Gyms

             While I was at the gym today I realized how weird it is. The gym I mean. Back in the good ol’ days, way before I was born, people did not have a need for going to a gym. The idea of it was probably weird. The only people who went to gyms were those who needed to if they were professionals in an athletic sport of some kind. But they also did manual labor, they actually did stuff outside, they didn’t have to sit on a computer for hours for entertainment. I hate working out in a gym. But its much easier than finding a place to go bike riding or hiking. I mean there are places all around for that, but its still just easier to walk to the gym.

            Not to mention the fact that a century ago, or actually much less than a century ago, people didn’t gorge themselves on fattening foods. They didn’t need to work out because they only ate what they needed. They didn’t eat in excess. Our society is so weird. We eat a ton and we sit and play video games and on the computer and watch TV. We’re boring. We are a boring kind of people. We need to get out and be more exciting. Play kick the can or wiffle ball. I love wiffle ball. It’s a blast. I’m not saying that everyone is like this. Obviously I am over-generalizing. But still, as a whole, we are fat and lazy and boring.

            One. One is the number of wheels on a unicycle. One is the number of channels on the first television set. One is the number of times you can jump off the Empire State Building (without any help). One is the number of times you can be tried for the same crime. One is the number of ingredients in an ice cube. One is the number of players competing in the game of solitaire. One is the number of actors is takes to be Jekyll and Hyde. One is the number of people in a self-portrait. One is the number of partridges in a pear tree. One is the number of days until my birthday. Actually its less now, but I thought I would be clever by saying a bunch of things about the number one. By the way, I got all of the “Ones” from http://woodymarx.hubpages.com/hub/50-Things-About-the-Number-One. I like to cite my sources.

            In case you couldn’t tell, I am kind of excited for my birthday. Even though there is nothing special about it this year and it’s on a Tuesday so I wont be doing anything too exciting, I’m still just happy to celebrate it. One of my favorite aunts, okay I love all my aunts so I cant say any one is my favorite but I absolutely LOVE this woman, I call her TT, she sent me a package today with tons and tons of food. And I love food so this obviously made me happy. AND my cousin Max, her son, is coming here next year, not that that is new news but I was just reminded of that and I can’t wait for him to be here! His dad, my uncle Chris, is a HUGE UW husky fan so I think I’m pretty funny and I’m gonna buy him a Cougar Dad t-shirt and mail it to him and of course he has to wear it. J I think it’ll be pretty funny now that he can’t totally hate the cougars! So yay! GO COUGS!

            But now I need to go try to finish all of my homework so that I don’t have hardly any to do on my birthday, because really, who wants to do homework on their birthday? Not me. I wish I didn’t have a biology lab tomorrow, otherwise I would just skip the whole day, but I only have my lab and then one class so it wont be too bad. Then I’m gonna try and round up some friends to have dinner with. Yeah I know…Sydney has friends? I mean I pay them…but because I pay them they have to act like my friends. So yeah, I’ll probably have to pay double for tomorrow night but we’ll see.

            A very merry unbirthday to me! For another 5 ish hours. Then, a very happy birthday to me! 

How to Survive

           Now I’m new at this whole college thing. Well not like a day-old baby new, I have a little experience under my belt. But obviously there are millions and billions of other people that have more experience than me. However, with the experience I have acquired, I’m going to give a brief description on how to survive college as I see it so far.

            First of all, be PROACTIVE. Not only in school, but for getting in schools. Research the schools you might like, definitely go visit them to make sure you see yourself there. Most people, once on a campus, either completely see themselves there or completely don’t. Actually, if we’re talking about being proactive before college, you really want to start at the beginning of high school by involving yourself in tons of activities, keeping your grades up, and all that goes with it. Unfortunately, most of us don’t do that, but there is still hope! Apply early to the schools, apply for tons of scholarships, and any financial aid you can get is great!

            Once at the school of, hopefully, your choosing, its really helpful to be on top of all of your school work. I am still completely a procrastinator, but I’m getting better at it though. If you just get all your work and reading done, then it wont pile on top of itself and overwhelm you when you need to know it all.

            The professors in college don’t try to act like your parents and get on you for not doing your homework or not showing up for class or doing better on your tests. You have to do it all yourself. If you ask for help, of course, most of them will help you. But they aren’t going to push you if you don’t. They don’t care if you fail. They still get paid for you showing up, or not showing up to class.

            Eat healthy. I’ve had my days and weeks where I either just didn’t eat very much or just ate a bunch of junk and it makes it really hard to stay focused and alert in class. And it puts you in bad moods. Its just not good to constantly file junk into your body. So eat some fruits and veggies every day and lay off the candy and ice cream.

            Get sleep. I am very cranky if I don’t get sleep, and I’ve definitely had my late nights doing homework and my late nights…not doing homework. But it really makes it hard to pay attention in class when you can barely keep your eyes open. Take naps if you need on your breaks or after your classes. But only take at most 30 minute naps, and take them before 4 pm otherwise it’ll mess up your sleep pattern. Believe me, I know from experience.

            Don’t over do it on the partying. Its fun and it’s a big part of college obviously. But not only is it unhealthy, again it can interfere with school and studying. So try to keep it to the weekends. Plus, I’ve seen some guys with beer bellies, its not attractive.

            Stay organized. Make sure you know what is due when and when your tests and quizzes are. Its helpful to make a list. The professors usually give out a syllabus with all the information and dates on it for a reason, so use it. It’s extremely helpful.

            Now, I’m mostly just doing this list for myself. It helps me stay on track and realize what I need to do to keep myself focused and to do well in school. It’s all pretty much common sense but sometimes looking at common sense is exactly what you need to do it. I was thinking about this all because I have a lot of readings to catch up on considering I have two quizzes and a test this week. My mind can stay a little more focused if I organize what I need to do. This post is boring. But hey, it’s a Sunday and Sundays tend to be boring right?

            By the way, I had an amazing weekend. Literally stayed in bed all weekend and watched TV and movies. It was so nice. Especially because I’m sick. And last weekend I had a little too much fun so it was necessary to take a weekend off. I think my health has improved a little, too, since I got a bunch of sleep this weekend. It was very relaxing.

            And now I have a busy week ahead of me, with school, plus my birthday on Tuesday. J Too bad I have to wake up at EIGHT on Tuesday. Oh well. And then this coming weekend I get to go home and hang with the fam! Very excited. Should be a good and busy week ahead! Yay!

If You Don't Like Reading, Don't Read This

            Obsession: an idea or thought that continually preoccupies or intrudes on a person’s mind. My obsession: The Hunger Games. I keep talking about it, and I try not to. But I am literally obsessed with it. I think this is worse than my once-obsession with Twilight. Today, after 12 hours of sleep, thanks to NyQuil, I woke up at around one, didn’t do very much. But I could say that I spent a good majority of my day both playing Temple Run, and just watching the trailer for the Hunger Games and every video that has anything to do with it on the internet. I even had the book sitting on my bed all day. I was tempted to start reading it again. I don’t know why its such an obsession. I really tried to get my mind off of it, but when you have nothing to do, that’s when obsessions are at their worst. Sure, I could have gotten some homework done today, but who wants to do homework on a Saturday? Not me, that’s for sure. I’d rather sit and stare at the wall than do homework on a Saturday. Which is terrible, but true. I think about it constantly during the day. I day dream about it. I dream about it at night. It sounds pathetic, but it doesn’t bother me at all because I love it so much. And it all started with my trip to the bookstore to buy some books. And I figured everyone was all hyped about these books so I just bought the first one. I had all break to read it but I had this sneaking suspicion that I would get addicted so I saved it for last of all my books. I didn’t even start it until I got back to school when my roommate said she started reading them and got obsessed so I started reading it that very night and was utterly hooked on it. This book is set in the future, a future where there is no North America, its called Panem. I’ve always loved those types of books, where the government is in control of society. Its so interesting to me. Its not like I want the government to be like that, not at all. I just find it so fascinating reading stories about it. Like George Orwell’s 1984, I loved that book too. And Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451, another amazing book. All set in a futuristic society where the government is more or less totalitarian.

            And that is only part of my obsession. Clearly, like my love for the Twilight books, I love love stories. Especially ones where you don’t know how its going to end. Are these two star-crossed lovers going to end up together? What about love triangles? Even better!

