Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Yesterday morning, I was walking to my archaeology class in the snow, and, being the ridiculously clumsy person I am, I of course slipped and fell on my butt. I pretty much just hard core biffed it right in front of like, 50 people walking to class too. Some guy next to me freaked out and tried to come over to help me up, but practically fell over himself. I was just like, "I'm fine, I'm fine" and stood up and kept going on my way, but really, reeeeeally slowl, cuz i thought it was a definite possibility that i would pass out right then and there. I ended up sitting through two classes before I realized that my arm felt really stiff and I couldn't bend it at all.
So i ended up going to the doctor and he told me it was either a ligament, tendon, or fracture, and sent me over to the hospital to get an x ray. Turns out that two of the bones that come together in my elbow are broken.
THEN I got to go to a clinic today to get casted, since theres a lot of fluid and whatnot building up in my joint. It goes from my palm to the middle of my upper arm, and it already itches like crazy. Ugh.
I did, however, name it Henry.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Just thought I would share a lil experience I had in my class this morning. So, there are actually more guys than girls in that class, which is obviously something that most of us wouldn’t mind, so many times I will end up sitting in between two different guys; these tend t be good days on my part. Haha.
Anyways, so I went in today and sat in the same general spot as I normally do, the back row against the wall, and I pulled out my computer as per usual. Of course, relatively soon after, a guy came up and asked if he could sit next to me. I said yeah, sure, go for it. Not long after that another guy sat on my other side. About 20 minutes or so into the class, the first guy sneezed. He covered his face, of course—with his hands. And, unfortunately, there was a bit of side-spray—onto my hands and my computer keyboard.It was all I could do to keep from hurling.
I started kind of subtly observing what this guy was doing all class, and the more I saw, the more I was grossed out. He would reach up behind his shirt on his back and scratch, really loudly and grossly, and he sat there with his mouth open the whole time. The whole time. I about barfed. And, to top it all of, I looked over at one point, and noticed that he had a hard core sick-nasty ‘raper stache.’
He did, however, smell pretty good. I have to grant him that at least.
People amuse me. I am certainly a people watcher.
Monday, January 19, 2009
I really hate when people use the word "crush" to describe liking someone. Okay, so here are my reasons:
1. We are in college, people. Forgive me, but 'crush' sounds kind of middle school to me.
2. That word obviously doesn't have the best connotations. Come on. 'Crush?' Somethings not gonna turn out well for someone.
3. If one used that word often, and if, I don't know, maybe the person being 'crushed on' learned of this, I just don't think it would end up well. Being liked is one thing, 'crushed on' is another.
I think it shows immaturity that someone can't even use the word 'like,' even if it supposedly means the same thing.
Ugh. Pet peeves.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Every time someone uses the word "intense", Chuck Norris always replies "you know what else is intense?" followed by a roundhouse kick to the face.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Written by a Person of Quality.
WITS, like Physicians, never can agree,
When of a different Society;
And Rabel’s Drops were never more cry’d down
By all the Learned Doctors of the Town,
Than a new Play, whose author is unknown:
Nor can those Doctors with more Malice sue
(And powerful Purses) the dissenting Few,
Than those with an insulting Pride do rail
At all who are not of their own Cabal.
If a Young Poet hit your Humour right,
You judge him then out of Revenge and Spite;
So amongst Men there are ridiculous Elves,
Who Monkeys hate for being too like themselves:
So that the Reason of the Grand Debate,
Why Wit so oft is damn’d, when good Plays take,
Is, that you censure as you love or hate.
Thus, like a learned Conclave, Poets sit
Catholick Judges both of Sense and Wit,
And damn or save, as they themselves think fit.
Yet those who to others Faults are so severe,
Are not so perfect, but themselves may err.
Some write correct indeed, but then the whole
(Bating their own dull Stuff i’th’ Play) is stole:
As Bees do suck from Flowers their Honey–dew,
So they rob others, striving to please you.
Some write their Characters genteel and fine,
But then they do so toil for every Line,
That what to you does easy seem, and plain,
Is the hard issue of their labouring Brain.
And some th’ Effects of all their Pains we see,
Is but to mimick good Extempore.
Others by long Converse about the Town,
Have Wit enough to write a leud Lampoon,
But their chief Skill lies in a Baudy Song.
In short, the only Wit that’s now in Fashion
Is but the Gleanings of good Conversation.
As for the Author of this coming Play,
I ask’d him what he thought fit I should say,
In thanks for your good Company to day:
He call’d me Fool, and said it was well known,
You came not here for our sakes, but your own.
New Plays are stuffed with Wits, and with Debauches,
That croud and sweat like Cits in May–day Coaches.
We ought to be conscious of other people’s feelings.
Jumping to assumptions is a stupid, stupid thing to do.
To “assume” makes an ass out of “u and me.”
Immaturity is a bad excuse for you to tell yourself about someone just because you think you are in the right.
