The Annual Carve

Every year my best friend Megan and I get together and carve pumpkins.  This is the first year in a long time we've been able to carve outside!  We were so happy it wasn't ridiculously cold and snowing.  My dad manned the camera this time round.  

HAAY #13

If you want to know what makes him even more HAAY worthy, watch this music video.  He plays EVERY instrument in this song.

Yes, I'm Ready For This

I was up late last night.  Later than I planned.  I got done talking with my friend Megan at 11.  I was up talking with my friend Courtney Carter (from my Arabic class) until nearly two.  So I stayed up and registered for classes, and told myself I could get up at 6:30 and get my homework done.

HAHAHAHAHA

I didn't get up until ten to nine.  So, I thought, It's one of those days.  I shouldn't even bother to get out of bed.  Then the other me came into the picture, and I thought, Come on.  Are you really that lame?  You look at what you have to do today, and see that you didn't do the stuff that needed to be done before class, and you're not going to go and face the consequences of your actions?  You wimp.  I find that when I talk to myself like that it sometimes works to get me out of bed, and it worked today.  I enjoyed dance, and then went home to prepare for other classes.

I got my Honors homework done, but I still had (and have) just over a hundred pages to read out of Great Expectations.  Crap, I'm going to be late, was the next thought, and then I thought, I'll go anyway.  I was going to be late to class, and I knew it, but not that late, so I went.  And instead of going to class, I ran into my friend Hilary in the JFSB and ended up talking to her for a half an hour.

So, instead of going to class extremely late, I went over to the JKB to talk* to Courtney some more before my Arabic class.  I did a little Arabic homework, too.  Arabic was fun, as always.

And, we won our first Ultimate Frisbee game ever.  And it is the single elimination tournament, so it's awesome that we won.

My friend Jenessa is coming back from New York tonight, so I'm going to be fantastically happy tomorrow to see her.

I really need to take a camera to Arabic class and take pictures of all the people in my class sometime.

I have five midterms in four days next week.  Horrible.  I was panicking earlier, but now I'm pretty chill.  I'm pretty chill about a lot of stuff today that I was worried about yesterday.

In two months, I may or may not post something phenomenal.

!ان شاء الله

Until then, well, you'll just have to wait.



*I talked to both Megan and Courtney about the same thing, and I'm going to talk to Jenessa about it too.  The same possibly phenomenal thing.  I'll know in two months.  No need to let everyone know until then.

Ready, Set, November 3

I'm so excited for this show to start up again.

Why?  Because of how the last season ended.

This was actually the second to last episode, but it really felt like the season finale.

And here's what I'm looking forward to!

*Sigh*

Things I got done Saturday:
A week's worth of Modern English Usage homework
A Presentation for Arabic
Arabic Vocab memorized and quiz taken
More Arabic homework
Tires rotated
Oil changed
Eyebrows waxed
Birthday presents purchased
Dance practice


And I still feel like I didn't do anything Saturday, because of the workload I see before me, like having a 490 page book read by Thursday.  Here goes nothing...

HAAY #12

I went to the dollar theater with my friends Jenessa and James (from my arabic class) to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2.  It was fun.  It got me thinking.  I haven't done a HAAY recently, and I really think that what with no fall break and midterms, I need one.

This Guy

So, to understand the significance of this post, you have to know a bit about last week.  My birthday was last week.  On Sunday.  That was a good day.  The next day wasn't.  I went to get my driver's license in the morning, because you can't renew your driver's license early when you turn 21, for obvious reasons.  It was Columbus Day.  Can't get a new license.  So I drive back to school on an expired license.  And then I met with my group for my group midterm in my Honors class, and I was broody because I was the only one that could answer every question, and that I missed FHE (some of my friends in my group I only see at FHE, so yeah, broodiness).

