Oreos, Headaches, and Lord of the Rings...

So it's been a bit...
Did you miss me?
Ah, of course you did!!

My mother worries about my diet, as right she should. Though, true, I have a mealplan, and I get there almost all ten times a week, I also have a habit of snacking...and the snack of choice? You guessed it: Oreos. Ah...it may be milk's favorite cookie, but I saw it first!! And five boxes later I'm still not sick of it...though having gotten to the point I can eat half a package in one sitting, I've decided to tone it down and eat only half a row instead. Yes, Emma is learning a bit of self-control...
(And for those who think that buying that many boxes in the first place disproves that, let me inform you that I bought them a few months ago and just forgot about them until now!)
Yesterday, my diet took an interesting turn when after finishing my quota of Oreos, I had a children's vitamin and an apple...so I'm going healthy in reverse? Huh...

The things that are giving me a headache at this time...well...
History class. I love it and I hate it. There's so much reading!! And it's interesting and fascinating and I just want to burn my textbooks...a fine line between love and hate...but I'm keeping with it, and I've already registered for two more history courses next semester, so look out, here I come...can't hold me back!!
English also gives headaches. I have a paper that just won't do what it's supposed to. Which is, of course, come together in such a brilliant way that the teacher can't help but give me an A+++. (Yes, that grade DOES exist!!) But I'm struggling, and it's hard to focus when I can't get it right off the bat...ah well...
The kids at my lunch table are a bit...well...I like one of them? And I want to break off completely from the rest of them. Except I don't want to be lonely either. So I continue to sit. And to be amazed at how such smart kids can be so dumb. And I hate it...but no one else will talk to me and I don't know why.
Finding a parking spot is also stressful. I haven't left the dorm since I got back from Colorado because I had a spot right up front, and I knew I'd lose it if I left. So things I needed to do, like go to the bank, buy tampons, anything that I don't want a crowd for, didn't get done. Until this afternoon...where I got lost. And spent more time than I wanted. But then find, to my surprise, my up-front and personal parking space is still empty upon my return. Worry wasted...
Another worry I find myself carrying: my brother and sister do not answer their phones...and though I might talk on Facebook to them, it's not the same. And maybe it's only been a few days...but I need contact with family. Mom and Katey are good fun, and Maggie can carry a conversation for a bit...but I want the funky not-so-intelligent but still smarter than me focus I get from Jessie, Eric, Ellen...though I see Elle is busy with her new horse, and she did call back, if only for a short chat. I'm lonely maybe? And I don't know where to find good people...
Knitting is both a joy and a torture. I'm big on crocheting things. I've made scarves and blankets...and I decided I wanted to finally learn to knit...and the progress goes so much slower...I don't see results. I'm just impatient. Instant results, that's why I bought the pills!! Haha, but seriously, I'm glad that I'm learning it, I just wish I could focus better...another one of those not-quite-coming-together things.
I suppose the biggest thing that causes headaches, though, is just a simple like of hydration. I feel like a slob...I haven't done dishes, so I have no cups to drink from, and I only drink a single glass of whatever I choose that day at lunch and supper. I haven't taken a shower, only washed my hair twice, in the last week, and that's a big loss of H2O. And forget the 'ultra moisture' body lotion that makes my skin so pretty, I'm lucky if I remember to brush my hair...what's wrong with me? Disgusting...and I don't care either. I'm actually kind of happy this way.
And I'm starting to enjoy the headaches...
God...
Sorry, I meant that in a blasphemous way, haha...

I think...
I'm losing focus here too.
I don't care right now.
So if you really want to know what Lord of the Rings has to do with anything, just ask me later, okay?

Hope your lives are a bit saner than mine appears to be...

I didn't watch the Academy Awards...

First, who really cares?
Second, who has time?

While the show was on, I was running out of gas on the side of the road trying to get back to school...thank God for friends, because otherwise it's at least eight hours to anyone that would be willing to help me...but it was an adventure, and I actually had a blast, singing to myself, reading my history book...and I got to ride in the back of a cute sheriff's SUV when he offered to get me enough gas to at least get into town...so awesome!! People are so nice to me...maybe I'm cuter than we thought, huh? Haha, but seriously, it was pretty great, and my friend Matt drove forty miles from school just to fill me up--did I mention I was broke? Aw, so bad with finances!! But still, I had a good time last night, and if I got back to my home-away-from-home two hours later than planned, so what?

About the Academy Awards, though...
As I said, I didn't watch them, and probably wouldn't have thought twice about them...except when I sign out of my email all the news blurbs are about the Oscars, and I see Sandra Bullock, who is one of my favorite actresses ever, so I'm looking through pictures...
And I realize every guy looks the same. There is no such thing as a fashion flub for guys.
Suit, tie...easy, but kind of boring.
And then I saw this...

