Freaking out

...and kind of hating myself for being my procrastinating self.

egh Dreams

I had this dream last night and I think it was a good dream except every now and then this albino guy would try to kill me. Weird. Anyway, I woke up at 4 in the morning and had to try really hard not to think about the albino guy because I didn't want to continue that part of the dream when I feel back to sleep.

Questions and Comments

My first adventure outside the house will be tonight to go to the grocery store and Target. I'm pretty excited.

SO I have decided that I should get a digital camera. I have been putting it off because I love the surprise of getting pictures back. I mean I LOVE getting pictures developed. However, my picture-taking affinity is starting to put a major dent in my pocket...and also one LC member likes to steal my camera and take pictures of himself (therefore, I'm paying for 25 pictures, four of which are of Adam, by Adam...). Kind of ridiculous. Yes, I am afraid that if I get a digital camera, I will never have physical pictures again. That scares me quite a bit, but I'm taking deap breaths and will get through it. Now the problem is: I know nothing about digital cameras. I know people that have them, I have used them, I do not know what to buy though. All I'm really looking for is a camera that takes good quality pictures (easily taken by drunk people) and can hold a decent amount. Any help? Do you LOVE your camera? HATE it? Think I should stick with the film?

Dance Party

I'm sitting in my room listening to Lauryn Hill while my roomies are getting ready to go out. Tonight is technically the last night of my quarantine, but we'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow night. Plans for the night include homeworking, working out, cleaning the room, showering if I work out. That's right, I do Madtown proud.

Day 4

I am going to hermit up in my room today.

Ideas

Ok...I'm starting to go very stir crazy and am a little afraid I'm going to take it out on a roomie soon...so I'm looking for ideas of things to do to not go crazy. Homework? yes I will start doing it. I may also camp out on the balcony for an hour or so tomorrow depending on how cold it is. I think I will stay away from the TV for awhile. Even I can only take so much.

...any ideas?

AIESEC Love

I have not left my house since Tuesday night. It is now Thursday evening. We have gotten two types of visitors: those for Julia, and those for me. Julia's have included her best friend, her mom, and this guy she's kind of dating. Mine have included two beautiful AIESEC girls. Katie and Tanja, you ladies are amazing and made my day/5-day incarceration like you wouldn't believe.

Everyone asks what I have been doing with myself all day. I think people may have the wrong idea about me so here is my confession: I am lazy. I don't mean I'm lazy like other people who don't want to do things that they don't want to do. I mean, I can sit and do nothing for an undetermined amount of time. When I was little, I would get grounded a lot but I didn't mind it so much. There have been times where I was supposed to clean my room but ended up sitting on the edge of my bed staring out the window, look at the clock and realize 45 minutes has passed. I am a pro at doing absolutely nothing. In the summer I can sit by the edge of a pool for hours, days just napping or reading or talking, but in essence doing nothing. People think I'm hardworking and I certainly can be...but I don't technically consider it a personality characteristic I have...and I don't necessarily consider that a bad thing. I enjoy life so who really cares how much I'm doing unless I'm not doing something I said I would or am complaining about some aspect that is related to me doing nothing. I don't know how strange that makes me, especially in @, probably quite strange... So what have I been doing? Watching movies, watching TV (I also confess that I LOVE television, I am addicted, it is a disease...I'm working on it) did a little homework...and I mean little, chatted with visitors or roomies, made a mean BBQ sauce for a porkchop I had last night, thought about what my next meals would consist of (some garlic spinach tonight, I wish I had some pine nuts...damn it) slept...

I am getting a little stir crazy. Not being able to leave the house makes you not as keen to pretend to be amused by people who are annoying you and just more likely to snap, or think about snapping, at people...especially the roomies. If I didn't have cabin fever before, I certainly do now!

Am I the disease?

Having whooping cough is a funny thing. I have found that the people around me are generally more concerned about their own health than they are about mine. Which is fine...understandable even. It's not like I need someone to take care of me or anything. But people can say the craziest things to you when they think their health is in jeapordy.

Being 20 is a funny age. There are some people who have still lived with their parents over the summers, over the breaks, it's still very much about calling your parents about what you should do and everything. Which is fine, but it just bothers me when you think that I'm in the same position. I mean, I haven't lived with my parents for over a week since I graduated high school. I called my parents and everything, but they're not really going to do anything about it. It's just strange when people ask what my parents said or treat me as if, had I been living with my parents, I would not be sick...

