Cement Girl

My first hall activity I planned for my girls was a "smore-out" last night. I bought smore materials and we went behind the counseling center and used their outdoor fireplace to make smores.

I knew something was going to happen. That's what happens when it's the first girl hall activity of the year, and it's outside. We got attacked by a few boys with buckets of water. Fine. Okay. We decided to march over to the boys dorms and yell and scream and pound doors. But the guys were already back there, refusing to let us in. So we left, and continued our smore out. Except they came back about two minutes later, and had gathered MORE boys. I think they attacked us about 3 more times. We tried to turn the hose on them, but it was no use because there were so many of them and only one hose.

Finally we decided to pack up our stuff and head over to Angie's (The RMC) because she wanted our hall to come over for a little bit. So we packed up stuff and we're about to leave the backyard and.. well what do you know! more boys with buckets. We had nothing to protect ourselves with, so we kinda just stood there... I looked at Tyler Rohr and said "This is war!!" and ... he dumped a cupful of water on me. Oh joys.

Haha but.... I'm kinda glad it happened (though that information will not reach the boys' ears)... Cause afterwards we went over to Angie's and all the girls could do was plot their revenge. And now I feel like my girls are a team... maybe not a family quite yet, but a team.. with a mission. They've bonded. And if getting them to bond means I have to be soaking wet, I really don't mind.


"I say I'm better
because I lived before I died
At least i know you tried" 'Parachutes (funeral song)'-Mates of State

Did i ever say how much I love this cd?

It must also be horrible to love a band so much.

I got my new Mates of State cd in the mail (along with an older vinyl I ordered).

I rubbed it against my cheek.

I love it. Like a child.

most of y'all are slacking in the e-mail dept.

We had a free write today in Hum310, so i thought i'd share it with you, because it's just something that i like to talk about. Our prof had read a story out loud of a man who goes into this cafe for the first time and is surprised at the scene- throngs of people wanting orders from one crippled man who runs the whole place while keeping conversations going with everyone.

"This reminds meof the conversations I have with my friends, or the conversations my friends have together. Often in the dorms or house or cofeeshop we will sit. Some says one thing that sparks interaction and 75% of the time we end up on ridiculous topics that lead to hysterical laughter and stupid comments. Afterwards I will try to remember the subjects we talked about in an hour's span but I cannot see past the laughter and general good feeling I got from the conversation. Theo ther 25% of the time it is usually more serious subjects that I can look back on later and think about. These almost always leave a good feeling also, the same kind of feeling even though it stems from a different sort of conversation.

moving from one subect to another with ease and freedom usually ends in someone asking "how did we start talking about camels in Egypt?" and nobody can remember. These conversations have a freedom and comfortableness in them that cannot be forced or imitated."

Could it be so so wrong to love my room this much? It sounds really childish and shallow... but i love this space. I love that i can come back here, put on my music and enjoy my own private space. I love the mood that i just created by hearing the first few strains of the copeland cd.

I love my chair and the posters/pictures/things on my walls. I love the new ribbons that hold back my nasty drapes. I love my cowboy hat, my family pictures. I love my record player and my stacks of random pictures. I love my star pillowcases. I love my bass sitting by the window, and my huge headphones resting by my jones soda bottles. I love my bowling pin. I looooooove. I love the picture of my stenciling of my room at our old house.

siiiigh. I love all my crap and junk and fun things. this really is home for me right now.

a statement for you to see, and then think about:

non-conformity breeds conformity.

quick!!! by later tonight! I need an answer. choose a or b and shout out to me.

[a]"human nature is effected by science"

or

[b]"human nature is affected by science"

(i've never seen Say Anything- I guess this is now my motivation to see it).

Anyway- this is to say that I really really need to take a break from the internet and get cracking on homework and being a PA. I'm thinking maybe a week.. so in the next week I think I'll just be communicating by e-mail or this blog, just to let you all know. my e-mail is thenewdroan@yahoo.com and if you had my phone number before, the last four digits just changed to 1461. Phone calls are nice.... long, rambling voice mail messages are even better.

I know this is really going to test me because i am on duty this weekend, which means i have to stay on campus ALL weekend... and i know i'll be getting bored- and normally i would turn to the computer. But I've got a ton of books BESIDES homework that i want to read, and I need a break... i'm beginning to find the internet really boring.. and a waste of time.

Also... i'm kinda scared of a friendship that's beginning to grow again. Getting online to talk to that person does not need to be on the forefront of my mind like it has the last week or so.

And Seth- i forgot to e-mail this to you-- it's 'retaliation'.. i'm pretty sure.

So... that's it.

Say Anything...


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weird.

It is really good that i had leadership class tonight, and a PA staff meeting.

I got a lot of renewed encouragement and mission about what i'm doing, and i'm feeling a little better tonight.

Though the leadership group is REALLY loud with each other and after two hours with them, i'm ready to be by myself. Though I really really love my PA staff and had a great time at our meeting tonight.

Other than that- homework's gonna drive me into the ground. I'm extremely poor and need to work for some money soon!

I'm on duty all weekend so hopefully I'll get a ton of homework done (that means turning off my computer, or unplugging the internet, or something..) and i have FOUR books that aren't homework that i can read-- though that'll have to be rewards and not what i'm doing during most of my time.

i miss my niece already again.

I'm really lonely tonight. I feel like all my closest friends have moved on to other things... and i'm still stuck here with the same old same old...

i want someone permanent and present to talk to about these things.