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2.24.2005
quickie! *giggles

Ever notice that the people who are late
   are often much jollier

   than the people who have to wait for them


these words are so true!  shortest entry i've every been responsible for.



Posted at 2/24/2005 8:52:29 pm by PurdiJazzy
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2.8.2005
it's cool that it never ends

i'm really glad that i'm still meeting peoplel at this point in the school year.  i was at the library, and i met someone named fred.  he thought i was older, i think, but he found out i was in english 102...so, freshman.  turns out he's a graduate student.  he came from west africa.  wow.  everyone from other countries must be super hard workers, and i'll bet they don't take education for granted like we do.  i mean, some of us don't even make it to our classes, you know?  if someone asked me if i like to learn, i wouldn't know what to say.  i mean, it's nice to find out things that you didn't know before...but actually doing the reading and homework is not always fun for me.  sometimes i don't mind it that much, but i wish going to college consisted of goin to fun lectures..skip the reading..makes it boring, and i don't feel like i learn as much when i read, as i do in the classroom...assuming i don't zone out, of course.  ooh, this is a boring entry..i'm bored..and boring.  oh well, deal with it.  i don't know why i was laughing a lot today.  i guess i just felt kinda relaxed and silly.  i want food, but i don't know what kind.  i absolutely mUst get another job here!  i'm so sick of working at the library!  rod was thinking he might work at the library..i advised him not to. sorry, the people are nice and all, but i'm pretty sure he would get bored of it.  good thing there are job openings at the gym, cause that would be a good place for him to work.  he tapped my right shoulder this morning, but in my head i knew that he was approaching me on the left.  i just knew it, cause people only tap you on the shoulder if they mean to make you turn the wrong way.  also, as rod pointed out, there was nowhere else he could be, since the snow was to my right...it was just a reflex.  geez, can't even react quickly to catch a friggin thing thrown to me all of a sudden, but i don't hesitate to turn my head the wrong way, knowing in my head that i wasn't s'posed to do that!  i thought i started that trend in 7th or 8th grade.  i didn't know anyone who did that before, but i started doin it to everyone i knew.  seriously, that thing spread like wildfire.  and despite me starting it with my friends, i would fall for it.  sometimes i wouldn't react without thinking, and i'd actually turn to the shoulder that they didn't pat, just to ruin whoever's fun.  yupyup.  why the hell am i rambling bout this shit for?  this isn't in the least bit interesting!  well, actually, i  never promised anything worth paying attention to.  my fingers are cold.  i wanna play with fire!  i'm honestly surprised that people would actually read what i hafta say.  i was reading an old comment for my horoscope entry and stuff, and i just thought it was funny.  my friend michelle from quincy said to go for the naked skydiving (no thanks) and aim for the multiple orgasms.  -funny- laugh with me.  kidokes, i don't feel like thinkin of other stuff to type, so i won't. 

Posted at 2/8/2005 4:42:05 pm by PurdiJazzy
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2.6.2005
it all started because i wanted to wash the dishes...

