tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33814852011-04-21T19:01:08.349-07:00The Life of JNPMy journal!JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.comBlogger1471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-2080220510411250062008-12-29T03:21:00.000-08:002008-12-29T03:25:43.070-08:00There is a quote I found to be rather fascinating from my favorite television show, "Heroes." For those who are familiar with the show, it's when Nathan Petrelli walked up to Mr. Linderman with a gun, while Linderman was cooking. He was considering killing him, and Linderman was having a very calm and collected conversation with him. What he said definitely got my wheels turning. "There comes a JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-86695930587247573352008-07-19T23:34:00.000-07:002008-07-19T23:51:21.144-07:00I haven't written in here in forever. Whenever I go back and read my old posts, I remember the value of having written in them so much in the past, and thus rekindle my inspiration to keep up my blog. I don't know if anyone reads it. But I will someday, when the memories of nowadays have sadly faded and I want to remember them more clearly. I was sixteen years old when I wrote my first post, JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-17385003925064994502006-12-30T16:16:00.000-08:002006-12-30T16:27:16.595-08:00Whenever I hear the word "drowsy," I always conjure up a negative reaction, due to the fact that most experiences of drowsiness are associated with discomfort, and an unfulfilled desire for rest (just like most of us sleep-deprived Americans.) But right now, I am feeling somewhat drowsy, and rather liking it. I mean, come on. It's been blizzarding for quite some time in Colorado, and I've beenJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1164503949259715892006-11-25T17:12:00.000-08:002006-11-25T17:19:09.273-08:00Wow, it's been forever since my last post. I am sorry to have neglected my blog for so long. I was pretty much ambushed by a crappy, deblitating illness for three freakin' months. I had Chronic Viral Syndrome caused by Cytomegalovirus and Pavovirus B19 (Yes, I had TWO chronic viruses) and it basically causes mono symptoms and respiratory inflammation and arthritis. It was a horrible, JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1156706642586304822006-08-27T11:53:00.000-07:002006-08-27T12:24:02.600-07:00Last night was pretty much the best night of my life. I would never have imagined that I would be happy to have had my chapter closed, but last night would never have happened if we were still open.I moved into my apartment a little over a week ago, in with three other lovely ladies, whom I will treasure as true friends for the rest of eternity. Their names are Amy, Abigail, and Heather. We JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1155358966622133062006-08-11T20:56:00.000-07:002006-08-11T22:02:46.636-07:00So tomorrow would have been my move-in day had Kappa Alpha Theta not closed my chapter exactly a week before move-in day. Now, I am relieved that I'm not moving. I have so much to do! And I honestly don't know how I would have gotten it all done without these few extra days.For starters, the mom in the family I nanny for is a dentist, and when I found out from my orthodontist that I was going JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1154651972145167672006-08-03T17:29:00.000-07:002006-08-03T17:39:32.213-07:00I LOST 14 POUNDS! Hee hee, I'm so excited. I've always been a chunky girl, even since I was in middle school, thanks to my small bone structure that accentuated every extra pound I carried. I finally got the weight off. I really hope I can KEEP it off, which is my next weight-related endeavor. But I just love leaning over and not having anything bunch up. It's a great feeling! I also loveJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1154325552067859142006-07-30T22:20:00.000-07:002006-07-30T22:59:12.116-07:00I know this blog is public. I know that I shouldn't write things in here that aren't supposed to be public. But let's be honest. How many people read this? Enough to make me happy. Not enough to make me think that writing this entry should get me in trouble.What have I been up to all this time? Well, I took a summer class...Physics II. That was pretty time-consuming. I've been nannying, JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1151197078521852052006-06-24T17:22:00.000-07:002006-06-24T17:57:58.653-07:00I don't have too much to say today, though I usually think that's the case until I start writing and the thoughts start flowing. I really miss my CSU friends right now. I know there are some of my sorority sisters in this area...I need to call them. I am so bad about calling people and staying in touch. I'm used to living in the same house as them and just having to walk to the next room to JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1150516238954069852006-06-16T20:49:00.000-07:002006-06-16T20:50:38.966-07:00Well, I haven't written in here in forever and a day, and I figure I need to start writing things down so I can...I don't know...have a clearer image as to where I am these days. Sometimes I don't even know anymore. Everything seems like it's a huge whirlpool, even though my life isn't exactly hopping. I guess I've been kind of depressed, but it's getting better. Hopefully it will continue to do JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1146441599311222252006-04-30T16:42:00.000-07:002006-04-30T16:59:59.346-07:00Ever had a gut feeling, and known right away when something was off? Everything logically tells you that you are wrong; evidence that can be seen by the naked eye indicates that everything is okay, and you have nothing to worry about. But something in the back of your mind just nags and pokes and prods. You have often wondered if you are just afraid of putting yourself out there, and say it's JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1145229743934820602006-04-16T16:04:00.000-07:002006-04-16T16:22:23.960-07:00And...it's been alomst a month since my last post. My, how time flies. It's amazing how when we pack more and more into a tiny bit of time it seems to go by faster than when there is absolutely nothing packed into that time. You would think that a lot would seem like more, and a little would seem like less. But I guess it comes down to the fact that "If you watch the pot, it never boils." JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1143088119551985972006-03-22T19:40:00.000-08:002006-03-22T20:28:39.606-08:00Washington, D.C. was amazing. I LOVED it and definitely want to go back someday! My