Alabama.

The number of deaths from a massive and destructive tornado in Alabama is up to over 230. I watched a video clip of the storm and my mind was blown by the immensity of it! Please pray for the families who lost loved ones, and all lose who lost all of their material possessions as well! The weather has been yucky here, but we should all be very grateful that our family and friends are safe!

LOG LEVEN. April 21, 2011

Today, we all broke up into our groups and got to work!
Group Oil sat in silence as we were all diligently getting our website in top conditions.

The rest of the class seems to be working very hard as well.
McArdle has shown some students their grades and how many blogs/comments they have posted so far in the semester. There should be 32 blog posts as well as 32 comments, so if you're below that number...GET TO POSTING!

On another note, I've been looking up a lot of whale pictures:

R1V3R M0N$T3R$!

Ignore that title. I've just always wanted to try typing something like that.
Just bought an energy drink, sat down to do some of my business law case review, and flipped on the show 'River Monsters' which plays on the Animal planet (a.k.a. the only station me & the roomie's TV is ever on)

If you've never had the pleasure of watching River Monsters, I'm really sorry. It's a great show.
River Monsters is hosted by the badass, Jeremy Wade. Jeremy Wade travels the World and explores fresh water wildlife mysteries and myths. He even goes into folklore of certain areas. Anyhow, he finds a bunch of scary and dangerous 'river monsters' and educates you about them at the same time. CONVENIENT!

I suggest if any of us ever have free time again, you sit down and give it a looksie!
Have a good tuesday, and a GREAT wednesday classmates/teacher!

LOG TEN. Tuesday April 19, 2011

It's raining today, and we're all sitting here in English class. Two of my favorite things.
So far today,
-McArdle has tried to make Tom smile/laugh.
-Amanda read her logs, we all clapped
- and we learned about course evaluations that we'll do next week. Mwahahahahahahaahah!!!
Now we're all going into our separate groups to work on our multimodal projects! Go group OIL ALL DUH WAYYYY! (And good luck to everyone else!)

Going back to Oahu. Don't expect to see me in class Tuesday. That is all.

Giving up!

I'm really trying, despite what every teacher I have may think.
I do care, and put effort into my assignments, but the comments always involve the words: 'disappointed' ''try harder' 'care' 'not giving your best' 'expected more'

I don't know what to do anymore? I've been discouraged to the point of hopelessness.
I'll be failing my classes, losing scholarships, moving home, hell...I'm probably not even caught up on my blogs I've posted.

I know this is a bunch of ranting, but I don't know how to get this stress off of my shoulders. I've prayed and prayed and prayed, talked to advisers, and even tried meeting with my teachers outside of class. It's like I've come to the end of the road.
I really hope you guys are not nearly as stressed! Love you classmates!

Facebook DRAAAMMMAAA

Never thought I'd be involved in any.
But yesterday must have been my lucky day, because I was called some of the nastiest names someone could think of.
And for what?
Sticking up for someone.
My facebook 'friend' Justin started posting a video of him beating the tar out of my friend Luke, on EVERYONE'S wall. I'm talking about completely wailing on him (I couldn't even watch the video when I realized what it was because it was that bad) So I asked Justin if he could maybe not post that on everyone's facebook wall, seeing as I thought it was very rude and hurtful towards Luke.

NEGATORY!!!

I guess my request called for immature personal attacks towards me.
Bravo Justin, when we meet up for an asshole competition, you'll probably beat me :(

Jesse McCartney?

What in the World?
My youtube account suggested the video 'Shake' by Jesse McCartney, for me....
This song hasssss got to be about weed. no doubt.
BUT, besides that point, is the fact that he looks really creepy in this video.
WHAT ARE THOSE HOOCHIES DOING?!?!

Insane. My mother would kill me if I were shaking my spandex covered butt around Jesse McCartney's slicked back hair.
The video looks a little ridiculous. My youtube account definitely failed at suggesting this time.

The video is linked above, if you dare to watch.

McArdle

used to put videos of himself in papers he sent back after grading. From what I saw it's McArdle sitting in an office room, wearing a baseball cap, probably yelling at the student writer.

Scary. I'm kindof glad Blackboard doesn't support those videos.

I've also noticed McArdle uses his hands A LOT while talking. He reminds me of my friend Kenny, who we all call 'Kenny Cuphands'

Kenny cuphands always uses grand hand gestures, but never removes his hand from the cupped position. It doesn't matter what he's doing, waving HANDS CUPPED, pointing to something outside HANDS CUPPED, hugging someone HANDS CUPPED, even when he's simply talking to you HANDS CUPPED! He's crazy. The fact that his hands are never uncupped, is in itself CRAZY.

