I should be doing any number of things right now, instead I'll update the blog...

paris plans are movin' right along, got my passport app in last week and picked up the accent program info/application packet today.

that's boring.


so I had some freaky dreams the past few nights and I am slightly afraid to go to sleep tonight, but I should go soon since I work in the morning at 6:30 as always.

On the upside-- guess who gave 2 weeks notice at job #2?? (hmmm I wonder)... yeah, that'd be me. I will no longer work at the library by this time 2 weeks from now! I am a little behind in finance right now though- and need to get caught up... plus the busiest part of the semester is coming up so it will be good to have the extra 10 hours a week... (I have no clue how I managed working 25-30 hours a week until now!)

I also have a huge crush on someone that I would never ever want to date or anything, but it's kinda fun... in fact I hardly know him-only hung out with him for like a few hours one time. But he plays an instrument and he's absolutely adorable (even if not at all my type). Yes, I am getting dangerously close to reaching "groupie" status for my bands... well, just SH3 I guess...

also, new stuff I've been listening to- Motion City Soundtrack, give it a shot (not that they're that new, but new to me)

I’m on fire and now I think I’m ready to bust a move

Check it out I’m rocking steady

Go!

Betty won’t stop listening to modern rock

How she hates to be alone

I try to compensate her lack of love with coffee cake

Ice cream and a bottle of ten dollar wine she says hey

I rock the Haro sport

I rock the cow girl blues

I rock too fast for love I’m footloose in my Velcro shoes

What’s up with Will & Grace?

I don’t get drum and bass

The future freaks me out

I’m on fire and now I think ready to bust a move

Check it out I’m rocking steady

To the beat in my head

It goes oh, oh, oh, oh

I know she’s the only one

I’d rather waste our time together

Yea, ‘cause we can get down

We fail to represent

We fail to be content

We fail at everything we ever even try to attempt

And so the story goes

As only Betty knows

It’s time to take control

I’m on fire and now I think ready to bust a move

Check it out I’m rocking steady

To the beat in my head

It goes oh, oh, oh, oh

I like it, I don't know why. :)

Ok I should go do something productive or sleep... who knows which one!!

interesting discovery... another point of view out there...

Consider this analogy: In the middle of the night, you (the USA) hear a scream from your neighbor's house (a sovereign country). You go to the window see that your neighbor (the ruler of the said country) is beating the living crap out of his wife (the people in this sovereign country). This happens on a nightly basis. You have called the police (the UN) numerous times, but every time, the wife refuses to press charges because she is completely afraid for her life and that her husband's retaliation will be much worse. The ineffectual cops are powerless to do anything at this point. You are sick and tired of seeing that timid, poor bruised lady with downcast eyes. Each day, she looks worse and worse and is missing teeth. One day you see her arm in a sling. Her husband has fractured it in a drunken fit of rage. You try to convince her to go to a battered women's shelter and even offer her shelter. She meekly replies, "I'm so afraid he'll hurt me even more". You are convinced that if her husband isn't stopped, the poor woman will inevitably suffer permanent brain damage or possibly even death. It's midnight and you hear the screams once again. Do you just sit idly by and consider it a "domestic affair"? Or do you break down his door and put an end to the persecution? I sure know what I would do. Sometimes privacy laws protect the unjust. These laws must be disobeyed. Laws protected slavery, but it was completely just to disobey them as well. International law was on the side of Saddam, but that didn't make it any less justified when we removed that brutal dictator.

also:

Despite the fact that government is bad, it is a necessary evil in order to ensure the nation’s security interests and keep people from violating each others’ rights. Why is it so anathema in the punk scene to express one’s love for one’s country? Despite its many faults, a lot of people don’t realize that it’s still the best country to live in. A friend of mine enlisted in the Army and got tons of flak from all her friends who told her how un-punk it was to serve one’s country and how the Army is an evil institution that should be abolished. I don’t understand the logic behind those people. Do they actually think that this country can survive without a means of defending its borders? Man, they are living in a dream world! Just imagine a world without cops and soldiers. Who would you call if your house got robbed? I’m not saying that there aren’t bad cops and soldiers, but eliminating the Army and the Police altogether certainly won’t fix the problem. That’s like trying to cure the headache by cutting off the head. Many punks tell me how wrong it is for the USA to impose liberal democracy by force on another country. All I can say to that is I’m sure glad the US Troops came to Korea in 1950 or I wouldn’t be alive today and my parents would have been executed for being of the “wrong”class under Kim-Il-Sung’s socialist utopia. Let the ideals of Jane Fonda die out with the hippies. The punk scene can do without you, Jane. Unfortunately, there are already many “Jane Fondas” in the punk scene spreading their toxic message of Anti-Americanism. One liberal friend of mine told me that she believed that our ideals shouldn’t stop at our borders. I responded by saying, “I wholeheartedly agree with you. We should impose liberal democracy beyond our borders, by force if necessary!” Of course she meant for everybody to drop their weapons, join hands with the terrorists and sing kumbayah, and maybe hug a few trees along the way to Bagdhad. Oh, I forgot -- she might not have much luck finding a tree in the desert!

