There was car crash in front of my dorm building this morning. This would probably be the highlight of my day. Sad, I know. But lately, I have been sleeping in a lot. I've been missing breakfast since I don't make it down to the cafeteria in time anymore. I barely have enough time to grab coffee before my 11 am classes.
Today is just as bad. I woke up at 9 am, but decided to mess around my computer for about an hour. Then while in the shower, I remember that I'm suppose to register for summer and fall classes at 7am. I hoped that the classes that I want are still open.
It took me 45 minutes to complete my registration. I have class at 11, though the prospect of going seemed fairly remote. I head up to the cafeteria and had lunch instead.
On my way back to my room, I stopped by for some coffee. Darrin was working, blasting Damien Rice on a boom box. Typical. I made some joke about him being "emo", he said something equally lame. Some girl made a comment about my coffee consumption as if I know her. I probably do. I just don't remember. I was going to introduce myself, but that would just ruin her mild flirtation with me if I do in fact know her. So I just played along and told her that I have to study for a quiz.
This is only half true. I do have quiz for my Politics in the Middle East class, but I rarely study for it. My whole thing is; if I don't know this shit by now, I certainly won't learn it in a couple of hours.
I come back to my dorm. I blog this post. Now I'm tempted to take a nap. The weather is perfect for napping. I almost wish that I have someone to cuddle with. Almost... and then I realize who my options are. Maybe I'll go to the library instead. I sleep way too fucking much anyway!
My classes for summer:
Math 10 (yes... I know. I'm stupid.)
International Relations 315: World War I and World War II
Intro to International Studies
My classes for fall:
Stat 101 (part duex. lol)
Intro to Chinese Culture
American Institution: The President
Law and Politics
Ethics and Public Affairs
Last Wednesday, I was involved in a minor fender bender at the parking lot of Barnes & Noble. The police were called, no one was injured, there were minimal cosmetic damages of both our cars. We were both at fault, the police did not even issue tickets.
So imagine my suprise when I got a call both from my insurance company. The other driver filed a claim over the weekend! And I was informed that there was a witness. A witness that did not even come forward when the police was questioning us. This really pisses me off. The other driver claimed that she honked, and that she backed out first. Which is contrary to what actualy happened. And if she thinks that I'll have my insurance company pay for her back bumper that's already falling off because of its rusting, well she is sadly mistaken! It's a good thing I brought my camera with me.
This bitch thinks that she hit the jackpot because it happened at the wealthy side of town. She think's because my permanent address (my parent's) is on the prominent side of town that she'll get something from me. I fucking drive a Kia for crying out loud. Granted that it's new, but that doesn't necessarily scream big bucks.
I found this advert in our local paper:
[Source]
Actor Heath Ledger dies at 28
NEW YORK (CNN) -- Actor Heath Ledger was found dead Tuesday of a possible drug overdose in a Lower Manhattan apartment, the New York Police Department said.
The Academy Award nominated actor was 28.
"Pills were found in the vicinity of the bed," police spokesman Paul Browne told CNN.
"This is being looked at as a possible overdose, but that is not confirmed yet."
Police later said the pills "appear to be over the counter" sleeping medication.
Ledger was unresponsive when he was found by a housekeeper who had gone to wake him for an appointment with a masseuse in the Soho apartment, Browne said.
He was declared dead at about 3:30 p.m., Browne said.
In 2005, the actor played Ennis Del Mar in "Brokeback Mountain," about two cowboys who had a secret relationship.
The role earned him the Oscar nomination.
Ledger was born in Perth, Australia. He has a young daughter with actress Michelle Williams, his co-star in "Brokeback Mountain."
it is saturday night here in ames. tonight is the 2nd party of the semester, the first one that everyone is actually looking forward to. it's garrison & natasha's 80's themed birthday bash. i'll post pictures later!
i had the strangest text message from my cousin, chris, late last night. i was out with some friends, the music was loud, and i could not hear myself think. the message was; "this is it 4 me... bye." i called him back to say goodbye. i asked him where he's going. he replied, "it's not about where i'm going." then he hung up.
i tried to call him back several times but he wouldn't answer. i sent him a text message urging him to call me back. there was no reply. i called my parents to find out if they got a message from chris--they did. i called my aunt (my other one, not chris' mom) to find out if they received the same message. but she didn't answer. it was 1 am after all.
she called me back at 8am today, she also got a cryptic message from chris. as of the time of this entry, they are on their way to see my other aunt (chris' mom) to find out what's going on. i have not heard back from anyone and i am very concern.
last summer, chris moved back with his parents, from california, after separating from his wife. he has 2 kids who lives with their mom. they spent the holidays with him. he left for california last week to drop back the kids to his ex wife, claudia. i don't know much about the situation, but i'm pretty sure that he only has visitation rights.
he lives for those kids. and he would do anything to be near them. but his livelihood is here, which puts him in a difficult predicament. stay close to the kids and not be able to provide for them, or stay here and not be able to see them. i can't even imagine what it would feel like to be in his shoes right now.
i hope he's ok.
One of my biggest fear is to find myself in the middle of a chaotic/apocalyptic mob scene. Something along the line of The Day After Tomorrow, or Dawn of the Dead, or Cloverfield. It's not what I would be running from that I'm afraid of, it's who I'm running with. Lets face it, we're not ready for any large scale evacuation plan. Even if we are, there would be some asshole that would panic and in turn cause everyone else to panic. Then we'll all be dead.
My cell phone lost its signal for 2 hours today. I panicked, and I started imagining all of these worst case scenarios. What if my campus was attacked by zombies? The government can just as easily isolate us from the rest of the state to contain the zombies. I'll be stuck here, food for the reanimated corpses, and I sure will be since I won't be able to get to my car right away! Even if I do reach my car, the traffic would certainly doom me, specially since I can't go off road because I don't have 4 wheel drive. And I don't know anyone who has access to a helicopter to air lift me out of here.
I would most certainly be dead. Thank god I saw this video:
I <3 my international relations class! It's only the first day but I already know that this will be my favorite class this semester. Prof. Mansbach is such an animated character, reminicent of Auguste Gusteau from Ratatouille. My other professor on the other hand, Conger, seems a little abrasive. I already have a feeling that I'm not going to like her. Which is too bad because I'm really interested in her class, Religion & Politics (the 2 things you should never talk about at parties).
I only have 1 more class that I'm yet to attend, Politics in the Middle East. It's on Thursday nights. It's a 3 hour class, which could be problematic, but I'm actually v. intrigued by this subject.
I'm v. happy that all of the Poli Sci kids are disbursed out this semester. Last semester, we were all in the same classes. It got old really fast. Now, I barely even see them, granted that this is a huge school, with about 8 thousand students from what I've heard. I dont know for sure.
Tonight is hooka night! It's the first time I'm going, I've always been invited. But it's on Tuesday nights, and I normally have class at the butt crack of dawn the next day. So it's always a no go. But tonight, I'm going... just to be polite. [I'll post pictures next time.]
... deserve to be with the people that they're with.
and i'm saying that without one bit of irony. and no, it's not a case of "the fox and the grapes." i just realized that some people are better suited for other people (than me). there's no bitterness about it. because its not about me, or even who's more attractive, or who's a better catch. it's not about that at all. it's about love. or at least i hope it is.
you can not deny what the heart wants. and just because someone seems wrong for someone, it does not change how they feel for one another. and i am in no position to judge. there are greater forces at work here. all i can do at this point is to wish them happiness (and actually mean it). and hopefully when i find myself falling for someone who's all wrong for me, that people will be supportive and not judge me or whoever i'm with.
that's all.