Always press Ctrl-C before you post.

I figured at least one more post was warranted for June. I really have nothing to say though because all I've been doing is working. But at least I got a $2 tip today at work. That was nice. I work 33.5 hours this week and I got into work today and one of the first things Kelly said was, "I scheduled you kind of heavy next week; I hope that's ok." And of course the first thing I thought of when I heard that was, "Heavy? What was this week then?!?!" It turns out that I have more than 36 hours of work next week. Great. When I was at work today, I was looking at the calendar-poster on the door and I was staring longfully at September. It was odd to be looking forward to the beginning of school in the middle of summer.

Speaking of school, I've been thinking about my major. Before when people would ask about my major, I would say, "I don't know... anything but English." Now, though, I'm actually considering English as a major. I mean, why not? I love to write (see next paragraph), but papers are something I'm not fond of at all. I'm also looking at history for the first time. Other posibilities are biopsych, German, math, psychology, near eastern studies, music, and maybe something else I've forgotten to mention. I thought about doing pre-med, but it would be so much work. Even so, at the moment I have more of the pre-med requirements done than my roomate does... and she is pre-med. Pharmacy is way too competative at UM and plus I don't think I would do well with the possibility of giving someone the wrong drugs and killing them. I would always be checking and rechecking and rechecking again if I was a pharmacist.

In my off-time I've been writing a story and I'm on the fourth page now, I think. I thoroughly enjoy writing. That's probably why I keep this blog updated more than most... I just plain love it. There are a bunch of other stories that I have written. The longest one is 19 pages (single spaced, size 11 font). They aren't stories to be shared though. At the moment they are too personal.

I got burnt during the church camp-out and now my nose is peeling. Oh joy.

Oh! I almost forgot! A guy came in to Kelly's today and he looked a lot like Shawn Ercoli! I did a double take when I saw him. Then a little later after I had just finished ringing someone up, I turned to the counter and jumped because there was stuff on it and I wasn't expecting that, and the Shawn-guy said, "You ok?" and I think I said something like "yeah". Then he bought beer and I had to check his ID. And then when I was giving him his change the stupid beeping noise that means someone wants to get gas came on and I must've made a frustrated noise because he said, "heh, that's annoying." He was hot.

Well, that's my life right now. Exciting, I know.

Perfectly Pointless Post

Are you ever in the mood for a good love story? I sure have been lately.
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Friday was fun. I wanted to swim all day and then finally I got to go with Ryan and Jake. Then Ryan and I watched Catch Me If You Can... good stuff. Then yesterday was ok: swimming, bonfire, badminton at night, BethAnne's party, getting heckled by Gabe and Isaac, and whatever else. Today was fine. The chairs were a bit wet and Autumn was overly annoying, but Gabe and Isaac were as cute as ever, badminton was fun, frisbee was great, and the weather was nice.

There was a guy who lived on the 7th floor of South Quad at UM named Rohan. I pointed that fact out to Alecia when she visited me. Here's the meaning of the name.
Rohan - (Indian) Derived from Sanskrit rohana meaning "ascending".

Soylent Green Is People!

I've noticed that my music tastes have been mellowing. I still love rock like 12 Stones and stuff, but I'm beginning to like the softer stuff more too.

When I wear my one sandals to work, the big toe on my left looses feeling. The sandals must be pinching a nerve or something. Speaking of work, I was complemented on my arranging and organizational skills yesterday. Work is all that goes on in my life anymore. It's pathetic.

Well then... I watched AFI's Top 100 Movie Quotes last night. It was interesting to see what quotes I had seen in the moveis and which quotes I knew when I had never even heard of the movie. For example, I finished the quote from Cool Hand Luke before the tv guys did when I didn't even know that the movie existed: "What we've got here is failure to communicate". Then there was "You can't handle the truth!" and "Well, here's another nice mess you've gotten me into!"... all wonderful quotes. I'm a quote fanatic. "Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the War Room!" was one of my favorites.

Cedar Point. We need to schedule a trip to Cedar Point. Definitely.

Last night I went outside around 10:30 because I remembered that my car windows were open. The first thing I noticed was the rustling of the trees' leaves in the wind. The western horizon was still a dull shade of orange, the sky was a dark, dark blue with scattered stars, and the full moon in the south illuminated everything in its alluring yet eerie white glow. It was very picturesque... really beautiful.

