sometimes you just have beauty and the beast stuck in your head all teh livelong day.
well, i just don't know. i am a bit torn with emotion it seems. i have not yet figued out quite why. but i know on a constant basis i will just get very stressed on teh inside. i am consumed with thought. on teh upside, i think i am much healhier overall, mentally and physically, in this past week. well, who knows, my stomach would agree with that statement, however, my liver might not. but some weeks are just like that... this week i will chill out, get work done, be a good little school girl perhaps. mommy and daddy are coming this weekend, with aunt yvee and uncle shay. and then the following weekend is ISU... and then one or two days of class and work... and I'M HOME for like 5 days! yay for home. yay for thanksgiving. yay for... the dentist? yes, that too. it is going to probably a rather emotionally heavy week for me. but maybe not, perhaps. hmm, i think recent events will make it slightly less crazy for my mental state. but there will be the whole new stress of home situation. well i guess it isnt new. in fact, i would say you couldnt really get much more intense than at times this summer. oh enough about stupid petty differences that i can't believe have gone on for so long...
life is good. formal was amazing. in addition to playing good dance music there were even a couple slow songs... two of which were mr. billy joel. poor john, he thought i was insane. but i was so happy. but we had a billy joel dance party during first or second week, so he was very aware of my love for him. i am so sore though. sometimes my dancing makes me sore. it would be undestanable if you saw me dance sometimes.
sometimes people who have no reason to give you extremely bitchy looks, do. and i pisses me off. however, anyone in my house, particularily the house council, and even more so my RA, yes, they all have the right to give me bitchy looks. as i may have been the bitchiest i have been in months tonight. "what are doing in here? do you need something? do you have a purpose for being in here?" yeah, i definitely asked michelle these questions.. and no, they did not come off friendly.
argh. wow. i really dont hate, like, anybody really. but i may hate this one person. she may be the root of all harsh feelings that i feel on any given day. luckily i see her far and few between. well, except this weekend. this weekend i seem to have seen her far too much. you knwo what i hate most?? no, nevermind. i just need to not let her get to me. i am a better person than this. i have no reason to go down to her level. my new mission is to rid myself of this hate. i do not know how this will be accomplished, but i will try. why the bitchiness towards me? i do not understand.
teh joffrey ballet isnt doing nutcracker performances until the 15th!! i think i will have to make a trip back and stay for a few days here and go and see it. hopefully someone will want to go with me. it is indeed fun to get dressed up and go to the ballet, i am sure someone will want to. right?
i have papers to write, but i think i would prefer to sleep. also.
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and do you know how often people in my house call each other bud now? it is so great. also. john and i, sometimes we are like an old married couple. i think our house honestly views us as mom and dad sometimes. it is hysterical. they find it hard to believe we were barely friends, let alone not good friends last year.
also, well, sometimes having the same dicussion about sex that you had during oweek, afetr a lot of shit has gone down amongst the peope in your house, really puts a new an hysterical spin on things. funny indeed.
argh. sometimes i just type and type and dont relaly pay attention. i have such a boring and babblesome life. i actually have a lot to say, but i dont have it in me to figure out a way to write it all without being extremely inapporpoiate and over stepping some boundaries with some people. not to mention just, well. oh shut up me and endless thsi miserable entry.
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