Blue bow-tie, sunglasses, and tennis shoes...
Thank you Robert Downey Jr!!
And I suppose your wife looks very pretty too...

(*cough*)

Samuel L Jackson was a bit different too, wearing a beret, and I was glad to see the variety...
But it makes me wonder...
Are Hollywood men really all the same??

Guess I better stop dreaming about them, then...

Did you watch the awards?

Isn't she lovely...

So I'm down in Denver, Arvada, specifically (love suburbs!! =]) and life is...fun?

Okay, truth...
I'm kind of slacking...
I'm not going sight-seeing...
I'm not socializing...
I'm not doing any homework other than reading the materials...
But that's just during the day.

I arrived Sunday morning --nothin like 95 down the highway-- and went to church with Amanda and met some friends, met her granny, took a nap...then we were off to the Grizzly Rose, a country bar in town, and we went line-dancing, which was awesome...
But come Monday, Amanda has a nine-five job. Well, sort of, I think it's more like 4 than 5...but anyway...
So I sleep in. And listen to music. Write some more in a story I'm working on. Did I watch a movie? Hmmm...but then Amanda's home and we're off to Aunt Ruth's for dinner, which was great, only, what is it with these people and skim milk??
But unimportant, forget that...
Tuesday...
Sleep in a little less...listen to music...read comics...write some more for story...chat a little with granny --Harriet-- and eat some food. Cheerios is breakfast of choice here? Okay. Then Amanda's home, and awesome, she has another job lined up for when she resigns the end of the month. To celebrate? Well, I have plans with cousins...you wanna come with? Of course she does...and we go, great time, and then, what? A horror movie? Me? For real?
(I've never seen one in theaters before and tend to walk out of the room at home!)

But Daybreakers was actually quite awesome...though there was that one scene...
Blah
Ouch
Splash/Splat
Good times, and what's this? No nightmares...huh...

Wednesday...
Sleep in even less...music...comics...story...day-time television...Robert Pattinson's English accent just gets easier and easier haha...or was that on Tuesday? Days kind of blur...and what's this I hear? Bible study is canceled tonight so plans I thought we had are no more...but wait. Game night? I'm up for it. Good food, good times...and what was that game called? I lost so I guess it doesn't matter...
Thursday...
The adventure begins...up early. Only a few moments to myself before I'm off. Shopping. An hour in Best Buy at least before I finally decide I don't want a single person more to ask if I'm okay, so I bought a History Channel presentation on vampires and my first ever horror flick of my own...but the cover is pink, and the language is Japanese, so I think I might be safe. Maybe...more shopping then. WalMart only sells cute dresses to plus sizes. Skinny girls don't get cute, they get skanky. Why am I so skinny? How many people want to be fat? Strange...driving down the road, no idea where I'm going...and I found a Kohl's. Victory!! And after ten dresses in the changing room, I'm down to two...and I go for pink. And paid less than fifty percent for it. Then I get lost again...but I found the library. And a lovely lady gave me maps and told me where I could find a park...so I'm off...in the wrong direction. And instead I find an art gallery, and two-plus hours and several sketches later I call Amanda for directions back home. Where I'm only there a short time before we're off to Grandma Judy's for dinner, we watch The Jetsons Movie and then back to Aunt Ruth's where we're dog-sitting for RIP April's sister...and somehow, being able to fit in one bed as averse to bed and floor, we stay up and it's actually like a girls' night sleepover thing...

Which was dimmed when we learned a friend of a friend had committed suicide.
Lord bless that boy's family, and give them peace...
But even if he gave up, life still goes on for me...

So it's Friday.
And I have no plans except to do laundry and take the dogs for a walk.
And though spring break hasn't been the most exciting...
I think I like it like this...
But maybe I'm crazy...


Crazier, by Taylor Swift

I've never gone with the wind
Just let it flow
Let it take me where it wants to go
Til' you opened the door
And there's so much more
I'd never seen it before
I was tryin' to fly but I couldn't find wings
But you came along and changed everything

You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier crazier
Feels like I'm falling and I
I'm lost in your eyes
You make me Crazier Crazier Crazier

I watched from a distance as you
Made life your own
Every sky was your own kind of blue
And I wanted to know how that would feel
And you made it so real
You showed me something that I couldn't see
You opened my eyes and you made me believe

You lift my my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier crazier
Feels like I'm falling and I
I'm lost in your eyes
You make me crazier crazier crazier

Ohhhh

Baby you showed me what livin' is for
I don't wanna hide anymore
Oh Ohh

You lift my feet off the ground
You take me away
You make me crazier crazier
Feels like I'm falling and I
I'm lost in your eyes
You make me crazier crazier crazier
Crazier
Crazier