Tuesday, January 11, 2005

 
It is cold and bitter, icy and frosty out. Today I slept in as much as I could and then got up to just do random things around the house. For the 8th time (probably) this month I went to Target to get a few last things, returned library books, and picked up some tax info. I got my haircut, checked my mail at school (cd!), and bought a guitar chord dictionary. I've tried to organize my backpack and things, do laundry, etc. It is hard to pack for such a huge trip. I take comfort in the fact (that is such a stupid phrase) that we are spending 4 days on the road before heading into Mexico. If I forget something I can always buy it during the trip.

Yesterday was really good. I got up early and drove into school to get drawings from the kids at our "laboratory preschool" on campus and from the kids there. They all drew their own self, their family, their home, and what their parent(s) do at work. I had lunch with Steph and Evonne. Stephanie and I ran around during the afternoon and took THREE (count them, three!) trips to Target. Stupid one hour photo. On our last trip there everyone was laughing SO hard because apparently I can't quote Napoleon well enough and IT'S A BIG JOKE TO EVERYONE!! so they laugh at me and my inabilities. I told Lizy to shut up ten times but she did not. We got out of the car and she said "You think I'm a failure cause I go home to He-Man at night?" and I couldn't.... i Just... oh man. I broke down, it was so hilarious.

Then Natalie, Matt, Stephanie, Amanda, Lizy, and I went to Cha, Cha, Cha! for dinner. We tried to head over to cheap night bowling but the place was closed (?) so we just headed home and all hung out. I had to lead a candlelighting party which just... sucked. And then I said goodbye to everyone and came home. It was a busy, busy day.

I hugged my roommates and Natalie helped me take my stuff out to my car. We hugged for a long time. I told her I had to go before I started crying. She laughed and I got in my car. I pulled forward, turned around (like we have to do in our street), and started crying. I shook it off and was driving past the house and they were out there waving wildly at me. So i just started crying more and was a big baby. aosigeigheighehaiwhgiehsgehg i miss them already.

I spent A TON of time yesterday burning cds for my trip. Do they work in my discman? no.

By the way, I'm doing a journal for everyone I know (family, friends... family friends, professors, staff at my school, the city of Portland), and it is Meghan in Mexico
hoorah.

"(I'm) thinking I can fly now
as the city draws us down.
I hear Mexico.
Above all, are we out for contact?"
-Mates of State

Sunday, January 09, 2005

 
I've recently discovered something about myself. I have always been the kind of obsessive person where colors have to match exactly and I cannot stand bumps in my hair when I pull my hair back into a ponytail. I need clean lines and all of that good stuff.

However, it has become so apparent to me lately how much of an aestheticly minded person I am. My favorite show to watch when I am babysitting and the kids are sleep (and the parents have cable) is "What Not To Wear". I actually really, really enjoy fashion which you would not be able to tell from looking at me. On that show, though, they talk people through what works best with their body shapes and what does not work. Somehow this is incredibly interesting to me.

When I was a kid, I was the kind of kid who would empty out all of her crayons and then put them back in again- in rainbow-colored order. This week while I was babysitting the 2 year old I was watching had a new set of Legos that were so nicely colored- much better than the primary-esque chunky Legos I'm so used to. There was red, orange, yellow, light green, dark green, light blue, and dark blue. It soon turned into me building all sorts of things in rainbow colored order. Or trying to combine the best color combinations.

Then I built this thing that began to look like some sort of tall building that could be apartments. The design was so neat I wish I would've drawn it out so I could remember. Anyway, I just thought it would've been the coolest looking building. And now that I think back on it I remember always being interested when my parents looked for houses. A hobby of theirs is just going to open houses on Sunday afternoons "just to look". I have this weird spatial ability with square feet and learned this at a young age. I don't know many 10 year olds who know about how big a 10x12 ft room is off the top of their head.

This is long and rambly but it's just become so apparent to me lately that it's crazy. It seems like all I can do lately is see the shape, colors, and shades of things.

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