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rest in peace uncle chet
you're in a better place. enjoy it.
3/13/2006
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[14 Feb 2006|07:01pm] |
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so it's our third valentines day together
and our first valentines day apart <3
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[08 Feb 2006|05:21pm] |
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there seems to be a lull in the applications in the admissions office. i'm at work, have been for only 22 minutes which is starting to feel like 22 hours as the fax machine beeps, yearning for someone to put more paper in it. i refuse. last time, i nearly lost my hand. other than the screaming fax machine, there isn't any work to be done...just yet, which forces me to sit here and wait for something to do. better than doing work, but it would be better to be out of here entirely.
today i did not accomplish much. i had one class from 9:30-10:45, and got assigned my freshman year research project, and now i just need to think of a topic, tied to my major, that will entertain me for 15 pages. after class, i went to lunch with the girls, then passed out in my bed where i proceeded to have the most awkward dream involving jeff litchman and lots of pairs of pajamas for a birthday presents.
charlie is coming to poughkeepsie on friday, and i do not have enough words to express how estatic i am about this. updates to follow.
i just have one class tomorrow morning at eight am, then i have to do two weeks worth of laundry. i have a history paper to write,and some computers you've got to be kidding me assignment. i need some motivation if i want to make it through thursday and friday. friday i have three classes, all ending by 3:15, and charlie arrives in at 3:30. friday's are generally long enough, and i'm sure that the fact that charlie is venturing nearer will not make it go by any speedier. four class 'til the weekend. yip.
that's all for now.
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[08 Feb 2006|02:38pm] |
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today i saw a boy wearing the typical charlie hat. and i smiled so much, and then i almost cried.
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[07 Feb 2006|10:43pm] |
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tuesdays kick my butt. three classes which are spaced so inconvienently throughout the day that there is no time to accomplish anything. computers "you've got to be kidding me class" is always a nice start to the day at nine thirty, sitting next to some defenseman on the football team who is literally three times my size in hieght and weight. not only that, but the first day of class, he notices that i'm a lefty and says, "oh. a lefty. lefties are special." i couldn't help but laugh right in his face, hysterically. that is when he admitted, "...that was a really bad one liner wasn't it?" i gave him a "..yeeeeah." and turned back to my computer. needless to say, since that day our friendship is growning, as odd as it may seem. later he asked me how to spell diego. as in san diego. then preceeded to warn me that he might smell, as he was just coming from working out at the gym. interestingly enough, he provides entertainment, or atleast some form, at nine thirty in the morning. professor kathy larson just doesn't do it. in spanish today, professora taught us all how to find our latino selves and break it down. yes, we danced. we swung those hips and clapped our hands. needless to say, roberto provided much entertainment, can't wait to partner salsa dance with that fine piece of man. updates on roberto teaching susie how to be/dance/speak/look spanish to follow.
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[06 Feb 2006|07:04pm] |
i'm at work, hacking into their computer systems because doing this is better than filing applications for 5,000 students, more than half which will never be accepted. mark my words, if you didn't like the college admissions process when you went through it, more than likely, you're not going to like working in an admissions office. "good evening, this is susie, student assistant speaking, how may i help you?" honestly, couldn't we shorten that greeting. no one honestly cares who i am, or what i am, all they want to know is if their application is complete, or their SAT's score were received. all of which i personally don't care about.
i talked to my mother on the phone five times today. homesick? naah.
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[06 Feb 2006|09:41am] |
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i almost passed out cold on my dormroom floor this morning.
that was fun.
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[04 Feb 2006|07:39pm] |
reality just came crashing through the window.
and i realize, i'm a big mistake.
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[04 Feb 2006|06:26pm] |
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this is becoming friend's only real soon.