okay, what the hell is wrong with me wanting to wash the dishes, hmm?  can somebody answer that for me, please?  after dinner i wanted to wash the dishes..so i did.  my mom told me to go upstairs and go back to doing what i was doin before, but i was all set.  when she tried to move into my spot to wash the dishes, i blew up on her, "i want to do the dishes!" (in chinese, of course)...i don't think i've screamedat her like that before..at least not recently..it was weird..i felt bad.  i'm not sure on what terms we are right now..
hmm, let's see.  oh..i must wash dishes like fiercely or something, cause i ended up splashing some of the foamy dish soap onto my arm, just before the elbow.  i decided to use my other arm (not hand, cause that too, was soapy) to wipe it off...and for sOme unknown reason, i felt the need to throw the sponge over my shoulder and onto the floor.  if my mother were still in the kitchen to witness that, it would surely have broken the tension...of course, i'm assuming she wouldn't yell at me.  if i saw or heard someone do that, i might ask what possessed them to do it...either that, or i'd back away slowly, as i would not want to find out whether or not that was a hostile act..preceding a violent expression of outrage.......i've taken it too far, haven't i?  alright, time to move on then.
while i was washing the dishes, i was thinking bout stuff.  if i'm not listening to music while i was the dishes, i either think or sing/hum something.  i was washing the scoop that was used for the jook this morning, and i was ruminating over how horrible the word "congee" sounds.  i mean, where do you get "congee"??  it doesn't sound like a food..it sounds like some body excretion.
Ohmuhgoodness!  i hAfta talk bout a semi-nightmare i had this morning, while i was still mostly asleep:  it had a lot to do with my boyfriend, so i think i might tell him about it...maybe.  i'm gonna call it a "dream," rather than a nightmare, cause it wasn't the scariest thing ever..it was just a baaad dream.  i'm not sure how i didn't wake up crying (it's happened before), but i did wake up feeling horrible...even though it's not true.  so the bad dream starts with people getting into cars, after leaving whatever floor of the condo that the party was held at.  i was the only one from the party who stayed behind, as i watched everyone leave.  i sat on the counter and talked to my four-year-on-and-off-crush's mom.  she ended up showing me his room, and i saw a rose hanging on his wall, with a paper under it, that indicated the rose had special meaning to him.  apparently, in my dream, i was the one who gave him the rose.  somehow this guy's mother ends up giving me a blanket of his.  later on, my boyfriend shows up, and i don't see his face--nor do i see anyone elses or my own--but i know he is my boyfriend.  i guess his friend calls his cell to tell him something, and he confronts me with a story he heard.  he heard that my four-year-on-and-off-crush's mother said that i was sitting on the counter of the kitchen, talking to her and trying to get to her son...well, actually, i can't member exactly what she supposedly accused me of, but it's along those lines.  so, i tell my boyfriend that none of that could be true at all (except for the fact that i was sitting on the kitchen counter while talking to her, but i didn't say anything bout that).  i guess he believes me, and we're good...until something happens that makes me offer him the blanket.  i think he either recognized that it was my four-year-on-and-off-crush's blanket, or if he asked me where i got it or who it was from..but he almost took it to keep warm.  Almost.  he shoved it back in my face or something, and got all pissy.  he was saying how he would break it off with me and stuff, and started to walk away, because i wasn't over the other guy..?  so i followed him, trying to get him to stop and talk.  someone...i'm assuming a good friend or something..came into the picture.  we were sitting in a car: me in the front passenger, my boyfriend behind me, and this girl..i'll say my friend. i was turned around to watch and listen as my friend tried to reason with my boyfriend to stay with me.  she used some analogy to get him to realize that he shouldn't be mad at me for not being able to let go or something.  (it's funny how i can make up analogies in my sleep.)   anyway, so my friend asks my boyfriend if he would sell his car, of if he's too attached to it.  he says he's not too attached, and he would sell it.  so my friend, she says: okay, put it on ebay right now.  how much would you want it to go for?  and my boyfriend pauses a loong time, so my friend points out that he's not ready to sell; he's still attached to his car (the car must be pretty important to him if it was used in that analogy..i think..?)  i don't member if he got the message and started to understand...but we all got out of the car, as if the matter was settled...but then i ended up goin after my boyfriend again...got the feeling i was losing him.  i was crying in the dream..didn't see myself do it, and i didn't do it in reality, but it was sensed that it was happening.  so..i guess i got a little scared and upset...that's when i woke up.  that was the feeling i felt..i felt lonely, scared to be without my boyfriend..upset that he wouldn't want to forgive me, and i was surely gonna lose him.
in reality, i'm not totally dependent on my boyfriend.  but, i know that if something happened...if we broke up, i would be very vEry upset at this moment, because i still get that funny feeling when i'm thinkin bout him, or when i'm with him...i never knew it could still feel so new two months into a relationship.  it feels really good, and i wonder how i would cope if we broke up.  i don't wanna find out, but it's just a thought..that's another thing..i think "i wonder.." a lot.  it's just that i'm curious, not that i want something to happen, nor does it mean that i regret something.  i just "wonder" "what if.."
okay, so i just stopped talking to my boyfriend on AIM...i was waiting all day to talk to him..i guess i shoulda called him earlier, when i kept thinking to.  but i thought he might be busy.  i really wish i were at school right now...
i'm in my own room right now, cause my sister's are out at a club, but i know they're gonna come back some time tonight.  and it's just not the same having a different room set-up than at school.  i really feel like half the room is my own.  it's just cozy.  i actually wouldn't mind living there next year, if i got the room to myself.  i really like my roommate, but i enjoy the relaxation i get when i totally have the room to myself on the weekends.  i decide when the turn the tv on or off, and when to shut the light, or how high the volume should be..i control the music and everything.  i'm really hoping for a single room next year.  but i'll just bet i'll hafta have at least one roommate for the rest of my time at UMD.  it's just made that way. 
now that i've typed another shitload, i think i'll put an end to your misery.  i hafta say that this is the most interested i've been when writing one of my entries in a looong while.  feels better.  i guess the flow of thoughts comes better when i'm not completely bored.  ooh, it's 53 minutes into super bowl sunday, 2005!  niice!  toodles!