Lesbeonist.

That research paper snuck up and bit me in the ass.

I just don't think I know how to manage time. At all.
I make lists and lists, and alarms, and facebook events for myself, yet I still cannot manage time.
I always end up, looking at celebrities' physical defects, shopping online, or organizing my drawers.....none of which are necessary.

I guess I will just have to accept I'll never graduate or land a permanent job.
Life is looking way up right now :/

Accounting Club.

James Franco knows as I feel. In this picture he's probably attending real life accounting club.


Accounting Club is seriously one of the lamest things I've experienced in my life - and I've been through a lot of lame things.
In case no one knows (which is very likely), Ball State's Accounting Club meets every Monday at 4pm in WB 144. At these meetings, students sit silently, while listening to various speakers who have knowledge of accounting talk for an hour.
Today I went, and a part of my soul died.
This is a summary of the meetings:
"sdfghjklxdcfvgbhnjmkNumberssdfghjksdfghAuditingxcvbnmfghdfghjklbalancesheetszkmlasdfghjkZxcvbnm,kjhgfdsazsxcdfvgbhjklkjnbgvfcDebitasdfghjkl;Creditzsxcdtfvjmko,sdfghjjjjjjjjjPayrollExpensexcvbnmdsfgbnmblaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhCPA...Boringborinboringboringboooorrring.

It's tough to handle.

Exercise

I've determined i need to get a lot healthier, and in a lot better shape. I feel it'd make me much happier.

Unfortunately, I have zero motivation, and I'm tragically lazy.
Hopefully over summer I can get into another aerobics class or something, or get up in the gym working on my fitness.


We'll see if this ever happens though.

The Best Afternoon Ever!

Well I woke up a little late, went and got lunch at Noyer, and now I'm going to lay down for a nap and cuddle with my boyfriend Justin Timberlake.

It amazes me how he chose to be with a simple ol' girl like me...but I guess it was meant to be.

OKAY. In reality i'm just exhausted from last night's festivities and I'm watching Alpha Dog in my friend's bed....but it'd be nice if Justin Timberlake was actually here snuggling...very nice.
But I guess a girl can dream = ]

Have a good weekend classmates!

WARNING: If you're faint of heart DO NOT read this blog...

Recently I discovered something very disturbing: HAIRY TONGUE.

I mean I don't personally have it, but my friends told me about the condition the other day, and it's disgusting.
Hairy tongue is the condition of staining the papillea on one's tongue and is caused by an overgrowth of bacteria or yeast in the mouth. How does this happen you may ask? Many things cause this, but smoking and chewing tobacco can expedite the growth.

I was shocked when I heard about this, so I had to google image it right away. The picture in my bog is what popped up. OH EM GEE. NEVER wanting this to happen...blaaaaaahhhhggghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

Diet Mtn Dew

Is THEE best soft drink ever made!

I swear zero calories and all that delicious flavor! I normally don't drink cokes, but I sometimes guiltily treat myself to a diet mtn dew. It has the great taste of half mountain dew, half cardboard, and I know it's strange, but it's the perfect combination in a drink!

My grandma just gave me 6 bottles of it when she visited last weekend so I get to enjoy it even more often! Oh grandma, she knows the ways to my heart <3

El Library

At Club Bracken, studying with my friend Miss Alyssa. Hopefully I can add some more material to my research paper tonight (it's much needed!) I'm sorry that it'll most likely be too late for my intensive review tomorrow!

I'm actually really scared of the intensive review. I'm not good at constructive criticism, and I have a feeling Mcardle's words will pierce me like knives. It's not that I dislike our teacher at all, it's just I get really intimidated. Hopefully tomorrow I can hold back my tears, and sit at an angle that won't reveal my flushed/clamy face to the entire classroom.

Wish me luck!

my roommate

kept having sex all weekend, preventing me from being in MY room too!

I've been so so extremely exhausted this past week and all I really wanted was to have one weekend that I could just lazzze around and bum in my room. I didn't get that though because her boyfriend and her wanted to have loud sex on OUR futon all weekend.

Whatever gross college life, I'm seriously throwing in the towel.

I lost..

My school ID and keys at an apartment in Kalamazoo somewhere = [

That's ninety dollars for a replacement. Do I have that money? No, not in the least bit, ut I guess I'll be heading to Lucina to get a new ID, and using my tax return for keys tomorrow.

