Been a while

So. It's been a while. 

Like, over a year, while.

Once again, I return to this lovely blog for 2 reasons:

Boredom 

I'm in need of a silly, easy, random, creative outlet.

That being said, you, lucky reader/watcher/all around good person, will get to view the train wreck that is my winter break. Then, in all likelihood, I will once again vanish into the abyss. 

Its fun in the abyss.

So far in this break I have:

Gone shopping. Three times.

Watched 8 hours of The Mentalist, 10 hours of NCIS, and 8 hours of Bones (I estimate in the past 3 days I have seen roughly 38 fictional deaths. Poor souls.)

Got a 2nd Guinea Pig.

Discovered said Guinea Pig dead upon waking up. (It was pretty tragic.)

Wrapped Christmas presents.

Annoyed my dogs with hugs, photos, and pokes. 

Its only been 4 days. I'm here another full month. As you can see, this should be, umm, an easy time to blog. 

Enjoy this Alpaca. Because, really, when has this blog made sense?

Where the heck are the swings?

I was actually busy today!

Its sad that thats news. But... It is.

Did you know how challenging it is to find a park with swings? Its ridiculous. Swings are fantastic, why aren't they at every park? As some one who has been injured on a swing (in the fourth grade I spent weeks in a neck brase because of an accident on a swing) I say bring them back to all the parks! Slides are just as dangerous as swings and if that is why you can't find swings at all public parks then you should also take away jungle gyms and the rest of the freaken park. Give me swings!

Miscellaneous fact: Colin Firth and Orlando Bloom (among other actors) filmed a movie in Durham, NC 2ish years ago. It hasn't come out yet though. But I saw them filming! I know it exists!

Maybe he built a boat...

Day 2 of my crazy idea that, in all honesty, probably won't last more than a week. 

I really hope he built a boat. That would be awesome. Just imagine a little bird with a crooked neck paddling a little boat made of a piece of trash like a small cup for ice cream or paper or something with his wing. Birdbeak the pirate! Argg.

The Wind is the Enemy.

I'm going to take this time to bring to light an issue I find very fascinating and frustrating.

But before I do this, I am going to acknowledge another issue that is my own fault. I discuss the weather a lot. Like, a ton. Mostly how I dislike it. It's silly, but weather is big. Its not like, "Oh, no, I dropped my cell phone in the toilet and peed on it" big. I mean, that's big to one person, and, I guess, the phone... I mean there really isn't any recovering from that for the phone. But its not something that everyone has experienced. (... It is something I have experience however, if you were wondering... at least I'm not the phone... Sadly, it didn't make it.)

Anyway. Here it is, I have dissed both winter and the cold. They kind of go hand in hand but now I am set on something that only increases the intense hatred I have for the winter and the cold. 

Wind.

I dislike the wind. I hate walking to class when it is windy, which for the past few months, is all the time. Seriously? All the time? Yes. It can get to be similar to walking in a wind tunnel. I heard grass whistle today. I didn't even know that could really happen. And if the Wind would stop for a moment, the whistling would stop. Thats right, that sound, it isn't whistling, its the grass screaming at the Wind to stop pushing them around. 

I love arriving to class looking like I just parachuted down. My hair, even when it is up when I leave the dorm, is in my mouth and eyes as well as sticking out at all angles. As a walk to class I fight my hair and the Wind plays tricks, it slows for a moment and thats when I fix everything, the suddenly a long, continuous gust.

The worst is, it enhances the cold. I me really, thats just mean, like teeth biting my legs, the wind launches the cold on you like a little monster. I find myself struggling in the wind, my hair everywhere looking at people as they go by somehow looking put together still. How do you do this? Did you make a deal or something? Is it just my side of the sidewalk?

Bounce back

I have neglected this for long enough! 

Not that I come to you with exciting news or anything its just that I finally have time to say something. I have been super busy with school and life in general these past few weeks and it has been fantastic. Busy is good.

I am working on school stuff (this includes 2 semester long group projects that make me want to roll over and die), trying to find a place to live (also, not fun), trying to figure out what classes to take next year( more fun), and directing a show for our 10 minute play festival (SUPER awesome).

I, like many students, have reached the point in the semester where I have assessed what has to happen between now and the end and I laughed. Not because its funny but because that is just what I do when I realize the insanity of the end of the year is here, deadlines are everywhere, looming and glaring at me, and I don't actually know what I'm doing. But thats ok, not many people do know. 

If you are one of the people who know, you are clearly an alien, a magician, or a time traveler. In these cases, I believe that is called cheating.

This may be the most boring video ever.  But I really wanted to post one. My apologies. 

Surprise! Your busy!

My life has become an explosion of busy. 

I suddenly find myself in the midst of a show, I am sound board operator for our studio series production of Equus. This was a surprise to me, I found out the day before teching the show began. So my evenings are suddenly filled with scenes of a psychotic british teen and a lot of creepy, but oh so awesome horses. 