Posted at 2/6/2005 12:54:27 am by PurdiJazzy
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2.4.2005
don't expect to read anything remotely interesting...EveR

i'm really likin this semester so far!  but i'm still gonna despise mondays and hate wednesdays.  it's so annoying...monday i feel like i'm not in my dorm long enough, and the gaps are too far apart between a couple of classes.  and after class i have my first meal: dinner.  then i'll have til seven to do whatever, cause there's an asa meeting starting the following monday.  i  hate goin to meetings, cause i don't know what to say or do.  i know i'm not the only one, but i still feel so awkward.  hmm...i met someone last night, when i was goin back to my man's room.  i've seen him around, but i never really talked to him at all, except to say thanks for him leaving the door open for me, or you're welcome when i left the door open for him.  yea, well, i was opening the door, and he was behind it, so he had to back up really fast so i wouldn't hit him.  then i saw him and got scared..not surprised, scAred cause i wasn't expecting anything to happen.  this is happening a lOt!  we laughed, and he explained how he was backing up and stuff, and i told him i had to do the same thing before.  then i introduced myself, and him to me.  we just established where we live and stuff.  it was interesting that i'm still meeting people.  i like this.  i don't know what makes me talk to people so much more now.  it's good that i talk to strangers, i guess?  i hAte my neighbor's music!  all i hear is the base, so i'm guessing she has subwoofers..and i hAte absolutely hAte it!  cause it sounds so weird!  and omg, when she plays the black eyed peas' let's get retarded, i wanna kill it so much!  i wanna steal her subwoofers or burn her music..and i don't mean burn it into the comp..i mean light it on fire til it's crispy and charred..then i'm gonna break it into a fine powder! 
mariah carey is annoyingly shallow and cocky!  ...just thought i'd stick that in there.
okay, i've lost interest in my entry, so i'm gonna quit here.

Posted at 2/4/2005 12:27:38 pm by PurdiJazzy
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1.13.2005
yo, wats good in da hoood