            The trouble is, now that the books are over I’m like, gee, I wonder what Katniss is doing right now. I get too attached to the characters. If you’re reading this and you’re not much of a book reader, then you can’t possibly understand. And I don’t even know that I could explain it to someone who hasn’t gone through this with a book. With movies, they are great stories. I mean I’ve seen movies that I was just absolutely speechless after seeing them because I enjoyed it so much. But there’s nothing more to it than that. Even when there are sequels. If there isn’t a book series, you don’t always know right away whether or not they’ll make a sequel. But with books, you spend so much time with it, reading it, thinking about it. It drags on because usually, unless you’re like me who reads till 3 or 4 in the morning, but even then, you usually don’t read the book all at once. So then when you stop at a chapter and go to sleep, the next day you’re just constantly thinking about what is going to happen next. And it goes like that through all of the books. You get so much more attached than with a movie.

            Thinking about all this stuff I just wrote about a book series makes me feel a little bit like a nerd and I’m kind of embarrassed debating whether I should post this or not. But heck, I don’t care. If you think I’m crazy because I’m obsessed with a book, then there are a lot of people out there who are in the same boat as me. And I’m okay with that. By the way, there are 54 days and 13 minutes ( at the time of me typing this) until the Hunger Games movie comes out into theaters. And you know that I’ll be the first in line to buy my ticket to the movie so you better watch out. I may even skip school for it. Who knows. I’ll do crazy things. So I don’t know how I am going to make the time go faster for the next 54 days, but you know that there will be lots of mentions of these books up until then and obviously my first post after I see the movie will be all about it and I will be spoiling everything so if you don’t see the movie before my post, don’t read the post.

            Well, that’s all I have to say about that topic. Not really, I have a ton more to say, but that’s all I’m going to say for now about it. I need to get some Hunger Game posters to put up in my room. I’ll get on that…

Tips!

            Tip Numero Uno: If you take Nyquil, make SURE you have allotted enough time for sleep. Otherwise, you’re going to wake up for your work or school and be a zombie, or in my case, really loopy.

            Tip Number Two: Even if you’re friends convince you to, do not attempt to walk down an icy hill. And even if you can see the grass, don’t trust it. Grass can be icy and therefore you will fall. And get very upset.

            Tip Number Three: If you think you lost your keys, check the door knob, they may still be in there.

            Tip Number Four: Try not to drool on yourself when you sleep. It’s embarrassing.

            Tip Number Five: Ice cream, although very tasty, is not a suitable dinner. Even with sprinkles and caramel. You are just wasting your time because you will still be hungry later. Now, if you decide you just want to have dessert first, then that’s okay. Just make sure you eat dinner eventually. You don’t want your tummy growling at awkward moments, after all.

            Tip Number Six: If you’re in college and you’re trying to get yourself back on a schedule that doesn’t involve napping, and you happen to be tired, do not, I repeat DO NOT try to read a school textbook to keep you awake. It will not work and you will fail and fall asleep. Even if you find the subject interesting. Even if the subject happens to be a part of your major, chances are, you will fall asleep anyways.

            Tip Number Seven: Do not accept rides from strangers. Unless of course its 20 degrees out, you’re not wearing proper outdoor clothing, and your hands are about to fall off and someone offers you a ride. Especially if they have a pup in the back seat that sleeps with you on the way back to your dorm. J

            Tip Number Eight: Avoid buying fast drying nail polish. It just doesn’t even work. It dries fast, but it doesn’t stay on very long. Completely pointless. Longer lasting is worth a longer drying time.

            Tip Number Nine: If you’re in pain, you can take Aleve to temporarily relieve the pain, but it will not fix the pain so don’t rely on it. The pain will come back. And then you will struggle to walk up the stairs once again.
            And Tip Number Ten: Read this blog every day for awesome tips like this and cool stories.

            Now these are all mostly negative tips, but they pretty much sum up how my day went. Thank goodness it’s Friday, because I don’t think I could survive another day. And I’m worried because it’s getting colder and colder out. Which means it’s probably going to snow again. Now I don’t mind the snow, it’s just that the weather is somewhat bipolar so I’m not sure how to react to it. Or what to expect. I honestly have no idea if we’ll even have a spring this year. Or a summer. Maybe it’ll just go straight from winter to fall. Who knows. Hopefully we get some warm weather though. At least for Hoopfest weekend, and I’d like to be able to enjoy warmth at the lake. Priest Lake stays pretty cold anyways so it needs all the sun it can get. Not that I’ll see any sun at all since I’m going to need like three jobs this summer. But still, sun would be nice. Actually, you know what, if I have to work all summer, I hope its just a crappy, cloudy, cold summer. Sorry for those who actually get to enjoy the summer, but I’m in a bad mood and I say I want no sun for summer so I don’t have to be jealous when I’m inside working while all y’all are out there soakin’ up the sun getttin’ tan an’ shit.

            Okay. I’m done with my ranting and complaining. I hope everyone had a wonderful day. Especially my mommy since it’s her birthday! Happy birthday Mommy! Oh btw, and I usually never use abbreviations but that one sounded good there, my birthday is in like three days. Just so you know! 

A Very Merry Unbirthday

            I HATE being sick! There should just be no more sicknesses in this world. Or at least a cure for every one of them. Although, personally I don’t trust in taking medicines anymore. I think it’s the governments way of controlling us. I know, you probably think I’m crazy. But I have a theory about the whole big brother thing. And its totally happening right under all of our noses and one day they are going to drop down and swoop in on us and take complete control before we can say supercalifragalisticexpealadocious. Totally aced that “challenge word” on my spelling test in elementary school. I’ve always been a pretty good speller. Now as for medicine goes, I don’t consider Nyquil one of those government controlled medicines. Even if it is one. If I have a cold there is no way I can sleep without it because my mouth gets all dry and my nose is plugged up. Its just miserable. I want my mommy!! Once again, I hate being sick! I should be thankful that its only a cold since I’ve heard that mono is going around Pullman. Yikes. Better steer clear of that. I haven’t had it before, but then again I’ve never really been one to be sick before I came to Pullman. All of these close proximity places here. Its like free-for-all for germs and disease. And I do wash my hands a lot. I try to avoid sitting by people who are sick. But there is just no way to totally stay away from it unfortunately.

            I wish I could make this blog longer but my Nyquil is really kicking in and I’ll be starting to write jibberish and ramble on and on. Oh wait…I already do that anyways J

            Tomorrow’s Friday! Yay! And my mommy’s birthday! Today was my step dad’s. So a very happy birthday to him! And in about two minutes it will be my mommy’s birthday so a big Happy birthday to her too! And then in three days after that it’ll be my birthday so a happy birthday to me!

            Actually now it would be aaaaaaaaaa very merry unbirthday to me! To who? A veryyyyyyyy merry unbirthday to you! To who? Gotta love Alice in Wonderland. Used to be one of my favorites. Alright. I’m off. 

Hide and Seek: College Edition

          Okay. So I just had the best idea. We’re all in school right? Well a lot of us are. So this is like the biggest school campus we’ve ever been on so far in life most likely. I’ve been thinking about elementary and middle school stuff because people on Twitter keep hash tagging about it. Therefore I came up with a brilliant idea. This campus would be the PERFECT place to play all of those games we used to play in elementary school. Tag or freeze tag, and especially hide and seek! This would be the absolute perfect place to play hide and go seek. So many options of hiding! Just get a huge group of people and everyone nose-goes for who is it and then we all have the biggest area we could ever expect to play! And you thought it was hard playing hide and go seek without boundaries at your house. Here, obviously there would need to be some boundaries. But still, it would be fun. I was just thinking about that today. I know, its an awesome idea. You're welcome for thinking of it. 

            Also, Pullman is the windiest city I’ve experienced before, so in response to that, I’ve decided that I’m going to get a kite. I’m pretty much going to be the coolest kid here, playing hide and go seek and flying a kite. I can see it now. Watch out Riley Myklebust, I’m the next ASWSU president in the making.

Ah, elementary school. The good days. Feels like only yesterday. But not really.

            I need to find a good artist. Scratch that, a great artist. Someone who can pull my jumbled up ideas from my head and put it onto paper. Today Johnny and I were trying to figure out what we’re going to do for our tattoos. I think his idea is much further along than mine. I am not even positive where I want it. But I have to get one now because I convinced my 70 year old grandma, Spike, to get one if I got one with her. Little did she know I was planning on getting another one anyways, hehe. I know I want it to say something about my family, but I’m debating between having it on my side stomach-rib area, which I know will be unbelievably painful. Or I might have the words hang off of my current tattoo. I think I would prefer it on my side, but I have a very low pain tolerance, although I didn’t even shed a tear when I got my first tattoo. Of course I wasn’t the only one there so I couldn’t look like a baby or something. But I did cling on to that chair with unbelievable strength, I could have lifted a car. Maybe. Not quite. We’ll see what happens. I have until May to decide.