Today was blah. It just wasn't my day. I kept dropping stuff at work and the invoice was all messed up. But my hair is soft... not that that has anything to do with anything. I like my hair color and I like that my eyes are quite a bit darker than my hair. It seems like it would be boring to have the exact same color of hair and eyes. ...And for some reason I've been spelling weird things correctly lately.

Oh, The Frustrations

I was on MSN Messenger and this person who added me a while ago started talking to me.... in French. Ok, not a big deal. I tried to tell her that I don't speak French, but she didn't seem to get it. So I went on Google translator and translated "I do not speak French" into French and sent that to her, and then I think she typed back that I was insane. I don't know exactly what she typed because it was STILL IN FRENCH and she doesn't type accurately enough for me to translate it on Google. ...And ten minutes later it was still going on. She just didin't seem to get it. Then I think she called me a whore and so I blocked her. This type of thing actually isn't too weird for me; I frequently get confused with some Jewish school-teacher from Quebec who has my same name and a similar email address. Seriously.

Posting pictures to this crazy blog is harder than taking the derivative of a parametric function. Or at least that's the way it is for me. Sheesh. Alecia has done it before and Ben used to do it constantly... but can I figure it out? No, of course not. I managed to post a picture as its own post (by the way, this is the first time I've used the possessive of "it" in a very very long time), but I can't figure out how to put it within a post that has writing or even how to post multiple pictures at once. Arg.

Edit: After I posted this, I had a little breakthrough. Even so, I will have to do things the long way around because I still don't know how to do it directly. I really do live up to the name/address of this blog.

Ryan at the bonfire.

Will I find home in this beautiful oblivion?

Apparently there was this old guy who came into Kelly's one day and said, "I'm on my way to Indianapolis and I wanted to bypass Ann Arbor to avoid the construction, but I think I might have gone a little bit out of my way." Kelly said, "Well, where did you start from?" and the guy said, "Flint". Well then... I guess the guy did go a little out of his way... 2 hours worth of it. And that wasn't the first time that happened. A few years ago there was a guy who was going from Flint to somewhere in Ohio and ended up north of AuGres. What idiots. Did they not see the signs saying "North"?

I went to Glenn's graduation party today. Before that, I was at work. Work was typical. I got a $5 tip from some guy for doing all of his lotto stuff... that was nice. I got a $0.50 tip yesterday for ice cream. My ear itches. Someone who was buying stuff at work commented that the stone in my class ring was pretty.

This was on a friend's blog and so I thought I'd pass it along to all of you since she basically took the words right out of my mouth.
"ok, heres the emo part. maybe not so much emo, just ranting. this isnt directed at anyone in particular. even if you think its directed at you... you're most likely wrong, cause some of the people that i'm talking about dont even read these. but if you do feel like it applies, well... maybe you should consider that. so heres something that really bugs me a lot. i have tons of friends that i love and care about a great deal, but who feel it necessary to try to ruin their lives for some reason. i'm not saying that i've got it all together, cause i know that i've obviously got tons of crap to work on as well. but i just wish that some people could see that their friends worry about them and would like them to stop hurting themselves. whether its in the form of drinking, drugs, bad relationships, whatever. come on guys, you're better than that. everyone else can see it, why cant you? i hate having to worry. you can tell me to stop, don't worry cause you can take care of it, but i cant help it. thats what friends are for. ok, emo done, moving on..."

Oh yes, the hot bonfire was last night. If I could post pictures on here, I would share them with you, but I can not. Alecia had enough liquid in her car to put out the fire after everyone except me and her had left. That was hot. Next time we'll definitely need some hotdogs... and we definitely need to do that or something like that again. Maybe I'll put some pictures on ImageStation and post/send the link.

I get a ton of emails from Cru people in Ann Arbor about things that are going on, but I never get them in time for me to be able to go to any of it... and I would love to do most of it. It's a sad situation.

Ich weiss nicht.

As much as I hate to admit it, I kind of enjoy work while I'm there. But I don't miss it when I'm not there... that would be just weird. Tuesday I filled the ice cream and the Powerade, made a pizza, dusted and priced alcohol, put away merchandise, cleaned the waffle iron, scooped ice cream, swept a small section of the floor, carried boxes, and did other various things.

My new CD is Songs To Burn Your Bridges By by Project 86. I think I might've mentioned that in the last post. Oh well. Most of their songs sound alike. One is kind of catchy... it's called "The Spy Hunter". None are bad, but not many stick out as good.

