November 1, 2002
I got about one hour of sleep between finishing my paper and turning
it in. That sucked. I skipped my Japan class for the second time this
week and lunch for the who-knows-how-many-th time this week to sleep until
work. I would have liked to have slept through work, too, but I figure
with such an easy job I should earn as much money as possible. Especially
since I have managed to get a few hours above and beyond my scheduled
time this past month, meaning I have a nice chunk of extra change that
I plan to spend as I want rather than being frugal.
So anyway, I was just taking off my Halloween makeup. I went to the PARC
Halloween party as a ghost of sorts, wearing a white shirt, stockings
and two slips (it was actually a rather attractive combo on its own) plus
powdering my face so I had unnaturally pale skin and smearing large amounts
of navy eye shadow on to give the impression of "hollow eyes."
(Yes, I was asked if I'd been beat up.) After I showered this evening
I noticed that not all of the eye shadow had come off, so I went at it
with some cotton and water. I rubbed and rubbed but couldn't quite get
rid of the blue cast. Oh yeah -- that's because I had tremendous dark
circles under my eyes from lack of sleep. I'm so glad this week is almost
over.
1:54 a.m.
November 6, 2002
Okay, so this month won't be full of daily entries like last month. But
considering I almost never uploaded the entries daily, what's the point
of writing a little daily note?
9:07 p.m.
November 15, 2002
I'm sorry to be so stingy with updates, but my desire to bare my soul
(or even recount my life) in writing comes and goes. Weeks may go by and
I won't feel the need to write out my feelings. I know it makes for bad
browsing then, but I don't think I can force myself all that much, especially
when sometimes the reason I can't write is that I'm in the middle of sorting
through some complex emotional issues that aren't ready to leave my head.
But in recent news: I'm doing well in classes. I've gotten good grades
on everything so far save one midterm on which I did not read the directions
fully and thus missed out on many, many points. Ironically, it was the
midterm I studied most for, which makes the fact that it wasn't an accurate
assessment of what I knew in the end (albeit through my own fault) all
the more stinging. Oh well. This quarter isn't much fun class-wise, and
I'm overjoyed that I've been getting good marks for all this stuff I put
any effort into only unwillingly. I look forward very much to next quarter,
even though I'll have some more intense classes. I just hope they're more
interesting.
Also, I'm again shifting my major plans. I'm not terribly worried about
not really having my goals set in stone right now since it's still early
plus the way I choose my classes generally leaves me with enough of a
concentration to be able to pick something out and not have much catch-up
to do. In addition, since at any rate I'll definitely graduate with a
journalism major it's not really pressing for me to pick something else.
But I'm leaning again toward a second major in Middle Eastern history
(with a nominative association with Asian history since there's not enough
Middle East classes to justify its own concentration). As it is, I have
three of five classes within the concentration completed and have taken
a good deal of social science electives that could arguably be related
to a history major. Since I really like to learn about that particular
area, it seems to make sense that I pick a major in which I can focus
on it. I'm also toying with the idea of a writing minor. I figure it's
too late and too complicated to go for the major, but the minor is intense
enough to give me some good experience. Lately I've felt a resurgence
in my interest in literature and my desire to create it, and I want to
explore this path. In my heart, I'll always want to be a writer.
2:45 p.m.
November 17, 2002
A conversation with Kim, while she was at Shannon and Tamica's party
and I was home sick:
Kim:
dude
Auto response from Colleen: It's
crazy I'm thinking
Just knowing that the world is round
Here I'm dancing on the ground
Am I right side up or upside down
Is this real or am I dreaming
Colleen: what?
Kim: that is dave matthews
Kim: he roxcks
Colleen: yeah'
Colleen: lol
Kim: this is kim
Kim: there is cdancingt
Colleen: lol
Kim: you should be here and be cool
Colleen: "cdancingt"?
Kim: we are giong to have a dance
party in my room
Kim: sioon
Colleen: lol
Kim: it is goin go to rock so9me gorm
of casbah
Colleen: if you say so... incoherently
Colleen: "gorm"?
Kim: hahah i spelled casbah correctly
Kim: i wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin
Colleen: good for you
Kim: i miss chris
Kim: he was cool
Kim: i miss you too
Colleen: lol
Colleen: thank you
Colleen: i miss you as well
Colleen: how "drilknu" are
you?
Kim: you are sitting there going "kim
is retarded but she rocks because she is so cool;"
Kim: i'm plasterd!
Colleen: you wish hehe
Colleen: :-P
Colleen: you should mud yourself
Kim: i don't think 9i'mg oi9ng to
get sick
Colleen: like in new mexico
Colleen: i beg to differ...
Kim: nick is really really drunk
Colleen: lol i wish i could see that
Colleen: has he mooned anyone yet?
Kim: not quite
Kim: but he's really really6 really
really drujk
Colleen: only not quite?
Colleen: lol
Kim: and britt is gettign drunk
Colleen: who isn't?
Kim: and it's soooooooooooooooo funny
Kim: the jons aren't
Colleen: oh really?
Colleen: what's she doing?
Kim: murayu sucks
Kim: i don't know
Kim: she laughing
Colleen: lol
Kim: she isn't drunjk yet
Kim: but almost
Kim: and it's runny
Kim: funnyu
Colleen: what's she waiting for?
Kim: i said runny
Kim: it's funny
Kim: you know what's gross
Kim: beer
Colleen: yeah so i've heard
Colleen: you prefer rum?
Kim: yeah
Kim: and peppermint schnapps
Colleen: is matt drinking?
Colleen: ah
Kim: that shit is the shit
Kim: no
Kim: he has mono
Colleen: i know
Kim: fucking gay ass mono ass bastard
Colleen: but i wanted to make sure
Kim: ass
Kim: yeah but he's danc8ng
Kim: and it is fun
Colleen: matt shouldn't drink. unless
you want to see his liver explode
Kim: i hyave to go dance
Colleen: cool
Kim: and twirl
Colleen: hehe
Kim: and be stupid
Colleen: have fun
Kim: we'll be back somedayu
Kim: ttyl
Colleen: later
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