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I did it!

Posted on 2006.10.04 at 21:46
Current Mood: excitedexcited
Have you ever had a goal, a seemingly auattainable goal, that you actually managed to attain?  It's such a great feeling, I just want to yell in everyone's face "I did it! Take that! etc, etc." 

The wort part though, is when you realize that now you've got another one right behind it, and this one will probably be even more difficult. 



Posted on 2006.10.04 at 15:14
Current Mood: cheerfulmuch better today
Current Music: looking for Unluckily, Number Seven
Last night some of my friends and I went down to our favorite coffee shop, like we do.  It's usually a pretty nice place to sit and talk, and occasionally meet interesting people. 

We're pretty much regulars there, along with some other groups we often see.  However, this is apparently not enough to keep them in the black.  So, they've started all these new gimmicks to get some fresh faces in there.  Last night was open mic night.  This was the first time I'd been to it,  (I don't make it out there many Tuesday nights.)  so I had no idea what to expect. 

Well it was pretty standard procedure to start with a few soloists, and a few bands.  Most were decidedly mediocre, but a few were actually surprisingly good.  This one band, Unluckily, Number Seven, was absolutely fantastic.  They started off with the usual drums, bass and 2 guitar.  While acoustic isn't usually my forte, I can tolerate it in doses, but I would have happily listened to them all night.  Anyway, after 4 songs, they switched to drums, bass, ukulele and tambourine.  Hilarious.  One just can't not chuckle at a ukulele.  Luckily, they didn't push it, and exited after that. (Some other performers had a habit of over-staying their welcome.) 

A few more performers, and then a number of the neighboring bar's patrons came in.  Open mic I can handle, drunken karaoke, I cannot. We left soon after they graced us with their presence, but stayed long enough to see one drunk girl fall stepping up onstage... in a mini-skirt... and that's it.  It was humorous, I won't lie, but I could have gone without seeing that.

water glass


Posted on 2006.10.02 at 22:22
Current Mood: pissed offpissed off
Current Music: Abort, Captain!
I am so tired of all the noise in the dorms!  Usually it takes me at least 3 days of being back here before wanting to slaughter everyone withing a 3 floor radius, but this time I'm ahead of schedule. 


Dorm, sweet, dorm.

Posted on 2006.10.02 at 10:21
Current Mood: exhaustedexhausted
Current Music: Death from Above 1979
I'm back in Rock Hill, after a much drama-filled weekend.  (I'll update on that when I get some free time.) 

Anyway, I spent the night at my parent's house and drove back early this morning.  (No one should ever drive away from a home-made southern breakfast!)  When I got back to my hall, I had to walk through a little group of hippies smoking up on the stairs.  Seriously.  Aside from the fact that it was only about 8:30, don't you people have rooms? 

No one ever said this was a conservative school. 


the police

Posted on 2006.10.01 at 09:21
Current Location: NC
Current Mood: amusedamused
Apparently there has been a recent outbreak of racing on one of the big residential streets near my parent's house.  (Teenagers these days with their fast cars and rock music! *Shakes Fist*)  So, the local police started leaving a cop car with a shooting dummy in the driver's seat.  It's a human shaped mannequin that they put a hat and glasses on, but it has no facial features, and they don't put clothes on it so it's white plastic all over.  Regardless, it looks real from a distance, so this has helped scare off the hoodlums, and doesn't require a real officer to waste his/her time. 

Anyway, my father saw some cop patrolling the neighborhood while he was out in the yard one evening.  (They've also had not one, but two recent TP-ings in a few blocks, *gasp* so the police are making their presence known.) He chatted with the cop for a while, and it turns out that while the mannequin-manned car had cut down the racers, it increased complaints filed against the force.  Multiple elderly women had called in to report that the 'officer' there was rude to them by ignoring them or not giving them directions. 


Make believe words

Posted on 2006.09.30 at 17:37
Current Location: NC
Current Mood: frustratedstill frustrated
I was out shopping with my mother this afternoon, and we were walking behind another mother/daughter duo as they passed a mannequin display with some rather unusual outfits.  The girls looks at them and says something along the lines of "That outfit with the green leggings is horrocious."