Maybe I'm just getting offensive from being stuck indoors all day with no end to it soon...and also being treated as a leper when I was wearing the mask in public place. Not cool.

Day One

I am currently sitting on my futon, laptop in tow. I discovered about a month ago that there was a stray wireless connection in my apartment, available most strongly on the futon directly in front of the TV...how convenient.

AMC is playing An Affair to Remember...how did they know I was quarantined?! The part with the kids singing the song about your conscience is currently on, I love this part! Certainly made my day. I love old movies, especially Cary Grant movies. I am so much more accepting of certain lines or situations when it comes to old movies. If the same line were in a movie today I would say it were ridiculous but coming from a movie from the 60's or earlier, I eat it up. I am getting hungry...maybe I'll order some food or something. I kind of want to mess with people, freak out a delivery man by answering the door in my mask. ahahaha. I'm a horrible person.

So you want to know what whooping cough (or the possibility of it) is like? Well, I'm telling you anyway.

It is 6:07 AM and I have been up for 1.5 hours.

At the Doctor's they thought it was kind of unlikely that I had whooping cough because I was not woken up by my coughing...I was sleeping fine, through the night. Actually I was sleeping incredibly well when I got the chance to sleep. WAS. That's my word of the day. Whooping cough wasn't that bad at first. A bit of a cough, a crazy voice, some other symptoms but who knows if that's from whooping cough even. But the "bit of a cough" gets worse. Soon you are having coughing fits. Not a lot, at least I have not been having a lot. Enough to throw up a red flag to my doctor though. These coughing fits are less than pleasant. Mine last about two minutes...coughing so hard you have to steady yourself on something, although you're probably steadying yourself over a toilet since you think you're going to vomit...and according to the doc, you just might do that...so there's something to look forward to. Anyway, my fits have been slightly frightening to my roomies. I don't think they have liked seeing my head pop up from the sink I'm bent over, tears streaming down my face simply from the sheer force of coughing. It's not pretty. Other than the fits and this whole "not sleeping because I'm coughing every 2 minutes-literally" thing. The whooping cough is not that bad. The meds make me nauseous but it's not so bad.

Plus, I have 5 days to get caught up in school, caught up in sleep, caught up on my quality with my quarantine buddy Julia. I kind of wish others would have been quarantined also. We could have had a party. And hated each other on the third day because we had been stuck in the same place with the same people for 72 hours. Again, something to look forward to.

Whoop Whoop!

My roomie Julia is also quarantined with possible whooping cough. Notice the hot-ass masks. Booyah.

Do not have this experience:

"I keep expecting you to say that this is a big joke!"
"Oh sweetie, it's not a joke."
It is not good to be at the doctor's office telling a nurse that you expect her to tell you everything is a big farse. It is also not good to be saying this while wearing a medical mask over your mouth and nose. However, that is where I found myself this evening towards the end of my visit to the doctor. Apparently, I may have whooping cough. Apparently, I may also have mono. Apparently, I have to be quarantined for five days in my house. Apparently, my body does not know that it is midterm week.

So I have to stay in mi casa for five days, only leaving if I am wearing an oh-so-stylish yellow mask, but that is highly frowned upon by my doctor also. Fantastic. I'll hear if I'm mono-riffic tomorrow and hopefully my teachers will be chill and help me out.

delirium

I have gotten 2.5 hours of sleep, am sick like the little runt of the litter in 101 Dalmations (you know the one that the guy rubs and it comes alive-I love that part, the cartoon one is so much better than the real one...I think) and am tripping on caffeine. I just started laughing out loud when I wrote that line about 101 Dalmations. The girl next to me is staring at me...oh so is the guy across from me. This is ridiculous. I was reading Connie's latest post and all I could think of was eating a pork chop and then I started to feel nauseous. I think my spanish teacher thinks I'm on crack...and a mute. Cannot currently control laughter. I should stop writing now because my thoughts are only getting stranger as I go on.
...I have decided not to take my own advice.
I had an exam this morning. I think I did ok in it but I'm not really sure. Dr.'s appointment in 3.5 hours. Then SN infosession tonight. Hopefully I will not be as looped by then. This will actually be the first SN infosession I have gone to. I know, I'm horrible, but kind of excited to see what goes on. I am not excited to wear business pro though. Ugh, I want to be in sweatpants...ok can't get my mind of sweatpants so we'll end it there.

