so my mom is trying to guilt trip me out of getting a job; which isnt going to work. i went for compliance training today, which means i sat in a room with about 20 other people and watched videos for 2 hours and filled out a shit ton of paperwork... only to find out that i need my actual social security card instead of just a copy of it. so now i get to make a trip into lansing to get it... except i dont have a copy of my birth certificate or passport, so hopefully i can use the copy of my social security card to get another one... if i dont get laughed at in the process. im not looking forward to it.

on top of all of that, im so sick its not funny. i woke up friday and felt like i had been hit by a semi. so i went home for the weekend so i could get meds. i still feel like crap, and i feel like im going to cough up a lung or something. it sucks.

in other news, i still havent gotten my score on my nutrition exam yet. they were supposed to have been sent out this morning, but i still havent gotten it. if i dont get it tomorrow, im going to email my prof and see whats going on. i wont get my spanish exam back until thursday, but my prof said today that they were really good; so im not worried about that one. i got a 77 on my poli sci exam, but i only missed 9 questions. i guess thats what happens when theres only 40 questions on the whole exam... grr. that, and i guess youre not supposed to mix up which court cases stated what... oops...

i cant really think of anything else; or anything else that i can write on here... except for the fact that its slowly starting to sink in that i wont be going to auditions in november; and it makes me really really sad.

mood: sick

we talked about desegregation and affirmative action today in my poli sci class, and in said class there are a good number of black people. so of course you could tell they were all about ready to start screaming at my prof about how affirmative action was good and that it was about time and all that bull shit. now, this is where it gets interesting, my professor is black as well, and usually has no idea what hes talking about; this is a class on american government... not that hard people!! but anyway, i started thinking about the girl in my poli sci recitation the other day. so my ta started the class by asking everyone if they agreed or disagreed with our foreign policy. this girl sitting next to me shoots her hand in the air and claims that she is completely against our foreign policy... which is understandable, because most people are. anyway, fast forward 30 minutes, and our ta is talking about how capitalist the us is and its affect on our foreign policy, and in turn having an affect on our reputation abroad. same girl looks at me and says, what does capitalist mean? i look at her like she's retarded, and explain it to her. then she asks me why it has an affect on our foreign policy and why other countries abroad dont like us. once again, i look at her like shes from mars, and explain. after this she finally admits that she doesnt know anything about foreign policy, or what makes us a capitalist society. the SAME girl that 30 minutes before said she was completely AGAINST our foreign policy. this girl happens to be black. another black kid sitting behind me, on hearing me having this discussion with his friend decides to blurt out, 'vote obama.' not only are these people adults, but these people my friends, are voting in the next election.... s.c.a.r.y.
anyway, so i got to thinking.. this girl, and probably most of the black kids in that class were admitted to state under affirmative action, and it makes me wonder how many of them got in solely on the fact that the university had to fill its quota of black students on campus. which made me wonder if thats how my professor got his job as well, because lets face it, its not hard to remember which ammendments did what, and he just plainly doesnt know. this man is teaching an introduction to american government class, and he has no idea what hes talking about. so it got me wondering if the same affirmative action policies that dictate admissions processes applied to professors as well, because this man is clearly not qualified to be teaching this class.

mood: contemplative

so in my attempt at procrastination, i stumbled upon this thing. i completely forgot i even had it. considering the last time i wrote in it, i was in valencia, its been awhile.

the rest of my time in valencia was amazing. i miss everyone and everything like crazy; ok i miss almost everyone, i dont miss my room mate, who i havent seen since weve been back, which is completely fine by me. i almost stayed over there and didnt come home. the only reason i came back was because i was sick of wearing the same clothes, i had no money, and because my tour fees were already paid for. ive already decided im going back after i graduate; i LOVE it there.

tour was absolutely amazing. im still sad that it was my last summer; i wont ever get to do that again, and it makes me incredibly sad because it was such a big part of my life for so long. we got screwed by the judges again this year, but i dont care because we were fucking fierce, and we all know we kicked ass; fuck the judges.