Of course, I looked at the figure in question and silently agreed.  Until I realize that horrocious isn't actually a word.  I thought it was very interesting that although this girl was basically speaking gibberish, everyone knew what she was trying to say. 

I just don't understand why, though there are so many excellent words in the English language, (many of which would have been fantastic to describe this flamboyant ensemble) she felt it necessary to make one up.  But at least she tried, and didn't just say "fugly" or something of the sort.


Home, sweet, what?

Posted on 2006.09.30 at 10:08
Current Location: NC
Current Mood: frustratedfrustrated
Current Music: Nothing, don't want to disturb anyone
I decided to go home this weekend, that is to say: to my parent's house back in NC.  I always forget how much nicer it is to be on my own until I go back and get bombarded with these rules that can really do without. 

It usually takes me a few days at least to remember why it's so lovely to have flown the coop (as it were) but I remembered rather quickly last night.  I was in my old room staying up late, trying to be quiet and not disturb anyone.  At about 2 AM my mother knocks on the door to see what I'm doing.  She apparently woke up for a trip to the wc and saw my light under the door.  So the most logical option was to come over and tell me to go to bed.  No, I wasn't keeping anyone awake, and no, I didn't have to be up early this morning, but apparently I have a bedtime again. 

It's the little things that grate on my nerves here. 



Posted on 2006.09.29 at 14:28
Current Mood: amusedPuppies put me in a good mood
Current Music: Death Cab
You know how guys often use the gimmick of keeping something cute like a baby or a puppy around so all the girlies will talk to them?  I have decided that I wholeheartedly support that. 

  • Easy ice breaker for those who want to break it
  • The boys get to talk to the pretty girls
  • The girls get to talk to the pretty boys
  • Everyone gets to watch cute puppies romp around.  Seriously, awwww. 


Just a little history on me

Posted on 2006.09.29 at 07:18
Current Mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
Current Music: Interpol
My problem is that I get totally obsessed with new things. As I went to bed, I could not stop thinking of all the things I wanted to update on my new LJ, and all the groups I could find new people with whom to talk. When I woke up, I couldn’t wait to come over and update, so that’s what I did.

I know all of the dozens, nay- dare I say, tens of people who will ever read my journaling are dying to know my background. Born and raised in a small North Carolina town, when it was time to go to college, I couldn’t wait to get out, so I moved all the way to Rock Hill, a small South Carolina town. I’m currently in my second year at Winthrop University as a history major. I’m really interested in linguistics, so I think I might explore that in grad school. This tiny school doesn’t have a linguistics major… or a foreign language major, or a German major. There are some plusses to a small school, but class selection is not one of them.

I love writing, and I’ve always got interesting (well, I think they are) stories to share, as I’m sure my aforementioned future readers will love to hear. Eventually, I will get around to posting those.

I also enjoy to chatting, so if anyone ever wants to, just aim InstantWit. As a side note, I hate how LJ is too cool for capitalization so I get to be instan twit. That was not my intention.


Why hello there

Posted on 2006.09.29 at 00:52
Current Mood: excitedexcited
I've had journals on other sites before, but I'm really tired of all the drama involved when people actually know you. I really just want to find some people with similar interests, and who can carry on a conversation. Preferably someone who doesn't use abbreviations like "u" and "4."

I'm hesitant to say too much about who I really am, because I don't want people I know to find me. I know the internet is large enough place that it's really not that likely, but I'd rather be safe than stalked.

Don't get the wrong impression here, I'm not running from anything. I just want to get away from all the "I cannot believe you can tell your issues to the internet, but you can't just tell me" and "I saw what you said about X, I'm going to mad at you on her behalf" etc, etc. Sometimes it's just nice to be able to let everything out where you know you can get feedback if you want it, and you can get a real outsider's perspective on your life but you don't have to hold back in order to keep from offending someone.

I want to be able to let out my snide remarks and offhanded comments, don't hold me back!