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| For those of you who Facebook or Xanga stalk me and don't actually talk to me on a regular basis, here's an update:
This semester was somewhat difficult for me. Art was incredibly challenging considering I don't have an artistic bone in my body. Somehow, I missed 6 classes and still managed to come out with an A- and my own chair. In my defense, I did try really hard. Physics was also HARD. I discovered I'm somewhat incapable of thinking scientifically. I just wish Dr. Baker taught something I was interested in, because he was an excellent professor.
Since I'm a senior, I don't have to take a Jan-Term. I will be spending January in Mansfield with mi madre. I'm working on a semi-secret project that will hopefully pay off. Oh how I love being a senior.
My class schedule for next semester is:
MWF
9-9:50 Law and Society
10-10:50 Sociology of Religion
11-11:50 Cognitive Lab (Wednesdays only)
1:30-2:50 Cognitive Process
TTH
1:30-3 Counseling Relationships
Should be pretty good, except for Cognitive. I know I've said this before, but this class will be the bane of my existence for the next 4 months. I am really looking forward to my other classes.
New Member Education, AKA Pledgeship, will occur 2 weeks into the spring semester. I'm really excited about it and our potential new members.
My dad got re-married (marriage number 3) on December 23rd. It was a very strange Celtic wedding. I was the Unity Bell holder if that tells you anything. I like Nancy, it's just that their relationship is so dysfunctional. There hasn't been 1 weekend when I've visited that they haven't been fighting intensely. Even the night before the wedding. Anyway, it has also become more and more apparent how fake Nancy can be. When she's upset with you, she acts the same way as when she's not. You can't tell the difference. Anyway, I hope that it works out for them. Whatever makes you happy.
On another somewhat related note, my mom started dating the guy, Randy. This is the first guy she's dated since my parents' divorce. He's a really nice guy and treats my mom really well. The problem is, he drives me insane. He makes jokes ALL the time that you feel obligated to laugh at. He has stories to tell about any subject. He just doesn't quit talking. I can't get a word in edgewise. Also, nothing is serious with him. We couldn't have a real conversation if our lives depended on it. The strange thing is that my mom said he doesn't act like that around anyone else but us (the kids in my family). My mom said when he's with her they can talk about anything and they have a really good time together. He's an assistant principle at a high school in Taylor, and apparently he doesn't know how to relate to us at all. He's used to being in an authoritative position. I feel so bad, because I know he really likes her but I seriously can't stand to be around him for more than an hour. My mom gets frustrated too because he changes his personality completely when he's around us. I'm hoping that I become more patient or he becomes less overwhelming because I really want to like him.
I have several New Years resolutions. Of course there's always the "be healthier" ones. Mine is to drink less soda. I used to be a die hard Dr. Pepper fan, but recently I can't get enough Coke. Anyway, I really want to grow a lot spiritually this year. I know you should always want that. In fact, I think I say that every year, but I want to change in a very big way. It's difficult because my viewpoints on many things have changed a lot since high school. That's good and to be expected. But, a lot of it doesn't necessarily coincide with what the Bible says or what I grew up hearing. So it's going to be hard for me to decipher what I need to accept as truth. I pray that God will lead me to accept the truths that He wants and not what I concoct as truth.
There it is.
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| To those of you who thought that I fell off the face of the earth, you were wrong. I'm not sure if I've been really busy, or just neglecting Xanga, but I'm back...at least for a short appearance. For those of you who heard about the underwear man at the Sigma car wash, here he is: 
At Chilis, they have t-shirts that you can buy (and the proceeds go to a hospital for children with cancer) that you can color yourself! Here's mine: 
Awesome, huh?
I got an A&M hat.
P.S. I had also just woken up, so my eyes look kind of glazed over.
Ces Breeze was taken as the newest Sigma little brother! YAY!
 Ok, other than that, we had Jackie's birthday party, which was fun. As was Brit's. SHYC planning team meeting was long. My art professor indicated that I suck at drawing and need to consult outside sources to teach me how to be better. I'm going to a new doctor about my ulcer on Tuesday. Pepto is my new best friend. (When I cheat, it makes my ulcer hurt little or none at all.) I was going to take a picture of the Pepto bottle, but I figured that was taking it a little too far. Jessica and Kristin got me dairy free ice cream called Soy Dream for S.O.S. They are good people. I finished the entire series of Sex and the City. It's on to Felicity. This is going to be a much slower process since I have to Netflix every single disc. That's it. | | |
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| So, funny story. I have been stressing out about adding Art Fundamentals to my schedule this year. Not because I don't have time or anything like that, but because I couldn't get a hold of the prof. I e-mailed him a couple of times and went by his office several times but could never catch him. Today, I had to be at freshmen registration because I was handing out ice cream for the Service Station. I decided to find the prof. there to see if he would sign my add slip (even though the class was already filled). He tells me that the class is already full and then asks who I am. I tell him my name and he says "Oh, you e-mailed me." Then pulls out a copy of the e-mail I sent him. He said that he meant to save me a spot but for whatever reason forgot to...(?) And then he asked why I wanted to take this class and if I was just trying to get into the easy art class. I told him I needed a humanities credit to graduate and that I didn't care if it was hard; I just needed the class. He ponders it for a while and tells me that there are only 22 chairs in the class and I would be the 23rd person. Then he showed me the list of people already taking the class and asks me if I know if any of them have had a horrible accident over the summer so that I can take their place. I tell him no. Then he asks if I now plan to cause any of them to have a horrible accident. I tell him no. Then he tells me he will sign my add slip if I bring my own chair to class everyday. I said sure. He signed my slip.
Oh, I also ran right into a wall today. I have a bump on my forehead. | | |
| So, everything is moved into my apartment. It's not unpacked yet, but I anticipate that happening sometime before I move out. I've become more fond of my apartment now that I have cleaned the bathtub and things are coming together. I think I'm really going to like living with Jackie. It's going to be a much different atmosphere than my apartment last year. Probably a lot more laid back. I sure am going to miss Polly, Kristin and Audrey though.
I had to say good-bye to Audrey on Sunday. She left yesterday for Spain. It was really hard. She's been my roommate and best friend since freshmen year. She will be greatly missed. Having Megan here will hopefully alleviate some of the pain from Audrey's absence.
Everyone keeps asking me what I'm going to do when I graduate. Well, everyone can quit asking, because when I know, I'll make a huge announcement, ok?
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