Ultimate life goal

We had our first ICX new member meeting tonight...at the end we (Ryan the other VP and I) let members write down any question they want to ask and then we answer it. One person asked me what my ultimate life goal was. My answer was to be happy (obvious) and get to a point where I wake up looking forward to the day, every day. There are things I look forward to within the day now, but most days I look at my bed more longingly than I look at the door I'm about to walk out of. In the summer when I waitress, when I was really tired I would get some memory in my head that would make me smile or laugh that I could bring up during my shift so that my smile wasn't fake when I went to a table. I think I should start doing this more often. Last week I was walking to a class all bummed about something, I can't remember what, when suddenly the image of Eric during the date auction at RoKS came to my head. I literally laughed out loud, and got some crazy looks from people around me, but it brightened my day. So there is a tip for you. A tip for me? Don't leave all your studying to the night before the exam, or at least check to make sure you won't have to read 400 pages the night before the exam...because that is bad.

Pictures

Pictures (RoKS and Wines of the World Party) have been added to the Jan 2005 album on my "web page"...

New Member Party

Last night's wine's of the world party was pretty fun. I think it was accentuated by some highs and lows. Either way, I let the drama get to me. Not my drama, because I don't really think I have any drama, but the drama of others. Relationships were the main theme of this drama. I am beginning to wonder more and more why people are in relationships in college. I mean, I get why you would want a relationship in college, but just seeing all these people having to do this or not being able to do that and knowing it's all because of someone that they "know I'm not going to marry" is just ridiculous to me. You know you're not going to marry this guy yet you're sitting her crying over him?! I don't get it...yes there are those who think they might marry the one they're in the relationship with and then I can understand it more, but if drama becomes the theme or your relationship, that's one thing I do not understand.

AIESest...now some people in my LC thought that I was staunchly against it. Obviously, they have not yet learned to know when I am joking. Do I think it is generally something you should stay away from? yes. But I also know that stuff happens and as long as you can keep it professional, that's cool. However, I have noticed that AIESest has a bit of a ripple effect to it. I mean, people are making out like crazy in our LC. I guess it's bound to happen if you get a group of open-minded usually drunk people who are comfortable with each other...but I think it's starting to get out of hand. I think my new stance on AIESest is: "whatever, avoid it, but if you do it, be discreet."

I need to go eat now.

Embarrassing moment of the day.

There is this girl in my class who, this morning, wrote on her hand some things she needed to remember. She had woken up early for classes and, having a few extra minutes, she decided to take a short nap. After the nap, she got up and headed out to class. Little did she know that the items she had written on her hand had been imprinted on her cheek in bright red ink. No one said a word to her. Now, if I had noticed the ink, I would have politely gone up to her and told her that there were backwards words on her cheek. Unfortunately, I did not notice the ink...until I looked in the mirror that is. That's right, I went through today with the words "CD's" and "bank" on my cheek. hahaha...and let me tell you, they took some scrubbing to get off.

not so much fun

I am sick and disturbingly exhausted still.

I just got out of my Spanish class and I definitely failed that test. It's relatively repeat information, but I can't think right now and I didn't study as much as I should have and that was NOT enough time to take that test. But, one test gets dropped so that'll be my one. I always like to save those up though. For a rainy day, or a hungover day. It's nice to know there's that net waiting to catch you when you really need it...but perhaps today I really needed it. I'm thinking of getting myself some Spanish tapes and listening to them while I sleep. That is currently what I am doing best, sleeping. Give me five minutes and I am out. Maybe I should go to the doctor...egh I'll probably just wait it out. It's always good to give diseases time to fester, an excellent decision on my part I think. I currently have two pieces of cold pizza and an orange in my backpack. Packing your lunch when you are 20 is difficult. On one hand, you don't have any good solid tupperware in order to pack something like pasta or a salad. And to be honest, if you did, you would not use it to pack lunches because you would forget it was in your backpack and soon you would have a biology experiment growing next to your econ homework. Then on the other hand, you don't really want the peanut butter sandwich every single day because it gets old, anything more than the pb sammie which is not leftovers is just too much work though. When you were in high school, you could be sitting around the night before and decide to pack yourself a lunch for the next day because really, what else did you have to do? I know I didn't study in high school so I'm assuming you did not either. Therefore, you pack your lunch during a commercial break and you've got all this "free" food in the fridge to choose from and all these nice tupperware dishes and different sized ziploc bags. So many choices. Well I have gotten off topic. I think my point was something about how I do not like having to pack my lunch three times a week.

