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Quasie2005
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Birthday: 4/4/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: RPGs (any kind), reading, some video games, computers, CAMP!!, Astronomy, Art, writing, and if you want more, just ask.
Expertise: swimming, Photoshop, surviving my high school, making people feel good ^_^
Occupation: Student
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Yahoo:  quasar_nova100
Member Since:
12/23/2004
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| Prrrrr...Wow, this is SO what I've been needing since about 1/2 way through J-term. I slept about 11 hours Friday night, bummed around my house, watched a movie, had a kitty on my lap A LOT ^_^ and then went contra dancing Saturday night and got to see Songbook. After contra dancing I went a few blocks to t3h Pizza Hut where my friend Alex works, but the parking lot was deserted and his co-workers kept giving me really sketchy glances so I decided to bail and head to his apartment instead. I somehow missed he and Mikey getting back to the apartment so I sat in the car for a good long while, but then Alex called and laughed at me. I spent the night catching up with the two of them and one of their friends that came over. We were going to try to get into a dance club but two of us forgot our IDs and then it was 21 and over anyway. We decided to come back to the apartment, eat chips and guacamole, and watch Labrynth. I've really missed spending time with them, and that was just perfect! I think I finally passed out around 3 or 4 and woke up at about 9:15 and had to leave for church.
After church I went and saw the kids I lived with last summer for a little while. They've grown SO MUCH and they're all learning some sort of musical instrument and have somehow acquired an obsession for Star Wars (even the 4-year-old). I mean, the 8-year-old knows more than I do about Star Wars by now. The rest of the afternoon I spent reading outside, either in the yard or in the forest (I hadn't explored our forest in SO long), finishing one book and getting a ways into another one. I slept 12 or 13 hours last night, made pancakes when I got up, and spent most of my afternoon with my best friend and her new boy. I was apparently the final test to see if he was actually the way he seems, and I think he might just be. I'll have to talk to him some more to know for sure.
I've also gotten most of the stuff organized and ready for the contra dance we're planning at Smith so that I don't have to worry about that much anymore, and I did a chapter's worth of flash cards for Art History--I have a ton more to do, but I at least started. I'll need to work on those more and do my PRAXIS application before the end of break, but I have plans to enjoy the rest of the week as much as I have these last few days. *sighs* Maybe I'll be ready to face classes again when I leave on Sunday. Hopefully. Now...to somehow make myself remove the cat from my lap and then make myself something to eat...oh look, she moved on her own...maybe she reads minds ^_^ I hope everyone's doing really well!
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| let's see...since JanuaryWell, I'm not doing so well at keeping you guys up to date, am I? Let's see...after January I started classes, and at least at the beginning was keeping up pretty well. However, in the middle of February I had NEWMACs Swimming Championships, which took up an entire weekend. Missing that much homework time destroys any chance you have at getting ahead. I promptly pulled an all nighter the next week getting my studio projects finished (note--do not EVER spend an entire night in the dark room after you've already been standing for most of the day). Since then I haven't been able to catch up on sleep, and although I've been working really hard, I just never have an end to my homework. I guess I knew that's how it would be this semester, but it doesn't make dealing with it any easier. I REALLY need Spring Break.
I did find out that I made it into the Italy program for next year, so sometime in September I'm flying to Florence and will be there until next June!! I'm really excited. And although I'm exhausted, today was a really good day. The Western Massachusetts Sacred Harp Convention (singing) is going on today and tomorrow, and so I spent the better part of the day singing at the top of my lungs, and then tonight I went contra dancing. I didn't get any homework done, but I was in the darkroom until 12:15 last night, so I think that should count for something...I sacrificed my Friday night so that I could have a Saturday. I have to leave the sing early tomorrow though, because I really need to work in the darkroom some more, and I have work from 3-7, so that cuts out a big chunk of time. I have 4 tests and 2 studio critiques this week, and I'll only be here for 4 days because my flight home is on Friday. This is insane.
*yawn* Well, even though my roommate's not around yet I'm going to bed. I'm TOTALLY not excited about losing an hour tonight. Daylight Savings = poo. 'Night, all!