I got season 6 of Friends and I've been watching that a lot lately. The first disk is always annoying because they have to resolve the conflict that they had at the end of the last season, and that can be tiresome when all you want to do is watch some classic Friends.

Bonfires are always fun. It's a time for small talk, music, reminiscing, hanging out, or whatever you want. I need to find my list of summer things that I made in the winter and see how many of those things I've actually done. ... Here it is.
"I can't wait for summer. I can't wait for warmth, no classes, no midterms or exams, no homework, no crowded dorm room, thunderstorms, the smell of fresh cut grass, fireworks, fresh fruit, apple blossoms... I can't wait to read books I want to read, go swimming, have bonfires, go out for ice cream, play tennis, travel, go to cedar point, go shopping, go random places and hang out, play 'mini golf', drive to Standish with people just for the Taco Bell, lay out in the sun, watch lots of movies, mow the lawn, ride my bike, go rollerblading, sleep, organize my stuff, sit on top of the shed, walk along the beach, smell flowers, climb trees, wear shorts and t-shirts, go on roadtrips, go canoeing and/or tubing, and basically do whatever I want."
Well... I've done some of it, and some of it may be a thing of the past. I didn't ride my bike at all last summer so I'll definitely have to do that this summer.

Yesterday I went to Tawas with Ross and that was fun. We browsed Ben Franklin, got some Jelly Bellies and chocolate covered raspberries at the chocolate place, wandered through Walmart, talked to Alecia at Normans, and had dinner at Dairy Queen. Then we went back to my house and played some badminton.

By the way, there are 11 teams in the Big 10.

Breakdown In 3/4

Today I started finishing my scrapbook that I began two years ago. My efforts would not be considered "scrapbooking", but it's not bad.

Sickness is not cool. Sleeping is a chore, especially now that I'm sick. My nose is stuffy, my ears are plugged-up, my eyes are watery, my head is cloudy, my legs are weak, and my throat feels weird.

Alecia's graduation party yesterday was fun... phase 10, badminton, hanging out, the beach, Zanner's, everything was enjoyable. She refused to open the present that Hannah, BethAnne, and I bought her though. Heh, good times. I quite enjoyed sending Kev flying off the edge of the picnic table even though I did get my just reward for it... and then some.

It's sad that today is cold and rainy because I wanted to enjoy the lake now that my sunburn has calmed down a bit. Sadly, it appears that I will not be able to do that unless the weather changes drastically in the next few hours.

An Interesting Breed of Disgusting

Thursday was very warm and nice and sunny so I mowed the lawn. Most of it was done in about 2 hours, but then the gas ran out and so I took a break. The palm of my right hand is quite sore and will probably form blisters. But it's all good because my tan is coming along. My ears were ringing severely when I finished and they were quite sensative for a while afterwards. That is not good at all, but it should be ok as long as I don't do stuff that loud everyday.

There was some hot DDR at DJ's house Thursday night during half-time of the Pistons game. Stupid Pistons. At least I got to see them lose on a rather large TV. Before the party at DJ's, Vanessa and DJ and I went to Tawas and ate at Muilligan's... or at least I think that's what it was called.

Friday and today I worked. It's not as bad as it could be and, at times, it is rather enjoyable. It's more the thought of work that I hate rather than the work itself.

I find it fun to drive down the paved back roads going at a rate that would be considered speeding on the expressway/interstate. However, I do know my limitations and therefore I do not cross the line between "pushing it" and "stupid".

By the way, the title refers to my car's windshield. That is all I have to say for now. I would write more, but there is much to do before I sleep.

"It's just a simple stitch."

It takes me at least an hour to fall asleep almost every night. That gets annoying. Other things get annoying too... certain people, certain circumstances, life in general, whatever. But anyway, last night it took me 3 hours to fall asleep. More details on that later in the post.

My kitties are really really cute. Two of them fell asleep on my lap a couple nights ago. It was adorable. But I don't want to sound like BethAnne, so I won't go on and on and on about them. ;)

I'm a bit sunburned. It's not bad and I kind of enjoy it. I'll need to tan some more while it's nice.

