Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Green Beer, Sparkles, and Grandmas

It's been a while, I know.

So what's been going on in the other side of sanity since we last met? A fair amount, but nothing life changing. Or so it seems yet.

I think I'm happy. Things make me happy, I should say. People make me happy. But I'm not actualized yet. I guess that's something to live for, when things go down, as long as I believe that I can still actualize.

The boy, Doug, is something that often makes me happy. I'll admit it, I wasn't sure for a bit, that it would survive. But part's over now, I figure it's lasted this long, and I think we've gotten past at least one small hill. Plus the ride downhill is almost always worth the climb. :) I won't say that it will last forever, that would be way too presumptuous than I'm comfortable with. But in the meantime while it lasts we'll enjoy it and learn a bit from each other.

Oh yes, it's St. Patty's day. No green beer for me. But that's all right, I don't mind. What I do know is that I'm going to crack down on my residents straight out next year. See, I feel like my girls now get away with far too much, but at the same time they're pretty smart about it and able to get away with it, but STILL at the same time that all doesn't sit right with me. On the other hand, as of now my residents will all be freshmen honors chicas, completely different from my darling sparkly nightlife loving ladies. Or at least that's what stereotypes and experience tell me. So really I'll probably be able to crack down without actually cracking down.

Hmmm....in academic news, if I don't score well on this upcoming 'midterm' for Greek, Fr. Jim (the advisor for moi) will likely make me drop it. So no pressure or anything. He did say that he admired me for taking a class that was risky for my GPA but probably good for my education. Dr. Samples says I'm honest. I think Katherine thinks so too. Truthfully, I'm more honest with Samples than Katherine. For obvious reasons, though. It's all in the word choice, really. I'm just kinda hoping that Katherine reads between the lines I draw and sees me for what I am while still having a good portrait of who I am. OH yeah. I still have to take Christology. *sigh* I'll worry about that next year.

I really need to work out a bit more so I can feel good about dishing out the bucks for the bikini I bought. It's really incredibly vain of me...but I'm only going to be in my 20s once, and knowing my family history I'll only have a shot at a bikini-ready body while I'm in my 20s, so why not try and put the effort out now and then later be able to say that I got to enjoy it? (I've seen pictures of my grandma...she was drop dead gorgeous) I think the world may be corrupting my vision. But part of me thinks that part of the deal is that you're supposed to break a few of the rules when you're young, so that you have memories for when you're older and supposed to settle down. Because if you don't do it now, a 40 year old taking a joyride up the the quarry to get a little schwasted with some friends is just gross. It comes down to the feeling that I don't want to miss out on things and have regrets later. High school generated enough of those for me. I don't want college to go by the same way. Now, of course I'm not saying I'm going to abandon all of my morals. But I just want to...go out on a limb every now and again. I need more stories to tell my kids and grandkids anyway.

This year has gone by at breakneck speed. Especially compared to last year. I definitely don't want next year to go by this fast.

For now I'm going to bed, because I'm tired and will get up for breakfast. Woot.

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