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| Goodness---sorrySorry I neglect Xanga so badly. Since I last posted, I think on Christmas, I have done a ton of stuff, but I'll try to keep it short. I saw Songbook over break--she kindly took me to her gym so that I could actually get some pool time in before my training trip. I spent New Year's Eve in Fayetteville at the First Night celebration with one of my high school friends, and then on the 1st I left for Puerto Rico. I didn't get there until the 2nd, and then spent half the day at the airport and the car rental place trying to get everything situated. They lost one of my bags again, but it got to me pretty quickly. PR was amazingly beautiful, but it wasn't all fun and games. Practice tore me up--I think I cried every day while we were there because it was just SO hard. The only consolation was that we could go and pass out on the beach (we stayed at a resort, so the beach was right there) between practices. We had Three Kings' Day off, and I went sea kayaking (DO IT IF YOU EVER GET THE CHANCE), hiking in the rainforest (SEE PREVIOUS ALL-CAPS), and then the whole team went to the huge festival in the center of Juana Diaz before going to eat dinner on the boardwalk on the bay. That was an awesome day. The rest of January--not so fun. We got back to school on the 9th, and then have been practicing twice a day almost every day, with the exception of meets and one Sunday that we had off. I've improved my times quite a bit this month, which I'm proud of, but I'm in a lot of pain from my shoulders and knees, and all of my muscles are just exhausted. We got to go off the 3 meter board (high dive) yesterday after practice, and I did a dive, but landed funny, wrenching my back. I'm not sure how badly I've hurt it, but it still hurts. We don't have practice this afternoon, so I'm planning on taking it really easy and hoping for the best. Tomorrow's our last home meet and I'd really like to race. My coach has me in the 200 IM (my favorite event), the 100 Fly (gag me...although it's getting easier), and possibly the 200 Fly (hydrogenated murder). We'll see how it goes.
Classes start Monday, and I really don't know if I'm ready for them to yet. I have a really hard semester ahead of me, and I'd rather do another week of double practices than go to class at the moment. Ah well. My body has already started generating too much extra energy, so even though I had 2 practices yesterday, I couldn't sleep until almost midnight, and I still couldn't stay asleep until my alarm went off. I finally gave up around 6:45. Next week, when I only have one practice a day---Lord help me, I may not sleep at all.
Well, I think you're generally caught up. Hopefully I won't forget about Xanga again too often. I may forget about the Internet with all the busy things I'm doing this semester, but we'll see. Have a great weekend, everyone!
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| hmm....Well, I thought I'd update since I've had some interesting experiences this weekend. Didn't finish the book I was reading for a little girl's present, and finally resigned myself to telling her that she can have the part that's finished now and I'll send her the rest when I send her birthday present (which is going to have to come late anyway, because I don't get back to school until her birthday and all the stuff for working on her gifts are there). However, I didn't actually sleep that night because by the time I got back to my room after fighting with the computer and trying to get it all working, it was 4 and then I finished packing meticulously, so by the time I was kind of getting bored, it was 5:30. I decided to mess around and goof off then until about 6:15 when I returned the recorder to the library's book drop (hope they don't get mad at me--it's not the library's responsibility to get that sort of thing turned in, but I didn't know where else to put it that would keep it safe).
So, I got to the airport, read some Neverwhere (which I LOVE already) and then had the inspiration to start writing. I did that until I passed out a little bit (I had slept through the bus ride to Hartford), and when I woke up I had about 5 minutes before they started boarding. I got on the plane and then up comes this guy and plops down next to me with a big grin and a "hello!!" Come to find out, he was from Berkeley and goes to Wesleyan, and he had actually had no sleep in TWO nights, so both of us chatted a little in our delerious states until the flight attendant started doing the pre-flight instructions, at which point the two of us were completely hopeless and everything sent us into fits of giggles. He grabbed the "Sky Mall" magazine out of the pocket and we started going through every item in there commenting and gasping and laughing at the prices people pay and for what they get out of that thing. When we finally finished (we had an amazingly long attention span for that--it could have been that we were waiting for the excitement of takeoff before we could zonk out), we were in the air and both of us went unconscious for the rest of the flight. At the airport, I found him after we got off the plane and we realized that both of our flights were delayed until 5, and it was at that point about 1, so we decided to spend the day in the airport together. We could have gone into the city, which would have been fun since he said he'd never been, but we didn't really think seriously about it until much later when it was too late. We talked a lot about just about everything, he had a tiny guitar and so we played and sang and watched people walk by (their reactions were pretty amusing to us belting out "Hotel California" from the floor), and then we cooked up this elaborate plan about how we were brother and sister, and our parents were shipwrecked in the Bermuda Triangle so we were forced to be raised by dolphins, but a year ago this Executive Admiral saved us from our ignorance and told us that we weren't dolphins and taught us how to speak human, and now we were going to school provided by him; all of this was to get us a nice cover for going in and sitting in the big comfy leather chairs in the Admirals and Executives Lounge. I'm sure it would have worked, but we never had to try and use it on anyone because they never told us to leave when we just walked in there and sat down for about 45 minutes. After that we wandered a bit, pulled out our laptops and made each other listen to the other's music and look at the other's art. When we had to leave for our flights, it was kind of sad. We shared a big hug, swapped Deviantart account names and then I suddenly felt very lonely walking to my flight. It was really weird. I don't think I've ever connected to someone like that before. I've had fast frienships like at ASMS, camp, and Mercedes, but this was different and....odd....I don't really know how to explain it. Anyway, overall it turned into a really fun day, which I wasn't expecting.
