Lots of thoughts come in a week's time...
First of all I'd like to add another qualification to my "what I'd like to be when I grow up." I want to be known as a teacher who farts. Yes, that's right, farts. Having a reputation as perfect or near-perfect is a pain, no matter how untrue it is (thankfully I have all of you to help me prove how stupid I really am, right?). Now don't get me wrong; I'm not going to stand up at my chalkboard on my first day teaching and cut a big one. It's just a figure of speech...
!!! I actually cleaned my desk a few days ago. Mainly because I have a bill that I need to get off to Marian as soon as possible, but I was also starting to have a hard time reading with so many books open all over the place (btw, Jen, I finally got a copy of Crime and Punishment, but it's on the to-be-read waiting list, lol). It looks pretty nice this way - I might try to keep it like this.
My dorm list is down to only a few essentials: network card, pillow, dictionary, laundry basket, and Christmas lights. For some reason I feel very bound and determined to make my side of the dorm the coolest, most orderly dorm on my floor. Judging from what I've seen of a few dorms, this shouldn't be too hard to accomplish. Now if I can just sneak those candles in...
Last but not lest we have to address the issue of my truck. Sarah and I worked on some names last night (she ruined half of them, hmph), but there was no clear winner. So I'll make this another Vote of the Day.
Keep me in your prayers tonight - the whole family's gonna be over for my grandparent's 45th anniversary. Grandma herself told me that I'm more than welcome to go out with friends to escape if I want, lol, but I figure I can just hide in the basement or something.
First of all I'd like to add another qualification to my "what I'd like to be when I grow up." I want to be known as a teacher who farts. Yes, that's right, farts. Having a reputation as perfect or near-perfect is a pain, no matter how untrue it is (thankfully I have all of you to help me prove how stupid I really am, right?). Now don't get me wrong; I'm not going to stand up at my chalkboard on my first day teaching and cut a big one. It's just a figure of speech...
!!! I actually cleaned my desk a few days ago. Mainly because I have a bill that I need to get off to Marian as soon as possible, but I was also starting to have a hard time reading with so many books open all over the place (btw, Jen, I finally got a copy of Crime and Punishment, but it's on the to-be-read waiting list, lol). It looks pretty nice this way - I might try to keep it like this.
My dorm list is down to only a few essentials: network card, pillow, dictionary, laundry basket, and Christmas lights. For some reason I feel very bound and determined to make my side of the dorm the coolest, most orderly dorm on my floor. Judging from what I've seen of a few dorms, this shouldn't be too hard to accomplish. Now if I can just sneak those candles in...
Last but not lest we have to address the issue of my truck. Sarah and I worked on some names last night (she ruined half of them, hmph), but there was no clear winner. So I'll make this another Vote of the Day.
Which of the following names is the coolest name for my truck?
A. Sam
B. Chevy the Chevy (gee, who came up with this one?)
C. Phil the Thrill
Keep me in your prayers tonight - the whole family's gonna be over for my grandparent's 45th anniversary. Grandma herself told me that I'm more than welcome to go out with friends to escape if I want, lol, but I figure I can just hide in the basement or something.
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