Yeah, so i really want to gripe about my parents, brag about my sister and vent around my roommate . . . here is where i can without offending anyone. So here goes . . .
So today i was supposed to get my butt out of bed to go to church with my parents and then head up to lafayette to visit my aunt, uncle and grandmother who lives in texas... yeah, i was so exhausted, because weekends are usually my down time away from work and classes, that i was only half awake anytime they came in to remind me of something. not good. evidently they stopped by on their way out of town to see if i was up and i wasn't and that really p.o.'ed mom and she started yelling and scared the crap out of me by slamming the door. yet again not good. so i am all but stuck here at home being a horrible granddaughter and not thanking my grandmother for the book money she sent me for christmas (it was enough for all my textbooks for this semester) and feeling like the worst kind of nasty invertebrate in the world. yay.
ahhh, spring break that glorious time of year when college students everywhere lose their minds, whether to boredom, booze or hormones. i am so glad i am finally getting out of the house more often, other than when i am at class or work. i get to go visit my friend megan and her family in illinois this coming week. so exciting! her mom and sister are coming to pick me up tonight as she is on her choir tour to washington d.c. and back. i told her to send me postcards even though i won't get them before i see her. isn't that fun? we're finally getting each other's birthday and christmas gifts too. that'll be great. i can't wait to post about my week away from home. such great fun.
So i am now in the wonderful little town of Havana Illinois. Yesterday Liss and i were coming back from their grandparent's cabin at the little lake on the otherside of Bath, and we blew a tire. She called her dad, since she didn't know how to change a tire, and said that we should just wait for him to come rescue us. I decided Hell no, we're not going to just wait around for some man to come riding up on his big white horse and rescue the damsel who doesn't know how to change a stinking tire, we're going to change it ourselves. So i got out the jack, tire iron, and the spare and we got to work. Changed that puppy out in less than twenty minutes, including the ten spent on getting the jack to lift the car off of the tire. Just as we had the whole thing changed out and were ready to get it down off the jack, the jack got stuck. Right at that point in time, Liss had been complaining that chivalry was dead cause a few people she knew from school had passed and just looked at us with out stopping, a truck full of strapping young farm boys pulled up and asked if they could help. The three of them seemed rather astonished that not only could we change a tire, all we asked that they do was get it down off the jack for us. To our astonishment the walked up and PICKED UP the back of the car off of the jack. Just picked it up like it was a two by four or something. They were rather good looking, in a cornbread midwestern farm boy kind of way. Needless to say we checked them out and returned in kind. I just wanted to share this goodfortune with my friends here on the loom. Chivalry is not dead, indeed it is alive and well in the hearts and minds of midwestern farmers and their families. Thanks guys!
all right, let's face it. it is officially spring and i am still single. not real fun. although there is a guy i like. yeah. not going to go into detail, cause he might read this . . . new topic. i was over at tammy's last night helping her with a project for her psych capstone. to see whether video games influence a person's emotions. preliminary results show that they do . . . at least from me. yay showtunes. tammy knows what i'm talking about. so my friend amber is planning her wedding for next may, not this coming one, the one after. sigh, and i'm still single. dangit. why do i have to be single. i feel empty. i know i shouldn't, but for some reason i do. logically it doesn't make sense, however emotions and hormones don't ever follow logic. never. oh well. one can certainly hope. dreams have been weird. have told psychoanalyst tammy. cast party was fun. shouldn't talk about that though, promised i wouldn't. let's just say there were a bunch of sexually repressed people there singing and dancing to broadway showtunes. 'nuff said right there. stupid hormones. stupid boys . . . but now i'm talking in circles, so i think i'll go and daydream, about stupid boys . . .
yay! i finally got my stupid sig pic to work. now to save it on a seperate thing. fun fun fun fun. wheeeeee can't you see i'm so excited? three more weeks till finals and i have way too much to do, i have one 6 page exegetical paper, one powerpoint presentation for music class, four essays for music class, two research assignments for government, a critical reaction paper for government and a one act to be performed on the 3rd for acting methods. oy, now that i've listed it all, i'm scared again that i can't get it all done. looks like no sleep for bree for a while. oh well such is the life of a college student.
so tammy and i are living together above my parent's house. it's fun. we've been up there for almost three weeks no and haven't gotten in a fight yet. i'm doing good. actually i've never gotten in a fight with a roommate. i get along with just about everyone, and if i don't i just avoid them. b was over last night and the three of us watched disney's "miracle." good movie, gooooooood movie. of course the fact that it was a hockey bio-flick didn't hurt matters either. the shots of them on the ice was so cool. much better than teaching actors how to play hockey, cause they taught real players how to act. nice to know all the hits in that were real. unfortunately for our little hockey loving group, the flyers will not have a chance at the cup this year. stupid tampa. no offense to anyone from tampa, but we like the flyers, so we're now rooting for calgary, cause canada rocks! yay. oh and b is the original ameri-canadian. he's silly like that.
so the gnomes that like to mess up my answering machine have gone one step further. my cordless phone that talks to said answering machine is missing. luckily i have a corded phone in my bedroom, but still, it's the principal of the thing. still don't have internet access upstairs. hope to soon though. i also need to get a computer geek of my acquaintance to fix my printer port. it has problems talking with the rest of my computer. suckiness. but other than that i'm not having much problems with technology. figured out how to make a spreadsheet that does auto sums the other day. that was quite an adventure.