Yesterday I woke up at noon and then went for a run and did some arm workouts before showering and being spirited away by Mercedes. She hadn't slept in 24 hours so we went to her house and she slept while I watched movies and tried to control myself and not wake her up to tell me what I could have to eat. I just kind of scavenged around her kitchen, when really I wanted to order Papa John's and satisfy a month and a half long craving, but a)I don't know their number and b)I didn't know her address. She and her sister went to the club while I stayed with their other roommate and watched movies until Mercedes came home. Then we went to Taco Bell and Wal-Mart, and were there until about 4:30. She bought The Three Amigos and since neither I or the other girl that was with us had seen it we watched that and didn't go to bed until 7-ish. Woke up at noon again and kicked myself because I had wanted to go to church today and forgot. Oh well. When I got home I worked on Christmas presents, tried to watch Divorce Italian Style but couldn't get into it, and then tried to start watching Firefly, which one of my housemates accidently left in my room when she left for break. My uncle came over and we ate beans, rice, and cornbread while starting Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. After we were finished eating somehow we got started on opening our presents, which we never usually do on Christmas Eve (we only normally open 1 apiece), but since I got Robert Ice Age 2, we stopped HGTG and watched that. It still makes me laugh.
I didn't get to work out today which I'm sad about, but I'd be doing it now if it weren't raining outside and if my brother weren't playing WoW in my room (my room's become the game room more than the guest room now that I've been at college a while and gave Rob and Kay my Dell). Wow, I just realized it's 1 a.m. Well, I was going to wish Paige a Happy Birthday when I posted, but I had meant to do it a while sooner. Oh well. I suppose I should go to bed soon--kick my brother out of my room. It's supposed to snow a little tonight *squee* Maybe we'll have an at least partially White Christmas this year!
Okay, really, I'm going. I'm sorry this was such a long post, but I really have been having fun. If only I could get an actually healthy rhythm going when I don't have a schedule and deadlines. Oh well.
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| I shouldn't have two blogs....I inevitably neglect one or the other. *sigh*
Update for the month of December...not nearly as much work as I had leading up to Thanksgiving, which I'm glad for, because being burnt out over break is never a fun thing. I took my only exam this morning and turned in my last paper this afternoon, so I'm officially finished with my third semester of college! We'll just see if my GPA drops this time--hopefully not...it was a rather nice number at the end of last year. Swimming continues pretty well--we're having optional practices right now because of finals, but I'm going anyway. I was sorely tempted to miss it today because I feel icky, but I went anyway. Yes, the Ick finally caught me: after failing for the whole semester, it caught me on Sunday night, and has been getting steadily worse. Well, no, last night and this morning were the worst...I attempted to make my mom's chili for lunch today and it tasted great until I decided that I wanted it spicier to clear my sinuses. I added a few too many jalapenos and could barely finish my bowl. T_T Learned my lesson--add the spiciness to your BOWL, not the entire pot. *tsk tsk* Had to waste a good 2 bowls of chili. The chili and going to practice I think helped a good deal because it raised my temperature a bit and had me clearing out my nose a lot--plus, I've been searching out any source of Vitamin-C I can get my hands on. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep tonight. The last two nights haven't been that great.
However, I don't get to go to bed early because I took a million-and-one shifts at the library this week, and because of finals we're open until 2...at least tonight's my last 2 a.m. shift. I get to do pleasure reading *dance* and work on Christmas presents--I wish my voice weren't all cracky and sinus-infected sounding...I have a present for someone that needs to be finished, but requires the use of my voice for prolonged periods of time. Maybe it'll be well enough tomorrow.
Anyway, I'm hopping on a plane Friday to go home and will be there until after New Year's, when I hop on another plane and go to Puerto Rico with the swim team, where we will do tons of training and sun-bathing for a week before returning to (what will hopefully be) frigid New England. I don't like this whole "Massachusetts is going to have a December that mirrors a normal Arkansas December." I hate cold rain. I like cold snow. If it's going to be cold, it should be snowing. Not dead and gray and just-above-freezing. grr.
Wow, do I complain a lot? Good news is, the field is set for me actually spending the entire summer at camp next year--for the first time since I was 17. ^_^
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