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[02 Feb 2006|09:40pm] |
lately, i feel so far from home and so far from familiarity. this place feels nothing like how i remember the first semester. initially, i adjusted so easily and did not care about what i had left behind. but this semester has been alittle harder, even though i still love marist, i find that more and more i miss my life back home. there is absolutely nothing wrong with school, infact, i could not be happier with this aspect. but it seems that i can't find it within myself to accept that high school is over, and it's time for me to move away from my parents. there are days when i'm on the verge of tears, or i am in tears, and i don't even know why.
lately there have been alot of issues here that i've had to deal with, and taking on someone elses problems on top of my own certainly does not make things easier. somedays, i wish i could be like everyone else and just tell people i have a problem with being away from home, but i don't want people to feel sorry for me. so i don't say anything. i hate pretending i'm something that i'm not, but right now, that seems to be the only option.
things will inevitably get better. i just have to let them. i asked my mom to come visit me during her february vacation from school, but she pretty much told me that she didn't want to drive all the way out to new york as part of her vacation time. i didn't dare tell her anything of this, or how i feel, because i know how she would react, and it wouldn't be good. while it would get her out here, it would be for all the wrong reasons, and i can get along with her just fine. i dont want her to worry. i guess part of this is my fault because i almost assumed that she would come out to visit me, and got my hopes up alittle. i never want to tell my mom that i'm homesick, i saw what she delt with when my sister had a hard adjustment at union, so i'd just assume deal with this myself.
im fine, really. i am.
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[02 Feb 2006|02:54pm] |
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suezsk1i
1. Thank the person that tagged you.
2. List 5 random/strange/weird things about you.
3. Tag 5 other people.
Thanks Jenny-Girl.
1. I can touch my tongue to my nose.
2. I would make my roommate's bed for her...while she is in it.
3. I worry about everything and anything. someone once told me that 90% of what we worry about will never effect us. hope it's true.
4. i'm dying to take a swim in the hudson river, but i'm scared of contracting some disease that will end my life shortly after.
5. i only listen to third eye blind music while in stoneham. unless that is, i'm feeling stoneham-esque in poughkeepsie, new york.
Tagged... Sarah, Robyn, Brendan, Buckley, anddddddd i ran out of friends to tag.
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[01 Feb 2006|04:17pm] |
i want my mom to come visit me.
i want to quit my job.
i want to piss off my communication teacher just once so that he has nothing to say.
i want to find something better than sleeping to occupy my time with.
i want to have more fun.
i want to make someone happier.
i want a snow day, or two.
that is all, i want. for now.
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[30 Jan 2006|11:15pm] |
"i was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. that's the thing about girls. every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are."
-jd salinger
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[30 Jan 2006|01:57pm] |
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i have so much to say, but no words to say it, so instead i'll just not say anything, because that's what you would do.
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[28 Jan 2006|03:18pm] |
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but my god, it's so beautiful
when the boy smiles.
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[24 Jan 2006|11:59am] |
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i hate tuesdays. they suck from about 9:30am to 3:15pm. overall, a pretty awful day from start to finish. save me?
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[23 Jan 2006|08:12pm] |
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"distance is not for the fearful. it's for the bold. it's for those who are willing to spend alot of time alone in exchange for alittle time with the one you love. it's for those who know a good thing when they see it, even if they dont see it nearly enough."
exactly.
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[20 Jan 2006|04:13pm] |
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scratch that.
spanish sucks now too.
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[20 Jan 2006|11:31am] |
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things are finally starting to feel like home again here. it's been a busy week, my first week of classes, which, to say the least, i am slightly disappointed about. my computer literacy class is a waste of a perfectly good 75 minutes. not only is my professor totally computer illiterate (yes, when she's supposed to be teaching computer literacy), she assigns time consuming homework assignments that are pointless.
my history professor is as old, if not older than my grandfather. other than that, i see no problems with him nor the class itself. i was never one to enjoy history in the first place. my communication principals class is pretty good, aside from my professor who insists we call him "colin" and whose sexual sarcasm is a bit too much at eight in the morning. college writing is a continuation of last semester, so that doesn't get any worse basically. the horror is just continued into spring semester. i like my spanish class. we're going to learn how to salsa. just so happens roberto is my partner.
other than my classes which have overall failed to impress me, it's good to be back at my marist home.
today, atleast.
i have two more classes before it's officially the weekend. my schedule absolutely sucks this semester. two 8's and three 9:30's.
sleeeeeeeeep?
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i'm not in college mode yet.
making this transition sucks.
this place feels foreign. update to follow.
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