i absolutely hate my classes and just being on campus in general. i only have 15 credits, but i have 5 classes... LAME. and theyre supposed to be easy ones, i have 2 100 level classes, econ, an ethics class, and spanish. i have an 8 am 2 days a week and an 830 am the other 2; but i dont have classes on fridays which is nice i suppose. but i have so much homework to do all the time its insane. i have a philosophy paper due monday that i have a page of; but its only a draft so i dont actually have to finish the whole thing i guess. i have 2 exams on thursday that im completely dreading, and so much other stuff to do that my head is spinning just thinking about it. this is all compounded with the fact that i have recently become nocturnal; yes like an owl. i cant sleep at night, its just impossible for me. no matter how tired i am, i just lay there and never fall asleep. now sleeping during the day, i have no problems with that, i sleep like a baby during the day.

im not teaching this year, and its killing me. i never realized how much i loved teaching those girls until this year. even with all the bullshit i had to deal with, i loved teaching them. i taught a band camp at l'anse creuse when i got back from tour, and that was fun; i was supposed to teach there for the rest of the year, but its too far, and i wouldnt have been able to make it to rehearsal on time because of classes, so thats a bust. but speaking of jobs, i submitted my application to work in the caf today... yes, me, working in the caf. i need the money, and were going to stick with that. its part of my new independence thing... so far, im not off to a good start. but by the end of the year i want to be paying for my own cell phone, and i want to get most of the debt i have paid off. i dont want to have to depend on my mom anymore for anything; i want to have a car of my own by next fall; which probably wont happen, but its a goal that i can have for myself at least. im tired of having to rely on my mom for everything, and im tired of her ruining my life because she doesnt want me to do anything.

i miss these girls like crazy...



so many good times...

but i should get back to all the homework that i have to do so i can relax somewhat.... hopefully.

location: 148 north wonders mood: depressed music: Do It Alone - Sugarcult

that's all the time i have left here in valencia.... i can hardly believe that i've been here since january 18th. it's unreal.

i love all my classes, they're a riot, and my professors are amazing, and they're all hilarious! the only thing i have to complain about is the amount of homework i always have. i haven't had a night since classes started that i didn't have homework. it kinda sucks. i had so much stuff to do over spring break that i couldn't even go anywhere because i never would've finished it all; that and i don't have the money to travel.

so i no longer get along with my room mate. that lasted about a week and a half. she is the most horrible person i've ever met. she has had her computer plugged in since we've been here. the only 2 times that it's been unplugged are when she went to madrid, and right now, because i unplugged it. the family foots the bill for all the electricity we use, and it's expensive here. she blares her music at 2 am when i'm trying to sleep, she has the lights on all night because she has horrible time managment skills, and apparently i'm less of a human because i don't like sports. so shoot me because my life doesn't revolve around a bunch of guys running around in way too much padding, throwing a ball to each other for 4 hours; or because i find sweaty guys running up and down a court dribbling a ball for 3 hours completely boring. i'm sorry that i have friends here that i go out with, and that she doesn't and that she sits at home all weekend. i'm tired of being quiet when i come in at 5 or 6 in the morning on the weekends, screw it, i'm going to treat her like she treats me for these last 37 days, and see how she likes it.

but other than the room mate bullshit, i absolutely LOVE it here!!! i don't want to come home; i'm really thinking about moving here once i graduate; i love it here that much! the only reason i'm looking forward to coming home is because i have cadets camp the weekend i come home, and i'm excited to see everyone and learn some cute twirls! and of course, to see all the friends that i haven't seen since january because no one could come see me while i was here.

my 2 week spring break was amazing. the first week was fallas, which was probably the coolest thing ever. everyone way over-hyped it, but it was still amazing. the second week, i spent everyday at the beach, and i have a killer tan now. it's awesome; i look a little less american because i'm actually tan instead of being pasty white. but the best part was that i got 10 days away from my room mate! she gets back sometime tonight, and i'm totally NOT looking forward to it.

but now i have to go finish all the homework that i didn't do for the last 2 weeks because i didn't feel like doing homework during spring break. yummy...

