Day 3

Day 3 ---8/31/2011---Ugh. It's only the second day of classes and I'm already absolutely sick of it. I really don't think I'm going to enjoy this semester at all...except for the fact that I don't have classes on Fridays. I woke up a little earlier today and got ready for my day. I then helped my brother out with his algebra lab...he absolutely HATES math...and he needs to take this required class...so I thought I'd be a nice sis and help him out...He eventually started to KINDA (or acted like he kinda) understood what was going on. I headed out for my class...Video Production. I wasn't sure what to expect...I was actually very nervous...almost to the point of being sick. I have no clue why! Turns out, there are only six people in the class...I do believe this is the smallest class I have ever been in...ever?! I don't think it'll be as bad as I was making it out to be...plus the teacher's pretty cool! After then paying a ridiculous amount of money on parking passes, I went to the MUC and met up with my brother and talked to him for a little bit before he went to his Coyote News meeting. I had a night class at 7 that only lasted an hour...it was international film...that's going to be a very LONG night class....I can just tell.

I'm certainly hoping my refund check appears in my account tomorrow so I can buy books and start doing homework and preparing for presentations and quizzes. Ugh!

Ok. I'm going to quit there...

Peace--

Day 2

Day 2--8/30/2011--My favorite part of my day was when I woke up to a text from my love.

First day of classes....seriously...today MAY have been one of the longest days of my life. While it was my first day of classes...it was also my brother's first day of college...ever! He was quite nervous but did very well. He's had a rough first couple of days...and has already switched a few of his classes...but he is on the right track...lots of general eds...which is good for a freshman!

My classes went well. My first class was Basic Newswriting. My teacher is a sweet woman from Bulgaria! I think that class shouldn't be too bad. I'm glad I know a few people in the class already, and it seems like a great group of people! I went straight from Newswriting to Earth Science. This class I was a little worried about...I've heard horror stories about people failing this class and having to retake it...all I can think of is "I must graduate this spring....I have to pass!" I was surrounded by freshman! And the teacher was pretty upbeat.....I mean...you have to be if your specialization is in dust. (Yes...I said dust!) Anyway---class went by fast and I headed home for a quick lunch break and returned to Media Law.....which was very dull. I felt SO stupid. Hopefully once he integrates powerpoints I'll be able to understand his lingo.

As I was walking to my car, it was then that I realized I had dressed JUST like Casey Anthony the day she was released from jail--the pink shirt, jeans...hair pulled into a bun! How did I not get attacked?! Ha! I found it humorous.

I came home and made a pizza for my brother and I...Digiorno Four Cheese Pizza. So amazing!

I ended my nights in my most favorite way. By skyping my sweetie and now listening to the song he wrote me for Valentine's Day.

He's such a romantic...(when he wants to be!) I think he's a keeper! :)

Blogging with my Boyfriend

So my boyfriend, Devon, and I have decided to do this blogging thing together. We've decided we are going blog about our days. I'm not the most exciting individual...but here goes...

Day 1---8/29/11---I woke up scared...one from the obnoxiously loud garbage truck just outside my window, but also because I had woken up from a dream that I had missed my WHOLE first day of classes. Great. I've been through this first day of school stuff how many times, now? And yes...I still get nervous. Get over it! I knew my brother was going to be sleeping in late so I did not make a glorious breakfast like I had the morning before. I decided to check out what was on the television--and I do believe the Game Show Network may be one of my new favorite channels. I wasted my morning away by watching game shows from the 70s. I made lunch and John decided to wake up and join me. We then toured campus and I helped him find all of his classrooms. We ventured back to our apartment and I was pretty much lame the rest of the evening. John had a meeting with the theatre department so I had to do supper all alone. I ended my day talking with my brother and Skyping with my amazing boyfriend.

I can't believe classes start tomorrow! I don't feel one bit organized...ugh! What the heck!! Where did summer go?! BLAH!

Anyway. I'm hoping that tomorrow my day will be a little more exciting and my bloggings will be worth reading.

Love, peace and hugs.

Katie

Fact: Sundays make me sad...

...because the day I have to say goodbye to Devon.

Why must weekends always be so short and go by so fast!?

"I've Found the One"

On any other given day
I’d sit and throw it all away
A life I wish I had, things were going bad
Finally that’s in the past

The sun is rising darkness falling
There’s your voice I hear it calling
I always watch you go, I never seem to know
What I’m missing without you

But now I’ve found the one, the one I’ve waited for
The one I love, just can’t stop thinking about
The only one, what would I be without her
She’s beautiful in every way
The sweetest thing and I must say
I’ve finally found….the one.

I love the feeling, I get when she’s with me
My tongue is tied, my fingers crossed, I hope she never leaves
And when I look into her eyes I know that I’ll be fine
Finally, she’s here at last, don’t need another sign

The sun is rising darkess falling
There’s your voice I hear it calling
I always watch you go, I never seem to know
What I’m missing without you

But now I’ve found the one, the one I’ve waited for
The one I love, just can’t stop thinking about
The only one, what would I be without her
She’s beautiful in every way
The sweetest thing and I must say
I’ve finally found…the one

—-

The most romantic thing a guy can do is play the guitar. And sing you a song. A song written just for you. While wearing a suit. After giving you a rose.

Sorry ladies, but I have the best boyfriend in the world.

Don't wish. Don't start.

Wishing only wounds the heart.

I swear...fate is almost always never on my side. You know that saying "anything that can go wrong, will go wrong"..yeah..story of my life. And I'm not just saying that. I promise...it's just how my life goes...and I hate it!

I could name off a list for you from college troubles to mother nature (from Aunt Flow to the stupid snow....I still blame those 7 mirrors I broke as a child)

For example. I have been looking forward to this weekend for like a month now.

Why?

Because it would be the first time in a month I'd get to spend a couple of days with Devon alone.

And of course...There's a snow storm to hit this weekend. Sure...I could have risked it, but I didn't want to end up getting stranded again...(another example...we won't get into that)

And so here I am...moping around feeling sorry for myself. Am I sad that I don't get to see Devon? Yes. Is it the end of the world? No. Do I hate that we are 110 miles apart? Absolutely. Am I strong enough to handle it? Most of the time. I never thought it'd be this difficult.

However...I think what I'm most disappointed in is that I seem to ALWAYS get excited about something and get my hopes up always to have them crushed and fall through. I guess that's the risk you take when being the dreamer that I am....

So as I cried for most of the day...I realized that a good cry can be good. It's been a long time and I had a lot of emotions and feelings and stresses and thoughts I needed to get out.

With that being said...I'm going to bed.

I'm back...

(...i like to use this as my venting place...)

I'm not sure exactly what it is i need to vent about...or how to put it into words exactly how I feel...Just all week I've felt like there's been something bothering me and weighing me down...i'm not sure what it is...or if I'm jsut sick of school and need a break or what...

I have that feeling...
-Where it's difficult to breathe
-i have that lump in the back of my throat
-my nose is tingly...ya know...like when you feel like crying.
-and all I want is a hug.

...it doesn't help when I dream of scenarios that I know won't happen like.."oh..maybe after his meeting he'll surprise me and stay here for the night..."

I'm so foolish.

I miss him so much when I'm not with him.

Ok. I'll stop being emo...i just needed a cry/vent.

Goodnight.