friend, Amy, and her mom were so nice to let me stay with them! I had fun hanging out with them and visiting the incredible monuments. I got to see The Declaration of Independence, The Bill of Rights, and The Constitution. Oh! And The Magna Carta. I must say, it was very moving to look at the original JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1142303094438997052006-03-13T19:23:00.000-08:002006-03-13T18:24:54.480-08:00Wow. I cannot believe how long I was sick for. And I was really, really, really, really, really sick. I looked at my calendar to see when my microbiology exam was—February 8. That was the first day I was sick. And it wasn’t until yesterday, March 12, that I felt better. That’s a month and four days! Okay, sorry, I wasn’t trying to be condescending—I know that most people who can read this JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1140990216005598532006-02-26T13:28:00.000-08:002006-02-26T13:45:02.340-08:00Wow, I haven't updated in forever and a day. Honestly, it's because I got really sick for a couple weeks. And when I'm sick, I don't do anything, so I had nothing to write aobut. I had the flu, then I got a secondary bacterial infection that gave me a sinus infection and pneumonia. So yeah. Yay for it being bacterial though, because that means I can kill it off with antibiotics!So I'm feeling JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1139170409131083092006-02-05T09:40:00.000-08:002006-02-05T12:13:29.183-08:00So...today is the Superbowl! Not that I'm a huge football fan, but it's always a good time. It would have been even better if the Broncos were playing, but oh well.This weekend has been fun so far. I spent a good chunk of it watching Anne of Green Gables with my roommates and a couple other girls in the house. (Sorry if I ever confuse anyone with my living arrangement: I live in a sorority JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1138052124543975772006-01-23T12:57:00.001-08:002006-01-23T13:35:24.556-08:00Wow, I love pineapple. I think I could eat six pounds of it in one sitting. Not that I'm going to try.I also love my new classes. I wake up every morning, thinking, "Yeah, it's freaking early, but it's okay because I get to go to Microbiology and Biology of Organisms and Literature today!'' Seriously. It makes it a lot easier to drag my lazy butt out of bed, and it makes it a heck of a lot JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1137397688032609122006-01-15T23:41:00.000-08:002006-01-15T23:48:08.053-08:00All right, time to recap and mention how ridiculous I feel for writing such a depressing post. I don't usually get that down in the dumps, but I suppose every once in a while I will have to experience that, and that's okay. Considering I don't have to live through emotional turmoil most of the time, my life is pretty damn good.Not to say I am not still crushed about my situation. I am. But itJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1136962248621707522006-01-10T22:46:00.000-08:002006-01-10T22:50:48.633-08:00I'm overwhelmed by how devastated and worthless I feel. I've decided that I feel intellectually idle, and that I am craving intellectual stimulation once again. I'm sure I will look upon this feeling with resentment a few weeks down the road as I drown in the contents I've slapped upon my plate once again. I have had time to sit down and think through my goals. I usually set them out before JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1136655287438429682006-01-07T08:24:00.000-08:002006-01-07T09:34:50.486-08:00So, another year has begun! Perhaps another old year, that seems important at a particular time, but then fades into the back of our minds just like the other monotonous schedules we start, finish, then forget. On the other hand, it could be a year that is amazing, eventful, and memorable--the kind of year where there are so many fun and exciting stories that our kids in the future won't ever JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1135411672440534092005-12-23T23:09:00.000-08:002005-12-24T00:07:52.490-08:00So, the night before my birthday...which would, of course, spill over into midnight, I spent with my friend Annie and her friend Taylor. Which, of course, Taylor ended up being my friend by the end of the night. We had tons of fun. We had some drinks, talked for a while in her kitchen, then headed down to our neighborhood lake which, at the moment, is frozen and can support half an army. So JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1134892541028081642005-12-17T23:09:00.000-08:002005-12-17T23:55:41.060-08:00Wow, last night was great fun! My parents had their annual Christmas party, and I got to bartend with any friend I decided to bring over to be my co-bartendress. I brought my friend, Jenna, whom I met in Physics lab...she's awesome. We had a lot of fun learning how to make drinks (most of the people showed us how to make their drink) and talking to people as they came through to get their JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1134694798210923452005-12-15T16:13:00.000-08:002005-12-15T16:59:58.253-08:00I can't believe it's December 15th! One week till my birthday! Hehe.Anyway, finals are over. And I must say, that was the crappies freaking semester ever. Never in a million bajillion years will I ever think about taking Calculus, Physics, Chemistry and Biostatistics at the same time. And I need to figure out something. Because I have never, ever put so much effort into school before--and JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1133907466723533212005-12-06T14:08:00.000-08:002005-12-06T14:17:46.733-08:00I AM SO EXCITED FOR NEXT SEMESTER! I hated this semester (academically) but I'm so excited about the classes I'm taking next semester! I know they are going to be hard, but I think it's worth it since I want to suck up each and every tidbit about microbiology and biology. I can't wait! It's going to be so fun!And this winter break, I am going to read TONS and write TONS. Because I'll JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1131822334094657132005-11-12T10:49:00.000-08:002005-11-12T11:05:34.116-08:00So, anyone ever played broomball? Well, if you haven't--you should try it! It's one of those activities to include in a checklist of "to do before I get too old to do such things." Or, on a more morbid note, "to do before I die."I played with my Theta sisters...and it was a blast! When our chapter president announced we were going to play broomball for our sisterhood event, I had no idea whatJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1131664517275354232005-11-10T16:15:00.000-08:002005-11-10T15:15:17.370-08:00Well, I