location: C/ Turia 59 8ª Valencia Spain 46008 mood: devious

so my roomate here has to be the most inconsiderate person ive ever met. its just about 2 am here, and everyone in the house is sleeping, so what is she doing? she was just on her phone for 15 minutes, shouting to the person she was talking to, and now shes playing videos on youtube on her computer with the sound blaring. its 2 am, and people are sleeping! oh, and it doesnt stop there. she uses my convertor because she has to leave her computer plugged in all the time, couldnt tell ya why; which by the way, the family foots the bill for. so she uses my convertor because she doesnt want to unplug her computer, and it annoys me to no end. not to mention that her spanish sucks, and i have to constantly translate stuff for her; so ive stopped, and ive noticed that the family doesnt talk to her as much, which is really funny, in my opinion. shes also the epitomy of a dumb blonde; she doesnt get anything, and when you try to tell her something, you have to tell her 5 or 6 times before she actually understands anything; and its really really annoying.

other than the roomate bullshit, i love it here. i guess i just need to find some other people to hang out with so im not forced to be around her all the time.

i feel slightly better now that ive vented.


classes are interesting; we arent allowed to use english in the center, so all my classes are strictly in spanish. the city is gorgeous, and i havent even seen the whole thing yet. the food is wonderful; i havent really found anything that i dont like; which is an accomplishment for me. my family is amazing, we have no rules; other than the ones that the program gives us; one short shower a day, 3 meals, and electricity (which my roomate takes advantage of). all we have to do is make sure we turn the lights off in rooms we arent in; and close doors when we leave rooms; another thing my roomate cant do.

but im exhausted and i want to get up early tomorrow so i can go museum exploring tomorrow. hope everyones staying warm!

location: Turia 59, apartment 8 Valencia, Spain mood: amused

Hola from Spain!! i got here a couple days ago. my host family is amazing, even though i havent met them all yet because my host dad is in the hospital; i think he had kidney stones. so my host mom has been at the hospital with him for awhile now. i think hes coming home tomorrow though, so that will be nice.
the culture here is so different. we have to wear shoes or slippers around the house, we cant put our feet on the furniture, and meals are huge occasions. the whole family comes home. they turn the heat off at night, so its freezing in the morning, and theres no carpet, so the floors are always cold. you have to turn the lights off when you leave a room, and then shut the door.
the city is gorgeous though, there are monuments and fountains everywhere. i havent really done any exploring yet, havent really had time.
the 6 hour time difference is rough, and jet lags a bitch. and not to mention spaniards stay out until 5am! bars and clubs dont even pick up until around 3; and drinks are rediculously expensive.
ill try and find a place to put up my pictures for everyone to see, but thats all for now.

so it's been awhile... ok, it's been an eternity..

let's see, what's happened since i've been home.

my 21st sucked balls, i worked and sat on my ass by myself for the night, went out with someone i hardly knew, got shit faced and puked.. my kinda night... or not.

band camp was a blast, i was drunk the whole time. it made being at a jesuit retreat completely worth it.

school sucks, like usual; i have 5 classes, but somehow its only 13 credits. i hardly ever go, and when i do go, i just fall asleep anyway.

i've had the weekend/week from hell:

i sprained my ankle friday morning in my dance class, spent 45 minutes in olin telling them my ankle wasnt broken, practically ran to wells to take my econ exam which i thought i failed, but i actually got like an 85 on. i was supposed to go out friday night, but brandon ended up working until 11, so i sat around and did jack shit. worked for 8 hours on saturday with people i cant stand, went home and was supposed to go out to ann arbor saturday night, but didnt end up going because my mom didnt want me to. spent all day sunday doing homework.

it rained ALL day monday, had to bum a ride to rehearsal, spent 2 and a half hours in the rain in linden, my phone got soaked, and doesnt work now, but on the plus side, i got drunk and brandon came to visit.

when im not in class or in linden, im doing homework, because for some reason, my spanish and econ profs seem to think that their classes are the only ones im taking, so they pile on the reading. its fun, or not. i hardly have any time to sleep, which is why i fall asleep in class... when i actually go.

thats pretty much my life in a nutshell, and a tiny one at that.

mood: busy

im home, really tan, and really skinny

best summer of my life, more later

oh, my 21st is in 2 days, wicked excited

got my grades

ARB 202 3.0
ARB 491 4.0
ISS 315 2.5
ISB 202 3.0
PLS 313 3.5 hell yea, i thought i was failing
THR 456 2.5

i dont know my semester gpa, but i still have a 3.2, so im good.

mood: curious

I am officially done for the semester!!!!!!


with classes that is....
i have a presenation in arabic at 10 am tomorrow that i have yet to write, or memorize. i have a final monday, a final tuesday, a paper and a project due tuesday, nothing wednesday, and 2 finals thursday...
i can do it!