-Pat Kim, Conservative Punk

sunkist and leaves...

Two things are making me happy right now. Actually a couple more than that, but two in particular and they would be: the Sunkist I just purchased at the OP and the pile of leaves I got to walk through on my way to purchase aforementioned Sunkist.

In an odd mood today actually. I am feeling very "on top of things" which is nice. I am looking forward to Thursday and Friday-- because I get a visit from an out-of-town friend on EACH of those nights, and I also get to see LBC again on Friday. I also have no major exams or papers for the next week or so, which is a benefit. AND I'm having dinner with my big brother tonight, which is probably one of my favorite things to do!

Things I am thankful for right now:
1. Myself
2. My Brother-- who cooks dinner for me!!
3. Along those lines, my entire family
4. Those friends who I have managed to keep in touch with or get back in touch with, after many years
5. The new friends I've made along the way
6. Dragging my feel through a fresh layer of brightly colored leaves
7. The opportunities I've had in my life
8. The knowledge that it's all ok in the end


As you probably can tell, I'm in an interesting mood today.

I just think it is so interesting and amazing how things work out and the things that help you and test you and shape you throughout life.

SO I will confess though, that when I went to the OP there was some slight hope that I would run into Chad (since he lives over there)... I feel pretty good today, and I think I'm lookin' smokin' and I don't miss him really at all right now--- so it would've been a great day to see him! Eh well, I'm sure I'll run into him some day when I'm at the OP for some cold/flu medicine and am lookin' like crap.

Anyway... so I love Autumn. I like the colors and the crunchy leaves under my feet... I just wish it didn't mean that our beautiful state will soon turn into a frozen wasteland.

Go jump in the leaves while you've got the chance everyone!

I knew this thing would come in handy

I am supposed to be writing a paper. Clearly, I am not writing said paper right now. Instead I (1) just checked my email, (2) checked websites for each band I currently am following, (3) got up and walked into the kitchen where I thoroughly examined my cupboard and decided against eating more (I've already had dinner and 2 snacks), (4) checked everyone's away message on AIM, (5) checked my email again (got one this time too!), (6) got up and wandered around my kitchen for a couple minutes again and (7) decided to post something.

So I am being very productive...

It is ok, the paper is 2/5 complete. It is due at 1:00 tomorrow afternoon and I don't have class until 11.

Plus, the exam I have tomorrow evening is almost entirely studied for, due to the fact that I managed to again confuse my dates.

So last Saturday (game day!), I somehow managed to convince myself it was Sunday. I got up and did some pre-game "tailgating" at someone's house, went to the game, took a nap and woke up thinkingit was Sunday. I proceeded to freak out because I hadn't met with my ProComm group about the proposal due Monday and still had TONS of homework to do. I couldn't figure out how I had been so irresponsible as to completely shirk my homework until 9 pm on Sunday and I couldn't figure out how I'd forgotten to MEET with a group.

So I sent a panicky email to my group members, and went to work on my other homework. 3 hours later, it's 12:00 and I have to be up at 5:00am so I head for bed. I set my alarm, wash my face, crawl in bed and insomnia hits. About 30 minutes later I get to thinking... and I don't remember having experienced a "Saturday" night at all... so I ask Ericka-- "is today saturday?"
Ericka: "yes..."

How does such a thing happen?

and more pathetic... how does it happen TWICE?

This afternoon, I get off work, walk home and immediately start studying for Finance because I managed to convince myself it was Thursday. So I freak out AGAIN, wondering how I can feel so rushed. Then it hits me... I was stressed about studying, taking the exam and still managing to write this paper-- but the paper was due on THURSDAY... so if it was due tomorrow... that meant today had to be--wednesday.

Honestly, is confusion about the day of the week a symptom of something? because it's happening to me with increasing frequency...

anyway, I oughta get back to that paper. If I can get at least 7/10 of it done tonight, I'll be golden for tomorrow morning.