still feel like I'm drowning. But I need to keep my head up. Honestly, what else did I expect? That somehow miraculously I was going to pull through taking sixteen math-based credits at once and get straight A's in them? No. Maybe if math was my forte, but it really isn't. Maybe it would be if I liked me more, but I don't. So...it's okay. I hate it. But once I get through it, I JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1130447482184022942005-10-27T13:54:00.000-07:002005-10-27T14:11:23.396-07:00"It isn't the mountain ahead that wears you out – it's the grain of sand in your shoe." Robert ServiceCan I just say at this particular moment that I can relate quite nicely to this quote? I am experiencing the grain of sand in my shoe.So there's the mountain. The fact that to even get a C on one itty bitty exam, I have to study too many hours to count. The labs. The calculations. The JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1129530415464572022005-10-17T00:26:00.000-07:002005-10-16T23:26:55.543-07:00Every time I sign in and attempt to write a new blog entry, I am, more or less, speechless. I don't really know why. And here's the part where I would usually write in and say what I was speculating as to the reason, and usually I would stumble upon the answer throughout the process of speculating. But I don't even have that.So why am I writing? Because I'm hoping that by just sitting down JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1127449698037145722005-09-22T21:25:00.000-07:002005-09-22T21:28:18.043-07:00Have you ever worked so, so hard, and beaten your brain just trying to get everything done, put in a stellar amount of effort into finishing what you've started, but still not finished and been unable to see anything beyond what yet you have to accomplish? That's how I feel right now. Just really frickin' overwhelmed.JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1126203237217701242005-09-08T12:13:00.000-07:002005-09-08T11:13:57.260-07:00Wow, considering that my blog is titled "The Life of JNP" I rant a hell of a lot more about "the opinions of JNP" rather than my actual life. So I suppose it's time to spill some guts and write about a little more personal of a topic than just the way I think.Who am I? Well, I'm a nineteen year old girl who's a sophomore at Colorado State University majoring in microbiology, as my profile JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1123550772726814702005-08-08T19:26:00.000-07:002005-08-08T18:26:12.786-07:00Our culture is really, really sexist. It is actually something that totally infuriates me. I am so sick of seeing pictures and videos of the way women should look. These messages are directed at BOTH men and women...at men to tell them what they want and what the girls they screw should look like. They are directed at women to inform them of their status in the attractiveness realm, and whom JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1122848435873586832005-07-31T16:20:00.000-07:002005-07-31T15:20:35.936-07:00Society is full of sweeping generalizations, and cultural coding...especially in the media. It's interesting to me how subconscious a lot of this is, and how many of us buy into it. I think it's good to bring it up to the surface and talk about it, or at least think about it, because I don't think these messages accurately represent reality; or are they fair to us as people when it comes to JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1120422073322062642005-07-03T13:05:00.000-07:002005-07-03T13:24:39.080-07:00Been doing some weeding, and now we're taking a break...lol...we can't do weeding for very long. We get bored. I'd better get my lazy butt back out there in a little, though, so my poor mom doesn't have to wait any longer for it to get done.And I realize I have never posted a picture of myself on this blog. I tried to do it in my profile, but it didn't like the picture size, so it wouldn't let meJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1119803953877427742005-06-26T10:36:00.000-07:002005-06-26T09:39:13.883-07:00Going to the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo in Colorado Springs--should be fun!And last night went to a kid party and then we went over to a party in our neighborhood for all the adults. Adults have SUCH better parties than kids! Seriously. That might be because they have a little more money than us, though.And I saw a long-time-no-seen old friend at the party. Very exciting. It's weird how fate JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1119072646906256472005-06-17T23:31:00.000-07:002005-06-17T22:30:46.946-07:00Well I must say the past couple weeks have been beyond insane, and that if the weeks to come pull any other emotionally demanding twists, I just don't know what I'm going to do!My mother, sister, and I drove out Siouxland in Nebraska, Iowa, and South Dakota for my cousin's wedding. Sioux City is in Iowa; South Sioux City is in Nebraska, and North Sioux City is in North Dakota. Anyway, Nicole JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1117773391571103152005-06-02T22:37:00.000-07:002005-06-02T21:36:31.613-07:00Well, I've been grumpy for the past couple hours, and I'm thinking I need to do some activity that makes me happy, so I don't just remain idle in a state of semi-misery. What could that be, though? I should probably meditate. LOL, that sounds so incredibly cheesy, but really, relaxing and cutting my mind off from the internal resentments that have too much momentum for me to feel like I have JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1115664554095375132005-05-09T11:26:00.000-07:002005-05-09T11:49:14.173-07:00Well, this school year is almost over. I feel old. I know that people older than me would read this and laugh, but wow. When I was young, I looked at graduating highschool as this huge pivotal moment where I become a big grown up girl (haha), and now it's been almost a year since I graduated, and a year since I went to college. I guess time just doesn't stop. Next thing I know I'm going to JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1114391418819203552005-04-24T17:22:00.000-07:002005-04-24T18:10:31.230-07:00Well, I suppose it's time for an update--I take forever to get around to these things. I have been uber-busy, if that is anywhere close to an excuse.Yesterday was Footbrawl, run by none other than us girls of Kappa Alpha Theta! Most fraternities and sororites have a particular philanthropy, and then a philanthropy event. Ours is CASA, Court-Appointed-Special-Advocate. CASA is an organization thatJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1111453693968450932005-03-21T14:28:00.000-08:002005-03-21T17:08:13.980-08:00I really should be doing homework right now, but I should ALWAYS be doing more than I actually do, so I guess I'm used to doing what I'm not supposed to. I'm a bad student! Bad kid! Good thing my parents can't ground me anymore.I am the official lazy bum of the century. Over spring break, I was sure I had to study for my upcoming chemistry exam. I may have spent an hour or two total...over the JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1110523384897301602005-03-10T22:38:00.000-08:002005-03-10T22:43:04.896-08:00I feel positively wonderful. And why, one might ask? Did I meet a knight in shining armor and ride off into the sunset with him? Um, no. That's not what made me happy.I had a brand new realization that has set me free. Ya know what best describes it? Eleanor Roosevelt's quote: "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." I have had a huge load of guilt on my shoulders because JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1110015253421710402005-03-05T00:39:00.000-08:002005-03-05T01:34:13.426-08:00So I was reading through my old blog entries...dating back to 2002, fun stuff. I used to be a lot more personal than I am now. I guess I don't have to be paranoid about what I say in here as I have been. After all, it's not like I'm wanting to talk badly about anyone.I'd like to apologize to F.B. if she/he was offended. I'm sorry if it sounded like I was saying that people who have problems JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1109743125585888632005-03-01T21:51:00.000-08:002005-03-01T21:58:45.586-08:00Ya know what? I think that we're crazy. Because we spend our entire lives waiting for some sort of climax that will start at some magical point and extend through the rest of our lives. Some people think it's when you get your driver's license, or graduate highschool. Most of us think it's when we find our true love and get married.I know I'll never find a climax. I know that the daily JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1107547358101341052005-02-04T11:58:00.000-08:002005-02-04T12:02:38.100-08:00My cousin showed up several days later; she says she just needed to drive, so she drove to Wyoming alone--to Laramie, Wyoming of all places. And stayed in Motel 8. Alone.
I'm not implying anything specific, but I don't think she's telling us everything. And, MAN OH MAN! Could she NOT have told someone where she was going? I KNOW she had phone service in Wyoming. She has Sprint; she thinks JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1107121577709872122005-01-30T13:44:00.000-08:002005-01-30T13:46:17.710-08:00My 19 year old cousin is missing. No one has known where the hell she is since Thursday night. Which, I might add is very unnerving.Number one reason. She is leaving on February 2nd to go to Alabama and train to become an MP. (Military Police.) Because of that, she had to withdraw from school for this semester, so she has nothing to do.She has no military training this weekend.She had plans with JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1106712670742852382005-01-25T20:04:00.000-08:002005-01-27T12:53:26.476-08:00I am terrible at keeping up with the blogging thing. It's been fifteen days since my last entry. How sad is that?
Well, here I go.
I am doing well. I have started my new classes, which I really enjoy. They are as follows:
General Chemistry, Recitation and Lab
Animal Biology and Lab
College Algebra I & II, Numerical Trigonometry and Logarithmic Functions
Public Speaking
I really enjoy the JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1105392222103356042005-01-10T13:22:00.000-08:002005-01-10T13:23:42.103-08:00When asked what I thought the difference was between lust and love, it’s very difficult to answer. A lot of us would like to look at the world in such a way that people are sort of like legos...some fit together, and some don’t. You find a person, and it fits. Yay. You ride off into the sunset together and live happily ever after.
But what I say is this: lust is like legos. Some people fit JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1104139732300933662004-12-27T01:27:00.000-08:002004-12-27T01:28:52.300-08:00The Physical Barrier
One of the problems we face in our lives is the issue of performance and outcome. We work to achieve particular results, and hopefully they come out a certain way. Here’s the thing, however. There is no guarantee for success, even with any applicable method that has worked successfully for others. Maybe training eighty hours a week for gymnastics will get one person into the JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1103863427562050542004-12-23T19:57:00.000-08:002004-12-23T20:43:47.563-08:00Since I'm at home, I've had a lot of time to do some thinking. I really think too much. But I have looked back at my life and at other people's lives and tried to make sense out of it. I guess it's sort of fun to say what I've learned from this life of mine after my experiences. I know when I'm a lot older, I'll look back at this and laugh. I haven't been through the majority of it yet, or JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1103779340173998762004-12-22T21:14:00.000-08:002004-12-22T21:22:20.173-08:00Wow, it has been forever since I've posted. I guess I've been pretty busy. Did horrible this semester...I'm embarrassed to report my grades! I didn't fail any classes, but let's just say that there's no way I'll get into grad school at this rate. It was, however, my first semester, but man oh man. I CAN DO BETTER! And I will...next semester. Or I'll condemn myself to an English major and JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1102659249755411982004-12-09T22:03:00.000-08:002004-12-09T22:14:09.756-08:00The problem with me is my vibes. The ones I put off don't describe me well enough. I've been told by countless numbers of people, and the reactions of others who don't tell me matches the same thing, that I read "good girl." This, of course, is true to some extent. I'm nerdy. I think too much, I read too much, I write too much. I live in my mind too much. I don't do anything to hurt peopleJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1102489494420612212004-12-07T22:53:00.000-08:002004-12-07T23:04:54.420-08:00I am an official procrastinator. Thus, I have had four essays to write in three days, three of them being five pages or more, two of them being research papers, and three of them requiring citations and research. Wow. I've done a GREAT JOB with time management! I guess I reap the consequences now. Such is life.