Tuesday.  I find out that I lost my student ID card.  I think I will be able to find it somewhere, so I don't get a new one.  I skip my last class because I'm feeling particularly broody, and then think, well, I might as well go get my license.  I get to the place they tell you to go on the website.  That isn't the place to get your license.  I finally get to the little community bank thing that has the drivers license renewal place on the second floor.  I get in there, start filling out the forms, and they say, "We're not serving anyone else.  We usually stop serving people at 4:30."  Well then, why don't you lock your doors at 4:30 so no one else comes in????

I was upset, not just because of that, but because occasionally I have really bad memory days.  So, I cried, and then went and got myself calmed down by driving around and buying something.  Hell if I remember what it was.

Wednesday was meh.  I did poorly on a plurals test in my Arabic class and wanted to cry.  I had a speaking appointment afterwards, and wanted to run and hide, not because I didn't do well in the appointment (my partner and I always do well) but because when I was leaving, I went to slide my chair in, and the top of my chair pulled off.  I fixed it, but that didn't stop me from being uber embarrassed by the look my teacher gave me as he said, "Chelsea!"

Thursday, and I still can't find my ID card.  I feel a little stupid about being broody over it because my friend Courtney lost her laptop (she still hasn't found it, poor girl).  I have a midterm, so by the time I get done with my midterm I just wanted to go to bed.  I didn't get homework done for the rest of the week for my Arabic class.  Sad day.

Friday was okay, but that's probably because I don't really remember what happened.  Oh yeah.  I got a new ID card because I couldn't find it, and I played DDR with my roommate Kelsey.  That was good, because I feel like I'm better friends with her now.  Roommate bonding time.

Now for what you've all been waiting for.  This Monday wasn't looking so hot.  I woke up and seriously debated if I wanted to get out of bed.  I STILL hadn't done my Arabic homework.  I decided I had to get up and go to school.  Good call.

My teacher in my Arabic class asked us what we did on the weekend, and the answers that came from the guys about girls made me laugh so hard I almost cried.  And my teacher just kept feeding off of their funny comments (made funny because they didn't know what they were saying in Arabic).  I laughed so hard I forgot why I was sad.  So here's to a great teacher, who makes me laugh at least once almost every day in class.

Ustaaz Yusuf Nielsen (Professor Joseph Nielsen. . . picture commandeered from facebook)

Bam.  I got you all on here, reading this, thinking that I've found someone special (and a couple of you are still thinking, 'Well, maybe you have") and it's all about a teacher.  The power of advertising, people.  The power of advertising.

We're All Just A Little Bit Racist

I went to a photo scavenger hunt a few weeks ago for FHE.  I made a new friend.  Tommy Crompton.  There were a bunch of fun photos we had to take, and one of them was to take a picture with two people of a different ethnicity.  Tommy and I were asking people on campus if they were of a different ethnicity, and when Tommy asked a guy that passed us, the guy said, "You're so racist!"

I asked Tommy, "Did you hear what he just called you?"

He replied in the affirmative.

I sang, "We're all just a little bit racist. . ."

And he knew the song, and finished the line!  It made my night.  We went around campus singing this.

I actually don't know the words that well, since I hadn't heard the song in a long time, but I had fun, and he put up with my terrible singing.  He's got a good voice.  Turns out Avenue Q is Tommy's favorite musical.  It caught me off guard, because I had previously just thought that he was into sports, and wouldn't know that kind of stuff.  Just goes to show, never judge a book by it's cover.  The more I talk to him, the more I'm finding out we have a lot to talk about.  I've loved that.  It is nice to have someone in my FHE group who I can speak to.  It makes me want to go to FHE.

See, I do have stuff to blog about, I just don't do it as often as I used to.  Maybe I'll designate Sundays for blogging.

Update on Resolutions 9

It is hard for me to remember to post about the stuff I have accomplished right now.  I suppose that's a good thing.  It means I'm wrapped up in life.  Most of the goals I wanted accomplished are done anyway, so I'll just mention the books I read and leave it at that.  I really recommend both to everyone (well, those who aren't afraid of the f word every now and then.  Some of the best literature tends to have a little of that).

Take the Cannoli by Sarah Vowell*

and

Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut

*Yes, I read a lot of Sarah Vowell.  She informs me and makes me laugh, and I love that.