            Good thing I don’t have class until 2:50 tomorrow, it is certainly past my bedtime. Today a very good family friend passed away from cancer. It’s very sad. I still haven’t gathered the complete concept of death. It’s really hard to comprehend someone being here, and then just gone. To me it feels like they just moved to a different country and I just wont be able to see them again. Its hard to imagine them not existing. I mean who knows what happens after death, I’m not going to get started on that but I guess we’ll all figure it out at some point. I told my mom if I die before she does that she needs to let me sit for a week and then chop off my head or something, just to make sure I’m really dead. I would not want to be buried alive. I know that sounds really graphic and morbid. But really, I would rather someone chop off my head than bury me alive. I’m not taking any chances. Human existence is just completely and totally…complex. Way too difficult for my mind to wrap itself around. Now I sound like I’m high or something, questioning the meaning of life. Good gosh. Its probably time for me to get some sleep. ZZZZZzzzzz

Guilty as Charged

Well…today was interesting to say the least. Much better than yesterday. But then again just about any day is better than a day with a migraine. Maybe it’s just because it is only the first couple weeks, but my biology lab seems to be so much easier and makes so much more sense than my basic science lab ever did. It might also be that I just understand biology more. Who knows. But I do find it more enjoyable, in the scholastic sense, the people in there aren’t the same as my last lab though. And psychology and sexuality is always a treat. Today we learned about communication and how it’s the key to healthy relationships and good sex. Go communication!

Today I was trying to think about what I wanted to write about and I got an idea from someone to write about my top ten guilty pleasures. We all have them, so I suppose that I’ll put mine out in the open for everyone to see.

Number one: Pinning everything I see on Pinterest. You could say I’m obsessed. But not nearly as much as I used to be. At the very beginning of the school year, my roommates friend showed me Pinterest and I could not get enough of it. I was on it all the time. I still love it, but now everyone loves it so its not as exciting, still amazing though.

Number two: Twilight-the movies and the books. Ever since I saw the first movie when it first came out, I read all of the books in like three days, lost a lot of sleep. And still to this day I get obsessed when I read them. Now I’m just dying for the final movie to come out. However, I have found a new book series that has grabbed my attention much more than Twilight ever has, can you believe it? I can’t. But I love the Hunger Games now. It may eventually replace Twilight on this list once I finish the series and watch the movie!

Number three: Chocolate ice cream. Or chocolate milk. Not anything chocolate because I actually do not like a lot of chocolate things. But give me a bowl of chocolate ice cream or a glass of chocolate milk and I’m one happy camper. People have told me its stupid to get chocolate ice cream when you go out to get some, but its so classic and yummy and I love it.

Number four: sappy love movies. The Notebook, P.S. I love you, a Walk to Remember, Titanic, you name it, I probably love it. Still dying to see the Vow, but its less than three weeks away now so that’s okay. I can always go for a good romantic movie though.

Number five: Listening to a guy with an accent talk. Ohhh my. Like my extremely handsome public speaking professor with the Welsh accent. Yeah, I could sit in that class all day long. There’s just something about a guy with a sexy accent. Although I don’t know if I could ever marry one because I would never listen to what he says on account of that I would just be focusing on the way he says each word rather than the actual words he was saying. Still, I love to hear it.

Number six: Sleeping in way too late. If given the chance, I could lay in bed and sleep off and on all day long. I wish I could do it every single day. No, actually one day every once in a blue moon is perfect. If I do it too often it just makes me feel grumpy and restless and its not as rewarding. I do love to sleep though. But I am trying to wean myself off naps. I haven’t had one for awhile, I don’t think. I don’t know, I lose track of the days but I don’t think I have.

Number seven: Watching a little J-Shore. Now I’m not an every week-follower. But every once in awhile its mildly entertaining to watch some drunk, crazy people get in fights. My old MTV obsession was Laguna Beach, but then they stopped that and turned it into The Hills where it got really stupid and completely lost my interest. But sometimes when I’m bored, and I find that Jersey Shore is on, I’ll tune in and see what that crazy crew is up to.

Number eight: Spending ALL of my money on books. Love love LOVE it! I could spend hours upon hours in a book store, as I’m sure I have mentioned in previous blogs. But really, it is my die hard interest. I really think I should be majoring in English versus psychology with all this writing and reading and what not. But psychology is just too interesting. We’ll see where that goes. But my latest obsession is almost over with, The Hunger Games. I have like less than half of the last book left and I really don’t want it to be over. Looks like I’m going to have to find some new books to read. Any ideas? Hit me up if you do have any.

Number nine: FACEBOOK. Yes, I know a lot of people that share this guilty pleasure. But really it is the most entertaining thing for when you’re bored and looking for something that doesn’t require much attention but passes the time. Looking at pictures, liking people’s comments, calling that one girl a horrible name for ever wearing something that disgusting. The possibilities are endless. Except. And yes there is an exception. I know my roommate and I have experienced this unfortunate feeling, but occasionally, and it appears to be happening more and more frequently: Facebook just gets boring! Believe it or not, even the thing you use to pass the boring time may end up be boring so watch out.

And finally, number ten: This blog! I love writing. I don’t care if not a single person is reading this. I love just putting my thoughts into words. It’s a way to release some type of built up energy that is inside of me needing to be let free. I feel like it clears some space in my head, and many people may know that I need more of that because my memory is just awful. And one day, when I’m older, I can look back at this and just have memories of my day to day life, for however long I decide to keep this going for.

Well, that’s it. A little more about me. Always love to talk about myself…

Kidding. 

Looking Forward

            So today was rough. I really wish they had a pill to take to make migraines go away forever. If anyone has ever had one, they know, it is one of the most painful things ever. And you literally can’t do anything about it. And now I’m going through the “migraine hangover” stage. Bleh. But I’ll be better soon enough.

            I really hate having to read for class because its like, you can go without reading and they wont know, but it’ll kill you on the tests if you don’t read. You kinda just have to force yourself to read. And when I have the third book of the Hunger Games to read now, why would I be reading for school? It’s a tough debate I’m having with myself.

            My birthday is a week from tomorrow! A Tuesday is kind of lame for a birthday but its better than a Monday at least. Then that’ll be my excitement for awhile. Well, there’s always Valentines Day but that holiday should go die. I don’t even understand the point of it. Whoever this Saint Valentine guy is really screwed everyone over who ends up being left alone on Valentine’s day. Oh well. That week the movie The Vow comes out which I am dying to see and even if that means going to the theatre by myself, I’m definitely going to be seeing it. THEN it’ll be boring for awhile until spring break. P.S. Literally just watched the preview for The Vow, gave me chills. And will occasionally make my eyes water. I’m easily moved by things like that. Although I don’t think I’ve ever cried more in a movie than in the movie Marley & Me. Love love LOVE that movie. It’s the best.

            So I remembered something that I forgot to add to my bucket list which I was actually thinking about prior to New Years after I watched the movie, New Years Eve, which was cheesy but good. Anyways, I remembered something I wanted to add to my bucket list and that is that one year, I wanna be in New York to watch the ball drop on New Years. Just one of those things I would like to see.

            To conclude, the things I have to look forward to: My birthday, Valentines Day (aka seeing The Vow), The Hunger Games movie, spring break, summer, moving into our new place, school again, and eventually the final Twilight Saga movie, Breaking Dawn Part 2 will come out. Maybe they aren’t that exciting of things to look forward to since most of them are just seeing movies, they are important to me and I’m excited for all of them. 

Eight Days!

            So I am kind of upset with the National Football League. Not because of the teams that will be playing in the Superbowl, I could care less because to be honest, I don’t know enough about any of the teams to really care who to root for. Of course I love my Cowboys but that’s not because of the team or who is on them. My uncle has always liked them so I guess that rubbed off on me. That and the love of WSU, which is probably why I ended up here. But no, I’m not concerned with who is playing in the Superbowl. I am upset by this week off that they get now, and have for a couple years now, I actually don’t know how long it’s been. But prior to this week break, if my birthday fell on a Sunday then my birthday would be on the Superbowl. Now you may think, well Sydney then the day wont be as special for me because everyone will be focused on the Superbowl. But I would like having it on the Superbowl! It’s not like it would be every year. Plus I was born on the Superbowl, when the Cowboys beat the Bills, another reason I love the Cowboys. Too bad I wasn’t a boy, my mom could have named me Dallas. No, I’m glad I’m not a boy. Even though my psychology and sexuality class claims that there is such thing as penis-envy for girls. I don’t know what they’re talking about, I never went through that phase.