I've gotten two of them done, and I am almost done with the third. I have yet JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1101877501293619392004-11-30T20:56:00.002-08:002004-11-30T21:05:01.293-08:00Wow, I'm tired. I always write blog entries when I'm tired. I just wanna say that I love it up here at CSU, and times are good! I was playing piano today at the Theta house and Michelle came up and was like "Hey! I didn't know you played!" and then played a song, and I was like "Hey! I didn't know YOU played!" Good times, good times. So we got to play for each other and talk about life and JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1101708188572356782004-11-28T21:47:00.000-08:002004-11-28T22:03:08.573-08:00It's almost eleven PM, my roommate's asleep, I'm exhausted but too lazy to go to bed yet. (I have a loft, and getting into bed requires climbing a ladder and going across the bed.)
Wow, that's pathetic!
Anyway, la. I should go to bed. I really should. I'm tired not just because I didn't sleep that much last night (and went to bed at 3 AM) but because I had to drive home today in precarious JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1100338923803481262004-11-13T01:22:00.000-08:002004-11-13T01:42:03.803-08:00It's been a while since my last post, and I don't really want to neglect my "Life of JNP" blog. It's so fun to look back at my entries from 2002, and I really understand the value of these things after a couple years of doing it.
A lot has been going on here, especially in the drama arena. I must say that I'm not really a fan of drama. Prior to senior year and this year, I had always been theJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1098165571398139102004-10-18T22:58:00.000-07:002004-10-18T22:59:31.406-07:00I don’t know what I want to do with my life anymore. I thought microbiology, but I just don’t know. I love writing. If only stupid fat Americans didn’t sit in front of the tube all day and rot. Maybe then there would be an actual market for writing. But there really isn’t. Know how I know? ‘Cause my mom’s a writer. She’s good, too. She’s won an upward of four national contests, has a massive JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1098165456588988092004-10-18T22:57:00.000-07:002004-10-18T22:57:36.586-07:00http://www.art.com/asp/sp.asp?PD=10040762&RFID=642275AWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!
JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1098165428405504212004-10-18T22:55:00.000-07:002004-10-18T22:57:08.406-07:00Whoa....what a fun night!I was initiated last night...so now I'm an official active of Kappa Alpha Theta...yay! It was a totally awesome night, probably the best weekend night I've ever had since coming up to college.
First, we went through initiation...going through "top secret" rituals and such. I thought it was fun, but I don't really get the whole secrecy thing. It's not like I'm gonan spillJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1098165277773534912004-10-18T22:53:00.000-07:002004-10-18T22:54:37.773-07:00Yay! GOOD DAY! My big sissy! I have a big sis now in my sorority--Kappa Alpha Theta. I'm so excited! WOOT WOOT!We--we being the pledge members of Theta--walked into the Theta house and they had a crossword puzzle prepared for all of us that would reveal to us who our big sis was. I couldn't figure it out because it was a five letter word with L being the last one (I knew this because another girlJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1098165191225462042004-10-18T22:52:00.000-07:002004-10-18T22:53:11.226-07:00My personality Test Results:
"Jess, you're a Secret Agent! Your personality is actually determined by two personality sub-types - your primary, or dominant sub-type, and your secondary sub-type. You are a Secret Agent which means you are a Thinker / Seeker Your primary sub-type is defined by "Thinker" characteristics and your secondary sub-type is defined by "Seeker" characteristics. That means JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1097554477459228762004-10-11T21:13:00.000-07:002004-10-11T21:14:37.460-07:00I'm the official scatter-brain of the freaking century.Don't believe me? Oh, you will. After this story.
K, so I went to chapter dinner tonight. Fun stuff! We ate yumminess breakfast for dinner...also known as upside down day and had eggs, sausage, pancakes, hash browns--the works. After dinner, I crossed this street called Laurel and saw my friend Mari trying to start her car. I went up to her JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1097461730122672542004-10-10T19:26:00.000-07:002004-10-10T19:28:50.123-07:00I have my car now! WOOT WOOT! Yay for the car! Now I have to pay a freaking hundred bucks for a parking permit, but hey. I have my car! And that's worth...more than a hundred dollars.This weekend was so peaceful. I got to go home, sleep a ton, and just hang out with my family. We watched Cold Mountain--talk about angst! But it was still good. Jude Law is so freaking hot. Hormones, man! lol
And JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1097110746996652342004-10-06T17:55:00.000-07:002004-10-06T17:59:06.996-07:00I changed my major today. I'm very excited. But get this: my schedule is going to be super-intense. My schedule looks like this:
Freshman year semester 2
General Chemistry 1 and Lab
Attributes to Living Systems and Lab
Public Speaking
College Albegra
Sophomore year semester 1
General Chemistry 2 and Lab
General Microbiology and Lab
Biology ElectiveArts/HumanitiesSophomore years semester JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1096651464759221022004-10-01T10:11:00.002-07:002004-10-01T10:24:24.760-07:00Ew, it's rainy. And cloudy. Actually, I suppose you need clouds in order for it to rain, but not always in Colorado. I recall two instances this summer of it raining from a blue sky. I'm not kidding. And if you don't get it, I don't either. Honestly.