omg, dewey from malcom in the middle is so adorable!  i never really took much of a liking to this show, but now i think it's kinda cute.
i wonder what it will take for me to be confident in myself..and not just sometimes for a while, i mean all the time...ooh, looks like another boring entry.  sorry folks, you can bail out whenever.
i just realized that i like to make people guess things, but i'm not always so fond of guessing.  i'm kinda impatient sometimes, and sometimes the curiosity gets to be too much, and i just cAn't steer away from a thought, even when i'm told that thought is incorrect.  it's complicated, really...no, actually, it's not.  look, i'm so conflicted with myself.
hmm..okay, so i lost my permit...i need to get a new one without my parents finding out. this might be a hard task.  but my whole family will be goin to new york on monday, so if i stay behind, i'll have the house to myself.  that will be my chance to go get my permit and do a couple other things that are important for me to do. ooh, i wonder if i'll get the house to myself.  if i do, will i go out, or invite people...?
i wonder if i'm still gonna hang out with one or two people tomorrow..or, since it's almost one, later today...i hope so, cause i wanna do something..i'm just not sure what.  it would be cool if dan, janet and i could really do that bowling thing.  of course, it might be more fun with other people, but havin at least us three would be ideal...just wouldn't be the same if one of us was missing, cause we talked bout doing that during the very winter vacation that we are having right now.  well, this indefinite plan was momentarily discussed while the three of us talked more often than we do now...it's a disappointment, really..but it's not as easy to make conversation anymore.  you see, at first, i was staying away cause i didn't wanna get hurt...i started to like dan again, and i had to stop myself, so i kinda avoided him more than i really wanted to...well, i won't regret...i'll just learn that it's not the way to do things.
i wonder if i ruin things because i'm afraid of getting hurt. i know i did that in the eigth grade...i never had a boyfriend, so if someone were to ask me out, i woulda said no, but i woulda wAnted to say yes.  it's just that i was already afraid of being dumped before i even began having a relationship.  i wonder how i would be now if i actually said yes...again, no regrets, but just plain curiosity.  oh well.  i'm rather content with my present situation.  i'm still insecure, but i can't say anything could change that.
i kinda want a new hairstyle...but i don't wanna cut my hair!  i know, i can't have it both ways...yes, i realize this is of no interest to any of you, but i figure there's room for ramble...i always feel that way, i guess.  i apologize ...uhhh, i just turned my head away to hear tony danza's introductory monologue for his late show, but ...shIt, i just did it again! okay, i'll explain it again, without getting distracted. okay, so after i typed "i apologize," i looked to the tv, and by the time i looked back at the laptop, i forgot what i was gonna say before i looked away. and as i was explaining that, i got distracted again and lost my train of thought agAIn, so i forgot what i was gonna say after "but"...
hmm, i should go shower now.  yea, that's right, cause i'm dIrtay!  *winkwink..just kidding. okiedokely, i'll be signing off now!  ooh, quite literally...i'm not saying it as a corny way to say bye--well, i was before, but now i realize it really applies to the situation--i'm on aim, so i'll be signing off my screenname. and i'll shut the dsl modem  off and unplug the power to the wireless thingamajiggy.
...yea...
bubbye now, lovelies!

Posted at 1/13/2005 1:27:52 am by PurdiJazzy
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1.10.2005
Ugh!

