Victory!
I finished TWO scholarship applications tonight…. Awesome! They’re in envelopes now… Just need stamps and I’ll toss them in the mail tomorrow! ![]()
I finished TWO scholarship applications tonight…. Awesome! They’re in envelopes now… Just need stamps and I’ll toss them in the mail tomorrow! ![]()
Is it really 11:00 already…. After 11:00 already?
When I keep busy days go by so fast… It’s strange.
So today I was in chem 8-9, worked 9-10, FW 10-11, JPN 11-12, work 12-3, calc 3-4, library 4-6, and FW 6 to about 7:30. So I got back to my dorm just before 8:00…………..
Tomorrow I’ll probably work 7 hours. Like I did last week.
But I’m sleepy.
I remember when I was younger and we went to Burger King, I would get a strawberry shake and Kento would get a chocolate.
Kento used to explain to me why he didn’t get strawberry…. He said there were crabs in them, and so he didn’t dare get them.
I always thought he just tried to scare me out of drinking it, so he could have it.
Salmon Without Rivers is an awesome book.
Reading about all the stupid things people did in the past…. It’s so stupid! Log jams, and the such… Could they not tell they were destroying the environment? It amazes me! “Look at this beautiful land….. Let’s chop down all the trees, destroy the rivers, and let the cows wander all over everything!”
Their logic is beyond me.
But then, what will the future think? I mean, if there is a future… I suppose for some things there is no future. But if there is a future, what will our present times look like? Will we look like idiots too?
Something to think about…
Please, someone explain how people can fall for THIS…
So….. A company promises you’ll be moved to the top of the search engines, get lots of hits, etc. if you pay them thousands of dollars.
OK…. So all their customers are on the top of the search engine? Yeah, that makes a lot of sense. How would they do that anyway?
Hits, OK. That could be possible if the company just hit the site over and over, but it would be stupid.
Think about, just for a second. Come on! Anyone who falls for that doesn’t deserve to have an online business!
“Mike, Ang, Em, Kristyn, and all the others who seem to enjoy yelling at me:
You REALLY don’t get it, do you? OK. You’re “peace offering” is commendable. Thank you. Now could you please actually do something that’s going to help the situation? Yes, you can earn back my trust. No, I don’t quite hate you, but I’m getting pretty dang close. If you want to make things better, get a clue. I don’t want or need candy. I want and need to be left alone.
Here’s my metaphor… Cat, rabbit, dog, guinea pig, whatever, it doesn’t matter. When it wanted to be left alone and you bothered it, what did it do? Bite you? Scratch you? That’s what I do. If it wanted to be social, it came out and did so. If it didn’t and you tried to make it, it got mad at you. THAT’S WHAT I DO!
And I’ve always liked animals more than people, so I have no problem metaphorically being an animal. They’re a heck of a lot more understanding and caring than any person I’ve ever met.
If you want to make things better, respect my ways. When I’m here I want to be left alone. My room (home or here) is my safe place. It’s where I can go to be by myself, to have quiet, to get work done, and to not have to deal with people.
Not that I don’t like people, I just like having time away from people. When I want to be around people, I go out, or I open my door. Feel free to bother me when I do. When I don’t LEAVE ME ALONE. Let me have my one safe, quiet place… PLEASE. That’s all I’m asking.
I’m only mad at you guys when you’re invading my space. Banging on my door, yelling, that’s invading my space. Opening my door, or coming in when I’m not here (I know it was you, Mike), that’s invading my space. If you don’t do that then I can most certainly get along with you guys. It’s when you violate that that I get mad.
Please, I want to be able to get along. I don’t like being mad at you guys. But whenever you do these things to me I have to. The only thing there is for me to do is get mad. I’m not a completely anti-social person. But I’m not completely social either. I’m not the kind of person that always welcomes people coming and talking to me. I want to be left alone every now and then. Please please please…. All I’m asking is that you respect that.
-Emi”
I got really mad at them earlier. They were out in the hallway screaming my name over and over again. That’s their way of getting people’s attention. I usually ignore it and they go away, but it kept on going and going…. It didn’t help that it woke me up. The past few days I have had a tremendous amount of difficulty staying awake.
