Nothing is better than having a great weekend. Even though it wouldn’t be much for some people, I can say that I had a wonderful weekend. But maybe that’s because I like to make everything I do somewhat enjoyable. If I didn’t, I think I would go crazy.
Friday: Went to class, etc. The “g-master” (Kelly, my roommate) left me, which made me a sad little kid, but it was okay because I went running with Kyle. We found Tiffany and her friend Meredith downstairs. They asked us if we wanted to go to the mall. We did. We went in Meredith’s car, and she was listening to Tom Petty and Led Zepplin. She smoked but not in the car. I thought it smelled. We went to go get what we wanted. It happened to be hair dye for Meredith. I got a free head band from Tiffany that I wore around the mall and acted like an Indian with. Kyle appreciated it, while Tiffany was embarrassed (because of me). I didn’t have a cool feather, but I swear if I did, I would’ve worn it around so that I could embarrass Tiff more. We laughed hard. Kyle’s and my tummy told us to eat. So that’s exactly what we did. Subway in fact. It was wonderful. We then went back to the car. We were tired little kids because we had a long week, but we didn’t want to not have fun on a Friday night. We went to Kyle’s room because his roommate was gone for the weekend. We watched “Wrong Turn.” The rednecks freaked me out. A LOT. I fell asleep while watching the movie. Meredith dyed her hair and took a shower, but somehow got her clothes all the way soaked. (That takes genius points). I left around 1:00 a.m., which is REALLY early. I got back. I took a niiiice and long shower. I organized some of my file folders such as music, then I went to read/sleep, finally going to bed at 2:30 a.m.
Saturday: Planned on waking up at 9:00 a.m. That definitely didn’t happen. It was noon instead. I finished some homework up before I left to go to someone’s 21st birthday party with a family. I left around 3:30 p.m. instead. I got in Katy at 5:00 p.m. I picked up 2 sisters (which I also have so much fun with), and we went to my house to drop off some laundry and then to Target to buy a card. The card we picked out was perfect. It was the perfect example of how my friends and my relationship is. On the front it had a girl that has lifted up her dress so that her petticoat is revealed, while the guy is just looking down and basicallly, shaking his head out of embarrassment. I don’t how I found that card, but I did. YAY. We had fun at the party. The cake and icecream were really good, as was the coconut bra that we made. (and yes, this was a real coconut, drained and carved and everything) It was pretty funny. We went to a liquor store…you know. All and all, a good time
Sunday: I just spend the night there. I got to see my Michigan friend. I didn’t feel violated at all; how exciting. Out of being there, I got a whole thing of peanut butter. :) (and if you know me, you know how much I LOVE PEANUT BUTTER. I have eaten half a container in one day. Like, I swear if the guy who I am going to marry proposes to me with a ring and peanut butter, I would be the happiest girl in the world. It’s just that good.) I went back to my home to finish up the laundry. I left Katy at around 2:00 p.m. and made pretty good timing. I forgot how easy it is to speed on HWY 6; I think I even “caught myself” going 85 mph. oops. :)
Well, that’s my weekend, but I guess I’ll leave you with a song lyric that I was listening to on my drive back home. It’s called “Follow You” by Josh Kelley. Not a lot of people know him, but he works for me. Everyone better have a grand ole’ time.
“everybody tells me i am wrong
when i know im not
something in me moves me to be strong
cuz its all i got
but i don’t know what to say
when you ask me everyday
my mind won’t let me play
the thought of you
the thought of you
so tell me what you need
im getting stronger
if you will help me see
it won’t be long now
its time for you to leave and i will
follow you follow you
now its you that tells me i am wrong
when i know im not
who bets you don’t listen to this song
its all i got
and i dont’ know what to say
when you ask me everyday
my mind won’t let me play
the thought of you
the thought of you
so tell me what you need
im getting stronger
if you will help me see
it won’t be long now
its time for you to leave and i will
follow you follow you
well isn’t it great
how your restless on my mind
singing songs of broken lives
to clear you in our minds
well baby its great how someone let me find
to live around my life
your picture in my mind
your picture in my mind
so tell me what you need
im getting stronger
if you will help me see
it won’t be long now
its time for you to leave and i will
follow you follow you
follow you follow you”
-Courty-
I am really hyper right now, and even after my yucky Wednesday. I went swimming today, which I thorougly enjoy—-even more than running. I think I’m out of swimming shape (not out of shape). It’s just such a different kind of exercise. I was hungry when I got back, but nothing was open, and that made me pretty frustrated. See, I wanted a green apple with peanut butter, but instead I had to find what I had in my room, which was NOTHING, so I ate 1 cookie, and saltine crackers. I generally like to eat healthy, but NOOOOOOOO, it wasn’t possible. Oh well…I’m okay now. I don’t get upset easily. (I just deleted a lot of what I wrote because I thought it was too stupid for my liking. It was the epitome of my curse of always thinking too much.)
