Monday, January 11, 2010

Inside My Head, Installment #6

Another semester... and another round of fun. Last night I woke up twice panicking, thinking I had over slept. When it was finally time to get up, I showered and dressed in about 15 minutes. Then, since we all carpool to school, we all sat around for about 20 minutes waiting until it was time to go.

I love how you can be with someone all semester, to the point of them driving you crazy, then when you get back to school you are thrilled to see them! I had that wonderful experience today, and let me tell you, I surprised myself by being genuinely pleased to see almost everyone.

Okay, so I was especially happy to learn that I have Speech with my dear friend Chelsey. This being entirely unexpected as she incorrectly informed me that her class was on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I did a little happy dance, sat down in the back of the classroom, and proceeded to have a whispered conversation with her for the whole hour.

And of course, must talk about my English teacher... I've mentioned Mr. Harrison so many times before. He is truly a role model for me. This semester I opted to take his class, even though I've already had ALL my English classes. Just so I can go out with a bang. He is so terribly random and yet so poignant when he talks about religion or life... Love it!!!

Choir was next, and let me tell you how your throat is affected by a 3 week break. Epic Fail. It felt strained all day. But that didn't faze me, I LOVE to sing. We have some wicked songs for show choir this year. Oh yeah... By the way, choir takes about 4 hours of my Mondays and Wednesdays. Sweet bliss...

We lost a tenor, however, and this is bad news. Because this tenor is in show choir. And we have already learned 5 of the songs for said show choir. And he was TALL, meaning that any replacement we get will either be tall, or we will have to rearrange where everyone dances. Nice going, tenor who might read this and skipped out on us...

On a happier note, I walked by a terrific pile of snow today. It inched clear up the side of a campus building. As usual, I made an incredibly deep and profound 'quotable', and it is as follows:
"Good God, it looks like a fucking beached whale!!!"
Cassie laughed until she cried, then told everyone she saw. I was rather proud of myself for my creative wording. That's why I know I'll love speech. I've got unparalleled talent. A few girls even drew a beached whale on the snowpile in my honor and etched my (MY!!) quote beneath it. Take that, pile of snow.

It was a good day, in summary. Tomorrow promises to be just as marvelous. For now, I'm home, and it's warm, with my feet in front of a space heater, and my boyfriend torturing the kitten... falling asleep... AND, I have TKD tomorrow night. I love my current life.

By the way... quite a few new people have been commenting on my blog. Introductions, anyone? I'd love to know who you are and how you discovered my blog.



Tia said...

Hey, This is actually Katie R (well, used to be S) and I like to go by Tia with my nephews and on the NET.

Grace said...

I'm Grace, I'm 20, live in Australia. I love computers, the internet, construction stuff and ferrets. I spent a brief period of time in fundamentalism, but I left before it did any lasting damage.

I found your blog through a comment you left on someone else's blog. I'm a member of NLQ so I recognised your name. God I'm such a creepy blog stalker :P.

So yea, hi!