wow, a good long shower really does make me feel better!  the day i came back home new year's day, i still felt pretty horrible and fever-ish, but after my shower, i felt like i only had the common cold.  today, i felt pretty bad...like i felt a couple weekends at my school...i can't pinpoint what it was exactly that trigerred the sudden onset of a great sense of anxiety...i'm not even sure it was anxiety..it might even be a lot of things that made me feel funny...whatever, i feel slightly better, so i'll just move on from that.
anyhowever, that entry that i typed up, so i could finally update this thing, i still wish i could bring it back, but i can't.  the silly thing is, i won't even lEt myself bring up any of the subjects that i brought up in that entry, just because i won't be satisfied with the unidentical diction!  i'm crazy, i swear.
i really wanna go to connecticut to stay the weekend at yale with an old pally, but i know my parents won't let me go alone, but i don't wanna pressure someone to go with me...at the same time, i wanna stay in quincy for the weekend so that i can join loan in celebrating her birthday..and then on monday, i would take a ride to upstate new york with some people.
i miss some people, but something's keeping me from actually calling them up...i can't stand it sometimes!  i feel like i wanna call this person up, but i know i'll be thinking bout this other person while i'm on the phone with that someone else..and so forth.  i'm very confused, and i wish i could just be decisive and all that good stuff...whatever.  i'm just overthinking.  i wanted to cry today, but i didn't know why..so i wouldn't let myself. 
i'm learning not to regret things, but i wonder an awful lot about things.  like if i hadn't had a talk with this person about a specific subject, would i feel the way i do about this subject right now, and would i have somewhat acted on it??  i wanna know my friend's opinion on something, but i don't want her to ask me questions..i don't want her opinions be affected by what i think or what i've done or haven't done..you know what i mean??  i know sOmebody knows what i mean, and that somebody should know who she is.
oh, i was just thinking..if you think you're picky or lonely, i think that it would be worth a try to give someone a try--even if there's something that you already know you don't like about that person.  who knows, maybe you'll learn to like it.  and if you don't, then it's just a reinforcement of what you should try to avoid in the future.  try it, you might like it.  if you don't, at least you know that later on you won't wonder if you mighta ended up liking what you refused to try...does this make any sense?  i'm sure if someone were to dispute this, i'd have more stuff to say. for now, i'll move on.
i'm not big on movies, as a result of watching wAy too many, but i'm starting to wanna watch them again.  i wanna see the passion of the christ, just to see what it's like, but i'm afraid i'll get tired of the subtitles..i don't like those movies as much ,cause i can't get into the movie when i hafta read and not be able to see the action and scenery.  i'm rambling on and on about stuff, and it's boring even me.  i can't imagine how you must be feeling reading this.  kudos to you if you got this far!  and thanks for your faith in me that i might start writing about more interesting topics.  however, i regret to inform you that what you are expecting will not happen.  your expectations of reading an entry that may turn into an interesting one will not be fulfilled.  if you're not expecting anything, then by all means, please feel free to read on.  i'm just talking nonsense, and it kills me.  the entry that i'm actually gonna publish is a disappointment, compared to the one that i mistakenly deleted...nope, still not over it.
i'm kinda sick of some people..what a damn shame.  i can't stand the attitudes!  i'm not gonna blame all other people and act like i'm the victim, cause i know that i'm giving attitude sometimes too...i even hate when i give an attitude to someone.  sometimes i'm not, and i'm accused of doing so..that's what i don't like, and that provokes someone to pick a fight with me.  i don't like how someone might take out their anger on people other than the person/idea they are actually angry at...i do it too, i admit...i just hate that the notion of doing that exists.  man, i'm typing all this and wondering if people are getting what i'm trying to say.
i'm craving to be somewhere away from this negativity right now.  sometimes someone else's anger puts me in a bad mood myself, cause i find it silly for that person to be mad in the first place.  i know, i know, i get angry for no good reason sometimes...but i end up hating myself for it. it's true, i wonder why i'm angry when i know i shouldn't be, so i call myself stupid and ridiculous, which makes me even more upset.  man oh man, i'm a mess.  how can anyone possibly be interested in me...i realized that if my godsis never saw me in a bad mood and so easily frustrated, we still have a lot to find out about each other; it's not good enough that we've been good, fast friends and known each other for four years. 
so...i learned i liked some things i wasn't sure i'd discover i'd like so soon.  i realize i need the attention to feel better.  this isn't right.  i should feel confident about myself without someone else..but it's just not the case.  i'm not saying i totally depend on someone to feel better about myself, but sometimes it really helps.  okay, well, i wish i could expand on this subject, but i'm afraid to share too much with people.  yea, that's right.  if you ask me, i may or may not tell you what i'm referring to.  let's just make it easier for you and myself, and don't ask me anything further about what you see on this page.  what you see is what you're meant to be told by me.  if i bring it up, you can ask/talk bout it, but not otherwise.  i just wanna make that clear right now so that there won't be any problems later. 
kidokes, i'm gonna stop typing all this shit now, cause i'm just wasting time. i don't feel i have anything interesting to say anymore...Ack.  hopefully next time i write, i won't be feeling like i do now (not the greatest, to give you an idea).  i hope i have happy and funny things to say.  aww, hell, that's really not gonna happen.  oopsie!  maybe i shouldn't have said any of that..if that gave you any hope, sorry.  i wanna just delete the last few sentences, cause i just sound even more stupid than before.  however, it seems as though i enjoy expending more energy to type that i wanna delete the previous paragraph, rather than taking the easy way out and actually pressing the backspace button.  that's right, i'm a big loser, and you can't do anything about that.  just make light of it and move on (at this point, i no longer know what i'm talking about..the thoughts reach no further than than my fingtertips).  O-KAY, "i will let you go now"  *giggles...i think only a couple of you will know why that makes me laugh.  hmm, i'm not sure if it's really applicable here, cause you probably woulda wanted to leave this site on your own, so maybe i really am letting you go now, cause i'm finally ending this torture...then again, if you rEAlly wanted to leave, you coulda done it on your own, before bothering to finish reading til the very end.  oh, i really really encourage some replies to this entry...i think reading the replies makes me interested in writing in this thing.  but a lot of you ask me about my entries or comment on them when we're on aim or talking in person/on the phone.  that's no fun!  it makes it seem like only one or two people read this thing..and i knOw that's not true.  you guys admit to reading it, you know you do.  ooh, i hope that doesn't discourage you from replying now...oh, why bother to replying to this nonsense.  see, now i've lost hope.  well, reply if you want, don't if you don't wanna, obviously.  i'll just talk to you all whenever.  stay cool, my good people!

