I wrote this Facebook note a couple of weeks ago, and figured I'd copy it here for whoever reads this. I got tagged in a couple of "25 Things Notes" so I figured, "Why not?" Except that I didn't realize how hard it would be to come up with 25 things about myself! What does that say about me? Should I be worried?
It took me two days to think of 25 things about myself.
1. I really want to work at a truck-stop, classicy-diner-type place for a couple of months in my life. I want to do nothing other than pour coffee and ask people about their day, FOR MONEY.
2. My grandmother’s nickname for me was “Busy Beth.” I really worry that someone will turn that into something dirty one day. Seriously, guys. Don't do it. Not cool.
3. I’m pretty sure I’m done dying my hair, but I still wonder what it would be like if I went blonde. Not now, but when my hair is longer.
4. I not-so-secretly love 80’s Rock music. Metallica, Whitesnake, Skid Row, Dire Straits, Guns n’ Roses, and AC/DC; just to name a few.
5. I have VERY eclectic tastes in just about everything but food.
6. Speaking of food, I recently discovered that Pace now makes Extra Mild salsa, and am excited to try it.
7. I do not have a driver’s license as of yet. This WILL be remedied at Spring Break.
8. My laptop is named Bert. Bert is covered in stickers.
9. I liked college at first, but now I’m so ready to be done it’s not even funny.
10. My two favorite personality types in guys are “sweet, funny and a little shy” and “lovable asshole.”
11. I want a tattoo for my 22 birthday.
12. My favorite TV show on the air right now is Supernatural. I love it, but refuse to let myself become one of those people that let it consume them.
13. I love clowns, always have. I will never see “It,” lest Stephen King rip that part of my childhood from my heart.
14. I have finally decided that I think I want to work for NASA doing one of the “fake” jobs. Like PR, or legal. Something that doesn’t involve math, but I can still say I work for NASA.
15. I wish my sister was my best friend. I’m not sure I actually have a best friend right now. (Qualified applicants may inquire within.)
16. I love Texas, but I would like to escape and move to Washington, DC or Chicago.
17. I doubt that I will ever use my Russian.
18. I love fire! It is so fun to set fireworks off and make things explode! Even when you seriously injure a finger.
19. Being allergic to things makes me feel special.
20. I am 20, and it feels so good not to be a teenager anymore.
21. I know way more about dentistry than a non-dentistry student of my age should. This stems from having near-constant problems for 18 years straight.
22. One of the main reasons I picked UNT was that I liked the green and white color scheme.
23. My favorite place to go on vacation is my mom’s hometown, Fairhope. I used to have the best time there.
24. My ultimate goal in life is to get married and have kids. Lots of money would be a big plus, but I recognize that there is more to life than money itself.
25. My personal philosophy on life is “It’s nice to be nice.”
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Damien
I am not very interesting. I acknowledge this fact. I am a law-abiding, clean-and-sober college student. This does not make me lame, as my cousin told me, just boring.
Being boring, I feel I have a dilemma. I don’t want the blog to be boring, but this update a semester business is ridiculous. So I from time to time, I will blog about my friends. To protect the innocent and unwillingly shield the guilty, one such friend shall henceforth be known as Damien (like the devil-child from the Omen). You’ll see why.
Damien is a mess. Quite simply, he is a hot. Ghetto. MESS. He drinks, smokes, imbibes various illegal substances, and takes booty-calls from bartenders in committed relationships. His immorality is not the problem though.
Damien’s problem stems from his amorality. He does not know right from wrong. Like a small child he must be told “no” periodically to keep him from imploding his life and wrecking it even more than it already is. This is eternally frustrating to those of us that know Damien well enough that he will confide in us. Me, (thank God!) not so much, but my good friend Damien’s Human Conscience, is near-constantly being called and more disturbingly, being paid impromptu visits by Damien. DHC did not sign up for this. I feel for him, but I also worry about myself. Come May, DHC moves away and severs all contact with Damien.
Damien is under the mistaken impression that I hate him. This is not the case. Damien drains me. It is physically exhausting because I truly care about his well-being, and no matter what you say to him, he NEVER changes.
I worry that when DHC moves away Damien will latch onto me for direction. He knows where I live, is friends with my roommate, and once felt comfortable enough with me to ask to borrow heels for one of his cross-dressing adventures. Thankfully, I didn’t have anything that “worked for him.”