NOT!!

mood: bitchy

ive decided im done being nice to people, because it gets me nowhere.

ive also decided that im done helping people, i have stuff to do for myself, and i dont need to waste my time helping people who could do things for themselves. im not available whenever you need me. im done.

also, if someone pisses me off, im going to tell them, and im not just going to say, 'youre pissing me off' no, im going to get in their face and scream. because im fucking done with people.

everyone can thank my fucking suitemates for this rant. 7:40 is NOT the same thing as 7:30. if you say youre going to be out of the bathroom by 7:30, then be OUT of the fucking bathroom by 7:30. its not that hard.

fucking bitches.

location: hell mood: pissed off

so today as i was not paying attention in my iss class, because well, i never do, my professor starts talking about population. and somehow we got on the topic of mexicans. dont know how, dont care. anyway, so my professor starts talking about all the land that the settlers from europe took. so he starts naming states that we took from mexico. he says that there are 8 states that we took from them. he names off a list, including, colorado, utah, nevada, california, arizona, new mexico, and 2 others that i cant think of. not only did he forget TEXAS, ya know, the one we had a WAR over, but colorado and utah??? wtf dude. what happened to the luisianna purchase, and lewis and clark??? i thought they explored that area; unless EVERY history teacher ive had has been lying to me.

a few days ago in my iss class we were talking about migration. so my prof asks the class what the biggest migration in our history was. we came up with the obvious: the removal of the native americans, the importation of african americans from africa, the mass migration from the south to the north and west after the civil war, the expansion into the west.. ya know, the obvious ones. he says no to all of these, that there was something bigger. so were clueless, and he tells us that the migration of people from rural to urban areas was the biggest migration. one question, HOW?

he has also been known to call europe, THE europe.

he also frequently refers to hong-kong as a nation.

he also hasnt realized yet that it is NOT NECESSARY to SCREAM into the microphone when speaking. the lecture is in kedzie, and the man can be heard WITHOUT the microphone in the very back of the room, but insists on using it anyway. so those of us who sit towards the front, not only get to hear his actual voice, but we get the echo going into the microphone, and the voice that is projected from the speakers... so by the end of the lecture, you have a massive headache. two days a week. from 12:40 until 2. if i dont kill this man by the end of the semester, its going to be a freaking miracle.

we have 2 ta's in this class as well. both of whom speak english as a first language, which my professor doesnt, as is extremely evident by his many grammar and word mistakes. HE not the TA'S writes the exam. now i understand that spell check doesnt catch every mistake or every grammar mistake, but there are obvious mistakes on exams that SHOULD have been caught. half of the questions are not understandable because of the horrendous grammar mistakes. a grammar teacher would have a field day with this man.

and he my friends, is PAYED by THIS university to TEACH.

and the best thing is, he is supposed to be an amazing professor....

i believe im now done with my rant on my iss professor, now back to my stack of homework that is about to surpass mount everest.

location: hell mood: curious music: my suitemates from hell

so im back from florida

more when i can function without feeling like im going to pass out

lots of funny stories

location: my dorm room... alone mood: sad music: Nickleback

so i had my foot surgery on thursday. and now i have a hole in my foot, and im on painkillers that dont do anything. and i have a purple thing that looks like a cast on my foot, and one of those funny looking shoe things so i cant bend my foot. stairs and walking are currently my biggest enemies.

so my break was freaking amazing.

while i know there was no snow up here to avoid, i was wearing tank tops and t-shirts the whole time. i went to disney world and universal studios, got to see the gulf of mexico, got to watch the last of the sunset at the beach, you know, fun stuff. it was freaking awesome.