Posted at 1/10/2005 9:43:47 pm by PurdiJazzy
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1.9.2005
i'm extra fUcking stupid!

FUUUUUUUUUCK I'M SO STUUUUUUUPIIIIIIIID!  i just wrote like a long fUckin entry, and i spent so much time on it, and i didn't think...i didn't save it...i just Xed out the box.  WTFUUUUUUUUUCK!  oh man..that stuff just can't be written again.  sorry folks, this entry isn't even worth reading.  i can't believe i did that... can't believe it...

Posted at 1/9/2005 3:59:40 am by PurdiJazzy
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10.25.2004
according to two different sites...

Aries - Your Love Profile

 

Your positive traits:

You're quite the charmer. You've got the wit and attitude to attract almost anyone you meet.
Out spoken and honest, any date knows how they stand with you.
Fearless, independent, and willing to try anything twice - your dates should expect the unexpected.

Your negative traits:

You tend to be vain, and you expect your partner to feed that vanity often with complements.
Hot tempered and impulsive, you've occasionally ended things ... only to reget it later.
You're obsessed with being the best, most loved girlfriend or boyfriend your sweetie's ever had.

Your ideal partner:

A risk taking, free spirit like yourself - who can keep up with your latest wild child antics.
Someone stylish, attractive, and fit... who can keep you attracted for months.
Is hard to get - and lets you pursue things. You prefer to be the chaser, not the one being chased.

Your dating style:

Wild, unpredictable, fun, and daring. Your ideal date may involve a couple motorcycles or naked skydiving.

Your seduction style:

Honest and direct - you have no need for romance or much foreplay.
Show off. You like to show your lover how you're the best ever.
Ambitious. You often like to go all night - or aim for multiple orgasms.

Tips for the future:

Start to believe in second and third chances. You don't have to dump them so fast.
Savor the process. Sometimes the best part of falling in love is taking things in slow motion.
Let go of comparisons. If someone's with you, then you've already one. Stop worrying about exes.

Best color to attract mate: Red

Best day for a date: Tuesday


Red:
People who like red tend to be tigers in the sack. They are easily aroused and enjoy sex in every way imaginable. Once the sexual spark is ignited, it may take hours to extinguish. When two reds get together, the ensuing erotica could make Lady Chatterly blush. Lovers of red tend to be aggressors and weaker colors should be aware.




Posted at 10/25/2004 2:59:56 am by PurdiJazzy
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10.7.2004
just like my hand-written journals