            My birthday will never fall on the Superbowl again, unless they changed things, but I guess I’ll live. The moral of this rambling is that my birthday is in like 8 days and I’m getting more and more excited for it. I don’t know why. I’m probably not going to do anything special. Except I’m ticked because one of my roommates wont be here to celebrate with me so I’m kind of upset about that. But I guess he’s in Thailand sitting on a beach soaking up the sun so I cant really blame him. Good for him. He should have taken me as a birthday present. Its only like a grand more to add me to the flight. Would have been nice of him but I’m not complaining or anything…

            On the other hand, both of my parents’ birthdays are this week, so I need to get on that whole present-getting thing asap. Too bad I had to spend like all of my damn money on that damn apartment, sorry, home. But I am looking forward to it. Except I walked up the hill that I’m gonna have to walk up every day and man that is going to suck. But I am going to be in great shape! Well, back to homework I suppose… Just kidding. Who does homework these days? Not I. That’s a lie. I would fail school if I didn’t do my hw. So before I risk that, I’m gonna go do it now. 

Take Number...1000?

            Is it really sad that this morning when I couldn’t find my phone and thought I lost it, I was about to start crying? I mean I’m not that attached to it, but maybe I am… Well, at least I don’t think I’m the only one attached to my phone at the hip. It’s not even that I’m always texting or playing games, I just like to have it with me. Okay okay, I’m addicted, I can’t live without my phone. And if I hadn’t found it on the floor under my bed, I probably would be crying right now. I’m a little embarrassed admitting this but oh well.

            Sundays really suck. You can’t enjoy them really because you always have this thing in the back of your mind saying, “did you do all of your homework Sydney? You know you have school tomorrow”. It blows. But I actually did the bulk of my hw yesterday thankfully.

            Except: So I had to do this online speech yesterday. Oh my gosh, thank goodness my roommate wasn’t there because she’d think I was a freak. Every time I said “um” I’d throw something and turn off the camera. It really is hard to not say “um” when you don’t really know what you’re talking about. Although it was a little better in the sense that I didn’t start shaking and my face didn’t turn the color of a tomato. But it was ridiculous. I think I recorded it like 20 times. And of those times I only got like 10 seconds into the video and I said “um” or said the wrong thing. Good thing they let you delete the videos you don’t like because that would be so terrible if everyone in my class, especially my hot teacher with a sexy Welsh accent, could see all of those takes. But I eventually got it down, only to find out I think I did the video wrong! I couldn’t figure out how to get video going and to have my powerpoint presentation going to. Its just annoying. I would ALMOST rather just do the speeches live. But obviously not enough to actually want to do them live because that would probably be more embarrassing. I need to work on my fear of public speaking. I don’t think I’ll ever get over it though.

            I hate it when I was having a really good dream and I cant remember it anymore. Sometimes I can remember little parts of my dreams but only parts that sound stupid when I say them aloud. Dreams are freaking weird. But I’ll get into that topic at a later time.

            Time to go enjoy my Sunday.

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            My friend, Ymanni found a flyer that said Year Round Skinny Dipping and gave that phone number so I called it and said “Hello, I’m inquiring about your year-round skinny dipping” so the lady, who sounded like she was at least 50 or 60, and she gave me all the information I could want. So if any of you want to go visit call them up! I’m kinda curious myself but I don’t know if I could ever get myself to actually go do something like that. Being naked around random people. I mean we all have the same parts, its just now unnatural for us to see each other’s. I mean I’ve heard about those naked marathons that they have, and I think it would be so fun to do that but I just don’t know if I could! But I’ll think about it.

            So, I gave my speech on my partner today. It only took me a little over a minute, in my three minute speech for my voice and hands to stop shaking. But I don’t think my face was as red as I thought it was. I think I got the timing right though. So that’s good. Now I have to get ready to go out tonight. When truly I just want to sit on my bed and watch movies all night. I mean of course it’ll be fun going out with my friends, I’m just lazy. And I don’t want to have to figure out what to wear in this slushy wintry weather. Bleh. PLUS, I need to finish reading my books, when am I ever going to get that done? There is not enough time on the weekends. And this was even only a three day week!

            Well hopefully something exciting will happen tonight that I can talk about tomorrow!

            Remember, sunmeadow.org! Try it out! I know I will! Maybe. 

I Work Out

            First things first: way to go Cougs!

            Today, since I didn’t fall asleep till after 4 in the morning, I didn’t wake up till 12:30, which is going to ruin my schedule for tomorrow, being that I have to be up by 7. Plus, I have to give my speech on my partner. I’m completely dreading it. I’m terrible at speaking in public. Not to mention my professor is so very handsome. I guess I’ll just try not to look at him when I am giving my speech. So that is what I spent the majority of my waking day doing.

            And I went with Johnny and some other people to the WSU basketball game. We were playing Stanford which I believe they are number one in our conference and I think we are like number 11. Totally beat them. It was such a great feeling. I forgot what its like to cheer for a team that’s winning. Coming from Ferris, we were so good in all of our boys sports, then going to WSU who are not so good at all of our sports, it was a tough transition. But still, I love it here. Its so much fun to live in a college town. I mean there is like nothing around us, so everyone comes to the games. It would be nice if we won more games but still, its fun.

            It was miserable walking to the game because it was just icy and slushy and my shoes got soaked. But when we went to the gym afterwards it wasn’t as slushy, but more icy. Something is wrong with my knees. I think I have tendonitis. I used to have tendonitis in my right arm when I was a Flathead Varsity pole-vaulter! Haha what a joke. My coach was crazy. I mean it was fun pole-vaulting at first. Then my coach said, “Sydney, today you’re going to bend your pole” Say whaat? Hell no I ain’t bending my pole. Now mind you this was after our first bending practice when I watched the more experienced pole-vaulters bend theirs and one guy flew off to the side and the other one missed the box. So no, I was not about to bend my pole. But I ended up bending it a few times but then I started getting pains in my right elbow, probably since I was running from a two hour track practice to a two hour volleyball practice with a 20 minute break in between when I iced my shin splints.

            Now I’m making this sound miserable, but I actually loved it. I was so busy, but I was in the best shape ever and doing the two sports I loved. Even though I hated the fact that I had to run with the sprinters because I am not a sprinter. I did high jump, long jump, and pole vault. There was no need for me to run with the sprinters. That’s definitely what gave me shin splints. But I loved track and I loved club volleyball.

            So anyways, I gotta figure out what to do to relieve the pain in my knees. I need to ice them or something. But I can’t stop working out now, since I’ve actually been consistently doing it again. That’s what I miss about being on a team sport, you were forced to work out whether you like it or not. Now I have to force myself.

            Still have a book and a half to read in my series, The Hunger Games. I honestly don’t know how I’ve gone two whole days without reading it. Looks like I know what I’m doing this weekend!

            TGIF tomorrow. Phew. Even though it was only a three day week. Still seemed long. Next week will feel longer… 

Another Day Another...Wait What?

            Once again I find myself writing my blog at 3:30 in the morning. This whole college thing has really thrown my sleep schedule off a notch or two. But as long as I’m in good company. Although, half the time I stay up till 3, its because I’m in my room alone reading a good book! I can’t help it though. Reading books really runs in my family. And I was not excluded of this hobby.

            So WSU gets a snow day tomorrow…or today actually, huh? That’s some crazy weather out there. I was actually just walking outside, it was misting, the entire surface of the ground everywhere is frozen. And up until this plow thing came through the campus, it was a nice peaceful walk. The WSU campus sure is pretty. Especially blanketed with snow. It may be in the middle of nowhere, but its big and beautiful.

            I have to give this speech on Friday for my public speaking class. We have to give a speech about a partner that was chosen for us. So you’re expected to get information about the other person, and they get information about you, and then somehow we are supposed to create a metaphor to represent that person. Susie is like an apple, because sometimes she’s green with envy, but other times she is easily embarrassed and turns bright red. Now my partner’s name is not Susie, and neither of these characteristics fit her. It would be nice if they did though. I honestly don’t know how I am supposed to find a metaphor to represent this girl, Lacey is her name, and make a great speech about it. I don’t even know if I could come up with a metaphor about one of my friends. Its hard to make it real, but also make it into a really good speech. I have all the info about her that I could need. I just don’t know how to represent it metaphorically. So that’s my plan for tomorrow. I’m really going to try to avoid my books, I don’t have time to spend on them unfortunately! I guess I can survive one day without reading. I actually haven’t been reading that much in the past day or so. I think I just got frustrated with what is going on in my book that I don’t know how to deal with it. It’s kind of odd to get so caught up in a story. But it happens to me all the time. Pretty much every book I choose to read.