Why don’t you try thinking a little bit harder next time? It might do ya some good.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
1. If you wish to show your inability or dislike for dancing, it's perfectly reasonable to break out in a dance number
2. College? It's not important, as long as you can hang out with your friends
3. If your love is strong enough, fireworks will go off, and lanterns will fly away as you and your boyfriend kiss
4.Playing sports is a hint that it's time to break into song
5.Don't worry about being rude/mean because in the end things will work out for you
6.School spirit is a must. Especially during the summer
7. Your friends are not human and should always be addressed by the name of their school mascot
8. Yes! You can paint your locker pink!Screw the school board
9. You can be a chef, lifeguard, or golf assistant...no experience needed
10. A guy can never wear too much bronzer
11. Lakes are the equilivant of mirrors. They can show your reflection perfectly
12. It is possible to memorize a 3 minute song over the course of 30 seconds...and sing it perfectly
13.It doesn't matter that you're not a staff member... You can still attend any and all staff events
14.The phrase 'more moves than an octopus in a wrestling match' is something that can be used in everyday conversation
15. There are two bells that get you out of school. The first one tells you to start singing and dancing, the second announces you should stop
16.Even though its the last day of school, its ok to leave stuff in the locker for the summer
17.If your family is 'saving pennies' for your college education and gives you a junky truck to drive because they 'can't afford anything else', it is normal for their kitchen to have expensive granite counter tops and a $7,000 fridge
18. Pianos can float now. Go ahead, try it
19. It's perfectly acceptable for a guy to wear girl's capris
20. If you're upset, just run through a golf course, jumping and spinning, while singing 'Bet on it'...you won't fall at any point, and no one will stop and think 'what the heck?'
21.You can send telepathic messages to your mom to tell her to pick you up just as you're finishing your breakup song with your boyfriend
22. A resort can be highly successful when there are way more employees than guests
23.'And she stepped on the ball' is actually quite funny. You just need to put it into context
24.One family can apparently control an entire city, including all educational institutions in the area
25. It's good manners to refer to your mother as a 'back stabber'
26. Turkey imported from Maine is much better than any other turkey. In fact, it's fabulous... 27 .Apparently, it is now possible to hire an entire high school to be the staff at an upscale country club
28.Iced tea from England is blue
29. Water Bug is a really cute, funny, and romantic pet name. (gag me)
30. Being a teenage paparazzi at school and taking multiple pictures of the same two people is not weird or creepy in any way
31.It is okay to try to grope your girlfriend if she's leaving you, even though you guys have never kissed before
32.When your girlfriend tells you that your shoes don't match your tie, you must do a stupid looking surfer move to see if she's right, you can't just look down
33.When you frolic with your girlfriend in the golf course, you get in trouble. When you frolic by yourself and sing, nothing happens
34.It IS possible to have any object in the world come in pink & engraved with your initials
35.If you are the basketball star of your school, you can get yourself, as well as the rest of the school, summer jobs
36. Lava Springs apparently had no employees, since they had to hire a whole new staff
37. Don't change your friends, change your dreams
38.Corbin Bleu switched shampoos. Because his hair obviously did not have as much shine, bounce, or body as it did in HSM 1
39. Even though Chad danced in 'Get your head in the game', 'Status Quo' and 'What time is it', he apparently does not dance, according to the song 'I don't dance'
40. 'What team?' 'Wildcats!' 'GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME!' Can fix any problem
41. Basketball scholarships at the University of Albuquerque depend completely on your musical performance skills
42. Guitars and speaker equipment can be placed near a pool safely
43.Take two small saucepan lids and bang them together. You'll find they make the exact same sound as a large GONG. Go on, have a go,
So I wrote this while sitting in my Theater History class, in which we were talking about historiology, which is the idea that the way an event is recorded or written down is just as important, if not more important than the event itself. We got into a discussion about the news and the way it is presented and the different spins that different people and stations place on the same news tidbits, sometimes changing the event entirely. The professor concluded that this is comparable to someone from our day going to speak with someone from Shakespeare’s time, because the “language of intelligibility” is vastly different. It made me think, huh, I should probably watch more news. But it also got me thinking about my major, pre-communications. The more that I paid attention in the class I realized that I really have chosen a good major for myself. I just find that sort of thing, concerning communications and perspective, crazy fascinating, and to be honest I could probably talk about that kind of thing all day long
Another funny note was when we were talking about differences of perspective, and one girl mentioned how she and her roommates saw mamma mia, but when it was over she thought it wasn’t very good because some people couldn’t sing or act, but her roommates were absolutely in love with it. She referenced Pierce Brosnan, and our professor just stopped and looked at her with a smile, and replied, “I don’t care if he can sing or not.” Needless to say, there was a lot of laughter, and she received a rousing round of applause.
Another funny thing one of my professors said: ON the first day of my mass communications calss, my professor made a comment which he considered very funny. "Television is just a media box for couch potatoes."
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
I was just thinking about something today, about how first impressions can kind of suck. Yeah, some people say they are very important in a person's judgement of another, but I don't think they should be. I used ot be really into first impressions, but after several experiences where my first impression of someone has turned out to be a total bust, I've definitely learned. Haha. I think we ought to make a genuine hard core effort to learn more about someone before we pass judgement, especially if that is being made purely on first impressions.
Random Note: I decided that my favorite song of all time in "Such Great Heights" by the Postal Service. It's beat and tune are kind of different from what i usually gravitate to, but the words of this song kind of smack me upside the face and 'pull at my heartstrings' if you will. Here is the first chunk of lyrics:
I am thinking its a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.
I have to speculate that God himself did make us into sorresponding shapes, like puzzle pieces from a play.
True, it may seem like a stretch, but its thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away, when I am missing you tonight.
When you're out there on the road for several weeks at shows, and when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you.