Sometimes, life sucks.

And we're back.

Back at school, eating ramen noodles at my desk.

Life is not good.
I have so so much homework due this week, gag me.

Good luck class!

Mountains & MethHeads!

So, I just got back from my spring break trip to Bryson City N.Carolina!

LET ME TELL YOU.
it was a blast!!!! No exaggeration, but probably one of the best trips I've been on to date.

7 friends and I headed out from Evansville and thankfully survived the 7 hour car ride through some of the sketchiest places I have ever seen.
We got to our Cabin in the mountains, aptly nicknamed 'funland' and the activities commenced!

We went hiking, spent a day in Gatlinburg, partied far too much, and took full advantage of the hottub on our front deck. It was amazing, so I hope everyone else's break has been just as enjoyable!!!

buzz.

I cut off all my hair, nobody liked it.

But guess what? I LOVE it! I'm so excited to have to do nothing to my hair! Also I'll stop showering as often because my hair won't look as nasty! SCOOOOOORRREEEE.

Saw a Cute Puppy & Cute old people

This Saturday, I traveled to Greensburg to Ashli's house so she could get some papers from home. While on my first trip to Greensburg, I meet Mom and new puppy Khloe, two little brothers, Dad, Stepmom, Aunt, niece, and Grandma and Grandpa. It was a lot to take in. I felt as if I were Ashli's new boyfriend coming home to meet the family.

But everyone was adorable, and I even got a free meal! In the end, it was a very enjoyable trip, and I'm glad I got to visit the town of Greensburg!

Wedding shows = shit fest. Hence why I am completely and utterly aggravated after watching them. I really don't have problems with weddings themselves. They're great. There's booze, celebration, those neat mints that melt in your mouth, and single people realizing they're not amounting to much in their family's eyes. I really only have beef with what weddings lead to: marriage. I guess it's finally time for me to admit that no, I do not want to commit my life to another human being. I could totally accept bonding myself to a dog, or a really comfortable beanbag chair, but not another person for the rest of my years. I could never see myself being married to a human being, let alone a male, and having a long, healthy, and nonviolent life together.

As I sat stewing in my dislike for the cable providers choice of shows , along with the creepy bond that is marriage, I realized something. A husband may be a beneficial thing. Now I say beneficial, and not enjoyable, because I foresee a lot of downsides in a husband as well. But, trying to be an optimist, I put together a list of why I should go Pro-Marriage.

Let's be a Wife List:

1. I don't know...maybe we'd fall in love?

2. I could talk to my Preacher about sex, without having that sinful feeling, which is really similar to diarrhea.

3. Well for that matter, sex in general.

4. Maybe we'd get a vegetable steamer as a wedding shower gift. Then I could make veggies, and we could be one of those healthy modern couples.

5. Maybe we'd get an industrial sized can of liquid cheese as a wedding shower gift. Then I could secretly pour it over my veggies, while still making husband eat healthy in order to take advantage of his body.

6. Sex

7. I never really enjoyed trivial tasks like turning off the light when getting ready for bed, fetching a diet soda from the fridge, mowing the lawn, and showering. Husband could do that all for me. People in love do that stuff.

8. Sex

9. I don't have to go to the movies, baseball games, arcades, stores, rollerblading, bike riding, fake car shopping, to the hookah bar, fake pet shopping, or out to eat by myself anymore. It's been a lonely past few years.

10. I'd finally have a changed relationship status on facebook.

I don't know. This has been a very ranty post so I tried to end it on a positive note. I guess I'm off to flipping through channels again.

NAILS!

So, my friend Ashli and I always paint our nails. (at least weekly, if not more)
Today I tried this style I saw someone wearing in cosmo mag. It did NOT turn out well.
My fingers almost always end up looking like old zombie fingers. Not quite the look I was going for.
I just want my nails to look feminine, so I look put together when everything else in my life is not.
If you girls or guys have any nice nail painting suggestions, I'd love to hear them!

School

Guess what? I'm not motivated for it at all.
I'm kind of just sitting a little below the center of performance.
Not trying to hard, but getting by.
Accounting is just not something I will want to do forever, or even now for that fact.
But, I've already committed myself to this, and have to stick with it.

I hear all my friends being in all of these classes they really enjoy and get a lot out of, but not me.
I just sit there and watch the clock.

I hope it'll get better with the warmer weather. sigh....

Home James!

This weekend I got to go home! This feeling is better than skipping classes!

