Did anyone else dress-up today as they went through their daily routine besides me? To school and back, and soon, to Best Buy, Wal-Mart, and then volleyball, I donned some red and my devil's horns--and apparently, THAT was dressed-up. All day, I probably encountered maybe 5 other people with any Hallowe'en spirit. The best so far was an Edward Scissorhands that passed me in the hall as I was on my way to study. With just my devil horns, the few funny stares I got on the bus were worth all the shy smiles that met me everywhere else.
At least the kids are out this year. I don't know about anyone else, but in the last few years, the number of kids that I've seen trick-or-treating in the streets has been dismal. It's as if everyone suddenly decided it was too scary to go out to collect candy. But this year, I'm glad to report that I've already had to refill my candy hand-out bucket 1.5 times--the 0.5 time being due to the fact that I got a little impatient waiting and ate about that much of the candy.
Witches, warlocks, princesses, genies, Power-Rangers, and some random assortment of creatures from beyond the grave have all passed by my front doorstep so far this evening. I love it.
Quote of the Moment:
"Oooh, a devil!"
--a little 3 year-old princess as she took one look at me, received her candy, and toddled off down the steps
Monday, October 31, 2005
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Reassurance
I'm only doing what needs to be done; saying what needs to be said. Life isn't fair so why should anything else be? Life isn't easy either; I'm alive, so that should explain why everything seems hard.
...
I don't know if I feel like I'm shaking down to the core because of all the coffee I drank, because I have a mid-term on Wednesday, because I can't sleep, or because of something deeper. I'm going to believe it's the cold. The weather is always something reliable to talk about when you have nothing else safer to say.
"Please don't make me cry."
...
I don't know if I feel like I'm shaking down to the core because of all the coffee I drank, because I have a mid-term on Wednesday, because I can't sleep, or because of something deeper. I'm going to believe it's the cold. The weather is always something reliable to talk about when you have nothing else safer to say.
"Please don't make me cry."
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Happy Birthday, indeed!
I would write and tell all about what I did to celebrate my birthday this past weekend, but I honestly can't remember. I can tell you what my plans had been, though. My plan had been for people to come to my house and each bring a different bottle of liquor. Brodder would then proceed to use this plethora of alcohol to mix different drinks for myself and my guests as requested.
You tell me how successful this plan turned out to be:
Not only did I practically fall asleep with my head in the garbage can, but I had to wake up the next morning and be on the court across town to play volleyball by 9am, and then rush down to work to cover half of a shift for a friend. Thank goodness Sherman was there to take care of (me) my transportation. The only consolation to those pressing appointments that I had to keep was that I played AMAZINGLY on the court compared to my teammates (see entry of about 2 weeks ago), and that my co-worker graciously stepped up and took care of me, keeping me from falling over and just dying on the floor multiple times.
My Quote of the Weekend:
"I'm never drinking again."
But then again, isn't that what everyone says after a weekend like this?
You tell me how successful this plan turned out to be:
Not only did I practically fall asleep with my head in the garbage can, but I had to wake up the next morning and be on the court across town to play volleyball by 9am, and then rush down to work to cover half of a shift for a friend. Thank goodness Sherman was there to take care of (me) my transportation. The only consolation to those pressing appointments that I had to keep was that I played AMAZINGLY on the court compared to my teammates (see entry of about 2 weeks ago), and that my co-worker graciously stepped up and took care of me, keeping me from falling over and just dying on the floor multiple times.
My Quote of the Weekend:
"I'm never drinking again."
But then again, isn't that what everyone says after a weekend like this?
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Friday, October 14, 2005
Song of the Moment: "Mad World" - Gary Jules
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head: I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world, mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, Happy birthday
And to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world, mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world
...
RoadTo came by today and walked in on me listening to this song on repeat (hey, I don't control the player's "random" function) and he asked me "What's with the suicide music?"
I don't think it's suicide music--I just happened to have gotten my hands on the song today and I just happen to like listening to it. It's a beautiful song, afterall.
I also just happened to like the idea that I'm not the only one that sometimes feels that the world's a little mad.
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head: I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world, mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, Happy birthday
And to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world, mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world
...
RoadTo came by today and walked in on me listening to this song on repeat (hey, I don't control the player's "random" function) and he asked me "What's with the suicide music?"
I don't think it's suicide music--I just happened to have gotten my hands on the song today and I just happen to like listening to it. It's a beautiful song, afterall.
I also just happened to like the idea that I'm not the only one that sometimes feels that the world's a little mad.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Celebrate!
My last few posts haven't exactly been the most upbeat, so I thought I'd share some fun. That and I'm feeling a little lonely without Sherman around lately. :( So, without further ado, I give you pictures from SJ+CG's wedding weekend. :D
Sunday, October 02, 2005
There is no "I" in volleyball either
*sigh* This fact was only so true today. I mean, I like my team, I really do, but when we have no setter, we've all got to pull together and make up for our one weakness. And by "all", I mean, myself AND everyone else on the team. But alas, apparently if we're going to have one weakness, we're going to have many more as well.
If I served the ball, no one would go up for the block. If I passed the ball, no one would put the ball over. If I set the ball, no one would go for the hit. If I hit the ball, no one could get their next serve in. However, if dug the ball, EVERYONE could stand around and watch.
Alright, it wasn't THAT bad. But it sure felt like it. Especially with one game having a score of 6-25 and 13-25. Sad, sad day for our team.
And I'm not even one to get down on my team members, especially not with this team that everyone has to step up to a position they don't usually play, but all we had to do was PASS the ball ONCE, and we couldn't even do that. argh.
That's all. I'm sure I'll feel better after Wednesday when I get to bash some balls over with an actual setter to set me.
If I served the ball, no one would go up for the block. If I passed the ball, no one would put the ball over. If I set the ball, no one would go for the hit. If I hit the ball, no one could get their next serve in. However, if dug the ball, EVERYONE could stand around and watch.
Alright, it wasn't THAT bad. But it sure felt like it. Especially with one game having a score of 6-25 and 13-25. Sad, sad day for our team.
And I'm not even one to get down on my team members, especially not with this team that everyone has to step up to a position they don't usually play, but all we had to do was PASS the ball ONCE, and we couldn't even do that. argh.
That's all. I'm sure I'll feel better after Wednesday when I get to bash some balls over with an actual setter to set me.
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