I have also realized that next week I have 3 exams, 2 of which are on the same day and in classes that are, we'll just say a little more challenging. This isn't too bad until I consider all of the other things going on before these tests it is slightly terrifying. 

I discussed law school with a professor. While yes, it was helpful and I got some great ideas it also scared me quite a bit. I feel like this picture. 

On the bright side spring break is almost here! That'll probably be the next time I show up. Wish me luck! And broken limbs!

An over enthusiastic "hey" to you.

So I have this problem. It is a very serious problem. When I pass someone on the way to class, or dinner or something and they wave... I tend to practically yell "hey!" 

Its a thing that needs to change. Because I get weird looks and I know its unnecessary but its like this compulsion and just kind of happens. 

I can't even do it justice in the video, its a level of intensity and excitement that can only be reached in those awkward encounters. Its like my mind goes "OH LOOK, YOU KNOW THEM! YOU ACTUALLY DO KNOW SOMEONE!" and then my mouth and voice team up and declare this to the entire campus.

And then I walk off and think about it. How it could have gone better if I hadn't responded like I believe the other person is both blind and deaf. I swear to myself that my next "hey" will be happy and calm, but no, it will always be uncomfortably over enthusiastic.

I'm doomed. 

A Construction Musical

This morning at 7 I was woken by a musical of beeping bulldozers, backhoes, and even a couple dump trucks. 

First it was just one. The one beep I've heard just about every morning at about 7 or 7:30. I wake up and think its an alarm clock like I do every morning. Half asleep I angrily, and ever so dramatically, roll over. Like that will make them feel sorry for me and the beeping will stop or something. 

This is the same lovely construction that no one can figure out what the heck it is they are hoping to achieve and has made them make our sidewalk tiny (the one that leads to the magical land of Starbucks). Its also what got screwed up and caused a gas leak that lead to evacuation of my dorm last semester. Apparently, its just never going to be finished.

Anyway, I'm laying there, cussing out the construction in my head and roll over. Right when I'm about to fall back asleep the next round chimes in. My eyes pop open as I cringe listening to the two different pitched things beeping. And they go on and on and on. And again I think I can adjust to this and suddenly there are two more. 

This is not a large area. The place where this construction is happening isn't that freaken wide. So now I'm laying there annoyed and not only trying to fall back asleep but also trying to figure out how on earth they have fit this many large construction vehicles into this tiny area and why they all seem to be backing up at once. It was like construction Tetris. 

So, in the end, my alarm went off before I fell back asleep. 

The beeping stopped about 5 minutes after my alarm. 

Dearest Winter,

To put it simply: I hate you.

While this may seem like a blunt way of putting my feelings out there about your cold, miserable ways let me explain. I'm sure you'll understand.

First of all your cold and dead. The only beauty you bring is when it snows, and that in itself is tricky. While yes, the snow is beautiful and capable of the gift of canceling class it is also cold, slippery, dangerous, and makes a total mess as it sluggishly melts away.

The only good thing about you is Christmas. I tried to think of more and really couldn't. 

Your siblings are about a thousand times better than you. I'm sorry but you know its true. Even fall is better and it brings allergies and leads to you coming back around. Spring is beautiful and brings back the heat and flowers. And as for Summer, well its awesome.It doesn't need a temperamental device to cancel classes, they just don't exist! 

If I were you, I would reconsider my ways. Soon, no one will like you anymore and do you really want that? Doing something as simple as eliminating the fierce wind or letting up on the snow would help. Or even not getting so dark so early, a lot of people are fond of daylight. Being big and bad isn't all its cracked up to be, you'll see.

Oh goody, a new semester

No one knows how to kick off a semester like I do. Seriously, its a thing of wonder.

Oh what a week. Moving back in was loads of fun, always is, nothing better than almost killing yourself trying to bring everything in to your dorm from your car in as few trips as possible... I always tell myself that I'm not going to overload with crap on those trips from car to dorm and that making more trips is OK, but I still manage to carry way more stuff that what you would think is possible for a girl of my size.

There was a small casualty this time though, my poor phone. I accidently punted it into an elevator door. It no longer gives any indication of receiving a text message but it still works. This thing is built pretty tough apparently.

In the midst of all the unloading I also forgot to put up my parking permit. So today I had to go walk out and dig the citation out from under about 7 inches of snow and put the permit up. 

Classes seem like they'll be good... Difficult but interesting. I have a wide range this semester so it will defiantly be unique. Here we are, day 4 of the first week back and already missing a day of class. Yesterday was one of chaos for everyone. 

(there was a video that I made indicating chaos and snow and such but my computer decided to save it as a folder and not a video cause well, thats just how things work out for me. But yeah. imagine a witty video of a snow storm here.)

all in one day (yesterday, the day of chaos) I:

discovered a hole in my boot the hard way...cold slushy water sucks in your shoes.

I spilled coffee all over my arm

was about 30 seconds from being late to all of my classes

and the snowstorm!!