I think...

I think I'm going to start updating this site too... I've gotten lazy...

The coolest thing ever!!!

So a friend of mine totally told me how to dye your contacts different colors!!!! And it works!!!! You just soak your old contacts in food coloring for like a day. It sounds bad, but it's really cool. My roommate and I did it together, and we did it blue. But the blue was really dark, so it actually looks kind of black. But when you put it in, everything you see is a little darker too, so if feels like you're wearing sunglasses. It was really cool. But we look like freaky cartoon characters. I was way excited about it. ;) Oh the things that college students do...

Pride

It's been a awhile I realize. But now that classes are over, and finals soon to be over, I'm going to start communicating with the world again.

So I realized I have a lot of pride. I think part of it is because I'm an orange: it's part of my nature. But part of it is also a decision. There have been two instances where I could just do something that isn't a big deal at all, but for some internal reason that I myself really don't know, I refuse to do it. And it's really quite stupid. But, in one of the times, someone else was doing the exact same thing, so maybe I'm pretty normal in this aspect. Or, since the two of us are alike, we are both just really weird.

So, the first one, like I said, is really stupid and makes no sense; but nonetheless it happens and continues to happen. So my roommates and I ran out of toilet paper and no one had a chance to go get any. Finally one person did and she said she was holding it hostage because we always wait so long before we go get some. So she hid it in her room and said for $.75 you could buy a roll. Makes sense. I wish I'd thought of it first... So, my other two roommates just went and did that. For some reason, I can't bring myself to do it. I've internally refused. And there really is no logically explanation as to why I've made that decision, but I have and I've stuck by it. My roommates don't know it. But I've been trying to figure out why I'm so stubborn. Definitely part of my childhood and being raised... :) And I still don't have any toilet paper...

The other instance involved someone else. A friend and I were leaving the Nelke Theatre and walking up the stairs side by side. Well, about half way up there was a person standing on the small landing so we had to go single file to move past this person. Well, we both stopped and told the other person they could go first. And neither one of us would go first. We both absolutely refused. So we stood there for like 5 minutes just looking at each other and refusing to go up the stairs!!! That is like the stupidest thing in the world to be stubborn about! There was no point! But we both had our pride and stuck to it. Finally she relented, which I'll be honest, made me even stronger. I've got to stop!! But how do yous stop something that's so strong and a part of you? It's such a part of my personality, how do you just stop being yourself?

Pain for Art?

Who is art anyway? And why do we sacrifice so much for him? I have performed the first two performances of The Faithful Friend, and have two left. Things haven't gone exactly as planned, because we were supposed to perform outside at the Duck Pond, but we suddenly got hit with this huge storm, and it was raining and snowing and all that, so we had to move into the Nelke. It was my first performance in there. I was not very happy, because I can be Arlecchino so much better outside. There I can flip and somersault and all that stuff because the grass is pretty soft. But the hard stage is not cool. So, right now I am in intense pain because I'm all bruised up and skin got torn off my shin last night as I slip through a window on stage and I'm just in pain. I look like a domestic violence victim. I'm completely exhausted and ready to literally collapse.
With all this terrible stuff that comes along with performing, the question arises, why do it? Is it worth it? As I feel my entire body aching everywhere, and feeling like I want to cry, the answer: yes. It's worth it. No matter how much I have to go through for art's sake, it's worth it. I would give any amount of pain and suffering, get two hours of sleep a night, and be completely exhausted all the time just to do what I'm doing, because I love it. I love performing with all my heart, and there's no other feeling like it. So no matter the pain, the amount of time and effort, the exhaustion, I'll get doing it, because it's a part of me. I love it. And I'll never stop. That's not worth it.

Cinderella Man

So I went over to Christian's house the other day, and we watched "Cinderella Man". Oh man! So good!! If you haven't seen it yet, you have to because it was amazing!!! I loved the character, and it's a true story!! I was expecting him to fall in some way, like cheat on his wife or something, but he never did! He was a great husband and an amazing father. As you watch him interact and raise his kids, you're like, "That's the kind of man I want to marry and be raising my kids!" It was very inspiration and just an all-around good film that left you feeling really good!!! I highly recommend it!!!

Realizations

So, I've realized a couple things about myself the last couple days. One of the thins made me really mad, and happened today. I can't stand people putting words in my mouth. They're claiming I said things when I really didn't, and that seriously bothers me. You're spreading rumors about who I am and what I think, and if people don't really know me, that's what they're going to think!! And it makes it worse when it's a teacher. I mean, come on! You're an adult and a teacher and you don't know not to do that!! Especially with a student to another student!! Luckily, the guy she talked to about what she claimed I was saying, had the guts to come and talk to me, and we got it straightened out. He was furious about this whole situation, and I was furious because my teacher was claiming I had said stuff when I didn't!!! Oh that makes me mad!!! Only speak for yourself!!
The other thing I've realized, is that I can't handle people being upset with me, or mad at me. Even if they really aren't, if I think they are, I can't handle it, and I get upset without meaning to. I think it's because frustration is like anger and that leads to contention, and I can't handle contention. I really can't. If people around me are arguing, I have to leave the room, because I just can't handle it. But, I suppose that could be a good attribute, because hopefully I don't argue a lot, and then, hopefully my kids won't.
There's always a silver lining...

Hot Dogs

Can I just say, hot dogs are amazing??? A friend and I were talking about hot dogs the other day, and how much we love them but haven't had them in forever. Then we found out, they sell them in the Cougareat for $.99!!! I was so excited! So we both got one for lunch today, and it was wonderful! Some people don't like hot dogs, and I don't understand it! They remind me so much of baseball too. I think hot dogs are a comfort food for me. I grew up on a baseball field, and what do you eat at baseball games? Hot dogs. So they remind me of my childhood and baseball and wonderful times, and they just warm the soul. Hot dogs are amazing!!

Some Cool Pics

Picture 1: Can you find the mountain??
Picture 2: A storm coming or going: either way, it looks pretty awesome!


Picture 3: Those are windows in the ground! The library is underneath them!
Picture 4: Another view, but with some patriotism involved!!