Good Morning

Last night Alecia, BethAnne, Hannah, Ronnie, Ryan, Ross, and I went to the beach. The water was ice cold... numbing. Alecia, Hannah, BethAnne, and I went back to my house afterwards, made Mac & Cheese, watched 10 Things I Hate About You, and then went to sleep. Yes, I know, my life is so interesting.

I don't know what I will do today. There really is nothing to do. I could go swimming or shopping, but I don't know who I'd go with. My dad's 56th birthday is today. I didn't get him anything because there really is nothing to get him. Maybe if I go shopping I'll find something for him, but probably not.

I'm being forced to go get the mail now.

Go Blue!

I just got back from my orientation at the University of Michigan. It was AWESOME! I love that place! I had so much fun even though I knew absolutely no one. It was exciting just to be at U of M. There were so many people who looked like people I know... it was kinda freaky. My classes for the fall are Great Books, Honors Calc, Music Theory, and German. We took the placement exams and they placed me in freaking German 221. Yeah, I don't think that will go well. The guy said that I could switch to 103 if I wanted. I think I might because 221 is like 3rd semester German, and I really don't know that much. I also tested into Organic Chemistry and Calc (though I've already had calc so that was no surprise).

On Sunday and Monday there were two free hours for dinner, so I ended up being bored and called people on my cell phone. On Sunday I called my sister and Doc. On Monday I called practically everyone whose number was on my cell phone, but very few people actually answered. The first person to pick up the phone was Steve. We talked for a while because he'll be going down there for orientation tomorrow. After Steve, I talked to Vanessa for a while but then she drove out of her coverage area so we got cut off. Then I talked to Ross and then to Vanessa again. Later that night I called Doc, he asnwered, and I screamed into the phone, "Doc! I need help!" as I was walking back to East Quad from Mason Hall. The guy that was walking in front of me turned around and laughed at me... I think it was Peter from my group.

There were so many different people there from so many different places... LA, Miami, DC, Manhattan, Singapore, Iowa, Ohio, Arizona, Korea, and Michigan of course. Even so, it wasn't as diverse as I expected.

If you're tired and you know it...

I tried to sleep last night, I really did. I laid there on my nice comfotable bed and tried to go to sleep. But did it work? Of course not. I tried to think about anything that would put me to sleep, but nothing did. The minutes and hours ticked by while I tossed and turned. What could possibly be keeping me up? I was tired and sore... you'd think my aching muscles would welcome the rest that comes with sleep. And then it was light outside. Somehow I must have fallen asleep because I opened my eyes and there was light. But no, it was too early. The clock only read 8:30. Let me return to the wonderful bliss of sound sleeping. So I laid there, trying to think of something that would help me fall asleep. An hour later I gave up and got up.

And now here I am. My eyes are tired and all I want to do is sleep. There really is nothing else to do. My friends are probably sleeping or working, and I have to go to a baby shower for my cousin in a couple hours. I should be sleeping right now.

Last night, Ross called me and we decided to do something. I suggested we go to the beach and walk on the sand, because I hadn't been to the beach in a while and he was at band camp all week. I went to pick him up and on the way there I had an unpleasent experience with a horse and its rider, but I won't go into that. We got to the beach around 9:30. It turned out to be a very rocky beach but we walked it anyway. After we got back to our starting spot, Ross had the bright idea to jump into the water. I agreed at first and then protested, but we did it anyway. I had worn all of my clothes into the water, and so I was soaking wet. He wore just his boxers and so was quite dry. For the second time that day, I drove with bare feet.

Time and Time Again

The time is screwed up on this thing. My last post was not at 8:00 but at 11:00. Unless someone has some creative ideas for my profile, this is how it will stay. I am not overly creative and this was the best I could come up with.

Today was... interesting, I suppose. I went and got some advice on my schedule for next year. The person (Doc, if you know him) told me to take Honors Calc, Great Books, Music Theory, and German. I don't know if that's what I'll do or not. Also, his dog felt the need to eat my sandal, so I drove home barefoot. I took the scenic route... completely out of my way.

Hello, Nick. I'm talking to you on AIM right now if you're wondering, though you're probably not. Hello anyway.

My orientation is this Sunday. Excuse me, once again, as I freak out on you. Yes, I am scared out of my mind. I'm afraid I will get lost or miss something important or something like that. I'm afraid that I will regret my choice. I would like to have a car on campus this fall, but that is pretty much impossible. Someone told me a way to get around it, but I don't think it'll work.

Serenity Drive

So my life is boring. To make my day more interesting, I went for a 32 mile drive, and it's not the first time I've done this. In fact, I think this was the third time this week. Every time... same path, same views, same turns... and yet I can't get enough of it. It's a round trip kinda thing and I would've went twice around if it didn't take so much gas. I do it to get away from my parents and the routine of home. It's calming and allows me to think clearly. With my music turned up and my Jones by my side, I just drive and drive. I actually had a dream about it last night, but the dream incorporated so much more than just the drive... random camp people (JB, Carla, and their son), strange roads, getting lost, lakes and rivers... Sometimes when I pass the variuos beaches I consider stopping and resting on the sand as the soothing sound of waves surrounds me. But, sadly, stopping takes so much of the energy out of the drive.

My U of M orientation is Sunday through Tuesday. I'm nervous... apprehensive... anxious... scared to death... freaked out...

I wish there was someone online that I could talk to. I get so bored it's scary.

Throbbing Heads

I watched the entire Lord of the Rings trilogy today with Ryan... around 10.5 hours, complete with 2 extended editions. It was quite long and yet fun.

So much for not getting emails... I've been getting interesting emails up the wazzoo lately. It's too bad that they will be stopping soon. If there's one thing I enjoy it's correspondence... letters, emails, even phone calls (though I'm not much of a talker and a phone call isn't technically correspondence).

It's thundering. It was raining but I think it might've stopped. My head is in pain. I think the pain might be somehow related to my eyes, but I can't be sure. If I tap the top of my head where it hurts, it sounds hollow or like it sounds when you smack the side of your head to get water out of your ear after swimming... kind of like a snare with the snare off or a mellow thump.

I'm tired. Good night.

Boredom

So, I'm very bored. I haven't gotten any interesting emails lately. That is a sad thing. I made this thing so I could comment in Leslie's, but I haven't commented in Leslie's. I wish there was someone online to talk to, but there's not. Oh, wait... Scottie's on.

Have you ever thought for sure that someone was a democrat and it turned out that they were republican, or vice versa? Have you ever totally misjudged someone? Have you ever known someone that acted differently around different groups of people (adults, guys, etc)? I have... all of the above.

Ryan, Hannah, Isaiah, and I went to Kelly's Party Store tonight and walked around for 10 or 15 minutes. We were all quite bored. Isaiah is a cool name.

Your Mother...

...is a snowblower.

I am so bored. Do you realize how little there is to do?... or at least how little there is that I want to do? My mom seems to think I should clean the living room, my bedroom, and the computer room... I'll eventually get to it, just not right now. I also have some thank you notes to write. Oh joy.

I like trees.

The First One

So I basically made this blog thing so I could comment in Leslie's... but whatever, it's all good.