            So homework most of the day tomorrow, then chances are high that we will still have class on Friday, but hey, it’ll be Friday already at least! A three day week isn’t nearly anything to complain about. Except the fact that it’s going to make next week seem unbearably long. Oh well! Another day another dollar. Or I think that's how the saying goes, and I know it doesn't fit here, but it just seemed like something that I wanted to use! 

           Until next time...adios!

Snow! Blowing Snow.

           I love how giddy everyone gets after a first big snow. It’s also fun to see people who don’t get to see snow as often playing in it. It really brings out the little kid in everyone. Me, however, I do like the snow, but this whole blizzardy, wind-blowing crazy, along with snow-thing Pullman has going on is NOT okay with me. I also found it was weird that Spokane still didn’t have snow yet. I don’t know if they do now, but usually Spokane gets snow before Pullman does. Just an observation. Now I don’t want to jinx myself or anything, but I have yet to get attacked by a snowball of any kind, and though I have slipped a little bit, I haven’t quite taken the full-on spill yet. I’m crossing my fingers that I’ll get lucky this year, but somehow I don’t think that I’m going to be that lucky.

            In bigger, BIGGER news: my birthday is in 13 days. Thirteen, as in my favorite number, and my birthday as in one of my favorite days of the year. It’s not about the presents, it’s not about turning another year older, well not this year anyways, its just fun to have something to celebrate, and even more fun when it’s yourself you get to celebrate! I’m not conceited or anything, it’s just a fun day to celebrate. You can make people be nice to you and order them around and have them wait on you hand and foot…oh wait, no you can’t, and I wouldn’t, but the idea is nice isn’t it? The only thing that sucks more than anything is when you have someone who shares your birthday and hogs the limelight and rains on your parade and just ruins your freaking day! So Justin Timberlake…you’re gonna have to go, buddy. Sorry, but this is MY day we’re talking about. Stupid celebrities. They think they can just have everything don’t they? In case you can’t tell, I’m kidding. I love JT. But he does share my birthday. Luckily I don’t think we’re having our parties in the same vicinity this year so I don’t think it’ll be a problem, unlike last year. Oh man, we almost had a full on girl fight right there on the stage practically shoving Beyonce off into the crowd. Shit got crazy. Oh wait, that didn’t happen either. But it totally could have. Anyways, I get to receive a bunch of “Happy Birthday!” posts from people I haven’t talked to in forever, or perhaps people I’ve never talked to on Facebook. So thank you to all of you. Whoa, I am getting way ahead of myself. Still 13 days, Sydney, calm down.

            OH MY GOSH. I forgot to put this in my last blog post, so the other day, however many days ago we signed our lease, feels like forever ago now, the lady at the highland place told me, and I swear she was telling me specifically as if she knew of my plot all along, that I can’t have a kitten or an animal of any sort in our house next year! What the heck! A five HUNDRED dollar fine if I’m caught with an animal. And I just can’t afford that every month or however often she comes to check the place out. I really wish I could. Absolutely depressing. That was what I was looking forward to most about next year! I’m kidding again, because I already love my roomies, but I really did want a kitten and now I’m heart broken. So if anyone living in Pullman next year is allowed to own a kitten and wants to let me store my future kitten there, let me know!

            Until then, I’ll be kitten-less. L Well I do have a cat at home, but he’s not like just mine. He’s the family fat cat. I want my own kitten. But I suppose it’ll have to wait. And unfortunately when I end up do getting my own house where I can have a kitten, I’ll most likely get a puppy first, so its probably going to be awhile. I suppose I have forever to get one. I just had my hopes too high. But that’s okay, I’m still very excited to live in an animal-free house with my amazing roommates!

            Well, its about that time of night to turn in, and read my book. Buh-Bye. 

There Goes My Life

            First things first: if you’re going to have something with writing on it that says “tear here”, please oh please make it actually tear-able. I know it doesn’t take too much energy to get up and go get a pair of scissors, but I would just rather not.

            This has been the longest day that I have had in awhile. I went to breakfast…around 1:30, so I guess we could just call it brunch, with my roomies. Afterwards we were hurrying our way around town to get to our showing of our apartment, I’m sorry, Johnny doesn’t like me to call it our apartment, our home. The boys liked the “home” too, so now that we were all in agreement, we went over to sign the lease for it. Johnny and Will think that it’s unfair that Rachel and I get the biggest rooms, but obviously since we’re girls we get the biggest closets. But that really doesn’t work in this situation because these boys have just as many clothes and shoes, if not more, than Rachel and I. Oh well, we’re the girls.

            It was complete chaos trying to get all of our stuff together before the lease signing. Since neither Johnny, Will, or I have checkbooks yet, we had to go the ATM to get cash, $645 dollars. And in case you didn’t already know this, ATM’s will only give you a maximum of $500. We all figured that out the hard way. Then, Johnny left his co-sign agreement in Haley’s car. Another set back. But eventually we got it all together. When we sat down at the table with the lady who was explaining the lease, I for some reason felt like I was in the principals office for misbehaving or something. Needless to say, I was scared and anxious for leasing my first apartment. I felt like, as the saying goes, that I was signing my life away. And I probably did. Now we are just all concerned in getting jobs, because rent ain’t cheap people, no it is not.

            But on the bright side, the place is ours now! Well, it will be in just four and a half short months. It really is crazy how fast time goes by. I like that I’m writing this though, so in a year, or ten years from now I can come back and look at all the things I did, or should have done!

            Look at all that snow out there. West-siders, now you’re starting to get a glimpse at what its like over here. I heard we’re supposed to expect 2 to 4 feet. Which can only mean one thing: SLEDDING! Okay I guess it could mean a few other things too, like for instance slipping, falling, getting snowballs thrown at your face, hair freezing after going in the pool at the gym and then walking home. That happened to me tonight. I had to relieve some stress and anxiety from the day so I went with Johnny and Rachel to the rec center. It was actually very nice just to work out and not have to think about stressful things. And then we decided to take a dip in the hot tub, which turned into us playing volleyball in the water court they have. I was perfectly fine, but because I was a volleyball player, I obviously cant just let the ball hit the water, so I dove. And that’s how my hair got wet. So then on the walk home it may have frozen a little bit, totally worth it though.

            I’m not really looking forward going to my biology lab at 8 in the morning tomorrow. Hopefully I’ll meet some wonderful people in my lab though. Although it really is hard to top my lab from last semester. We were pretty much like this…… And if you could see me now you would see my fingers crossed together. I’ll definitely miss being in that lab, but on the bright side, I have quite a few of them in my GenEd class, so I’m sure I’ll survive.

            So now I’m debating whether to go lay in bed and watch the Pretty Little Liars episode I missed online, or read some more of my book. The show will only last like 45 minutes, but if I start reading my book, I could be up until who knows when. But I would much prefer to read, so that’s probably what I’ll end up doing. Considering that I have to be up by at least 7, I should probably try to limit myself a little bit. Its an addiction that is hard to break though.

            Wish me luck! 

In the AM

I love being friends with guys. Because for one, there is almost no drama. And two, because the things that they ask about girls are the funniest thing ever. Like how do you get a girl’s attention, or how does the whole period thing work? It just cracks me up how little we really know about the opposite sex. I mean I ask guys similar questions. Its quite humorous to hear their responses. Now I don’t like being that type of person around a guy I like obviously. It’s different. And I think girls definitely know how the “friend zone” works better than guys. We know that if you want to not be in the friend zone, you make friends, and then make a move. But I don’t think all guys know that. And they should. So to all the guys out there, here’s the secret. We want you to be our friend. That’s one of our favorite traits in guys. And I’m talking boyfriend material, not just like a hook up because obviously then it wouldn’t matter whether or not you get along with their personality. But if you are trying to date a girl, you wanna first become friends with her. But you cant just keep the friend thing going. And definitely not for too long because otherwise you’ll immediately be in the friend zone and there is almost no way out of that, unfortunately. So let her know you’re personality, become friends, but make some sort of move so she’ll know that you’re interested in more than friends. If she doesn’t respond in a same manner back, then she must not like you in that way and then you’re screwed and just stuck in the friend zone anyways.

I just had to get that out of my system because I just had some funny conversations with some funny guys and it made me think about this particular subject.

Even though its 3:30 am, I am going to consider this my blog for Sunday because I just didn’t have enough time to write this today. Actually, I had plenty of time, but I was reading, and then I went to hang out with my best friend, and then Rachel and I went back out again to have fun and what not, and I just got back to my room so I’m counting this as my Sunday post.