well, just like my hand-written journals, it usually takes me a long time to update and all that.  i still haven't written more than a couple pages in the journal that thuy lieu gave me.  i haven't really been in the mood to sit down and write bout stuff.  well, i'm doin it now, but that's cause typing is neater and faster for me than writing.  aaaaaaaanyway...i have a story bout dinner.  it's not interesting, but i'm gonna say it anyway! 
okay, so one time i go to dinner with amy and janet, and i forget to get a knife.  we sat way in the back, and as i'm making my way back to the table with a knife in my hand, of cOUrse people seem to wanna get in my way...by the time i get to the section where we were sitting, i had attempted like twelve stabbings!
wait, there's more:  one time i forgot to get a fork, cause i expected to have a sandwich and soup, but i got salad instead of a sandwhich...so, i'm walking back to the table with a three-tined fork in my hand, and suddenly i find myself dodging people that were coming right at me, just looking for a lawsuit..."that girl stabbed me with a fork!" they'd say.  yea.  so that's my story. oh, and i keep forgetting to get a spoon for my soup!  yea, that's all.
hmm, what else...i don't think i'm switching schools anymore...but i can't be totally sure.  i don't think it'd be the same if i changed schools.  i mean, i approached a lot of people this year, but the majority of them are freshman too.  so if i were to switch schools, would i approach just freshman, or anyone at all?  i keep meeting people...talking to strangers makes me happy sometimes.  but not all strangers!  if you're trashy, don't look me up and down, cause i will lose ALL respect for you. 
i wish i could say all i wanna say.  there's just too much goin on in my head all the time, but at the same time, there isn't enough consideration for certain things.
otherwise, i'm having a great time here!  i never knew that i would like this freedom that i have.  i mean, comin back to my dorm four in the morning on a school night?!?  that's unheard of!  i wouldn't have been able to leave at one in the morning to go somewhere when i was at home...well, unless it was with family or betty.  yupyup!  so, i'm totally hyped for the weekend!  the first college long weekend!  it's gonna go by quickly though, i just know it.  it always does.  i probably won't do much hw over the weekend.  i never really get anything done at home.  before, home was my homework space.  now it's my relaxation domain. 
i'm not making any effort to make this journal entry sound like a story or whatnot...i don't know why people would bother reading what i write, but i appreciate that people would wanna know what's goin on.  yes, we americans are a nosy bunch!
i decided to stay with the Asian Student Association instead of Habitat for Humanity.  i wonder if any of my friends joined, if i woulda stayed in the club.  i just felt out of place.  i coulda met new people; i mean, i could tell that i could talk to this one girl on the e-board, but i already said that i quit...well, i guess three clubs would be over-doing it.  i'm still not managing my time well, i'm in ASA and Circle K (which i'm very excited bout), and i'm gonna eventually get my hours to work at the library.  i don't know if i'll handle everything well (~crosses fingers~).
i'm getting bored even wrItingn this entry!  if you got this far...wow.  i'd lose patience.  you probably thought i might get into something interesting, but i guess you're wrong.  sorry bout that.  what a disappointment.  i can't wait to get a good night's sleep again...and to get rid of this damned cold!  i think that the dayquil will help.  that and nyquil are my favorite medicines cause they always help me heal faster.  i shoulda started taking that instead of taking tylenol sinus this whole week.  i went through a whole package And sOme!  how crazy is thAt!?!
of course, i'm listening to music right now.  it's all i like to do, really.  i'm in my room more than i was last month, but it's okay.  i'm starting to put stuff on my wall, and i'm constantly re-arranging things, cause i'm never totally satisfied.  i'm so anal sometimes, it's funny.
to be honest, things could be goin better, but what kenya do bout it, right?  i'd better go do some homework.  ooh!  i don't have chem tomorrow, so i start class at ten instead of nine!  two classes, then i'm done for the week!  i guess it can be a good thing that my classes always start at either eight or nine.  then i'm always done early.  i wish my tues and thurs classes were back to back, so i'd be done at ten.  but instead i have like two hours between classes, so i finish at about 12:15, unless i'm out of nutrition five min earlier.  yupyup.  i said i was gonna do hw.  somehow my comp always succeeds in distracting me in one way or another...the past few days i was s'posed to nap, but i would keep talking on AIM.  this stuff is addictive.  really, though, i'm goin now.  later pe-O-ple!

Posted at 10/7/2004 3:41:05 pm by PurdiJazzy
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9.4.2004
slow songs make me think, courtesy of...thump, a heartbeat

i moved into my dorm today.  it was...different.  i didn't get that butterfly-ish feeling that i usually get on the first day of every high school year.  and i was sOrta able to sleep the night before.  i got used to sleeping late again, so it didn't help that i had to get up early.  and my bestest friend called me around two.  so we talked a little, and i couldn't fall asleep til around three, but it was worth it!  i can't believe it took us more than a month and a half to hang out and talk!  and it wasn't for more than two hours total, if even that!  anyway, i decided to go home after setting up most of my half of the room, cause i felt lonely and awkward being there, not knowing anyone's phone numbers/rooms/dorm buildings.  now that i'm home, i'm a little more prepared to find people...figures.  i was thinking on the car ride home that maybe i shoulda stayed to get used to the showers and sleeping there, but i decided, rather than risking two days of boredom and not finding people, i would go home to everything that's familiar.  i have a feeling it will take me longer to start meeting people around my room...i now just take comfort in the fact that i don't always hafta be alone in the dorm room.  now i'll be more likely to walk around campus to figure out where i am and should be going...i'm a little bored, so i'd better not write anymore.

Posted at 9/4/2004 9:58:03 pm by PurdiJazzy
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