I will leave you with this tidbit: I was falling asleep in one of my psych classes this morning but continued to take notes-I think most people have experienced this. Anyway, I wake up and look down to see the clever scribblings I have taken. To my surprise, I had written the words "AIESEC [scribble scribble scribble] newbies" ...

the reality

I have discovered what my problem is. It is not so much that I dislike studying. It is that I would rather be doing whatever it is that I am not supposed to be doing. For example, I will gladly read pages of my housemates textbooks, I will read my spanish book before classes start when I really should be cleaning my room, when I have a test in one psychology class, all I want to do is read about the other one. The only exception comes to any dealings with math classes; those I hate all around. unless it is simple algebra and then I kind of like that. Right now, I should be studying spanish. All I want to do is surf the internet, clean my room, do my laundry, and read from my other classes. Now THAT is really sick. Alas, I will study spanish.

Swing-dancin to my own tune

I'm listening to Michael Buble. My sister burned the CD for me, it's pretty good. She also got me an Australian wine for the wine's of the world party on Friday...I think she could have done better than a merlot but I'm not about to complain. My parents sent me a Valentine's care package that had a gift card to TJ Maxx so I can get a replacement wallet this weekend! Things are certainly looking up. In the Valentine's package was this packet of "mexican spiced cocoa" which has convinced me that my mom is the cutest person alive because I am sure that she got the mexican spiced kind because I'm doing the whole Spanish thing. awwww.

I think my family are some of the coolest people I know. I mean, they are definitely nerds but they are cool about it. I don't know if that is strange to some people, but I love hanging out with my family. Maybe I kind of miss them. I haven't been able to hang out with Lauren(my sister-she was in AIESEC until last May) in awhile so I think I was going through withdrawal. My parents are on Virgin Gorda Island (I know, I am about as jealous as is physically possible) right now so I haven't talked to them in awhile either. It's not like I normally talk to them everyday or anything but it's kind of strange having no way to contact them. Well, my mom will be glad to know I missed them.

Now that I got my sappiness for the week out of the way... I need sleep.

Summertime and the livin’ is easy

Lately, I have been wanting summer to be now. Now, I am not saying I wish it were warm out or the snow is getting me down. I am saying that I have been longing, yearning, pining for summer. I can't take these things called classes, carry a backpack, wear boots, look like a marshmallow or wear sunglasses in order to block out snow glare one more day. I am also longing, yearning, and pining for Door County, my summer home. I have barely been in Madison, but I want to be in Door County, where I never get carded, I have nothing I have to do except work and have a fantastic time and stress is an unheard of concept. The picture is of my family taking shots (bernie's-they are fantastic!) at the local bar. After a night out on the town you can either walk home or walk out to a friend's boat and crash...seeing as there is a marina directly in back of our favorite bar. A better idea I have not yet heard of. The kicker is that if I go to Chile next semester, I will be leaving mid-July. There are so many things I want to do before going abroad for a year...so many people I want to see and places I want to be. School is just really low on my priority list right now. I'm sure it'll climb a few notches once I fail my first test.

the message taker

I really enjoy the new message leaver page...thing. I don't like that my new profile picture has not transferred to my diary page. It was taken by the one and only andy hansen who I am currently trying to get to start a blog...because it would either be hysterical, incomprehensible, or a mixture of the two.

Awesomely Bad Student

I really am not good at this whole school thing. Actually, I'm decent at it, I get good grades and everything. What I am really not good at is the studying (i.e. not cramming). This might be ok if I knew what my end goal was. Unfortunately, as I was reminded of during every single interview we did for new members, I am currently undecided. SO, I'm half-ass studying and hating it and not really knowing why (except so that I can stay a student so that I can stay an AIESECer =>). So instead of studying I have been thinking about all the things my parents or sister have told me I should do throughout my life:
Lawyer
Actress
Baker
Doctor
Masseuse
Psychologist
Journalist
and that's all I can remember right now. What a weird list... Anyone know what I should be? I'm open to suggestions.
Two of my roomies and I are going to eat at this restaurant Bluephie's tonight. I'm pretty excited. They have chocolate chip cookie dough egg rolls...which sound disgusting but are fantastic. I am also excited to get my pictures back from this weekend...first I have to take 10 more pictures though. Yay wine's of the world party on Friday!

