Weekend Fun

Let's see... my weekend started on Friday, the Biology lab was canceled so I didn't have anything to do after noon. I worked on my wish list and read Manga... once everyone was done with classes and work K suite went to dinner. At 6pm we went swimming in the campus pool... I think that has become a Friday ritual now. When the pool was closed, we walked back to our dorm and watch Chicago and RPed a little.

Saturday I got up and worked on my research proposal that's due Monday. On my way to lunch I saw a huge yard sale and had to stop. My Tim Burton got a Christmas tree that we are 'dressing' up for Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, St. Patrick Day... etc. Anyways, later that night I went to the Gender Bender Coming Out Bash sponsored by the Gay Straight Alliance and the Pagan Coalition. I danced the night away and saw most of the guys I know in dresses. You know it's not fair that men can look that good in those dresses and heels... better then most women! It's not fair! I didn't get back to my room until 2:30am... it was great!

On Sunday I locked myself in my room and worked on my paper until done. Then I rped with friends until I went to bed... I love my life! :)

Geogre Carlin... When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?

In the words of George Carlin, "I'm an outsider by choice, but not truly. It's the unpleasantness of the system that keeps me out. I'd rather be in, in a good system. That's where my discontent comes from: being forced to choose to stay outside. My advice: Just keep movin' straight ahead. Every now and then you find yourself in a different place." I understand how he feels, sometimes I feel like the black sheep in my family. Sometimes it feels like I'm in a completely different universe than the rest of my family. It might just be me, but I feel like even though my family says they're proud of me for being in college... I still feel like I'm an outsider. Have you ever had the feeling that you are being shunned? Well, I do... I don't know if it's because I have 2 tattoos and plan on getting more, if it's because I don't believe the same as everyone else in my family, or if it's because I'm trying to make something out of myself.

Sometimes I feel like I have no control over my life... like there are little people watching everything I do. There have been times when I swear that if I stay quite that I will hear a voice say: "Hello. We're the ones who control your life. We make the decisions that affect you. Isn't it interesting to know that those who run your life would have the nerve to tell you about it in this manner? Suffer, you fool! We know everything you do, and we know where you go. What do you think the cameras are for? And the global-positioning satellites? And the Social Security numbers? You belong to us. And it can't be changed. Sign your petitions, walk your picket lines, bring your lawsuits, cast your votes, and write those stupid letters to whomever you please; you won't change a thing. Because we control your life. And we have plans for you. Go back to sleep." So, how about them apples?

Time to Die...

I am now an Assassin. It's a game that me and the other 6 girls in my dorm suite are playing. We all wrote our names on a pieces of paper and placed them in a hat, once it was mixed up really good we closed our eyes and drew a name. As long as it wasn't your own name then you're good... Now the object to the game is to kill the person you have (but not for really of course). It's so fun, you can't let anyone know you have and you can't be caught killing someone. I can't wait to kill my person!