            The snow has really been coming down. I was wondering if it was ever going to come and stay, because it is really unlike this area to not have very much snow for so long. I mean it only snowed like once maybe in December. No actually, I don’t even know if it snowed in December at all. Regardless, that is unusual. I’m used to having feet and feet of snow. But I was quite enjoying its absence. Oh well. It looks pretty at least. Especially on this wonderful WSU campus. It looks gorgeous covered in snow. Even though it’s a slippery danger when there is snow and ice on it, considering that it is mostly hills and stairs around here. I still love the look of it.

            Well it really is far too late/early right now and no one should be awake at this hour, unless they live in a different country, then that would make more sense. And I am pretty sure that I am talking just a bunch of nonsense. I promise my next post will be more interesting. I just had to write something, because I have to have something everyday. At least I gave guys some advice for girls. Bottom line is guys, you’ll never understand girls because we hardly understand ourselves.

Goodnight all. 

We Went Out Last Night

            Friday the 13^th did not live up to the anticipation I had for it. I didn’t even see a sign of a black cat within miles. What the heck is up with that? The day didn’t appear to be unlucky either. Other than the fact that I was tired from staying up till 2:30 in the morning because someone doesn’t know how to make Easy Mac. I’m still holding a grudge. And probably will for awhile. However, I didn’t get my nap in either. Yet somehow I managed to stay awake till almost 3 in the morning.

            A few friends came to party down in p-town last night from Spokane. So needless to say, it was a fun girls night out. It started out with a frenzy of what to wear. That’s almost always an issue for us girls. There are just some days when you feel like nothing looks right on. Stupid hormones. I blame everything on them.

            But after getting ready in clothes that should not be worn in what is supposed to be mid winter in Pullman, Washington, especially with the fact that it is currently snowing and sticking right now, we made our way out. At least the snow waited 24 hours. So we all power-walked and huddled our way to the infamous Greek Row. And the rest is history.

            I actually wouldn’t call last night something our future grandchildren are going to read about in history books. But maybe it is, who knows.

            We frat hopped, but realizing that it wasn’t as fun as expected, we ended our trek at a couple of our friends’ frat. I think my favorite thing about the whole night was that I got to write all over myself with marker that shone in the black lights and the shirt I was wearing was see-through mesh with a pink sports bra that glowed, oh I was having a blast. I noticed a touch of the marker still on me this morning when I woke up at…6:30, but I think my shower got it off of me but its hard to tell in normal light! I think all of us definitely had a blast last night dancing up on the platforms and dancing with each other and seeing everyone. We made some new friends and froze a little on the way back. We also scarffed down a couple pizzas when we got back. The reason I woke up at 6:30 is because that’s when some of the girls were going back. I don’t remember the other girls leaving but they left even earlier than that.

            All in all, it was a fantastic night.

            In other words, I realized how much of a cave I trapped myself in today when I realized, or didn’t realize that it had been snowing for quite some time, based on the amount of snow on the ground. And just earlier I had been laughing at people on Facebook posting about snowstorms, thinking how nice it was with no snow here. Silly me. I just got so caught up in the new book series I started a few days ago, The Hunger Games. Wonderful book. I’m almost done with the first one. I never thought I’d find a series I like as much as the Twilight series, but it is so intriguing. It’s so hard to put the book down. I’ve been reading a lot lately, and I have read a lot of very good books, but I definitely recommend this one. Plus, it’s making me extremely excited for the movie to come out, not only because I’m completely hooked on the book now, but because I know there is at least one, but maybe two super sexy guys in the movie. And if you’ve read the book you could see other things in it that you want to see how the visuals turn out.

            To anyone who is reading this, minus maybe one person in particular, I am asking a big favor. Next year I’ll be living with some awesome roommates and I already love them all, but Johnny and Will are already threatening and planning evil pranks to play on Rachel and I, from putting a bunch of mouse traps around our beds, to even worse things. So if anyone reading this has any brilliant prank ideas that just need to be shared, feel free to spread the wealth! That’s all for now folks. 

Friday the 13th Number One

            There will be three Friday the 13ths in the year of 2012, I know this because I always check my calendar at the beginning of the year to see! Friday the 13^th is my most favorite day ever. Partly, because 13 is my favorite number and always has been, and partly because I love the feeling of superstitions and creepiness, I guess you could call it. Which is also why I love Halloween. Personally, I think Halloween should fall on the 13^th versus the 31^st, but that’s just my own opinion. In light of this day, I decided to look up where these superstitions came from for Friday the 13^th. We all know about the movies with Jason and his creepy mask killing people, and I do love those movies along with all other horror movies. You could say that I’m a horror movie-freak. I give credit of that to my long-ago babysitters who got me into watching the movie It, about a killer clown. That movie still freaks me out. But generally I’m okay watching horror movies, so long as I am not alone, and even when I am alone I occasionally choose to watch scary movies to scare myself half to death.

            These origins of Friday the 13^th  have been said to have started by 13 initially being an unlucky number. And by the way I am getting my information from an article written by Craig Huckerby. Thirteen had been considered an unlucky number because it was thought that 12 was the general end of a sequence of numbers, which is odd because it seems to me that it should be 10, but that’s because I’m a little OCD and like things to land on either 10’s or 5’s. Anyways, so “12 is considered a number of completeness” of numbers like there are 12 months in a year or 12 hours on a clock. And apparently Friday is considered to be an unlucky day, which we also wouldn’t think that today since everybody loves a Friday! Its Mondays that should be unlucky, right? And black cats became associated with Friday the 13^th, or mostly just unlucky and evil, because back when there were witch trials, it was thought that witches could turn themselves into black cats, so therefore black cats are the most uncommonly acquired colored cat. Hey, my cat is black! With a little bit of white. And according to Huckerby, “The fear of Friday the 13^th is called friggatriskaidekaphobia (Frigga being the name of the Norse goddess for whom “Friday” is named and triskaidekaphobia meaning fear of the number thirteen)." They truly have a weird, long, impossible-to-pronounce name for every phobia. It’s unbelievable.

            Another thing I just read from urbanlegends.about.com is that the three Friday the 13ths we have in 2012 are all 13 weeks apart. Coincidence? I think not. I also think that its awesome that some hotels don’t have a thirteenth floor. Even though I would be saddened if I went to one because I would want to stay on it.

            It really is crazy how superstitious people can be. Personally, I probably wouldn’t walk under a ladder, but more for the fact that it would be more inconvenient than just walking around it. If I broke a mirror, I would be more concerned about picking all of the pieces up. If a black cat crossed my path I would probably be thinking how cute he was and wondering if he was nice enough to let me pet him. Some people won’t even leave their houses on a Friday the 13^th. Although in some places it was recorded that there were more hospitalizations on Friday the 13^th versus other Fridays. If it is so unlucky, why isn’t the world ending on a Friday, December 13^th of another year instead of the 21^st of this year? I’d like to get into the idea of the world ending this year, but that is a topic for another time because I don’t want to fill another couple pages with words about my opinion on the end of the world.

            Basically, I love the number 13. It’s not my lucky number because I don’t have one of those. I feel like if I chose a lucky number, then I would think about it too much and it would end up being my unlucky number. Thirteen is merely my favorite number. And because 7 is my other favorite number, I already told my mom to book her calendar for Friday the 13^th of July of 2018 for my wedding date. You know, because its 7 and 13 on my favorite day of Friday the 13^th. That is actually occurring this year too, but I don’t think I’m quite ready to get married yet. And that probably won’t actually happen, but who knows.

            In other words, some moron burned Easy Mac last night at like one in the morning. I was literally at that point of falling from sleepy into a deep sleep and I am awaken by the most alarming sound…the fire alarm. So in all my glory: short, yellow, polka dot boxers, hair still wet from my shower, my retainers still in my mouth, and a very sleepy-angry look on my face, I had to go outside in flip flops and freeze my ass off for what seemed like an hour, even though it wasn’t that long. Seriously? Who honestly doesn’t know that you’re supposed to put WATER in the Easy Mac? We’re in college here people. We should all at least know how to cook Top Ramen and Easy Mac in the microwave. No offense to whoever did that, but you are an idiot. And I may just be a little grouchy since I didn’t get to sleep till 2 something and have my only 8 o’clock class of the week this morning. All I can say is asshole. Ruined my day. But it was made better by my first class professor who is on his way to becoming a doctor with the most heart-melting Welsh accent. I could listen to him all day. Not to mention he’s very attractive as well. I’ve never had a teacher of any kind that I was attracted to before now. And I must say, I think I’m going to like my public speaking class. J

Let's Talk About Sex, Baby

           I started taking this class called Psychology and Sexuality or referred to as Dirty 230. Probably one of my more interesting classes. Today our teacher asked us to give her examples of slang terms for the word “sex”. Oh boy, the things you should have, or probably shouldn’t have, heard. Names I’ve definitely never heard. It’s actually nice to talk and hear about things so openly.

