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Why do I always feel like screaming?
Mar. 21st, 2004 02:51 pmLast week was horribly insane. FOrgot to finish the french novel over break, found out I had to finish it by thurs. midterm tues afternoon and just about died trying to do so (NO, there were no sparknotes, which could have eliminated much pain, believe me). Between my three tuesday classes, meetings, reading, two classes wednesday, and two back to back midterms, with two quizzes on thursday, more meetings, and leaving for VA beach at 2 a.m Friday morning- yeah, I'm glad I survived...
So I got back today (3 a.m.) from Virginia Beach with the pep band, which was an awesome trip. 12 hours on a bus Friday morning with random stops at some sheetz, PA rest stops, etc for lunch. Amusing conversations, decent movies until the vcr ate the tape. Which was probably a good thing in the end. Games on Fri were fun- decked out in 50's pep band uniform, high on sugar, screaming with a large cheering section. Too bad we lost. Then off to the hotel, which was actually 30 min away from the beach.. but the bus took us down to the boardwalk around 7 pm, so that was cool. Ran down the beach on the sand at 8 pm when the temp was literally around freezing. Woohoo! Like some sorta pseudo polar bear club. The 9 of us ate dinner in this little bar, which was fun. Except that my food wasn't that great and there was lots of smoke. oh well, what do you expcet. Then a walking trip to the 7/11, but apparently everyone who wanted to go decided not to buy anything. That could have been an interesting experience. But I don't know if it would have been smart, and we all needed sleep, so that was the best ting anyway. Ended up taking some really funny, inappropriate looking pictures with some manequins infront of this haunted house, and then playing pool. Early consolation game at 11 am, so left the hotel around 9:45. You'd think i'd be awake after all that sleep, but no, I stared at this bus that was parked infront of ours wondering why it wasn't open yet. Haha. Good think I figured it out before too many people noticed.. ^_^; The end of that game was just awesome, we won by one point in the last minute. Talk about an adrenaline rush. And we got to play all our songs. And there was this really cool drum corps at half time. And the weather was sooooooo awesome! *grin* GReen green grass, deep blue skys, gentle breeze, upper 60's at least. It was perfect. So we ran around taking pictures of ppls shadowns and other such amusing antics. (Didn't know a camera could be used for *that* so convincingly..) Pizza, sparkling grape juice, stops at wawa's, sheetz, card games- mind games (which I learned I thoroughly suck at, btw..), a very nice trip home. People say really funny things when they're drunk. Lol. And that's all I have to say about that. So it was an awesome trip, it really was- I had a great time, the people were great, nothing horrible happened- I really did love it. People actually called on my cell phone and cared that i was gone. *grin* That makes me feel better about leaving here for the summer. Then this morning it was breakfast, and an interview to try to get special interst housing.
It didn't go badly at all. Yay. Yet somehow, all these things, the trip, the school, the interview, always make me realize how far I still have to go as a person- like, I *feel* all the places I'm lacking, and that's depressing. I should not feel that way. I have nothing to complain about, so why do I go on these self-denegrating tangents?
"On behalf of humanity
I will fight for your sanity
How profound such profanity can be
Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves
Of all these demons haunting us
To keep us company "
I am *so* a dork. Of course, that could be the homework talking, too. I have a test to make up tomorrow, and a movie to watch for french that everyone else saw friday, a ling. project to get together by Tuesday, and lots of other little things I don't want to think about. So, if you all are still reading my whines, thanks. But really, I'm okay, 'cause it's been a great weekend! Btw, bonjovimello, I love your dancin' phrase. That's a great way to think about it.. go life.
Hope you all have an awesome Sunday!
So I got back today (3 a.m.) from Virginia Beach with the pep band, which was an awesome trip. 12 hours on a bus Friday morning with random stops at some sheetz, PA rest stops, etc for lunch. Amusing conversations, decent movies until the vcr ate the tape. Which was probably a good thing in the end. Games on Fri were fun- decked out in 50's pep band uniform, high on sugar, screaming with a large cheering section. Too bad we lost. Then off to the hotel, which was actually 30 min away from the beach.. but the bus took us down to the boardwalk around 7 pm, so that was cool. Ran down the beach on the sand at 8 pm when the temp was literally around freezing. Woohoo! Like some sorta pseudo polar bear club. The 9 of us ate dinner in this little bar, which was fun. Except that my food wasn't that great and there was lots of smoke. oh well, what do you expcet. Then a walking trip to the 7/11, but apparently everyone who wanted to go decided not to buy anything. That could have been an interesting experience. But I don't know if it would have been smart, and we all needed sleep, so that was the best ting anyway. Ended up taking some really funny, inappropriate looking pictures with some manequins infront of this haunted house, and then playing pool. Early consolation game at 11 am, so left the hotel around 9:45. You'd think i'd be awake after all that sleep, but no, I stared at this bus that was parked infront of ours wondering why it wasn't open yet. Haha. Good think I figured it out before too many people noticed.. ^_^; The end of that game was just awesome, we won by one point in the last minute. Talk about an adrenaline rush. And we got to play all our songs. And there was this really cool drum corps at half time. And the weather was sooooooo awesome! *grin* GReen green grass, deep blue skys, gentle breeze, upper 60's at least. It was perfect. So we ran around taking pictures of ppls shadowns and other such amusing antics. (Didn't know a camera could be used for *that* so convincingly..) Pizza, sparkling grape juice, stops at wawa's, sheetz, card games- mind games (which I learned I thoroughly suck at, btw..), a very nice trip home. People say really funny things when they're drunk. Lol. And that's all I have to say about that. So it was an awesome trip, it really was- I had a great time, the people were great, nothing horrible happened- I really did love it. People actually called on my cell phone and cared that i was gone. *grin* That makes me feel better about leaving here for the summer. Then this morning it was breakfast, and an interview to try to get special interst housing.
It didn't go badly at all. Yay. Yet somehow, all these things, the trip, the school, the interview, always make me realize how far I still have to go as a person- like, I *feel* all the places I'm lacking, and that's depressing. I should not feel that way. I have nothing to complain about, so why do I go on these self-denegrating tangents?
"On behalf of humanity
I will fight for your sanity
How profound such profanity can be
Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves
Of all these demons haunting us
To keep us company "
I am *so* a dork. Of course, that could be the homework talking, too. I have a test to make up tomorrow, and a movie to watch for french that everyone else saw friday, a ling. project to get together by Tuesday, and lots of other little things I don't want to think about. So, if you all are still reading my whines, thanks. But really, I'm okay, 'cause it's been a great weekend! Btw, bonjovimello, I love your dancin' phrase. That's a great way to think about it.. go life.
Hope you all have an awesome Sunday!