The "I Have a Car in Madison" Curse

I have a car in Madison, and I wish I did not. It is ridiculously expensive to keep cars down here...but more importantly, I have to drive to every conference/social event including RoKS this past weekend. RoKS was a good time, definitely interesting. I think we have all learned that the rowdy region gets even rowdier when our "hotel room parties" become "motel parties"...you see the motel part really decreases the chance that people will stay in one room and increases the chance the cops will be called. Saturday was good although the technology problems that prompted a lack of AIESEC songs put a bit of a damper on my energy level.

Some Things that I learned During RoKS Spring '05:
-Popeyes is very good, especially the buiscuits.
-The clock radios in motel rooms are not loud enough to get a dance party going.
-The potato skins at BWs are excellent.
-You can go crazy from lack of AIESEC dances.
-No matter how much certain members of your LC say they are against AIECest...they will commit it.
-Arnaub and I can never dance with each other again.
-Madison simply knows how to bring the party, especially the dance party.
-Anything having to do with me being in a bad mood is pure entertainment to the male members of my LC.
-Drunk Williams has no shame, although I am not sure if sober Williams has any shame to begin with (this is more of a re-learning, not a learning for the first time)
-Being one of the only sober people among extremely drunk people is very entertaining, slightly annoying and a bit embarassing.
-Unless you see them get out of bed, assume the person you are waking up will not be ready to go in 5 minutes.
-You can drive from Purdue to Madison on 9 hours sleep in the past 60+ hours.

If only my class were closer to my house...it would be power nap time.

I did not go out last night although I wanted to hang with the St. Cloud chicas. My reasons (excuses) I had a bunch of Spanish that of course I forgot about until the last minute, I didn't get called by anyone saying they were in town until about 1:00 AM at which point I had been sleeping for an hour, and I had to wake up at 6 in order to finish my spanish homework and do my errands, plus I have this beautiful cough that I'm hoping will go away in the next 5 hours or so and I believe sleeping is the best remedy.

Speaking of errands...two places that are not fun to go to at 7 in the morning are Jiffy Lube and the DMV. Jiffy Lube because you are spending money on things that you aren't entirely sure you REALLY need. Ok I'm guessing I did need an oil change and tire rotation, but still. The DMV is not fun because it is the nexus of hell. Although I did enjoy the copy of Spanish Vogue that I read for my $4 piece of plastic.

I now have a physical license so that I can drive legally to Purdue this weekend. Yay! I plan on running home from my last class so that I can pack and take a nap before the riders start showing up. Falling asleep and crashing your car carrying four passengers is never a good start to a RoKS conference. Better pack a thermos of coffee to boot.

sometimes my computer speakers get radio stations in...it freaks me out when the volume is down and suddenly I think I can hear eric clapton or something. Connie, don't be mad at me for not going out tonight...I just can't.

no windows

It is a beautiful day outside...The sun is shining, it's a bit cold but do-able. Yet I am in a computer lab nestled in the Psychology building trying to finish my psychology stats homework before my @ office hours start blooming. I actually kind of enjoy this lab though. There is no one in here because it's locked for people who don't have their ID numbers in the computer or whatever...I think I might start studying in here. Connie and Holly are coming down tonight, which I am pumped about. However, I plan on getting up at 7 tomorrow so I can catch the early-bird special for getting your oil changed, then swing by the DMV, and possibly Target because I know I need something, but I can't remember what. I made a list during one of my classes...hm. Organization is not my middle name these days. *sigh*
I also need to make reservations for Valentine's Day. That's right, I've got a hot date...with my four roommates. I think Valentine's day is quasi-ridiculous. On one hand, I would never want to go on a first date, be proposed to, or get married on Valentine's Day, simply because it doesn't mean that much to me. I also don't think I would really want a huge gift (well, I wouldn't expect one-who's going to turn down a huge gift?) Really Valentine's Day doesn't have anything to do with ME. It's different if it's your birthday, or your boyfriend gets you something when you're having a rough week...something like that. But Valentine's day? I think I'd be pretty happy with just hanging out and watching a movie or something. I'm not putting down people who make a big deal about things like Valentine's Day, because it's a nice idea...it's never bad to show the person you love that you do, indeed, love them, or care a lot about them, whatever. I am however putting down any girls who think this is a holiday for your boyfriend to buy you presents and you do nothing in return. That is ridiculous. I'm sure guys like to feel special and cared about as much as girls do...? maybe in different ways but that's more an individual thing.
...homework beckons

who...me?