So they were yelling, and yelling, and yelling… It doesn’t usually go this far, but I got fed up and started yelling back…. Yelling “shut up” didn’t do anything. All it did was annoy Jade, who came out of her room and told us all to shut up.
I did, but the others didn’t…. They started “initiating” people by having them yell my name. That was kind of the last straw…. I went out and got mad. I told them they woke me up, that I wasn’t feeling well, that I was asleep. They asked me to eat dinner with them later, I said I already ate and didn’t have to eat again. They told me they wanted me to hang out, I told them I wanted to be left alone. They kept telling me I need to hang out with them, so I turned around and left.
I read some more, and when I got up to go get dinner (I decided to eat after all, but definitely not with them), there was a note pushed under my door, apologizing and asking me to go to dinner with them. Outside my door there was a box of candy…. It’s a shame it was opened, otherwise I might have actually accepted it. However for the number of times they’ve told me I need to get high or drunk with them… I no longer trust them. Call me paranoid, but these people are stupid enough to do it.
So I went to dinner, going the other way to the stairs so as to avoid them.
After I came back they were yelling again… I went out and told them they really didn’t get it.
Then they came and pushed the box of candy (which I kicked to the side) back in front of my door, and banged on my door.
That was it. They really don’t get it. I don’t want their candy. Even it was still sealed I wouldn’t want their candy. I don’t want candy. I want people to leave me alone. Why can’t they get it?
They probably wont read what I taped to my door…. I should make a larger sign saying DO NOT DISTURB or something. I don’t know. I love my dorm, but sometimes I get so fed up! Today was the first time I considered moving.
I ate a butter horn today. You know what that means…. No, you probably don’t.
I remembered the first time I had a butter horn.
It was September 11, 2001.
I remember that day pretty well… Quite a few people do.
I didn’t know what the World Trade Center was before that day. However I, like my dad (who will say he’s a journalist if you ask), am naturally drawn to news… Especially big news.
My mom woke us up saying the WTC was attacked…. I didn’t know what that was (I was only in 6th grade at the time…), but I got up anyway.
We ended up staying home from school that day. Kento just slept, and I watched the news. When I got hungry, I had a butter horn for the first time. I remember making decks from my Pokémon cards… And sitting on the floor watching the news. We were painting the living room at the time. The TV was on the floor, and the plastic that covered it while we painted was pulled back so we could see the screen.
I remember watching as the towers fell… I didn’t really understand what was happening, but I knew it was bad. I remember debris falling, and wondering if it was part of the building or a person jumping… I remember the news of the plane in PA.
What a strange day that was…. So much happening. All that news.
And I’m remembering it all because of a butter horn….
Something…. Strange… Very strange.
All of a sudden, for the first time in over a year…. I feel…. Homesick?
Only a little, but I think I do. How strange. I haven’t felt homesick, well, since I was in Japan, I guess.
I dunno. I was listening to the radio on iTunes and an annoying summer song came on, and I remembered listening to country music in the car and all the annoying summer songs they played during the summer. And I guess now I want it to be summer.
Well, I haven’t been home in over a month, so I guess that’s probably it. I’ll go home in two weekends. Next weekend is Winter Wings Festival with FW, and the weekend after that I go home.
I miss Retnuh.
Today I did something crazy….
I ate a double $6 burger from Carl’s Jr.
It wasn’t just me though. Jerod, Mark, and Nick did too.
It was very funny to go to CJ and order all of them…. I got mine on my meal card, and Jerod ordered the rest.
Then we brought them to the office to eat. It was very funny. That burger was basically too big to fit in my mouth, and too saucy to really hold on to…. A messy burger for sure. It was pretty funny though. I finished second.
So I ate a 1 lb burger…. And now I’m compulsively eating, basically. I just ate a microwavable pizza, and had a moon pie and cranberry juice earlier…. I can’t explain it, and I need to stop before I explode.
Michael is still living on my floor… He says he tried to move but the other person was still there.
I say he’s a lying idiot.