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Overall this summer has been going better than I expected. Better than this time last summer to say the least. Retail is better work than grocery bitch, and even if I don't really enjoy working I do enjoy making some money.
I am not really good at focusing on classes during the summer. This is especially true since it's tech writing and physics. Tech writing is as boring as it sounds and the teacher is a bit strange. Physics is a close enough relative to math that is also my natural enemy. I had really thought I was permanently retired from such things and my heart is really not in it. My midterm is Saturday and now I'm trying to catch up with everything I haven't been doing for that class.
I am still enjoying my major and everybody can hate on college of agriculture as much as they want, it's still important. Also, I'm getting my own apartment next year so no more roommate drama. And I made Dean's list. Yay.
STEPHANIE-I don't know if you're abstaining from the internet, but I have been completely negligent in contacting you. Call me or I will call you after I get done stabbing myself in the head with physics.
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Sunday, August 13th, 2006
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So I finally caved and got an Ipod. 'Tis quite sexy.
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I am undecided whether nostalgia is a good or bad feeling.
I want to go back to Gainesville yesterday.
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Today is one of those days where I woke up and kept laying in bed for a long time because I had this feeling that it was just going to be an awful day. It's rare for me to just wake up plain angry. Unfortunately, my bladder was rather persuasive in extricating me. It is most likely just that I am stressed out, despite the fact I have been trying to remain pretty calm about things.
Usually being stressed out does give me unpleasant dreams, so that is not really that weird. But last night was different, usually my dreams are just sad or anxious. Last night's were aggressive and angry. Kind of disconcerting and also probably why I'm in a bad mood. I do not want to take on the onslaught of finals next week. It's not really that I have to take them so much, it's just because there is so much riding on them. I don't think any tests I have taken before had such a specific and important thing depending on them.
Going back to Niceville doesn't sound that pleasant either, save seeing a few people. There are a few things I'm not looking forward to explaining to my parents, especially since I'm having a hard time justifying it semi-logically even to myself. That and we are just not used to living together anymore. After a week of spring break I was incredibly ready to leave. It's going to be an interesting 3 months. I think the best plan I've come up with is just to work as much as possible. It's not like there's really much else to do anyway. Finding a job that doesn't suck is another thing nagging at the back of my mind. I'm pretty much just looking for something where I don't have to clean bathrooms and the manager is not a total ass. Good luck to me, right?
My stomach hurts. Again. Like always. Awesome.
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Friday, February 24th, 2006
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| Time: | 2:19 pm. |
| Mood: |  relaxed. |
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I was reading the school newspaper today, and there was an article about our beloved Rev. Phelps, which made me think of Steph. This in turn made me realize I have not made a single update this semester, which I am currently rectifying. Apparently Phelps and his God hates fags cohorts have moved on from protesting at the funerals of gay people to people in general. This includes the funerals of Coretta Scott King and KIA soldiers, I guess because they didn't continually gush about how much they hated fags. How inspiring.
Also to Steph--I tried to order you something from the internets the other day and I got confused because it wanted two shipping addresses in St. Aug. and while I was trying to figure out what to put for the second one it timed out. At that point I realized I was late for class. I will try again soon.
On the topic of the mildly insane, my new tactic for not having to talk about religion with my roommate is to never be in the room with her unless I have headphones on. So far this has worked. We don't see each other that much anyway. As it stands now I am going to be living in Murphree next year, with someone who is as much of a heathen as I am.
I actually like my classes this semester and am not cringing when I think about what my GPA will be. I also like my major, despite taking various types of shit for it. It might not be a "hard" science major, but I still get to have science as my focus and nobody is trying to break my spirit like it felt in pre-prof classes. Tonight I am going to see Madea's Family Reunion with some of the people on my floor. I am interested to see if I will actually be the only white person or not.
And now for a poll!!
If a boy says "Just let me know next time you want to cook something, i'll help you out. I love to cook actually" he actually means:
A) I think you would be a super friend and actually want to cook with you.
B) I don't actually know how to cook and want you to feed me.
C) I'm trying to segue into something more aka LOL SEX KTHANKS
D) I'm sorry, I'm gay.
Somebody should definitely answer this or I will be sad ):
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Friday, November 4th, 2005
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| Time: | 11:14 am. |
| Mood: |  okay. | | Music: | Time to Dance. |
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I bought Publix brand raisin bran...and they forgot to put the raisins in it. That and my pumpkin has fungus. I am annoyed.
Yesterday I went to the review for the calc test, and for the second time I heard a TA/tutor say it was ridiculous and not finish a problem because the number crunching/algebra was absurd. I want to lock Kozinski in a room full of scorpions.
Our floor is doing Thanksgiving next week because Cristina is weird and eats paella on Thanksgiving and has never had pumpkin pie. (+1 runon sentence point for me)
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Friday, September 9th, 2005
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| Time: | 10:22 pm. |
| Mood: |  lonely. |
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I know I'm an incredible wuss and all, but right now all I really want is a hug and for someone to tell me that I'm ok and everything else is going to be ok.
It is unfortunate there are only two or so people in all of Gainesville I would even feel comfortable hugging.
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It's Friday evening, I refuse to do homework. This is because I am stuipd, but that's nothing new. I feel like I should be trying something new, just because I can now. I think I'm much too lazy for that though, at least at the moment. I'm just tired, I hate having such an early class.