I have given up hope on my wallet. I will be going to the DMV on Friday to get a new license, calling my Dad to get a new insurance card when they are back in the country, and canceling my check card as soon as I lose ALL hope of finding the wallet, or until someone charges something.

We had our first meeting with New members tonight. I always get so giddy when we get new members. Especially when I have been interviewing all week and want to see how everyone interacts. Pretty happy so far. I have a feeling they think I'm this overly-energized, extreme positive, too enthusiastic person...if only my parents read my blog, they would be astonished. I think it's kind of crazy how people can hide their natural instincts. One of my roommates refuses to believe I am naturally shy. Actually, no one really believes I am naturally shy-especially in AIESEC. It's true though. My mom likes to joke that I was practically a mute when I was a child and that my Dad and Grandpa thought I was stupid because I didn't talk (Thanks for the faith guys...). It's a joke in my family that when I was little, if a room were filled with a thousand people and one person was going to get made fun of, it would be me. I'm not sure if that's still true. It's interesting though because now when I am quiet, people don't take it as "Jenna's a quiet person" but rather that I'm not having a good time or in Adam's words yesterday "a cold-hearted witch" (ok so he was talking about me interviewing but either way) I'm thinking I should wear a sign that says "I am a naturally quiet and shy person until you get to know me, and even then I have my moments"? Maybe I'll start a business. "Personality Warning Signs"...it sounds like a quiz you would take to find out if your boyfriend is a squease.

I bet my entries put people in the best moods.

This has not been my week. Last Friday's party getting busted along with my bank account after the fine. Then Saturday night/Sunday morning losing my wallet, I fell on the train tracks Monday night and have a beautiful bruised knee and wound on my hand to prove it (and some stained pants). I now think I am getting sick and my laptop has quite a few viruses so that at various times it won't let me compose emails (among other things). This morning I was late to my 8:50 lab for the third consecutive time and the door was locked so instead of embarrassing myself further I sat in front of my next class reading the paper...so much potential sleep-time wasted. Now I have to drive to RoKS this weekend which means if I don't find my wallet I have to make a pleasant pit stop at the DMV before heading out...that should only take an hour or so out of my day.

The bright spots of my week are that I found a whole mass of bobby pins, my room is cleaner and rearranged from me looking for my wallet, tonight at GMM we have newbies whom we picked out surprisingly quickly last night after the last interviews, and RoKS is this weekend. Plus, since I'm driving I get to control the music and pit stops so that's kind of nice. Also I think/hope I did well on my exam yesterday. and things could have turned out worse, I could have gotten a HUGE fine for the party and my wallet could have had all of my credit cards and more than the $25 I think is in there. That's right, optimism all the way. PLUS St. Cloud chicas coming down tomorrow night. What could be a better mood-lifter than that?

A woman obsessed

I have misplaced my wallet...or it has been stolen from my house. I hate this. I am going insane. I just looked in our freezers, and in the microwave...that is just plain ridiculous. I should be doing spanish pero estoy buscando la cartera.

Newbie Interviews

2/3 done with New Member interviews. I think these are some of the most interesting things. Just seeing the different personalities and then deciding who should become a member and why. It can be pretty difficult, especially when people are getting very different vibes off of people interviewing. I am really glad I get to be in the interview process though because I walk into GMM knowing most of the newbies names...or at least remembering something about them. There are so many interesting people on this campus.

My first exam of the semester is tomorrow...Human Sexuality...so i should probably go study sex instead of posting...oh college life is so hard.

The decline of health

My continual exhaustion has lead me to return to caffeine...Soda that is (or pop if need be). Junior year in high school I stopped cold turkey with The Soda, then added a bit when it came to mixed drinks. After St. Cloud kicked my butt in the best way, I have not caught up on sleep and have not learned to pack myself a thermos of coffee or caffeinated tea in the morning. Therefore, I get stuck in a power lecture dozing off and have to run out to buy a $.70 can of Coke...not diet because that is just disgusting, no aspartame here, thank you very much. Not only is this causing me to spiral further into a lack-of-sleep induced delirium when the buzz runs out on me, but it also is adding up financially (hey, every cent counts when you get a ticket) and adding really un-needed and un-wanted calories. I don't even like the way it tastes...yet. I know the day is coming soon that I will be wide awake and craving a Coke... college is ruining my health...or I guess I am ruining my health in college.