Aww…how cute. Kelly fell asleep on her bed, and she’s not even under the covers. I guess we’re just really busy bees :), and I’m glad to confess that I like the way we have turned out. (It was a pretty rough start if anyone remembers.) That girl knows practically everything about me, and she is like my mommy, as I am hers. We have so many good inside jokes that only we really understand, and it brings a radiant smile to my face knowing that I will always have someone who will understand what I’m going through these 4 years of my life. We talk about everything, and by everything…I mean E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G. It is glorious.
This is a quasi-crappy entry. I have other things on my mind right now, but I just don’t want to say them here. That’s what the good ole’ notebook and pen are for. Dang…I think too much.
Me: “Later gators.”
You all: “in a while crocodile”
Me: “sleep tight, good night”
You all: ” don’t let the bed bugs bite”*
*by the way, bed bugs really do exist…see
:)
oh yea, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAGNIFICENT MOMMY!
FEEL, THINK, KNOW
I feel like dancing around in this computer lab. I feel like getting out my trumpet and playing it around campus, in a marching manner. I feel like microwaving another bra again and get to see it spark. I feel like playing in some snow. I feel like doing the chicken dance. I feel like making rubber glove shaped water balloons and freezing them. I feel like playing with little kids like I did at camp. I feel like laughing at the top of my lungs that my face turns blue.
I think I have to leave this lab in 15 minutes. I think anyone who has read this has wasted their time and probably have doubts about my sanity now. I think I am euphoric. I think sometimes I can’t tell what it’s supposed to feel like. I think I am missing an analytical side, but sometimes I really don’t know. I think sometimes I believe it’s something more tangible than that. I think my stomach just growled. I think I like wearing glasses sometimes better than contacts.
I know for certain that duct tape works well on pants with big holes in the butt. I know that I am an Aggie. I know that if my dad were alive today he would tell me, “you are getting prettier everyday.” I know that he would “hate” every single guy that would try to take me away. I know that eggs are better hard boiled than raw. I know that I am getting sick of dorm food. I know that one of my better traits is being able to listen to people AND actually caring. I know that I am sometimes too independent for my own good.
But through all of these things, we all have each other, and that’s all that really matters.
-Courty-
Well, whatever the title says, I am, but I’m not just any ordinary crustacean…I am a lobster. (This is in reference to a 2nd season “Friends” episode…214 to be exact, but uh yea) But actually, the reason why I say I’m a lobster is because I’m really sunburned right now. Here’s the proof, if you so insist. Nuff about that now.
It was Parent’s Weekend up in College Station, and it was “grood.” I won’t go into too much detail, but all I know is:
1)Band concert was good
2) My mom still has her favorite salad and favorite restaurant in College Station
3) Brandon’s family makes me feel like one of their own
4) My mom can embarrass me SO much sometimes, but in a way that I love she’s like that (e.g. “running” into a curb and causing a traffic disturbance, wanting to learn all the words to our fight song,etc.) She is a lovable 53? year old kid at heart, and I LOVE it.
5) I also got free dinner from one of my friend’s parents tonight at Cheddar’s. score! In fact, I think I’m going to be with her alot next weekend because we are both science nerds, and it’s her birthday on Friday. how awesome is that…:)
6) John is and will always be the best stepdad in the whole wide world, and I know that my dad would love he is the one that my mom “chose,” not only because he is good to me,…he is too perfect to my mom as well. It’s just nice sometimes how things work out like that.
Yea, I think that’s it for now, but I go with peace and love, spreading it throughout the world.
-Courtney Diane-
I should be going to bed, but I’m too obstinate and just not tired. Today was a fairly good one. I got to eat at the Muster BBQ, which beats dorm food ANYDAY. I had brisket, and it made me happy. My bio lab was pretty short (which is always a good thing). I went running even though my ankles were in major pain. In fact, I think they are inflammed for the time being. I blame it on the overuse of my shoes—I mean, they have travelled at least 250+ miles with me. When I get back home, I hope my mommy (*wink*) takes me to Fleet Feet so that I can get new running shoes and not be in immense pain every stride I take. I also left campus, which is always refreshing. I went to H.E.B. and Sweet Eugene’s with Jenny. I needed H.E.B. for shampoo, tuna, and cereal, and Sweet Eugene’s is this coffee/study place. Jenny and I studied there, and we got a lot done. Yay. I had fun with that angel, and I forgot how awesome it is to have friends from every single spectrum. For example, Jenny is a girl who I relate to with song. She is obsseessed with Broadway music, and so as a result; we sang show tunes all the way back to our dorm and in the car. It was an awful good time. Well, for me at least. But now I must go to bed, for engineering class is a joy to go to, and this princess needs her beauty sleep.