I ate ice cream today, thinking that I was imagining that my stomach is perpetually angry at lactose. I wasn't, which is unfortunate.
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Thursday, September 1st, 2005
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Ugh, fire inspection. They woke me up today, which just happens to be the day I can sleep in as late as I want, so they could stare at my multiplug and tell me to get out of bed and uplug my desk lamp. Then as I am crawling under my desk in a just-woken stupor, they leave. They didn't even stay too see if I actually uplugged it, which I didn't by the way. So basically that is the only thing they checked, even though they made a really big deal about all this shit. I am in violation with my cord and they didn't even look at it. Not to say that I'm not happy that they didn't, but they woke me up goddamnit.
Somebody left a big, nasty chunk of their weave in the bathroom. Now I have to go harass the bookstore over this OWL business. Loving it.
Edit:
$50 dollars for a fucking OWL access code. $50!?!
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Sunday, August 28th, 2005
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I have come to discover that taco bell is somehow a lot more filling than it should be.
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Friday, August 26th, 2005
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Metro>bus, hands down.
I have decided that after initial reluctance I have become oddly fond of these retarded dorm chairs. Also, it is much more enjoyable to eat whenever you want instead of when your family wants to. I almost feel guilty how much I am enjoying myself down here so far. I'm sure the work load will cure that fairly soon.
I despise 1st pd chem and I am still trying to find a way to weasel out of it, but it's not looking very promising. My roommate has friends up from Boca. They are not mean, but are simply very loud and exuberant. I, on the other hand, am very tired, and don't find tennis balls flying around my room nearly as amusing as they do.
My eye is also much better.
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Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005
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Well, I guess the exciting adventure that is college officially begins tomorrow. I have to say not being micromanaged by my parents all the time is a nice change. My dorm room is not anything spectacular, but it isn't really that bad either after spending what seemed like 39123928948 hours in walmart and lowes. My roommate is pretty cool, and is religious but in the non obnoxious way.
I keep running into people from Niceville, which is always interesting. Hung out with some old IB posse people and other random people these past couple of days. Although I waved to Neil at the food court and he kind of gave me an odd look, so I don't know if I creeped him out or what. Oh well.
I also have a nice, raging case of pink eye in my right eye. I visited the infirmary for 2 hours, which concluded with them giving me visine. What a waste of time. I also got a lecture because my blood pressure was a little elevated, even though I told them that I had just walked across the campus to get there, and that doctors make me nervous for whatever illogical reason.
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Thursday, August 11th, 2005
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My new laptop is shiny and has a 100 gig hard drive that I will never, ever be able to fill.
It also has a number of other powerful computing abilities that my type of computer usage doesn't need. At least it won't be obsolete too quickly. At least that is my logic on why I have this beast of a machine. Got some other nifty things too: printer, accessories, and the like.
Did I mention it was shiny?
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They've taught a cluster of rat neurons in a petri dish to fly an F-22 simulator program at the University of Florida. This is really neat, in that creepy sort of way. It's part of a project that is trying to integrate biological components into computers. I guess I should read more because I had no idea they were that far along in their research.
My brother says this new APUSH teacher is a joke. I say a mob of former students needs to tell him the way things ought to be done.
Leaving in nine days. Exciting, but I still have a lot of shit left to do.
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Thursday, July 28th, 2005
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| Time: | 5:38 pm. |
| Mood: | calm. |
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Anybody who thinks negative emotions aren't useful has never run three miles driven solely by spite.
Tired, but better now.
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| Time: | 12:08 am. |
| Mood: |  amused. |
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My roommate is jesusy. This should be fun all around.
My eyebrows, apparently, are what give me away as a chink.
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Wednesday, July 6th, 2005
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| Time: | 9:37 am. |
| Mood: | Holy crap. |
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I broke down and paid to hear my AP statistics grade.
I got a 5. I had to listen to it twice.
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Session MAY 2005
Name d, Stephanie
Category DIPLOMA
Subject Grade
2005 MAY ENGLISH A1 HL 5
2005 MAY SPANISH B SL 6
2005 MAY HIST.AMERICAS HL in ENGLISH 6
2004 MAY PSYCHOLOGY SL in ENGLISH 6
2005 MAY BIOLOGY EE in ENGLISH D
2005 MAY BIOLOGY HL in ENGLISH 5
2005 MAY MATH.METHODS SL in ENGLISH 5
2005 MAY THEORY KNOWL. TK in ENGLISH C
Additional/Extra subjects
None
EE/TOK points: 0
Total points: 33
Results: Diploma awarded
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| Time: | 9:31 am. |
| Mood: |  awake. |
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I just slept for 14 hours straight. It was fantastic. I also founds seatbelt bruises, which seems a little bit delayed. Joe quit, which I actually find somewhat amusing. Steph is much more devastated than I am.
Graduation tonight, which should be hot and boring and all number of wonderful things. Calc tomorrow and I don't remember anything. I guess that means it's time to study.
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So, the only new thing is exams. Exciting!
Math Methods: Paper 1, I destroyed. Paper 2 kicked me in the face and then laughed about it, except for the further statistics option, which I wasn't supposed to do but did anyway.
Statistics: I passed it. It was easy but I was apparently too braindead to five it that day. That and I didn't bother to study even though I should have.
English: The commentary passages were both good, and all commentaries are pretty easily bulshittable. I am grand master of IB bullshit, needless to say I think I did well on the prose. The Essay monday should be about the same.
In other news, always bring extra squirrels.
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