Anyway, there are CLOUDS and it's FRICKIN' FREEZING! And it's yucky, yucky, yucky. And I don't want to walk to class.
Not that I actually JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1096349405038488422004-09-27T22:12:00.000-07:002004-09-27T22:30:05.040-07:00Has it REALLY been eleven days since my last post?
I guess it has.
What's been up with me?
School. Tests. An 82 on the American Government and Politics one, and a 76 on the Humans and Other Animals one.
Did I say that I suck at college-level tests?
Well, I do. I have a few things to learn before I get my scores up where they should be.
In the meantime, I get to drop my lowest test JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1095387434546776972004-09-16T18:58:00.000-07:002004-09-16T19:17:14.546-07:00Grr I spent a LONG TIME on my last post, and Mr. Compy decided that he didn't want it to work, so it was lost and forever forgotten.
Too bad.
Cuz I'm not writing it again.
I'm tired. As always. I do my entires, usually, in the evening, so I am pretty sleepy at that point. Or this point. Or whenver the hell the point is that I write these entries.
This weekend, I get my compy back. MY JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1094931386934255322004-09-11T13:21:00.000-07:002004-09-11T12:36:26.933-07:00Ya know what? Last night was my best Friday night up here yet. It was awesome.
I did write about First Tracks in here, but for those who don't remember, it was a trip into the mountains I went on over the summer with some other incoming freshmen of CSU. There were ten of us, which was an awesome number, and we had such a great time.
Anyway, I've been trying to plan a reunion where we can go JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1094788635697166822004-09-09T20:24:00.000-07:002004-09-09T20:57:15.696-07:00Mm, pizza.
Actually, I didn't eat pizza. I ate a chicken sandwich.
But pizza woulda been good.
Wait, ew. Not pizza. Garlic bread.
Mmm. Garlic bread would have been good.
I'm about to hit the wall again. Can you tell?
I can.
But then again, I'm the person inside my body, who can therefore tell when I'm exhausted and running on the final patch of energy.
Ya know what? I hate politics.JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1094754950745592892004-09-09T11:13:00.000-07:002004-09-09T11:35:50.746-07:00Who would have ever thought that prehistoric man had even an ounce of intelligence?
I'm not talking about prehistory as in Egypt, during the ages of massive empires and such. I'm talking about Homo Erectus, over 200,000 years ago. When people were in the process of evolving from apes to humans.
Ever heard of flint knapping? I have. I'd actually read about it more than ever in THE EARTH JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1094180567131124692004-09-02T19:35:00.000-07:002004-09-02T20:02:47.133-07:00It was a frickin' hot day. I'm not even kidding.
And the air conditioning is way too much, except in Corbett hall where it is non-existent. So you're either freezing, or roasting.
Anyone ever heard of seventy-two degrees? Yeah...that's what we call room temperature. NOT sixty point five!!!
Okay, I'm done bitching. I promise.
Have you ever been just totally exhausted because recent eventsJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1093389301682201602004-08-24T16:04:00.000-07:002004-08-24T16:15:01.683-07:00Classes have started, and I must say, I'm not a big fan of the lecture thing. To be honest, the kids in the eighty-hundredth row picking their noses are a lot more entertaining than ramble mumbo jumbo about whatever topic the professor's currently on.
I try to listen--I promise.
And I've done all my reading so far. I really feel like that's where I learn something. I suppose that's the way JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1093319054442068672004-08-23T19:39:00.001-07:002004-08-23T20:44:14.443-07:00WHOA
Sooooo many people here! I mean...so many that you meet fifty thousand people a day and then you never see them again cuz even fifty thousand people get lost among the massive mobs and crowds of CSU.
And yes, the riots. I've heard that those have been in the news all over the place. Considering that I don't get a newspaper in my dorm, I dont' know that first-hand, but...I'm going to JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1092690493439035112004-08-16T14:06:00.000-07:002004-08-16T14:08:13.440-07:00Yaaaayyyyyy! Josie's okay!
I kept calling around, and finally got in touch with her doggy-sitter (her family is out of town) and she's fine. She has a sprained leg, but considering what could have happened, that's GREAT! WOOT WOOT! Yay for the survivor doggie Josie!!!
**parties like there's a forever tomorrow**
JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1092675236197440002004-08-16T09:42:00.000-07:002004-08-16T09:53:56.196-07:00Uhhhhhhhhhh **crawls into a hole and dies** Guess what? It's horrible! I'm a terrible person!