These past couple days have been very full. Yesterday I went to the band party with Vanessa and DJ. Yes, it was quite fun. Graduates (and Isaiah because he's cool like that) against measly little high school students in ultimate frisbee was great. All in all it was a marvelous time. Mrs. Gordon rocks! After the band party was Ben's bonfire. That was a blast. There were a bunch of little people there but it was still cool. Then after that, DJ, Vanessa, and I played some hot DDR at DJ's house. On one song, I got a B and freaked out. Andy even joined in a little. On the way home, lightning in the west silhouetted the distant clouds against the dark, pure, moonless, star-filled sky. I got home around 2 a.m. and went to bed, but for some reason I could not get to sleep. I ended up falling asleep around 5 a.m., right after the rain started.

After 5 hours of sleep, I woke up and went with Ross and Vanessa to Standish so Ross could get his hair cut. It was nice to be with friends. Afterwards, on my way to work, a big bloody bug splattered all over my windshield and so I did the windshield washer thing, not remembering that my window was open. As streams of windshield wiper fluid were flying into my face I realized my stupidness and closed my window. Then as I was getting out a wipey thing to clean up, an idiot in a big red farm truck pulled right out in front of me. This drive was not going well and I was ticked. I went to pass him but then he started swerving all over the road and, after he almost ran me into the ditch, I pounded on my car's horn (the first time I ever really used it, I think). Finally he decided to check his mirrors, watch what he was doing, and quit being a flaming imbecile. I discovered another flaming imbecile later that night, but I won't get into his moronic actions. I got off of work early and then went to Ryan's where BethAnne, Hannah, and Isaiah were. We began to watch a stupid movie but gave up and went to Tawas instead. KFC, DQ, and Walmart were on the night's intinerary and they all proved to be entertaining. I found Das Boot on DVD at Walmart and I was psyched. The ride home was also a hoot... I'll have to find out exactly what CD was playing because I thoroughly enjoyed the music. It was almost exactly the type of music I love.

Here are some words whose definitions have been discussed recently:
~arbitrary - determined by chance, whim, or impulse, and not by necessity, reason, or principle; based on or subject to individual judgment or preference.
~benevolence - disposition to do good; an act intending or showing kindness and good will.
~varmint - one that is considered undesirable, obnoxious, or troublesome; any usually predatory wild animal considered undesirable.
~yellow-bellied - cowardly, easily frightened.

Nostalgia

My dad is nuts... and they say I have a temper. I've always said to them, "Well, who do you think I got it from? Have you taken a look at Dad lately... ever?" But both mother and father, especially father, deny it. To make a long, pointless story short, we got into a dispute yesterday evening and he was being completely irrational and overly stubborn. There was quite a bit of voice raising on his side. I, on the other hand, did not yell, but simply stated my position strongly. He's a grumpy old man.

I had many weird dreams a couple nights ago. One had Mr. Smith in it. It was something like Vanessa and I were in Smith's advanced bio but at UM instead of AGS and we were doing something with fish. I remember wondering why Smith was at UM when he had graduated from MSU. And then there was something about Smith collecting poker chips off of the streets... I don't know.

Ross made my day yesterday with the small bag filled with McDonalds sauces and then also when he said that he was taking AP calc. Hopefully that will all work out just dandy.

Chloe had her kittens. There's about six of them and they're really tiny and cute.

I've been playing Spider Solitaire so much that last night I would see stacks of cards everytime I would close my eyes.

I went to graduation tonight. It was long and, at times, boring, but it was still worth going. I had to see my three favorite seniors graduate, of course. It was nice... I got to see most everyone I wanted to see.

A nice little fact about UM:
"In 1966, the University of Michigan's Computing Center formed the Merit Network to interconnect three universities — the University of Michigan, Michigan State University, and Wayne State University — and this was the beginning of the Internet. From 1987–1995, Merit managed the NSFNET backbone, funded by the National Science Foundation (NSF), which in the 1990s became known as the 'Internet.'"

Watermelon With Salt

I just got an email about being in Physics 260, an honors version of Physics 240. It's too bad I'm not taking physics next semester.

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Only 8 months and 2 weeks until my 20th birthday. Check out my other blog for more fun countdowns.

I went to class night tonight with Ryan and by the looks of some of those slideshows (or more specifically, the sentences, spelling, and wording in those slideshows), some of those seniors should be going back and learning English instead of graduating. The whole thing bordered on entertaining, but the half an hour of pictures got a little old. And after all of that stuff that is class night, I am now quoted out; you will not be seeing any quotes from me tonight.

Have a wonderful day.