It's so nice outside too! I just went to my backyard in jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt and it wasn't cold at all! Bonus: There's no snow anywhere, and there's actually sun!

This just makes me miss home more though, it's tough being about 5 hours away and never knowing when the next time you'll see your family or precious dog is. Hopefully next year when I get my own house in Muncie Ashton, my dog, can come live with me 24/7! We'll have great times: snuggling, he'll sit on my laptop while I'm trying to work, and he can just look at me and makes things better when I'm all stressed out.

On a more educational note: I've not finished my first draft of my annotated bib., and in all seriousness it's really difficult to concentrate on while I'm visiting home.

Have a great weekend classmates!

Made of Money.

I am not.
This past week I have been trying almost anything to get a couple bucks. I said ALMOST anything! I mean I've sold clothing, shoes, hats, purses, and jewelry! All of which things I love and were hard to part with, but it was work the 12 dollars I made at plato's closet = [

I'm about to just go donate plasma or a liver or something, but I'm sure my health isn't up to standards to be a donor. We all know my liver is SHOT and I'm sure all other vital organs are on the rocks as well.

My next consideration was hustling and being a drug dealer, but I've seen my friends do this, and I'm frankly just not sneaky enough. I'm very loud and I think my facial piercings and pink hair would be distinguishable characteristics for the police.

I came to last resorts and filled out like 3 job apps. this week. NOT FUN, but if you have any suggestions I'd love some input and help!

Love Update

So, my crush invited to me to that party right?

My friends and I went, and my Ex was there. Dear Lord, it was awkward.
But, my crush hugged me and said we needed to hang out again. Weekend complete.

Also completing the weekend was my great addiction to Goodwill. I got sooooo many articles of clothing. Classmates, you'll see me sporting newish outfits soon!

Love Update!

My crush told me about a party to go to tomorrow, asked if I was interested? Hell yes.

Taking some friends. Should be fun!
Hope your weekends will be awesome English Class!

What we thought about tonight..

I met my classmate's twin. Holla!
My friend beat teen pregnancy! Happy 20th!
I reserved my place in the Wino Club with my alcoholic Godmother tonight.
She'll be proud. Don't worrry.
I force fun upon everyone.
I wanna be the odd one out.

par tee

This weekend is my roommate's bestfriend's (joselyns's) 20th birthday. I'm completely pumped because we're getting up Saturday morning and going to decorate Jos's apartment while she's meeting her mom in Indy for lunch.

Our decorations were purchased on budget, but still rock.
They consist of: GIANT Hannah Montana Balloon, that sings 'Best of Both Worlds' when you hit it.
Two smaller happy Birthday balloons.
100's of feet of purple, yellow, and rainbow striped streamers.
Birthday banner.
approx. 50 photo-shopped pictures of Jos.
A 4 layer cake: pink, brown, pink, brown.
Pink icing and chocolate chips!
Other beverages.

After we decorate, we're going to 'chill-out' for a while, and go fill our faces at Teppinyaki!!!!! It's what I'm getting through the week for.
When our bellies are filled to the brim we've decided to plan a scheduled 'naptime' so we can have enough energy for the night.

A fun time will be had by all. You should come out!

Double Rainbow All The Way!

I really hope all of you have seen that youtube video, if not, please go see it.

Anyhow, it's a lazy Sunday. I actually missed church this morning due to 'sickness' = [ But the roommate and I went to get lunch at Woodworth (I ate around 12 lbs. of Nachos) ,and then we came back and clean sweeped the room. Now I am stuck in a Youtube trance once again. This happens about twice a week. I just lay on the floor and youtube anything and everthing I can possibly think of.

First I watched the Double Rainbow video: 'Double Wainbow all da way!'

Next I watched Greyson Chance, a brilliant 13 yr. old piano player and singer, who actually got signed onto Ellen Degeneres' label!

Up next I watched a TON of Keenan Cahill videos. He's that adorable little 15 year old boy who lip syncs to songs and makes amazing facial expressions. 50 Cent actually stopped by and made a video with him after he became such a viral sensation.

Then I watched Marcel the Shell With shoes On, which always always always makes me smile.

I then wrapped up this youtube session with some cat videos! Of Course!

LOVE UPDATE.

Future Husband (a.k.a. my crush) said my hair looked good today in poetry class. He wants me to wear it like that at our wedding.

Slumber Party?

Nope, in reality it's just me and two of my girlfriends passed out in my dorm room tonight. We all look very charming in our sweat pants and old club t-shirts, sprawled across the floor, futon, and bed. We've finally settled from a night of chilling, and I have a feeling we're all going to be pretty sluggish when getting up for church in the morning.

