing 1.5 hour long nap in which I did not dream at all. So today indeed has been a wonderful day!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Days of Yore
So the weather here is a big stinky turd. It's April 11th and there is a few inches of snow on the ground with 6-9 more coming tonight. It's the week before my period, School is winding down and finals are coming up, and I hate getting wet. So today I was in the bitchiest mood I could have been in. Just crabby all around. For example my boyfriend tried to grab my ass and I nearly broke his arm. I hate being crabby, I don't like to be mean but lately, this week so far, I have just been a little black cloud running around on campus trying to electricuit people.
Speaking of electricity, it was down on the entire campus. So I said to myself what did people do when the sun went down in days of yore, well they went to sleep so I went to sleep. In the meantime the rest of Beloit College campus decided to go dance in the snow by the light of car headlamps. Really good example of what would not happen in the real world, hahaha. Really if I had been a delivery person and I drove up to campus and not a single light was on, including street lights, and everyone was outside dancing on a Wed. night I would lock my doors and keep driving.
As a side note I think I have an idea of what I want to do in grad. school and I am really fricken excited. West Mexican pottery. There is a literal blackhole of information missing from this area and there is so much I could do I can barely stand it. For example I could deal with the temper, the clay itself, how they are physically constructing the pots, where are they making them, who is making them, what do the everyday people and villages look like? Seriously I could go on. So I am very excited and when the time comes I think I can get a good recommendation from a prof. I have been working with who shares my excitement for ceramics. Plus my Spanish totally applies. It's amazing how easy it was to double major and still be able to graduate in 4 years. Yes I love liberal arts and science private colleges! Hahaha
So I geuss that puts me in a pretty damn good mood, having an idea where I want my career to go. : )
-J.
Speaking of electricity, it was down on the entire campus. So I said to myself what did people do when the sun went down in days of yore, well they went to sleep so I went to sleep. In the meantime the rest of Beloit College campus decided to go dance in the snow by the light of car headlamps. Really good example of what would not happen in the real world, hahaha. Really if I had been a delivery person and I drove up to campus and not a single light was on, including street lights, and everyone was outside dancing on a Wed. night I would lock my doors and keep driving.
As a side note I think I have an idea of what I want to do in grad. school and I am really fricken excited. West Mexican pottery. There is a literal blackhole of information missing from this area and there is so much I could do I can barely stand it. For example I could deal with the temper, the clay itself, how they are physically constructing the pots, where are they making them, who is making them, what do the everyday people and villages look like? Seriously I could go on. So I am very excited and when the time comes I think I can get a good recommendation from a prof. I have been working with who shares my excitement for ceramics. Plus my Spanish totally applies. It's amazing how easy it was to double major and still be able to graduate in 4 years. Yes I love liberal arts and science private colleges! Hahaha
So I geuss that puts me in a pretty damn good mood, having an idea where I want my career to go. : )
-J.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Fire-Bomb
My car is seriously pissing me off. It sounds like a fucking lawn-mower and then I figured out hey I haven't had an oil change in awhile and checked my oil and there was no oil. heh. oops. kicks self in face! so I called my mom whose boyfriend is a mechanic yadah yaddah and I did what he told me to do and it sounds less like a lawnmower. But it still sounds like a fucking lawnmower!!!! I am going to fire bomb that piece of shit!!!!! Garrgh!
Saturday, April 7, 2007
long time no post
I haven't had much to say lately. I think that's obvious. I have been doing a lot of work lately and this last week went terribly slow. It's the fifth week before the end of the year and it's been a month since spring break and even the professors are feeling the end of the year creeping up. I have been working closely with one of my professors on my presentations and what not and I think we have made a bond. She loves ceramics and so do I. We also don't like the same person in the class.