            We also talked about how the in the U.S. there are more sexual images, sexual references, and anything sexual shown to us than any other country, yet if we bring the conversation up with a parent or any other adult the topic becomes taboo and uncomfortable. Why is that? I’m not saying that I feel completely comfortable openly talking about sexual things with my parents. It just seems odd to me because everyone knows about it, everyone thinks about it, yet we can’t talk about it with certain people. You would just think that a society that has so many things that are sexual would feel more comfortable actually talking about these things. But not everyone is liberal about that type of thing and they may never be.
             People need to be open about sex! It'd be better in every way. People would know more before deciding whether or not they were ready to do it, so perhaps unexpected pregnancies would not happen as much. If we talked about it more, people would be more aware of other consequences of sex. And if we were more open about it, why not give each other tips on what can make it better! Good in every way. Now I know my mom reads my blog so she might be gasping right now, but c'mon, we need to be open about this! We're all adults here. Sort of. I'm not saying people should be more open about by going and having sex with a bunch of people or just have sex when they aren't ready, because that's irresponsible. It would just be more productive for everyone if we were all more comfortable talking about sex. Its not a taboo people, everyone does it. Get over it. SEX SEX SEX! PENIS PENIS PENIS! VAGINA VAGINA VAGINA! Yell it out. Play the penis game. Whatever it takes to get you all to feel comfortable about it. If you don't want to have sex before marriage, then don't. Don't let other people influence you. Its obviously better to not have sex too young, but I believe it is up to each individual person to make that decision for themselves. I'll leave it at that. But if I learn interesting things in my class I may bring them up in future blogs so just prepare yourself.

            Anyone interested in learning more about sexology, sex, sexuality, and all that goes with it, I recommend taking that class. Or anyone who just finds it humorous when an adult says the word “penis” or “vagina” or “fucking’ in terms of having sex as my teacher said today, would definitely find that class interesting and entertaining.

            Also, in reference to school, I think that school textbooks shouldn’t cost so damn much. I mean we’re already paying 20 some thousand dollars for school, can’t we get books in there somewhere? It is truly ridiculous. Or, at the very least, don’t change the edition of the book every freaking year so that you can’t even get buy backs on them. Good gosh. Just a thought. 

Frozen Nights Lead to Sleepy Days

            Oh the things college students will do. For instance, staying outside in 20 degree weather from 8 pm to 8 am with only blankets for warmth. That’s what I had to endure last night. And when I say endure, I really am just referring to the temperature because everything else was fun. My future roommates and I all cuddled for warmth last night as we sat in downtown Pullman waiting to hopefully get the apartment that we wanted for next year.

            At first the cold wasn’t so bad. Maybe that was because Rachel and I were running around from the gas station, back to the dorm, and a quick trip to McDonalds for some hot cocoa, in the warmth of the car while Johnny and Will sat outside with our blankets on them. We also ran to Baskin Robbins for one dollar scoops. I didn’t get any of that ice cream because I knew it would only make me freeze more. I don’t know what is wrong with my roommates, but they are crazy. Rachel and I also made a stop at Thomas Hammer so she could get wifi on her laptop and so I could use the restroom. So, at that point in the night it didn’t feel so cold out. However, that only took us till about 10:30 or 11, if that. Then, Rachel and I sat and watched Zack and Miri Make a Porno, classic, while Johnny and Will went to Wal-Mart and back to McDonalds to get us more hot cocoa.

            Eventually, Rachel, Johnny, and I decided we wanted to go on a walk so we let Will have all the blankets while we took our adventure. Earlier, before Rachel and I went to get hot cocoa, we stopped by the apartment that we wanted and asked the people that lived there if we could have a tour. We felt bad asking but he said we weren’t the first to come. Rachel and I loved it. So when we went with Johnny on our adventure we walked there. It was a long walk through downtown and Greek row, but it was warmer to be moving. After reeking havoc on our way back, Rachel and I decided we would take the first shift outside while Johnny and Will slept in the car. So much for our sleeping. Rachel and I spooned but it didn’t help. Neither of us could sleep and for the last half hour we sat up staring at her phone waiting for it to be time to switch. Both of our toes were completely frozen and we were in pain so when the clock hit 3:40 we ran to the car and woke up and kicked out the boys. At that point my bladder was about to explode from all the hot chocolate and all the places around us were closed, so we drove back to the dorm, got some more socks and blankets, used the restroom, and came back and slept in the car for awhile. When we went out to trade again, a very angry Johnny told us to leave him alone so we stole a blanket, got back in the car, turned on the heat and tried to sleep for awhile. We hardly got any sleep but Johnny woke us up at 6:20 so Rachel could drive Johnny and I back to the dorms to get ready for class. I honestly don’t think I could have handled another minute outside. I know I’m a baby but I don’t care. It was 20 degrees out!!

            I was happy to receive a text from Rachel saying that we got the apartment we wanted so it was all worth it in the end! But I must say I don’t think I’ll ever be doing that again. Last year’s Freezin’ for a Reason at Ferris was nothing compared to this, except that we had to do that for 3 days, but at least we had sleeping bags, tents, mattresses, and oh yeah, a fire.

            I am so, so excited to move in at the end of summer with my new roommates. We are going to have so much fun. Even though Johnny thinks he’s going to be pranking Rachel and I all the time. Not gonna happen. And if it does, we’re gonna do it back. And then I can get my new kitten! I don’t think we’re supposed to have pets there, but I’m going to get it anyways. I just can’t wait! We’re going to be the best roommates ever.

            And since I got just about zero sleep last night, I’ll probably end up napping today, sleeping in tomorrow and ruining my sleep schedule again. Oh well. 

Be Kind.

I saw THE most disturbing video ever last night. Honestly, if I hadn’t been watching it in Johnny’s room, I probably would have cried. I don’t understand people these days. Actually there are just certain people I don’t understand. Yesterday I was at the gym and I left my debit card/cougar card somewhere there so I had to run back to get it. Luckily someone was nice enough to give it to the front desk. And then as I was walking back to Rachel’s dorm, I was thinking, okay, there are good people out there. Not everyone is evil. And then I thought, alright, I don’t think that there are truly evil people out there. No one is solely evil. Everyone has to have something good about them. People that steal, steal because they are desperate and need things. People that hurt other people, probably aren’t mentally stable, or maybe that person hurt them. There’s got to be good in everyone. Somewhere, maybe deep, deep inside.

And then I saw this video. I cannot get the image out of my head. It really made me lose my faith in humanity. Maybe I’m just a really sensitive person. But I don’t know how anyone…ANYONE could ever to that. Okay, I’m dragging out what this video is about, maybe for anticipation. But I really think its just because its hard to say what even happened. And I thought about giving a link to the video so people could see what a horrible thing it really is, but I don’t want people to be left with that image that will truly haunt me forever.

As anyone who is reading this probably knows since I don’t know why people who don’t know me well would be reading this, I love animals. All animals. Any animals. I love them. Especially dogs. And cats. But especially dogs. I used to want to be a veterinarian but then I realized that I would have to see animals hurt and injured and some of them die so I realized that was not the occupation for me. But I have decided that if I have the money when I’m older I’m going to start my own animal shelter.

So anyways, this video, that made me lose faith in humanity. After I explain it you can decide whether or not you want to look it up on Youtube. Maybe you have seen it already. I’m happy to not have had to see this before now. I was in Johnny’s room and we were talking about my kitten that I’m going to get next year. He always jokes that if I leave him or her in his room to poop all over that he’s going to punt it out of the house. Joking, of course. But his roommate mentioned this video about a guy doing that and we started talking about that stuff. And then Johnny explained this video to me. These two guys, one who’s video taping, the other who is dragging this absolutely beautiful and adorable dog by his tail across a roof, and as if you couldn’t guess, throws him off the roof. Now this roof is very high up, you see everything happen. After explaining it Johnny asked me if I wanted to see it. It’s one of those things where you are just completely curious about and your mind wont be at rest until you see it. That’s how I was and how anyone reading this may feel.

