Wednesday, June 28, 2006

My Thirtieth Post

It is summer. That means it tends to be hot, and it costs money to run the a/c. I like to leave the windows open at night to allow the cool night air to counteract the stuffiness of my apartment. Apparently, a lot of other people had the same idea. I’ve been up since about 6am, and I have been listening to the strangest symphony. Or maybe cacophony is a better word for it. See, because everyone’s windows are open, I can hear the alarm clocks going off fairly clearly from where I sit in my bedroom. 7:30 just rolled around, and I think I counted five distinct alarms going off almost simultaneously. I keep thinking about how each of those alarms represents another individual’s life, and wondering what they’re doing now to start their day.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

My Twenty-ninth Post

I hate bees, wasps, yellow jackets, and any other bug-type thing that might fly in through my window with the intent to flit around all over my things, causing me to hide in the closet until it flies back outside.

I feel bad. I was mean to someone last night. I admit that I think rude things about people all of the time, but I seldom actually let the person know. Last night I did.

I work with this girl who is... frustrating. If I ask her to do something, she tends to ask a million questions (even though she's done the task a million times before) until I just give in and do it for her.

Anyway, last night, I asked her to do something pretty simple. After I explained to her several times what she needed to do, and receiving only a blank stare in return, I rolled my eyes and started to do it myself. She sat there and watched me do it (instead of, you know, helping), and once I was finished she offered an insincere apology. Now normally, I will usually completely dismiss such an apology, telling people that it's not a big deal, and it's not their fault. But what did I do instead? I rolled my eyes again and stomped off. I'm such a jerk! I can't believe I did that! And the thing is, I don't even really feel that bad because she showed absolutely no emotional reaction to my insulting behavior. If she doesn't know I was being mean, why should I feel bad about it?

*Sigh.*

This is going to be a long summer.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

My Twenty-eighth Post

So. I was going to go to bed three hours ago, but somehow I got lured into the living room. My roommate C had never seen The Sixth Sense, and she didn't want to watch it alone. So we started watching it. Twenty minutes after it started, C fell asleep. But did I just go to bed? No. I stayed up and watched the whole thing. Stupid.

In other news, I've rearranged the furniture in my bedroom. I can now actually get into my closet, although it's more difficult to get to my bed. *Sigh.* Well, some sacrifices must be made.

I should go to bed now, but there is a website I want to check first. Unfortunately, it won't load. I've been trying for the last twenty minutes. Should I wait until it does? Or go to bed? Well, I should go to bed. Who wants to guess what I will actually do?

Sunday, June 04, 2006

My Twenty-seventh Post


This totally reminds me of myself. Especially on the phone. I am the worst conversationalist ever. One time I literally ran away from this guy from one of my classes when I ran into him on campus. We talked for a minute or so, and them I abruptly said "Well, I've got to go" and took off! And then the rest of the day I kept remembering the "conversation" and becoming embarrassed all over again! Gah! (This is an image from PostSecret)

My Twenty-sixth Post

Today was my Grampa's 84th birthday. My mom and 4 of my siblings made the 14 hours drive up to Salt Lake this weekend, and one of my aunts was able to come as well. It was fun to hang out with my siblings, especially my little sister. I think she feels a little left out sometimes since she's the only girl left at home. My older sisters and I talk online all the time, but she's often left out of the loop since the Internet at home is a bit "iffy." I was hoping she could have stayed at my apartment at least one night while she was up here, but it didn't work out. Oh well. We had a lot of fun anyway. Yay for family.

And it may be a little off topic, but yay for not taking classes. It was the best decision ever!