Last night, I was driving home from Annie's house. It was eleven thirty at night, and one of my favorite songs was playing. So I decided to drive the long way, so I could listen to the song--it didn't occur to me, of course, to just drive the short way and sit in my driveway with the radio still JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1092609361435183312004-08-15T15:12:00.000-07:002004-08-15T15:36:01.436-07:00Haha...I've noticed that the mass majority of my entries begin with "Well..." How boring is that? My English teachers' eyes would have popped out of their heads to see me stoop to such boring, repetitive beginnings.
Good thing my English teachers don't read my blog.
Today I came back from camping. (I love rapidly changing the subject, omitting transition words--it's so unprofessional) and JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1092118606727686912004-08-09T23:16:00.000-07:002004-08-09T23:16:46.726-07:00Well, here I am, back to creating another entry. I really am not very good at keeping up with entries...it’s pretty sad. But here’s the scoop on what’s up lately.
I finished work last Friday. I am sad, but above all else, relieved. I had a few difficulties that I’d rather not mention at the moment–difficulties that make it so I will never apply for this position again. Nonetheless, it was still aJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1090003946426819982004-07-16T11:40:00.000-07:002004-07-16T11:52:26.426-07:00Well, it's been a while since my last post. Let's just say I've been a bit busy. With both responsibilities and exciting fun summer activities. If any of you are future CSU students, go to First tracks! It is TONS AND TONS of fun! And it's worth every penny. I promise you. And you know what? I can't start a new paragraph. Because my retarded computer won't let me. It won't let me JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1085707870481712382004-05-27T18:25:00.000-07:002004-05-27T18:31:10.483-07:00Oh. My...Ahhhh!
Ever want a reason to utilize birth control until you're thirty? Then go work at a daycare center with the one and two year olds!
I kid you not. I LOVE the little munchkins to death. But they are exhausting, demanding, and I'm dead after eight hours.
Lucky mommy and daddies get to take them home every night.
Personally, I like getting to randomly go over to a friend's JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1085376583860226952004-05-23T22:28:00.003-07:002004-05-23T22:29:43.860-07:00Don't you love periods of transition? They're crazy. And it doesn't always have to do with outer changes, it often has everything to do with inner changes. That's what I'm going through now.
I tried to explain it to my mom. I told her that sometimes everything we see, which impacts the way we experience the lives we are living, can totally, and radically change. I must say, I really suck atJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1084832220052913272004-05-17T15:01:00.000-07:002004-05-17T15:17:00.053-07:00Well, school is over. Officially. Forever and ever and ever and ever! Well, that doesn't count college, but that's completely different. And I'm gonna be there for ever, so I might as well celebrate while I can.
In the meantime, I get to party, and party, and if I find the time, make up an assignment I missed in AP Econ while I had the flu. What's really annoying is that I'm three percent JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1084511626591879362004-05-13T22:13:00.000-07:002004-05-13T22:13:46.590-07:00Well, this is been a crazy day, to say the least. I’m not sure if I even want to talk about it. Yick. Let’s just say that I’m glad it’s over. And it’s not really over until tomorrow, when I take my last two tests in highschool. I also attend my last day of highschool ever tomorrow, and then I am DONE. Done with grade school for eternity. Okay, not eternity since I believe in reincarnation,JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-10843855564860302004-05-12T10:37:00.000-07:002004-05-12T11:12:36.486-07:00Happy Birthday to Daddio! Fifty-five years ago, in 1949, Daddio was born to Dorothy and James, the third baby of the family and first baby boy. Then, he grew up to be a strapping young lad who had eyes for a lovely lady such as my mother, and...viola! I popped into the world!
Okay, it wasn't that simple, especially considering that he didn't have me until he was 36, but...it's something alongJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1084332625657186792004-05-11T20:08:00.000-07:002004-05-11T20:30:25.656-07:00Well, here I am, ready to post. Let's see how much I can write before the fam boots me off. You practically have to beat someone with a stick to get ten minutes on the internet around here. Oh well.
