Tuesday, October 5, 2004

New Quiz//Test
There's a really good personality test at this one site. If you go to the quiz results, it's at the very top right now. It's very accurate and gives you statistics. See for yourself.
P.S. On the last post, I was talking about how I didn't laugh at the Saturday Night Live skit. Don't think it's cause of lack of sleep. I just really don't find a lot of stuff "funny". Amusing, maybe, but even then I don't really laugh.

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Bad sense of humour I guess..
Today in US History we were watching some Saturday Night Live skits of presidential debates and such and Natalie looks over at me and says, "Bekka, you're not laughing!" "It's not that funny.." "Yes it is, it's funny!" I just shrugged.
I forgot about Eric, Jennifer and Penny the other day when I was counting the people I talk to. That's eleven. I really only talk to them in the morning and.. don't really talk to them much. Probably listen more than talk. That makes 10 fingers and a toe for the record.
How am I gonna stay up until 11 tonight to watch the Vice Presidential debate? Mr. Hils wants us to watch them and I want to watch them but that makes my day a 21 hour day. I'm exhausted as it is. Oh well. I've got homework to do.

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Post Script
Last night I had a dream that I wanted to cry. I wanted to cry so hard, but I couldn't. Not a tear would come from my eyes. I couldn't cry. What does that mean...

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   Bad day ahead
As if it isn't bad enough that I can only sleep 5 hours at a time, but I went to bed at 9 and I've been awake since a little before 2 this morning. I tossed and turned for almost 3 1/2 hours before my alarm clock was about to go off and I just got up and went on with it. For breakfast I'm finishing the other half of my Nouriche and bagel.. No I couldn't finish it yesterday. I have a very small appetite.
It's 42* here right now, but 38* wind chill.
Oh, and I was misinformed. The Vice Presidential debates are tonight. Friday is the second Presidential debates I guess. We're off... on Friday.. In service day Friday and Monday.
[sigh] I feel sick. I think I'm gonna try and sleep until 7. Not that it'll do me much good. Chances of me sleeping anymore before 9 or 10 this evening [maybe later] is slim to none. I might sleep during class but.. that wouldn't do me much good though. [shakes head] Missing stuff in class is critical when you have 90 minute classes. Why does life suck so bad sometimes?

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Monday, October 4, 2004

Post Script
Today I counted in my head the number of people I talk to in a day. Patrick, one, Alison, two, Catherine, three, Natalie, four, Brittany, five, Chad, six, and Daniel indirectly. Seven. That's seven people I talk to at school in a day. That's progress from Freshman year. It probably would be three or four if Catherine hadn't of come last year. Sometimes when Catherine talks to Paul, I sort of say a few words to him, that's eight. You can count that on your two hands. Say much? [No pun intended.]

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Kokoro no Hogosha Matataku
I made a slight change in my character planning. The main character for my graphic novel is going to be someone I made up over the summer. I did a sketch of him today since I only had a doll of him before. Here he is. I still need a sketch of Matataku and Redd's friend though. [blink] I'll probably still call him Cherubino though.

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   Do I really want to make this entry...?
I've little enthusiasm for making posts. Not like I have anything to say these days. I have my doubts people regularly read my posts anyhow.
I got home and heated up some green peas. That was my lunch. At 3. Hm.
Depression has set in and made its tight grip known. In US History, what was once my favorite class but not anymore, we got assigned seating. Why? Because people can't shut their yaps and pay attention enough to pass a test. It was a tough test, and I didn't do that well on it either, but I wasn't the one babbling when Mr. Hils was trying to teach either. Why does everyone have to suffer because of a handful of people? If they're failing becaue they're talking, it's their own faults. I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but when I was a freshman I looked up to juniors and seniors, but now that I am a junior and see how immature 95% of juniors and seniors are, I'm somewhat disappointed. I don't even look up to the seniors anymore. It's pretty pathetic. When're they gonna grow up and get serious about life? Sure, you only live once, but like I've said, that means you only have one chance to get it right.

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   Monday ...
This is going to be a short week. We get off this Friday and Monday [not today obviously]. I think they're both in service days. Breakfast is good. Blueberry bagel with a strawberry Nuriche [breakfast smoothie]. This morning is freezing. It's 45*F, tonight it's supposed to drop to 35*. [shudder] I've started sleeping in long-sleeves. I always layer though. Even in the summer. I get so cold too easily. I'll probably completely freeze all day though, the high is 68*, but if the school doesn't shut their stupid air conditioning off it'll probably be 50-some in the building. There's a frost advisory for tonight though. Who'd of thought? With this front moving through the winds are supposed to pick up today, but I guess it's moving through pretty quickly.
Ah great, there was a body found in the Ohio River. When does it ever stop? Somebody is murdered everyday here in Cincinatti. Not that it's strange. I'm sure it's worse in a lot of places, but Cincinatti used to be like the 3rd worst city for murder crimes or something like that.
Friday is the Vice Presidential debate, I can't wait to see that. It'll be interesting, even though it won't effect the Presidential elections unless one of them really messes up bad. It would suck if either were to do that though, enough to screw up their partners' election. That would really suck.

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Sunday, October 3, 2004

   Random thought..
I don't know how to communicate my feelings really well. Every time I try, I turn back and say it doesn't sound the way it feels, so I forget about it and hold it all in. That's sort of happening right now and it's a little frustrating to be honest.
Minor set back, possibley a huge change in plans. The University of Cincinatti, which is obviously much closer than Texas A&M, ranks as the 3rd best Architectural schooling whereas A&M ranks 10th ... I wanted to get away from my family by going down to Texas A&M, but now I suppose I'm staying because getting the better education for my career is more important than personal feelings. Besides, if it's in Cincinatti, I'll probably be living in an apartment closer to college because of the winter storms here. I'm not driving 20 miles+ to get to school on roads with half an inch of ice all over them. It's still close enough to visit though I guess. Guess you could say, "So close, yet so distant" to describe the situation. Yes. I think that's what I'll do.

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   What NOT to do on a bike ride...
I went for a motorcycle ride with Pim and Joe, the neighbor. If you like hanging on to the sissybar, if it's windy and you're going up hills, don't. It kills your back. Fighting against the wind, accelerating at 5MPH [and you're already going 45] and going up a hill, you feel like you're gonna die. I eventually got tired of fighting to stay upright, so I just grabbed onto Pim's sweater and it was so much easier after that. I don't know why I didn't do it in the first place. It was a nice ride though. We stopped down at Rabbit Hash, a tiny place that's just like 4 little stores, one of them is from like 1831, next to the river and out of the way where motorcyclists sort've crongregate themselves for a coke, hotdog and chat, I guess. We didn't stay long, just long enough for Pim to smoke his cigerette and a chance to rest. I wore my YGO shoes and I accidentally hit the back pipe [I can't remember what it's called now that I have to think about it] with my shoe and it melted some of the rubber on the bottom onto the pipe. Poor new shoes.

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