April 13th,
2006
| Too perfect not to share |
06:36 pm |
PS: I got a scholarship! It's not a lot but it makes me feel validated in some really stupid way. Something to show for all the work I've done or something... I guess it's the first time I've really been given money for being smart. :) yay.
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April 5th,
2006
| Biology |
08:05 pm |
I don't write here enough and I don't have time to write now.
My knees/feet hurt and I just got home from work/school.
Tired.
Work to do before I go to sleep.
I'd rather watch movies and make brownies.
Stupid crap week.
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March 2nd,
2006
| Biology +1 |
09:31 am |
T minus 28 days until the collective birthday. Which means I'm a month and two days from being married for 7 years. I've stopped saying "John and I have been together this long"... It's a lot quicker to say "married" despite the fact that I wouldn't count us married that long.
Rambling about bullshit.
I got nothing accomplished this morning (not true. did dishes and wash).
Tonight I'm going to VS with Lindsay. I'm probably going to waste 15 dollars or so. I'm trying to decide if I should buy more panties or not. I apparently have a weakness for VS Pink collection underwear. They're just so dang comfortable.
Rambling about bullshit again.
Worthy of recording: I think, as crap and embarassing "i'm turning into an old lady" as it sounds, I'm going to try to keep a reading journal. I think it'll help next term when I've got three upper division lit classes, and if it does help, it'll definitely save me next year when it's four upper div lit classes every term. I try not to think about that too much and I really should go see my advisor, but... Well. We all know how I feel about advisors.
I'm kind of almost sucking ass at German this term. I think it's to do with my mental state. Next term will be better.
I feel kind of crappy today. John felt crappy yesterday. I wish I didn't have to go to school. I almost want to convince myself to skip.
I won't.
End pointless ramble.
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February 13th,
2006
| And only because the brothers are singing it on my tv... |
06:56 pm |
This is my V-day dedication to.. whomever chooses to listen.
( stand by your (wo)man )
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| Suck it. |
06:49 pm |
I got an A- on my freakin out/wanting to kill myself instead of writing midterm essays for my crazy class. I was going to be satisfied with a C. All I wanted was a passing grade. C was my goal. B would have been a dream. My dad said he was proud (in more words than that) and I guess Lindsay and Anthony were somewhat psyched for me. I really don't think anyone gives a shit, but amid all of the crap that my life has boiled down to, it was a little glimmer of goodness.
So just in case anyone was wondering. For about 20 minutes today I felt completely vindicated and worth a little bit of effort.
Resume shitty existence.
Love und etwas.
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February 12th,
2006
| This pisses me off. |
08:00 am |
What do you want, it's not always easy to live together with others. So, don't be surprised if you're sometimes disappointed in your family members, CASEY. You ask too much of the people close to you, and you can't stand it when people don't live up to your high expectations. Your idealism makes it very difficult for you to accept compromises. This attitude very often causes conflict in your life and makes you someone who is fairly hard to live with. So do something about it!
grr.
Yes, I see the irony.
but really...
grr.
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February 8th,
2006
| Move along |
08:17 am |
I quit. These midterm essays are needing to be done. I need to stop worrying about them and rewriting them and printing them out and rewriting them again.
I don't know if what I did was what he wanted. I don't know if I understood the theories. I know that I didn't include everything I really wanted to, but hey... I'm already stretching the 4 page limit for each.
Fucking academia.
It's driving me fucking insane.
I can't wait to be anxious about things that are more rational, like where I'll find money for food or pay rent. Worrying about four pages of scholarship is not the way I want to waste my patience and shed my tears.
Moo.
Love.
Music.
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February 5th,
2006
| I still can't believe they're really there... |
02:49 pm |
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here we go.
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January 30th,
2006
| Biology |
07:49 pm |
I'm just doing this here, so Sarah can give me her answers.
The rest of y'all can answer too, although my friends page has gotten mighty quiet.
SASHA- If you're out there, you're greatly missed. Especially when I'm on the bus and thinking about Russia. There's no real connection between the bus and Russia. It just happens sometimes. End ramble.
( sarah's survey (yay!) )
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January 19th,
2006
| Sad. |
06:41 am |
I just got a horoscope that I remember getting before.
That sucks.
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January 16th,
2006
| It's so fitting. |
08:28 pm |
I miss things.
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January 5th,
2006
| Late, I know. |
05:06 pm |
Happy New Year. Hope the new number brings many good days.
Sorry I missed my usual emails to everyone. I might have to send them on a new day this year... things just aren't the same without them.
Much love to you all.
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November 30th,
2005
| Random. |
07:01 am |
Last night I had dreams of inadequacy (surprise, surprise). Perhaps the most blunt and direct they've ever been. People don't like me cause I'm pretty. They like me cause I'm cool, and this should be a good thing, but I am imperfect and my largest imperfection is my not so obvious obsession with appearance. Or maybe it's just attractiveness. It's a deep issue and I don't need to go into it here, but the dream stung and then this morning my horoscope was waiting in my mailbox:
The forecast for you is excellent, dear CASEY. You can rely on today's aspects to restore your confidence and faith in yourself, both of which have been sorely tried in the past few days. The femme fatales among you can swagger forth, certain of conquest. However, don't let yourself go too far. Wait a few days for reality to dispel the cloud of ecstasy, and you'll be able to see the future more clearly.
Interessant.
I'm not sure what to make of it just yet.
I've got to go eat.
Sarah, I haven't forgotten-I'm going to update you soon.
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November 24th,
2005
| Biology |
04:12 pm |
MOO.
Chicken is starting to smell delicious and I miss my family.
I AM NOT, however, moping because I'm missing family thanksgiving. That, my friends, is a first. It sucks and all, but I'm not shitting my day over it.
Lots of work to get done before Monday. Makes me less than happy, but there is only one week and one day left of school. Well... and then two more days until my last final is due, but it's take home and hopefully I'll have it done by Monday evening.
MOO.
I'm hungry and not feeling good all at the same time.
And content and freaking out all at the same time.
And there's so much more to say, but it's time I picked up my book, so that's all.
Hope family visits go well.
much love and all that rot.
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November 22nd,
2005
| Hm. |
06:00 am |
I want to call in sick. But whenever I start to, I feel guilty and resign myself to going in.
Sucks.
Hm. Maybe I can convince John to take me in. I doubt it, but you never know until you try...
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October 25th,
2005
| Biology |
09:50 am |
Paper due tomorrow. Stress level fluctuating between 75 and 90 percent.
Book to finish by tomorrow. Stress level elevating to a solid 95.
Should go see head of undergraduate studies before class. Possible overflow of stress... May push back til Thursday.
Life is good despite my tummy hurting and John's lip being swollen for reasons not pertaining to physical violence.
I had better things to say in the middle of the night that I can no longer remember. Maybe some other time, eh?
I've got to get moving.
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September 26th,
2005
| Hm. |
06:47 am |
I am so ridiculously nervous that it's... redundant.
BAH
I hate the first day of school.
I feel like I'm going to vomit.
I have to finish getting ready :(
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September 20th,
2005
| Or more idiotic amusement. |
10:51 am |
Or if you want to waste some time and snicker a little, take this
( my results. )
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| One little giggle. |
10:35 am |
You should all go here.
casey
n. someone who flaunts snacks.
"My friend, check out that casey's snacks!"
It seems fitting.
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