Change

In all senses

My roomie and I were discussing today how angry the current system of society and civilization makes us. We both got pretty riled up about how rich people are so selfish about their stuff. They would prefer buying a 3000$ handbag to feeding the entire country of Zimbabwe for 6 months....
So we were feeling rather frustrated with the whole thing. And my roomie decided to go through her stuff and give all the stuff she wouldn't use to the MCC so that it could at least help someone. I contributed a bit to the box.
It felt good to be at least trying to be part of the solution instead of part of the problem. I know it doesn't make much of a difference except the knowledge of the attempt to help.
Then after the little rampage of discarding useless stuff, I was counting out the random change jar we have. It came out to like $33, which is pretty decent. Then it was suggested we buy one of those World Vision gifts with it. We actually went and asked a couple other res people for change to contribute. (Let it be known that Richard contributed and is a good person).
It came out to about $43. We're sending someone a piglet!

In other news:
The bunny chewed masses of holes through my very expensive favourite sweater that i got as a gift from a friend.
I have a new theory about time travel: it never gets invented. If it were, we would have people popping up now and all through history saying like "I'm from the future!". And we don't. So it clearly never gets invented. It's a good thing to know.

Also, today, for a change, was kinda quiet and restful. I had a nice nap in a very quiet, warm room, and a very quiet, sunny walk accross campus.

The Plan

I have one now. For the next little while, at least.

I will finish this semester. Then I will volunteer at a vet clinic for 2 weeks in april. May 6 I leave for Rwanda, and come back on the 26th or so. Then June 1 I start volunteering again and finish 2 weeks later. Then I work like a madwoman until the end of august, when Emily and I got to the east coast on a random adventure. Then I take the year off school and work and have random trips to random places with Emily.

This plan has been, on the whole, criticized. Why take a year off? Just do it.
You know what, I might finish a year later, but when we're all middle-aged and working, I will have seen the world, and you will not have.

In other news, I'm behind in like all my courses. Wooooohoooo...

The Little Blobbo

That's what my dad calls anyone he feels is not living up to their potential of productivity.
Aka: me today.
I seriously slept till noon, lounged till 5, slept till 7, and am currently lounging again. I am still in my jammies.
Accomplishments:

• read a lot
• facebooked a lot
• wrote a line of music
• wrote down important dates for the semester
• ate a bit
• looked up the origin of the word "pyjamas"... it's persian/hindi.
• watched some season 8 scrubs

This is a pretty lame list considering I have homeowrk in pretty much every subject.
But I don't mind. I was pretty stressed a lot of the week, and I think my mind needed some time to sit still/chill. So now I can go to class tomorrow morning and learn!

Sidenote: my dad's two favourite words are blobbo and muck. They sound funny to him. Let's not even ask....

Accustomed

That's how I'm starting to feel about university life.
It's weird how a few little changes has made me feel so much brighter about this semester.
Instead of latin, I have music. I know I've been oozing about it excessively, but its something I love. It's hard to explain how comforting it is to me. Even if I do terribly in the course, I will love it. And it's almost ok for me to do terribly, because it's not my major or anything. So it's low stress.
I'm in choir now too. Also one of the things that makes me ridiculously happy. It's so therapeutic. I suggest it for anyone who loves music. It doesn't matter if you can't sing splendidly. Just to feel all the voices mixing around you and the resonance of your own voice with the others makes everything inside feel so good.
I like having a bedside lamp (we rearranged our room). I can read just before sleeping then.
I like my tea set from Amie. It's pretty and blue and cheers me up.

Maybe I can get through this whole thing after all. Maybe I can even learn to love it. I hafta just find the bits I love. I also love looking at the snow falling in front of my desk window, and listening to Jack Johnson, and hanging out wiht my roomie.

I really do need to make more friends, though. I seriously talk to like 4 people on campus!! This sounds worse when you realize I live in very close uarters with 11 people.....

OH! and the chem prof from the section I attended was HILARIOUS!!! Imagine a mix between Mick Jagger and Severus Snape. British, skinny, wearing girls' pants, and a bit cracked out acting. And he told us this weird story about how the lead singer of the Who had a fling with his girlfriend. HAH!

I want to have a life like that. I can look back and tell stories that will brighten peoples' days.

Back to School

*I found this draft from back in January and I still like it.*

I really don't want to.
I feel like pulling a Peggy Ann Mckay
Doesn't help that on my last night in town the guys didn't want to hang out.
*sigh*

I've been feeling that so much lately. I don't want to be a negative person, certainly, so it bothers me that I'm bothered by stuff.

I've got a doctor's appointment coming up soon, too. Ack. Hate health professionals! I'm only going because my mom thinks I have a weird disease that's making me gross and fat. Thanks, mother dearest :P .

Things I Am Feeling Positive About:
My new tea set (I got it for christmas and I love it!)
My current socks (the emo hippie ones - black with rainbow smilies)
My financial situation (not in debt!)
My choir audition on tuesday

Oh, and I found out that my oldest brother, the one with the baby, might be going with his girlfriend to Australia to get married. Which is cool. It will make my mom shush up about life in general. And my next oldest brother, the one with the evil girlfriend, is showing no signs of breaking up with her. And my older sister has got a boy on the line. My little sister says I'm next, but I don't want to be! It bothers me (which bothers me) that I'm entering the age of couples. Every fancy dinner and party and wedding I go to, I'll be expected to have a date. And also, I don't get to hang out with just my brother or sister anymore, which I loved. I hafta third wheel it, which I hate.

New Year

That's it for 2008 then. On we go.
It has dropped behind us, there's nothing more we can do to make it an amazing year or a terrible year. It is and always will be how it was left at 12:00 AM.

I must say we escorted it out in a manner befitting us. (we= me and emily and the guys). I was atop an abandoned trailer in the woods across from the truck stop. Freezing cold. But the 6 friends, a mix of old and new and reintroduced, made the frozen toes and nose totally unimportant.

First new favourite song of this year: Mariella by Kate Nash or The Nicest Thing by her also....