My biggest shock was actually not what happened to the dog. It was the fact that these guys doing it are just laughing. How the (excuse my language) fuck do you laugh at a poor dog, who was helpless to protect himself from this happening, who was thrown off a roof and then, with all broken limbs, is down on the ground crying. Anyone who can laugh at that, I’m sorry, but has no soul, or at least no heart. I’m tearing up thinking about it right now. I wont ever in my life understand how anyone could do that, let alone laugh at that. I’d like to take each of those guys and throw them off a roof and see how they like it. Of course I could never do that, but it would only be fair. I hope karma served them something sweet and deserving of their heartless actions.

Anyways, you can watch the video if you truly want to, but I don’t recommend it. Its not a pretty sight at all and makes me cry. I don’t see how people can hurt other people or other things intentionally. Even if its accidental I feel terrible about it. No one should feel good, or laugh about that sort of thing. Someone a month ago or so posted this video of a guy with note cards talking about his friends who committed suicide and he said one thing in it that I’ll never forget and it was “Everybody Love Everybody”. I believe he started some thing with that slogan with shirts and what not. But I just love that saying and I think everyone should follow it. I’m not a hippie or anything. But even if I was, what’s so bad about that? About wanting peace between people. I understand war, I understand fights. But that is something completely different than hurting someone, or some animal in this case, that did nothing ever to you, yet you harm them as if they did. Its not fair. People please just be kind to each other and kind to the things that inhabit this world. You shouldn’t harm another for no reason, even with reason sometimes you shouldn’t. I feel like I’m slightly contradicting myself in certain areas now so I’m going to stop but I just want people to be kind. That’s all. 

Oh, and if you're having a wonderful day, save this video for later, don't let it ruin your day, because it certainly ruined mine yesterday, and now thinking about it again did the same. 

To Those Millionaires Out There

Alright so I have a very big issue. You know those commercials on T.V. when they play sad music and show either puppies or kittens that need a home or are sick, and children in third world countries that have no food and water that isn’t clean? Well, those commercials just make me so mad. Actually, for one they make me sad, I think I actually occasionally tear up if I see a baby kitten or a hurt dog that looks sad. But the trouble with those commercials is that they ask you to pay like 15 dollars a month for them. Which in retrospect isn’t all that much, but c’mon. I’m a college kid; I don’t have 15 dollars a month to be giving away. It’s likely that I’m going to be in debt after college!

            Then I tell myself, well Sydney, you didn’t have to go buy those five books the other day just for your enjoyment. That was 35 dollars right there. Two months for a child, puppy, or kitty. And if I think too hard about it I start feeling all guilty for the things I buy for myself. I didn’t need to get that Twix bar the other day, that skirt, though it looked damn good on me, probably wasn’t worth the 25 dollars that I could be giving to someone who needs it. So I’ve come up with a brilliant plan: all those millionaires and billionaires out there should spend some of their money on these things. And I know a lot of them do already, a lot of actors and actresses, you always see them on the commercials, or pictures of them at a charity event in People Magazine or something. But I know that there are also a lot of people out there who probably just keep it to themselves and not share the wealth for those who are less fortunate. And by less fortunate I don’t mean me, the college kid, I actually mean those animal shelters and those kids in other countries who are dying or close to it. So, for now, I’ll try not to feel too bad about those probably unnecessary things that I buy. None of the things I buy are completely outrageous so I shouldn’t feel guilty about them…should I? Maybe I should, but I’m going to try not to!

            That’s all I have to say about that topic.

            First day of classes. I think I’m really going to like this semester. I’ll definitely be kept busy, but that’ll keep me on track and be good for me. All of my teachers are guys so far, not that I have a problem with that. Just noting. I don’t think any of my classes will be too boring. Gened might be. But at least I know a lot of people in that class. And it turns out my “public speaking” class isn’t really a public speaking class, thank goodness. I don’t think they should require public speaking as a class. Its ridiculous. Some people are amazing at it, and some people are okay. I’m HORRIBLE at it. My voice gets shaky, sometimes my eyes water, my face turns the color of a tomato and I know it does which makes it turn even more red. Its awful. So, I’m glad that I don’t have to go through that. So there’s that.

            Also, my mommy found the video of the professional bowler who fell, its pretty funny so watch it:

          Pro Bowler Fall 

New Favorite Show: Pro Bowling

            I know it’s not nice to laugh at the expense of other people, but after I got back from the airport this morning, my grandma was watching pro bowling so my mom and I sat down to watch, not very intrigued. But all of a sudden we were into it rooting and cheering for two of the five guys. The two we were cheering for looked like twins, that’s why we cheered for both. Until…

            One of the “twins” took a nasty spill. You always see those videos of old people or little kids who bowl but don’t let go of the ball and get taken down the lane. This guy, pro bowler, seriously swings as hard as he could it seemed, and the ball just didn’t come loose of his fingers. He tried to balance himself but his feet caught on the slippery floor and it was just so comical. Just hysterical. Not to mention they replayed it like five times! Poor guy. At first I felt bad laughing because he looked so embarrassed, but it was much easier to laugh than feel bad.

            Now our other “twin” who made it to the next two rounds, actually bowled a perfect game in the second round. Only the 21^st time for someone to ever bowl a perfect game on television. So we pretty much witnessed history. I never thought I would get so into bowling, but our “twin” made it to the championship, or whatever its called, which is next Sunday, so now I may have to watch that. If you’re into bowling, be sure to tune in. I’m sure it’ll be great!

            After watching that, I tried to look up the video on the internet but its not up yet, it was only this morning so I’m not surprised, but check up for it online because it was pretty dang funny. While looking for it I found some quite hilarious videos of other people falling while bowling, which then led somehow to bowling trick shots, now that’s quite impressive. I have trouble just keeping the ball going straight, let alone doing some special trick and still getting a strike. I know its lame to have a blog post about bowling but my mind was seriously blown by bowling today so I had to share my experience. I was ripping my hair out, metaphorically of course, watching that guy bowl a 300. Very nerve racking. Plus, not only does he get to go on to the championships, he also got a bonus 10,000 dollars for bowling a perfect game! Maybe I need to work on my bowling. My best score was like 145, so I’m almost halfway there. A little practice and I think I got it in the bag. I still don’t understand the way people bowl and get the ball to spin one way, then the other, and STRIKE. I just bowl straight down the middle, I don’t understand you and your magic bowling techniques. I feel like I would throw it in the next lane if I tried that.

            Well, back to Pullman today. It feels weird after being here for so long but I’m very excited to get back and see everyone, even though I’m not necessarily looking forward to school. I need to get some new school supplies and new things for my room. I’ll put that on my to-do list! Its so strange spending three weeks doing literally nothing, I mean I hung out with friends and family, but I really had no obligations and it was so relaxing. But, I suppose life isn’t that easy, until I retire of course. At this rate, retiring at 30 sounds nice. HAH. Know that’s not gonna happen. Hopefully when I’m back at school I’ll have more interesting things to talk about rather than bowling though. We shall see!

Lists

Bucket List (So Far)

• Visit an undeveloped country
• Skydive
• Travel to over 10 different countries
• Visit all of the national forests
• Donate a large sum of money to the charity of my choosing
• Drive a car over 100 mph
• Be a photographer for National Geographic
• Discover something that no one else has

…that’s all I’ve figured out so far

      Simple. Nothing too extravagant or something that the average person can’t accomplish. Just a list. Who knows if these things will ever get done, but why not make bucket lists? They’re fun, something to look forward too.

      I could make myself a more reasonable list like, finish college, go to graduate school, get my PhD in psychology. I don’t know. But those are no fun. Those are goals, yes, but not something that’s extremely fun to look forward to. I would feel proud to accomplish that but I don’t want school to be on my bucket list. I want dreams on my bucket list. Simple, yet fun dreams to look forward to.
      I want to complete this list, and if I have a full and healthy lifetime then I plan to take a great attempt at it. Don't doubt my abilities, or my will power. I'll do what I can to finish it! I'd like to say that I completely the things on this list near the end of my lifetime. 

   

      I like lists. Pros and cons. Bucket lists. To do lists. I just like lists. They keep me organized, and if you know me well you may hear the phrase I say a lot “I have short-term memory loss” well I don’t think I actually do, but sometimes it really feels like I do. I walk into a room for one thing, come out with something completely different and it rarely crosses my mind again that I went in for something else. That’s why I like lists, they keep my head on straight. If you’re like me, make lists.

To Do List:

·        Pack up all my crap

·        Watch a movie

·        Relax

·        Do nothing

·        Maybe shower

·        Eat

·        Take a nap

See? Lists are fun. And a good way to keep organized. If I didn’t have ^ this list I might forget to eat or sleep.

(I wouldn’t really forget to eat or sleep, those are my two most favorite things to do)

Make a list.