Is it ethical to join specific groups on thefacebook, message all the members about AIESEC infosessions and then drop the groups?

Pictures

I just got back pictures from St. Cloud and they are up on "My Webpage"

We got tickets and we don't care!

We got tickets and we do care.

good times

We were at a party last night and WAY too many people came. There were at least 50 people in there when the cops showed up across the street and people ran. Through a series of events, the cops came into the apartment, at this point, one of my roommates starts sobbing, I am trying to look responsible, polite, and understanding as my eyes start welling up as they're explaining the tickets...I'm such a girl, and I think my two other roommates were just in shock. We got slapped with underages. AWESOME...that's what I like to hear. So the cops left, many the people we were with were at the apartment next door. There was an entire keg that hadn't even been tapped yet and fridges full of jello shots. So we chilled out, and drank with a bunch of people who were still around. At the end of the night I had proven to two freshmen that, indeed, I would be able to eat an entire medium pizza by myself given the chance, even after a night of boozing. So I guess the night wasn't a total waste.

RIDICULOUS

So I got my first underage tonight. I don't know what to say because I got a bit drunk with people after the cops left. I do think that this is the stupidest thing ever. There are rapes going on in Madison yet SIX cops are in an apartment getting the names of 20 year olds?!? We can die in Iraq but God forbid we have a sip of whiskey or a fantastic mardi gras/belated birthday bash. Great...actually I didn't need the $164 anyway. It could have been much worse.-but it could have been much better. I'm going to bed now and sleeping away my bad mood.

Productivity is my middle name...at least today.

Wednesdays I always come out of feeling pretty productive but today would be considered extremely productive by my standards. 5 hours of classes, 2 hours of official AIESEC, 1 hour of fun AIESEC, 2 newspapers read, 1 study abroad application finished and handed in, 1 crap cell phone mailed back to insurance company, 1 party planned for. Excellent and the night's not even over yet! Apparently I am not allowed to leave comments at the moment...I tried to tell Connie that I already have all my pics on yahoo and there is a link in my profile...no luck.

The productivity must continue.

Questions of an addict...an addict of one day

So, perusing nomad I've seen some pictures but I've seen more promises for pictures. My question then, is where are all these pictures? Is everyone using Flickr? And if so, why? I mean, it's great for being able to add pictures to a blog, but for everyday pics that you want to share with friends (from conferences and such) it seems pretty inefficient and insufficient from what I understand about it...I guess I could be wrong. Maybe it is redundant to use Flickr and also use something like yahoo to put the pictures you have so that people can see all of them...but I think that is my plan. Am I misunderstanding Flickr?

So much to do, so little motivation to do it

I was reading Kristi's blog and she wrote that one of the worst emotions you can have is pity. I think the emotion I hate the most is regret. When I was younger I would say that I don't believe in regret because "what I have or have not done has made me who I am and blah blah blah." I think that's pretty much crap though. I'm regretting a few things at the moment...not getting good study habits at a young age, making a blog so that I can be even less productive, not turning in my study abroad app yet, not having more memories of this weekend, etc...I suppose I had a better view about things when I was younger.

I am currently writing my "personal statement" for my study abroad application. I don't think I have ever felt more ridiculous than I do writing this thing. I feel like I should draw little hearts and flowers on it or print it in pink scratch n' sniff ink...if there was such a thing I wonder if it would make my room smell good as it was printing? Hopefully finishing it tonight, borrowing the roomie's copier and turning all 500 pages in tomorrow afternoon in between my five classes and 2 hours of AIESEC meetings...

About Me...and the Longest Process Ever

This weekend in St. Cloud someone (I can't remember whom) told me I HAD to make a blog. So I made one because...well I'm a sucker for peer pressure and I definitely needed another way to put off schoolwork. I finally figured out how to put a picture on my profile after signing up for three different programs. Upsetting. In all, I have been able to push homework back quite a few hours with trying to figure out the picture situation and everything else with this.

My body definitely hates me for the past weekend. A drunken haze, no sleep, over 12 hours in a car and new bruises appearing daily...I kind of wish I could do it again this weekend...although not be the driver this time because my car hates me only slightly less than my body does.