Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
i have a hangover.
even if it means i'm gonna feel like shit for a few hours in the morning, yay for weekends. lehigh dance party last friday, then ventured off campus the next night. woke up last sunday morning and all i could do was laugh at myself for being such a fuck. blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol. good times with the girls, encounters with thug love, the freshman boy whom i forced to pretend to be my boyfriend, and still ending up in my own bed at the end of it all. moral of the story, bad decisions are the spice of life. and i only have two and a half more years to fuck up before i enter the real world and can't do stupid shit anymore. the silly things i do make sober life at lehigh awkward as hell though. and recently i've caught myself smiling like a doof because i'm laughing at myself in my head. everyone around me must think i'm a crazy person.
this weekend... danced at a wrestling match and a basketball game... watched "he's just not that into you." that movie's gotta be up there with "how to lose a guy in 10 days" and "13 going on 30." so funny, and while a lot of it was exaggerated... so true. can't wait 'til it comes out on dvd. last night, went to a party in allentown. i wanna add latin ballroom to my list of things i'm gonna learn how to do before i die.
steph, safiya, leslie, kelly, and i signed the lease for our off-campus house next year. 627 east morton aka "the brothel" aka it's gonna be a shitshow. so excited. especially for the interesting artwork that safiya and i have been collecting over the past few days `=)
i also declared my major this week. accounting, and i'm trying to minor in entrepreneurship. according to my advisor (loooove dr. john jack wilbur paul), i have to have 150 credit hours if i want my CPA, which means i have to be in school for about 5 years. so maybe i have 3 and a half more years to make terrible decisions...
this week, i've come to realize how much i've changed since high school. back then i feel like i was more easygoing, outgoing, and took a lot more risks... i remember people telling me i was cocky, manipulative, and sometimes really mean (or just brutally honest), but at least i wasn't afraid to put myself out there. i wasn't really afraid of failure either, i'd just do whatever, get really excited about what i just got myself into, and hope for the best. it usually worked out, i generally got what i wanted in high school and i didn't disappoint myself. these days i'm more socially awkward, keep more of my thoughts to myself, always anxious for no reason at all, and i'm scared of fucking up. i guess the stakes are a lot higher now that my education's worth 50k a year, so i just don't want to put myself in any position to fail, in any way. this probably translates into making bad decisions because with those, the outcome is always gonna be bad. and i like when things are predictable.
as long as i don't end up in a wheelchair with no legs, no fingers, and bad credit, i think i'll be okay in the end.
this weekend... danced at a wrestling match and a basketball game... watched "he's just not that into you." that movie's gotta be up there with "how to lose a guy in 10 days" and "13 going on 30." so funny, and while a lot of it was exaggerated... so true. can't wait 'til it comes out on dvd. last night, went to a party in allentown. i wanna add latin ballroom to my list of things i'm gonna learn how to do before i die.
steph, safiya, leslie, kelly, and i signed the lease for our off-campus house next year. 627 east morton aka "the brothel" aka it's gonna be a shitshow. so excited. especially for the interesting artwork that safiya and i have been collecting over the past few days `=)
i also declared my major this week. accounting, and i'm trying to minor in entrepreneurship. according to my advisor (loooove dr. john jack wilbur paul), i have to have 150 credit hours if i want my CPA, which means i have to be in school for about 5 years. so maybe i have 3 and a half more years to make terrible decisions...
this week, i've come to realize how much i've changed since high school. back then i feel like i was more easygoing, outgoing, and took a lot more risks... i remember people telling me i was cocky, manipulative, and sometimes really mean (or just brutally honest), but at least i wasn't afraid to put myself out there. i wasn't really afraid of failure either, i'd just do whatever, get really excited about what i just got myself into, and hope for the best. it usually worked out, i generally got what i wanted in high school and i didn't disappoint myself. these days i'm more socially awkward, keep more of my thoughts to myself, always anxious for no reason at all, and i'm scared of fucking up. i guess the stakes are a lot higher now that my education's worth 50k a year, so i just don't want to put myself in any position to fail, in any way. this probably translates into making bad decisions because with those, the outcome is always gonna be bad. and i like when things are predictable.
as long as i don't end up in a wheelchair with no legs, no fingers, and bad credit, i think i'll be okay in the end.
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