My boyfriend and I are doing well, Octavio came down for a night to hang out and met him. He gave his approval. : )
It's probably stress but lately my dreams have been horrendous. Not only do they not make sense but they are also full of blood and guts. For example: In this dream it was like I was standing on a second story porch or something watching things play out. Infront of me were two fields, one on each side of a house. The fields which were actually quite small were full of cows on the right side and bulls on the left. For whatever reason the bulls horns were about 3 feet long and looked more like a ridiculous pitch fork. By the house was a fat clown looking man who was weed-whacking or something. He kept getting closer to the bull side of the house. In the meantime the bulls were trying to see who was dominate and they were trying to hump each other. Then a very young bull tried to hump a bull in his prime and the older bull turned around and chased all the bulls out of the yard. For whatever reason there was a big black bear sleeping in the middle of that field and when the bulls started running it woke the bear up. the bear turned ferocious and chased the rest of the bulls out of the yard. At this point in time the fat bobbly man had entered the bull field and was standing in the path of the bear. The bear used its claws and slashed the mans front and then continue after the bulls. The man turned around and fell on his back still intact. Another individual, possibly representing me as someone else, came and squatted at the head of this man and threw themself onto his torso where they fell into his body via the slashes the bear had made. The person wasn't expecting this and sat up covered in blood and guts and started screaming the most horrendous scream.
That dream tied into another dream where that person had become a CSI and had convulsions anytime they were reminded of that incident.
As most of the people who are close to me know this type of dream, totally random and very vivid, is typical of my dreams every night. If only I had the time to write all my fucked up dreams down!
-J.
My boyfriend and I are doing well, Octavio came down for a night to hang out and met him. He gave his approval. : )
It's probably stress but lately my dreams have been horrendous. Not only do they not make sense but they are also full of blood and guts. For example: In this dream it was like I was standing on a second story porch or something watching things play out. Infront of me were two fields, one on each side of a house. The fields which were actually quite small were full of cows on the right side and bulls on the left. For whatever reason the bulls horns were about 3 feet long and looked more like a ridiculous pitch fork. By the house was a fat clown looking man who was weed-whacking or something. He kept getting closer to the bull side of the house. In the meantime the bulls were trying to see who was dominate and they were trying to hump each other. Then a very young bull tried to hump a bull in his prime and the older bull turned around and chased all the bulls out of the yard. For whatever reason there was a big black bear sleeping in the middle of that field and when the bulls started running it woke the bear up. the bear turned ferocious and chased the rest of the bulls out of the yard. At this point in time the fat bobbly man had entered the bull field and was standing in the path of the bear. The bear used its claws and slashed the mans front and then continue after the bulls. The man turned around and fell on his back still intact. Another individual, possibly representing me as someone else, came and squatted at the head of this man and threw themself onto his torso where they fell into his body via the slashes the bear had made. The person wasn't expecting this and sat up covered in blood and guts and started screaming the most horrendous scream.
That dream tied into another dream where that person had become a CSI and had convulsions anytime they were reminded of that incident.
As most of the people who are close to me know this type of dream, totally random and very vivid, is typical of my dreams every night. If only I had the time to write all my fucked up dreams down!
-J.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Tolerate
So it looks like my sister doesn't have this new disease afterall. Whew! I was so fricken happy I almost started crying again. She is just a stressed out overworked above and beyond kid.
I got back from the conference yesterday and slept a solid 9 hours which is a rare amount of sleep. I also managed to get up on time 9:00 which is also rare and amazing. I had breakfast, took a shower, and ran some errands all before my first class at 11:00! I feel pretty good today.
The conference was fun, although I did fall asleep during several of the lectures, heh. I then began to furiously take notes so as not to fall asleep. Turns out our group of 3 Jessica's and an Ameliah were the only undergrad.s at the entire thing. I think the most important thing I took away from the conference was how people who do research interact and how they communicate what they are doing. Unfortunately I didn't get to go to the banquet so I missed the drunkeness if there was any. The reception was very short so not enough time for anyone to get seriously drunk. It was good to see a group of people who read each other's papers and know who everyone is in reference to the papers interact. There were several laughing moments where I laughed along and then I thought oh god no normal person in society would understand this.