The movie 'Honey' is playing on the TV on top of the mini fridge, I can look down on it from my lofted bed. I just remembered I have that on VHS in my bedroom back home. AHHH HOME. I Miss my dog, I miss my Shelby, and my queen sized bed. Almost two years of dorm living is about to get the best of me.

My tiny dorm room looks like a miniature version of the huge kids rooms in the condo's my family used to rent in Florida. Miniature scaled rooms. Strange. It makes me recall an episode of House Hunters International where the kids bedroom was just a hole in the wall containing beds in the parents' room. How creepy would that be? Being in your parents bedrooms all the time, weird. Parents rooms are weird period. Sometimes the word period is weird. If you're a dude.

Going to sleep now.

Danger!Fire!

Being a business major, it's required I take ISOM135 ( an information systems class). If you've not taken this class, I'll let you in on a little secret : it's disgustingly boring. An hour and fifteen minutes of hiding behind unresponsive computer screens and feeling your eyes literally glaze over, slowly turning into small glassed pieces of candy.

I know myself. I know I am inpatient and sarcastic, which is why my professor may be the hindering point of my classroom experience. He draws out his lectures like a funeral march with a few too many measures. He also has a habit of asking rhetorical questions which is like enabling the smart-ass I can sometimes be. My usual class routine is to sit in front of my notebook, doodling, copying the PowerPoint slides, and slightly paying attention to what the class is being told, but today was different.

He said something that struck me. Something I related to more than I feel like I should have.

"You will spend almost your entire life putting out fires."

Plain and simple. He was referring to us all one day being put in a managerial position, but mistakenly that's not the way it registered with me.

I have spent my whole life putting out fires; extinguishing problems and smothering the embers of confrontation before they inflame. I'm not sure if it's because of the way I grew up, or the household and housemates I was attached to? It could be a natural response of mine, or I could just have a really warped personality. I'm still trying to figure out this self-realization. One thing I was kind of, sort of, pretty positive about was that I wanted to change this aspect of me. Now please don't get me wrong. In no way do I want to become this disputing monster, that seeks for a battle in every encounter, but I'd like to not be afraid if it does happen.

Everyday when I wake up I want to choose life. Life with all it's imperfections and arguments. I'd like to throw away the timid girl I rely on for safety, and have the bravery to be curious. Curious enough to investigate things and people alike. Today I have realized that I've held myself back from so many answers for fear of asking the wrong questions. What's a slip of the tongue to a slip of the mind? I will not spend my entire life putting out these figurative fires. As I thought about my new motto, I was reminded of the representation of the Phoenix, who burns up in flames, but then dauntlessly rises from the ashes. Life should mimic that you know? No apprehension to challenge the norm or what you're leery of. If a theoretical fire of dispute or problems flares up, just know that you will most definitely rise from the ashes with something gained. The wager may be high, but you will walk away with a prise of experience, education, and satisfaction.

I realize this blog may not be relevant to many, but it struck a chord with me. I felt I needed to write this insight down. Make it more permanent than maybe just a new years goal jotted down in my head.

RINGIN' IN THE NEW SEMESTER!

Classmates, this semester has started off with a bang! It has indeed been 'banging' thus far, and it's mainly for one reason. My crush is in my poetry class! He sat next to me, and I'm sure we made a really deep connection.

First he took out his earbuds and said, 'Hey'.

Then I cleared my throat and said, 'Hi'.

Class went on, and I glanced at him being really cute among other things. Then I sat, trying to maintain good posture, and keep my boobs looking nice in my blouse. I think I succeeded.

That was Monday. I smiled as I walked out of Robert Bell, thinking about what season our wedding would be in.

Wednesday, two o'clock, and it's poetry time! Today our class had to pass copies of a poem we'd written to everyone in the room. I was sure his was going to be brilliant. He looks like someone that could cook up a nice poem, with perfect stanzas. A poem containing end stops and enjambments placed in the most entricate places. I knew it would present words and imagery that would make me short of breathe. Hopefully no one would notice my respiratory attack as he read aloud in the front of the room.

He stepped to the front of the class, pushed his hair off of his forehead, and smiled just on one side of his mouth. This was it, I was ready to hear excellence flow out of his writing. His first line: ' You're giving birth to gummy bears '. I'm in love.

I'll keep you all posted on our progress.

(Listening to Donna Lewis - I love You Always Forever. How could I not be optimistic?)