In some respects, it is tempting to think it would be easier for everyone involved if Damien fell off the face of the earth. At the same time, people would worry about him. Damien went incommunicado for a weekend and people worried about him, not a ton, but perhaps more than they should. Damien is the perfect storm of dysfunction. I do care, and I do want him to be stable and pull himself out of the hole he’s in. But at the same time I don’t want him to pull me or any of my friends down with him.
Being boring, I feel I have a dilemma. I don’t want the blog to be boring, but this update a semester business is ridiculous. So I from time to time, I will blog about my friends. To protect the innocent and unwillingly shield the guilty, one such friend shall henceforth be known as Damien (like the devil-child from the Omen). You’ll see why.
Damien is a mess. Quite simply, he is a hot. Ghetto. MESS. He drinks, smokes, imbibes various illegal substances, and takes booty-calls from bartenders in committed relationships. His immorality is not the problem though.
Damien’s problem stems from his amorality. He does not know right from wrong. Like a small child he must be told “no” periodically to keep him from imploding his life and wrecking it even more than it already is. This is eternally frustrating to those of us that know Damien well enough that he will confide in us. Me, (thank God!) not so much, but my good friend Damien’s Human Conscience, is near-constantly being called and more disturbingly, being paid impromptu visits by Damien. DHC did not sign up for this. I feel for him, but I also worry about myself. Come May, DHC moves away and severs all contact with Damien.
Damien is under the mistaken impression that I hate him. This is not the case. Damien drains me. It is physically exhausting because I truly care about his well-being, and no matter what you say to him, he NEVER changes.
I worry that when DHC moves away Damien will latch onto me for direction. He knows where I live, is friends with my roommate, and once felt comfortable enough with me to ask to borrow heels for one of his cross-dressing adventures. Thankfully, I didn’t have anything that “worked for him.”
In some respects, it is tempting to think it would be easier for everyone involved if Damien fell off the face of the earth. At the same time, people would worry about him. Damien went incommunicado for a weekend and people worried about him, not a ton, but perhaps more than they should. Damien is the perfect storm of dysfunction. I do care, and I do want him to be stable and pull himself out of the hole he’s in. But at the same time I don’t want him to pull me or any of my friends down with him.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Ugh...That is the only word.
I am SO not looking forward to the Spring. This semester I will be putting therapy to full use. I will also need the support if my friends to reign me in and keep me sane...er. I hope and pray to God that things work out to be better than I expect. I also really hope that the workload eases up a little. I fear in the Fall that I will have to cut back on activities. Its just not working, and I have to get my grades up if I want to have any hope of determining the course of my own life for the five years following my graduation.
My Facebook status today is that I am tired of dramatic updates. This is both true and hypocritical, because I am one of the MOST DRAMATIC people I know. If this blog post is too dramatic, well...whatever.
Also, I need a man.
My Facebook status today is that I am tired of dramatic updates. This is both true and hypocritical, because I am one of the MOST DRAMATIC people I know. If this blog post is too dramatic, well...whatever.
Also, I need a man.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Back to School!
Well, we are about 3 or 4 weeks into school at this point. I like pretty much all of my classes and most of my professors. Some of them are a little hard to warm up to. And I'm not going to say anything negative in a blog because it will exist FOREVER. Feel free to ask for more details in person.
In terms of my social life, I have met many new and interesting people. For the most part, this has been a positive experience. I also am PUMPED for another year of Phi Lamb! I was recently elected Treasurer of our chapter and I am so excited to serve my sorority and help to make Phi Lamb the best experience possible for as many girls possible.
I'm so looking forward to the coming weeks! I have money coming for school which will be immensely helpful. And my birthday is coming up! (September 30th) I expect, nay demand, a phone call from my immediate family and close friends. That will be a school day, so after 2:00 pm please.
I am also looking forward to Valerie's wedding! I am so happy that she is happy! And I really wish that I had been able to go with my Mom when she went to visit her recently, but alas...I was unable to.
Speaking of birthdays and my Mom....
In terms of my social life, I have met many new and interesting people. For the most part, this has been a positive experience. I also am PUMPED for another year of Phi Lamb! I was recently elected Treasurer of our chapter and I am so excited to serve my sorority and help to make Phi Lamb the best experience possible for as many girls possible.
I'm so looking forward to the coming weeks! I have money coming for school which will be immensely helpful. And my birthday is coming up! (September 30th) I expect, nay demand, a phone call from my immediate family and close friends. That will be a school day, so after 2:00 pm please.
I am also looking forward to Valerie's wedding! I am so happy that she is happy! And I really wish that I had been able to go with my Mom when she went to visit her recently, but alas...I was unable to.
Speaking of birthdays and my Mom....
Happy Birthday, Momma! I love you!
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