Just like high school

So recently I've just felt like I'm in high school again. Everything is happening the same way - the constant ditchings, the feelings of complete isolation and desolation. It just happens over and over again.

I'm really sad. It sucks that I feel such a dedication to doing things well. If I didn't care, I wouldn't give up my weekends to go to cover events, often by myself, for the newspaper. I wish I could just shirk my responsibility, but I know it'll leave me worse off in the long run.

Anyway, it's the coverage of the event that partially prevented me from doing things that I wanted to do last night. It's partially my fault, and yet it's also other people's faults as well.

I just want to pretend like yesterday never happened because I just felt like crap all day. And today is a new day and I've done a lot of cleaning. I feel good now. Better at least.

Move along, move along.

I'm tired of people ditching me and not listening to me. I'm just so utterly tired of it. I'm tired of working all the time. I really just don't have Tracy time anymore. *sigh*

Midmorning Musing

I'm still tired, but at least I got an extra half hour of...oh no wait. I went to sleep a half hour later. Crap. So I got seven hours again if that.

Anyway, I seriously need a break. This weekend should be good if I could get my act together and get some plans. More likely than not, I won't find any.

I'm looking for ideas for a half birthday party. Three people on my hall were born within a week of each other so we figured we might as well celebrate.

Current ideas:
Party that changes theme every hour
General food/movie
Spa day

I'm going to keep compiling. The date we set is Friday the 13th. Mwahaha...maybe we should have a supernatural element then.

Light

Why does every freaking light that I touch die? It's like I have some sort of curse! It's similar to that thing from which people suffer when they can't grow plants...except it happens with technology.

I've gone through three lamps in my tenure at the university. Ridiculous.

Alright I'm exhausted and have to wake up early tomorrow, yet again.

11:40

Hey it's 11:40 on Thursday.

I'm exhausted, and the Office was subpar.

work work work
test tomorrow, sleepy, need to find more writers

peace.

finally, a moment to think

So I finally have some time to do some writing! This is quite exciting, considering that mass amounts of stuff that I need to learn within the coming weeks. Goodness. It was overwhelming at first, but I think I just need some time to settle into the groove.

Anyway, the first week of classes went well. However, it's snowing again. I'm so sick of the snow. I wish it were warmer now.

Yesterday, I attended the BU vs. Holy Cross basketball game. We lost. Of course. It was good to go though because I've been rather anti-school spirit lately. In the evening, I went ice skating, which was also a lot of fun. I'm glad I only fell once...and I fully blame it on the enormous hockey skates strapped to my feet. and theeennn...I watched Penelope. Still such a good movie. Mwahhaha..."It's not the power of the curse; it's the power you give the curse."

Thankfully, I've only got a bit more work to do today. I love being productive...but that allows me less time for deep reflection and pondering. 'Tis a pity.

Terribly awkward times ahead.

Ebay

So I've taken to selling some of my old junk on e-bay. It's actually kind of fun. I get to clean my room, organize my junk, and look forward to a financial incentive that some freak out there will probably give me for said junk.

I'm thinking about dumping the books I don't like, some old ugly Beanie Babies, and some old school CDs that I will probably never listen to again. This is why I don't like to buy things anymore - I go through a lot of phases. I'm basically a fad.

Most Likely to Succeed?

I think it would be hilarious if I, voted the Most Likely to Succeed female of the MKHS class of 2007, failed epically.

I say this as I consider the course of my future. Learn it and forget it. That's how things tend to go, despite my efforts to best the Ebbinghouse forgetting curve...is that it? I can't remember. HAH. Sometimes, I crack myself up.

Also need to work on caring about other people and finding some conversation skills. I'm thinking about carrying conversation cards with me wherever I go. ... Or maybe I'll just write them in a notebook. That will likewise suffice.