Ooops, I forgot one thing
The name of my cute little silver Jetta:
Uggy (with a u from 'ugh')
She's a definite girly car with purple/blue and red lighting. She's spunky too, given that she's a 5 speed. I'll be driving back down to Florida instead of flying like in my original plans. Eric is driving with me!
Merry Christmas!
Evening, Christmas Day!
Wow what a crazy time since I've been home. Last wednesday my parents asked me to come with them to pick up 'furniture' that was supposedly a christmas present and they needed my help loading it into the car. So I went. We drive into Glastonbury and lo and behold, pull into a Volkswagon Dealership. Me, being the blonde that I am, say "what furniture can you buy here?" Oh the stupid things I say. So we get out of the car and several newer cars are parked in front of the dealership, engines running. My father points to a silver Jetta and says, "I think the silver one's yours Ames." My heart must have skipped a beat. My parents have been telling me forever that I would not get a car from them and that I would have to pay for it myself. Apparently not! We sign all the papers and I can barely do anything except grin like a little kid. I even found out that Eric was in on the secret! The stinker!!!! The amusing part of all of it is that I had just several days before told my parents how my dream (albeit one I though unrealistic) of christmas would be to wake up, reach into the last part of my stocking and pull out a set of car keys and have my own car sitting outside. Who knew that such a wild fantasy would
actually come true? As I reflect on this, I realize that I am extremely fortunate to have the family that I have. I am extremely thankful for everything that they have done for me.
Some details about my cute little silver Jetta.
2003
5-speedThis means that I have to learn how to drive a standard. My current issue is getting the car rolling in 1st speed. I just have to learn before Eric gets here.
Christmas today was excellent as well. I finally have an iPod. Which cannot be used with my laptop due to the stinky USB ports. At least the good computer in the family room can transfer my music over. I got a cool cookbook from Better Home and Garden. I made cheese muffins for dinner tonight! They came out really awesome! I got a couple cds, Narnia, Beauty and the Beast (Broadway version), Rent (movie version), and HG2G soundtrack which are all awesome!
Poor Eric is sick for Christmas. I hope he gets better soon.
My favorite Christmas currently is "Father Christmas" by Emerson, Lake and Palmer. Here are the lyrics:
They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on Earth
But instead it just kept on raining
A veil of tears for the Virgin's birth
I remember one Christmas morning
A winters light and a distant choir
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas Tree smell
And their eyes full of tinsel and fire
They sold me a dream of Christmas
They sold me a Silent Night
And they told me a fairy story
'Till I believed in the Israelite
And I believed in Father Christmas
And I looked at the sky with excited eyes
'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn
And I saw him and through his disguise
I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave New Year
All anguish pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on Earth
Hallelujah Noel be it Heaven or Hell
The Christmas you get you deserve
Have a Merry Christmas and God Bless!
2/3 done!
So it is officially Monday, November 14 at 5:30 pm. I am now done with 4 out of my 6 finals. HURRAY!!!! This marks a joyous occasion as my two hardest classes are officially finished. *cheers* At 8 am this morning I took my CVA final, while hard, I feel significantly more confidant on this one than I have on previous exams. Hurray for multiple choice. I then proceeded to spend my time in the library, studying for Limnology with Chris Knox as my cohort and fellow slayer of Limnology. We went through the notes twice. At 3:00 pm I sat down in the classroom of Shepard (the really cool swiss family robinson on stilts in the jungle building) and received my exam. 5 questions. All essay. All on stuff that I knew!!! It was amazing. Chris and I flipped through the test and laughed aloud. We kicked ass. Now granted I took 2 hours to finish the exam. There was a lot of writing, a lot of detail, and a lot of hand cramping. I wanted to be thorough and complete because the professor is an ass, as Dan Tyndall will attest, and is very nitpicky. There was really only one part that I will lose points on unless my b.s.-ing was accurate and that's only because I didn't read the textbook on the paleolimnology section. Ummm, Mercury is from....industrial plants??? Maybe that's correct. So anyway, point of annoyance. The bookstore is not rebuying Limnology textbooks. Dammit!! That was the one I wanted to sell. Especially since I wanted breakfast. Anyway, I am done. It is cold. I am going to play world of warcraft.
Things that make me feel better
In light of my recent post, I've decided to let you all know that no I'm not suicidal, I'm not horribly upset anymore and that I do feel loved with this list.
Things that make me feel better:
My mom calling me
Eric, when he says I'm beautiful out of the blue, especially when I'm feeling down
Cheryl, for hugging me when I needed it most
Dr. Wells, for supporting me in a tough time
My sorority, for always being a shoulder to cry on, and a best friend to laugh with
Mrs Mullins, one of the best women I have ever known (besides my mom) who is almost like a surrogate mother and mentor to me here at school
My friends, for supporting me and by their actions showing that they know me better than anyone
I think that about covers it. Huge stresses are gone, all I have left is finals, which is stress enough, but I know I'll get through it. Papers are turned in, projects are presented and the only thing really bugging me is how messy I've let my room become in the past month. (ouch, really mom, i keep it clean, i do try)
With that being said, I'm done. It's time to finish my lunch and head to my very last class of the day, semester, 2005 year. Hooray!
I'm Mad
So it's been a while. I haven't needed to rant and rave that's why. I am SO frustrated. I've yet again encountered the same problem that I had around the same time a year ago. People accusing me of cheating. It's frustrating to know that I am working so hard at something, sometimes not even doing very well, and people are accusing me of cheating on tests. I sit in the FUCKING front row. Why would I cheat? Why are you not telling me to MY FACE. I always have to find out from a concerned professor. It's frustrating to hear "sit in the front" when I already do. I just want to accusations to end because it's very nearly adding to stress that I don't need. I feel like breaking down and crying but there's no one here to comfort me and anyone who is here doesn't understand. I'm ready to just curl up and hope it all goes away. But I know it won't.
Right now I'm applying to graduate school. Which is a ton of stress. I don't need anymore of this. There is no way that I will be able to apply to one of the schools. The application is due in 2 weeks and my recommendations won't be in on time. So now I'm down to applying to 2 schools. University of Florida and Florida Tech. So much for University of Washington.
I'm mad at myself for being a slacker. I hate being a procrastinator but sometimes it seems like I can't help but be one. Since I'm in a me-bashing mood; I hate being fat. I hate shopping. I hate judgemental people who don't stop and find out who I am before making assumptions. I'm tired of being a leader of a group where I'm either doing everything for it for completely out of the loop in decision making. I'm ready for this to end. Totally ready for everything to end. I just want to be accepted into grad school at UF, working with the two researchers I met at Kennedy Space Center, do research, get my degree, and stay with Eric for the rest of my life. I'm so glad that I have him around. Without him my nervous breakdowns this semester would not have been tolerable. I just want my degree.
I can't write anymore without bawling. I'm done.