My title has to do with me and how sometimes I just really don't like people for whatever reason. I can't handle when people don't pay attention and ask a million questions interrupting the person who is explaining. Sometimes I just want to say shut the fuck up you silly bitch. But that isn't very appropriate and not very nice. This last trip I had a hard time being nice to two of the five people that went.
Spring is here early and if anything it feels like summer. It's cool with me I just wish the air conditioning was on.
-J.
I got back from the conference yesterday and slept a solid 9 hours which is a rare amount of sleep. I also managed to get up on time 9:00 which is also rare and amazing. I had breakfast, took a shower, and ran some errands all before my first class at 11:00! I feel pretty good today.
The conference was fun, although I did fall asleep during several of the lectures, heh. I then began to furiously take notes so as not to fall asleep. Turns out our group of 3 Jessica's and an Ameliah were the only undergrad.s at the entire thing. I think the most important thing I took away from the conference was how people who do research interact and how they communicate what they are doing. Unfortunately I didn't get to go to the banquet so I missed the drunkeness if there was any. The reception was very short so not enough time for anyone to get seriously drunk. It was good to see a group of people who read each other's papers and know who everyone is in reference to the papers interact. There were several laughing moments where I laughed along and then I thought oh god no normal person in society would understand this.
My title has to do with me and how sometimes I just really don't like people for whatever reason. I can't handle when people don't pay attention and ask a million questions interrupting the person who is explaining. Sometimes I just want to say shut the fuck up you silly bitch. But that isn't very appropriate and not very nice. This last trip I had a hard time being nice to two of the five people that went.
Spring is here early and if anything it feels like summer. It's cool with me I just wish the air conditioning was on.
-J.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Tortas!
So today has been an interesting day, my boyfriend and I were both crabby and not feeling well even though we insist on still being around each other. Meh.
His mom is being a jerk. She took $500 from him without asking and doesn't want to pay it back and turns everything around on him. So he is in a delightful mood because of this. Parents gah! I am so glad I am over all that crap, if not most of it. I am glad I finally get along with my mom.
Anyways his financial toils have reminded me of my own. I have no money. Oh wait 18 in savings and 12 in checking. I managed to pay my bills this month but what about next month? And in the mean time I have absolutely no money in case of emergency or for food. Booooooooo.
Tomorrow I am going to souther IL. to attend an env'tal Arch. conference. It should be interesting and I am hoping more so than the class itself. Another archaeology professor of mine said the smaller conferences are more drunk than the bigger ones. Archaeologists if anyone does not know are well known for their drunken adventures at conferences. For example the SAA (Society for American Archaeology) was kicked out of St. Louis for 15 years because of the drunken fighting and parties that occured during it. What amazes me is the majority of these people have PhD.s or are in the process of obtaining one and are professors! Oh archaeology.
The title of my post is the name of a delicious Mexican sandwich that I am currently craving. They are the best and everyone should eat them.
-J.
His mom is being a jerk. She took $500 from him without asking and doesn't want to pay it back and turns everything around on him. So he is in a delightful mood because of this. Parents gah! I am so glad I am over all that crap, if not most of it. I am glad I finally get along with my mom.
Anyways his financial toils have reminded me of my own. I have no money. Oh wait 18 in savings and 12 in checking. I managed to pay my bills this month but what about next month? And in the mean time I have absolutely no money in case of emergency or for food. Booooooooo.
Tomorrow I am going to souther IL. to attend an env'tal Arch. conference. It should be interesting and I am hoping more so than the class itself. Another archaeology professor of mine said the smaller conferences are more drunk than the bigger ones. Archaeologists if anyone does not know are well known for their drunken adventures at conferences. For example the SAA (Society for American Archaeology) was kicked out of St. Louis for 15 years because of the drunken fighting and parties that occured during it. What amazes me is the majority of these people have PhD.s or are in the process of obtaining one and are professors! Oh archaeology.
The title of my post is the name of a delicious Mexican sandwich that I am currently craving. They are the best and everyone should eat them.
-J.
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