the end of break sucked though, because i was back in michigan.

classes suck already. my poli sci prof is boring as hell, my arabic class is going to kick my ass hardcore, my iss class is 2 HOURS LONG, my biology class is stupid. the only 2 classes im actually going to enjoy are my other arabic class and my dance history class.

i love running into people i know on campus.... well, almost. there are some people that i would rather not run into... like one of the people i ran into today. i was going to my dance history class, and i ran into one of my exes.. not cool. i just thought to myself, what the hell was i thinking.

this is the most random entry i think ive ever written. oh well, im kinda procrastinating already.

so i didnt fail my arabic class last semester like i thought i was going to. i actually did pretty well. although i failed my iss final and still got a 4.0 in the class. riddle me that one. i ended up with a 4.0, 2 3.5s and a 3.0. not bad for not doing anything all semester.

thats pretty much it. actually thats all i can think of right now.

location: my freezing cold dorm room mood: cold

florida was awesome. end of story. too bad i have to go back to school now...

i realize that quiet hours suck ass. however, they are there for a reason... its FINALS week, and for most of us (me), these finals are worth almost half our grade. translation = i need to do well. the girls on my floor dont understand that QUIET hours, mean, that you should be QUIET. my suitemates are screaming at each other, as well as people running through the halls and opening doors. how i hate living on campus.... i realize that they may not have any finals tomorrow, or any hard finals, but there are some of us (me again) who do.

i handed in my 7 and a half page dance history research paper today... mroe like i handed in 7 1/2 pages of pure bullshit. but oh well, we found out that the second part of the class, that we take next semester isnt as writing based.. THANK FREAKING GOD..... i seriously wrote 9 papers for that class. and most of them were larger papers, between 5 and 8 pages. i realize thats not really that long, but ive never had to write anything longer.

i have 2 finals left, then im going home, and repacking so i can go to camp this weekend, and then to orlando on sunday. thats right, im spending my ENTIRE break in florida, WITHOUT the snow. dont get too jealous because i have to have foot surgery on the 11th. which im not looking forward to.

in other words... im freaking procrasinating, again. i cant study for something for loner than an hour or so before i have to take a break. especially when im just reading my notes and defining terms and looking through possible essay questions, and going over old exams and learning an entire course pack worth of articles and authors and their key words and points..... shoot. me. now.

back to studying? no, i think i need some sleep... LOTS of sleep

location: my bed, about ready to bust through the fucking wall. mood: annoyed

*WHEN* i graduate, i will graduate with 2, count em 2 degrees. how long its going to take me, couldnt tell ya.

i had laffy taffy the other night, and i feel like sharing the not so funny jokes:

What's blue and round?

an orange holding his breath. no?? didnt think so..

How much did the pirate pay to get his ears pierced?

a buck 'n' ear... definately not...



anyway, im procrastinating, i dont feel like studying for my arabic final, which i already know will result in my failing the exam. and i dont feel like writing my research paper for dance history, which i already know i will write sunday night before its due monday at 3. so i really dont have anything to do...

who am i kidding, i have a shit ton of stuff i COULD be doing, i just dont want to... AT. ALL.

location: my freezing cold room... no heat mood: blah

two things...

my heat definately doesnt work.... its fucking freezing in here

as of monday, i will have a dual major in spanish and politcal science pre-law

why dont i just sell my soul for money for school now?

location: my bed mood: busy

Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to write an journal entry with ten random facts about yourself. Then, pick six of your friends and tag them; no tag backs.

i was tagged by nicole

lets see..

1. i dont like to talk about my problems with people.

2. i actually like school, if i have classes i enjoy.

3. i love soy nuts.. i eat them like candy.

4. i really dont like it here at state.

5. my right foot is half a size bigger than my left.

6. on that note, my right leg is half an inch longer than my left, so i walk with a permanent limp.

7. i like being by myself. having people around is nice, but i work better when im alone.

8. i hate having my picture taken. im just not photogenic.

9. i might be going to law school.

10. im really insecure about my height and weight.


now, i tag: jaq, bek, and gabe

mood: bored