-Courtney-
Yea, I know…the title is pretty dumb, but it’s the only quasi-random thing that I could think of for the time being. It is true though—my ears are hot, and they are getting hotter exponentially in relation to time. The reason I believe is that I’m sick. It’s quite interesting though, for it’s not like a cold/flu sick, it’s more like I have no energy, and I feel sluggish, but I think I have a slight fever.
Today was my registration day…(6:00 a.m) to be exact, and when I woke up, I felt like a sick person would. (yea, so descriptive, I know). My head was all in a flurry, and it took me numerous tries to get out of bed. Definitely not salubrious. So, I registered, but it turns out that most of the classes I wanted (read as “needed”) were all taken, so that just started my day perfectly. I tried to get ahold of my advisor about 7 times today. No luck. I guess I’ll just stop by his office and make him put me in my classes. (YAY for only having 4 hours). I fell asleep before my 11:30 class, which by the way I NEVER do. I just couldn’t stay awake. I blame it on my sickness. So, I went to class and such, and that was good. Here I am now, and I have a calculus test tomorrow. Yuck. I don’t feel like studying one bit. I’m getting to the point now where I feel I am a robot, and I am programmed to study and do work endlessly. But that’s usually what I feel like when I have 4 tests and projects due in one week.
On the good news though, this weekend totally rocked. It started Thursday when I joined my friend who has the pseudonym of “Captain Badass” for dinner. It was delightfully enjoyable. I watched some “South Park” episodes with him. Then, “Madd Hott” (another one of my friends) called, and they were going to go to a party and wanted to know if I wanted to go. I just really wasn’t in the mood. I got a flower from some random guy on my way back from his dorm, and it smelled really good, but I still don’t why flowers are so special as a sign of affection. I mean, they are pretty and all, but they are done way too much. Too much money. Too unoriginal.
Friday, I went to lunch with Beth, and then I headed to the Science Olympiad tournament so that I could see my old high school competing in it. (yea, I am a nerd, but I don’t really care because I had fun). I went and had fun with them, which consisted of Freebirds and bowling. Then, it was one of my friend’s b-days so we went to the movies at around 12 am. Got back to the room at about 3 am. On Saturday, I was studying all day for my calculus test, but then I went to Chili’s to meet some people there. I also attended the Science Olympiad award ceremony. Katy High School got 3rd out of 35 teams—same as last year, except we were only 9 points away from 2nd. The gap is closing in! Then, I got back,and Kelly and I went to Walmart and King Dollar, the best place to shop in College Station. By that time, I was really tired, just like I am now.
P.S. My grammar sucks right now, so please forgive me. I could be didactic and everything, but eh, I write what comes out of my head.
This was a week of meeting random people.
On Tuesday, after I was done in Blocker Lab, I went over to get some food at Pie R Square ( a food place). I was sitting and eating by myself, studying for a test that was in 2 hours, then all of a sudden this sincere guy asked if he could sit with me, and I was like, “sure…that would be a delight” (I didn’t really want to study calculus anyways). Our whole “talk time” lasted for about 30 minutes, but it’s so amazing how I learned about this person. I don’t even remember his name, but I do remember his stories. One thing he told me was that last summer he literally walked the Appalachain Trail. He kinda had it planned, but not so much. All he had was a tarp and his brain. I asked him if he did any hitchiking, and he was like, “yea…I couple times.” “Cool,” I thought to myself. So, here I was, eating lunch, and thinking to myself, “wow…it’s so amazing how people see things differently. I could never imagine doing any of that, which is why it’s so cool to me.” Also, I have to add that he, from what I deduced from only talking to him one time, is a very “hippie” kind of person. He just had that sort of mentality about it. Yay. I got to talk to a hippie.
On Thursday, I was at the doctor, waiting for my prescription to be filled. There were 4 other people there, and there was that awkward silence that most people hate, so I decided to initiate a conversation. I was looking at this flyer about portion sizes or something like that, and I was just reading what it said to this one guy, because he looked fairly interested in it. We didn’t have that much time to talk, but I learned something about this person. He has a bad immune system. Reason: Well, last summer, he was told (at his job) to clean out a coke cooler with cleaner. Easy? Not quite. What his boss told him was to mix all purpose cleaner and bleach together. BAD BAD BAD BAD. What he didn’t do was dilute the bleach, and if any of you know chemistry, mixing ammonia and bleach together yields chlorine gas (which is green and deadly poisoness). He told me that his immune system hasn’t been the same ever since.
More random people please…