To catch up? I'm a senior in highschool, about to graduate. Graduation is the 21st of May, actually. WHOA. I'm so excited! I can't believe I'm about to become a so-called adult. Actually, JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1084311956775270272004-05-11T14:38:00.000-07:002004-05-11T14:45:56.776-07:00Whoa! WHOA! First off, I finally figured out how to make this thing work again. Second of all, craziness. It's been almost two years since I've successfully published an entry on this site, and...well, I just have to tell this story, because it's totally nuts! I joined a critique group in Yahoo! groups, where I have met several awesome, intelligent, and fun people from all over the world. JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-1084311169462367752004-05-11T14:32:00.000-07:002004-05-11T14:32:49.463-07:00Testing...testing...JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-945603312003-05-18T19:51:00.001-07:002003-05-18T19:51:25.266-07:00I'm not sure whether or not this is going to work. I've done several blog entries since the last one posted, but there is something wrong with my site and it is impossible to get it to publish! We'll see if it works this time. If not, I'm not going to be happy. Anyway, let's do a little update here since it's almost been a year since this has published. I've basically lived out my junior year. I JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-945603272003-05-18T19:51:00.000-07:002003-05-18T19:51:21.470-07:00I'm not sure whether or not this is going to work. I've done several blog entries since the last one posted, but there is something wrong with my site and it is impossible to get it to publish! We'll see if it works this time. If not, I'm not going to be happy. Anyway, let's do a little update here since it's almost been a year since this has published. I've basically lived out my junior year. I JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-834969952002-10-24T21:30:00.000-07:002002-10-26T17:05:33.000-07:00I'm in Love With Life
written by Jess (These are my song lyrics)
I can feel the sun shining through the eyes of light-hearted countenance
The arms of the world embrace me
I smile
The winds of fate are blowing me into an ocean worldwide acceptance
I love all those around me
And they love me
Sometimes things get frightful
But every storm will end up clearing
I won't hide in a hold forever in fearJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-806476182002-08-23T23:48:00.000-07:002002-08-23T23:48:14.490-07:00Okay...school started. August 19 came so quickly, I almost fell over in shock when I realized that I'm going back to school. Maike, the girl from Germany who is living with me and coming to school with me for a year, arrived and I had always been looking at that as something very far in the future. Now, it's here. And now, I'm a junior in highschool and four months minus a day from turning JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-800163492002-08-08T23:16:00.000-07:002002-08-08T23:16:17.873-07:00I've decided that people are the funniest beings on the entire planet. There are so many ways to get them to react in an entertaining way, it just is mind-boggling. I can't tell you how juvenile it is that I do this stuff, but I've had a lot of fun lately with pranks and interesting displays in public. Mind you, I'd never do anything that could hurt anybody or cause someone a disrespectful JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-796329232002-07-31T01:07:00.000-07:002002-07-31T01:07:51.456-07:00I went to a wedding in California. That's where I've been. Anyway, it was interesting. The bride and groom seemed to be very nice people. Socially graceful, and deeply in love. The way they looked at one-another when they made their vows was pricelessly sweet. Ha, if anyone could see me now there would be misty clouds of hope in my eyes. Someday, I will have that too. Anyway, what surprised me JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-787600672002-07-09T20:39:00.000-07:002002-07-09T20:39:10.193-07:00Everyone says that judging people by first impressions is wrong. But sometimes, there is so much you pick up about a person in a first meeting. For example, their body language. The way they carry themselves makes several statements about their self-esteem, their interest, and their attitude. Next, there is their eye contact. Those who are very insecure will not give people eye contact. People JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-787129372002-07-08T19:56:00.000-07:002002-07-08T19:56:17.340-07:00Eyes
all around me
All I see is eyes
Staring straight at me
Judging, contemptuous eyes
Glowering at me
Some horrifically sadistic eyes
Plotting to wound me
I search for happy eyes
That send sunshine warmth all through me
Understanding, compassionate eyes
That can make connections with me
But now all I see is cold eyes
Freezing, and penetrating me
And even though those horrific eyes
Seem to try toJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-786416072002-07-06T23:46:00.000-07:002002-07-06T23:46:53.740-07:00Coward of the County
(Roger Bowling/Billy Edd Wheeler)
Ev'ryone considered him the coward of the county.
He'd never stood one single time to prove the county wrong.
His mama named him Tommy, the folks just called him yellow,
But something always told me they were reading Tommy wrong.
He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison.
I looked after Tommy 'cause he was my brother's son.
JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-784083762002-06-30T23:29:00.000-07:002002-06-30T23:31:19.000-07:00Over Easter, my mother, sister and I drove out to Nebraska and Iowa to visit my grandmother. There is some backstory here that is necessary to be mentioned before I continue.
My grandmother, who lives with my step-grandfather, Erwin, was going to have back surgery. Erwin had gotten severe bladder cancer in the past, and now lived with a bag outside of his body that requried changing and such. HeJNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-781659482002-06-24T22:35:00.000-07:002002-06-24T22:35:41.583-07:00Great. Car accident number one. I was sure it wasn't going to happen to me. Not while I was sixteen, for crying out loud. I mean, I have to go at least a year with my license before I get in a wreck!
Didn't happen.
My cousin, Nicole, my sister, and I were headed to Water World. I was driving, because Nicole is not used to driving in the city. We had to take Sheridan to 92nd. I was driving on JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-778152652002-06-16T12:07:00.000-07:002002-06-16T12:07:37.046-07:00Today was sooooo hilarious. For Father's Day, we did a lawn-mower race. Can you imagine that? All the little Daddies and their macho lawn-mowers lining up, and heading out for some fine and dandy racing. Ahhh! I'm talking in fragments again! Oh well. Anyway...Dad raced his lawn mower, which is a six-speed, 15 horsepower mower. Some people brought in twenty horsepower mowers, and one guy even had JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-778007612002-06-15T22:59:00.000-07:002002-06-15T22:59:07.600-07:00Whoa, it is time for a break! Everyone who reads this unfortunately gets to know what I do when I'm not with friends, working out, reading, or babysitting. Today, I was doing the strange, mysterious thing I do when I disappear into my room for many relentless hours. Well, I'll start off by explaining that I have an obsession with math. I love math. I realized that I did after elementary school, JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-776143582002-06-11T09:32:00.000-07:002002-06-11T09:32:26.366-07:00Wow, it's been a week since my last entry. I can't say that I've been non-stop doing things, but I have been rather busy. I've been hanging with friends, practicing piano, and such. Saturday night, Dustin, Sarah, Garrett, Kim and I went mini golfing, went to Dustin's room to watch music videos, then went canoeing in our canoe on the Bow Mar lake. It was really fun! They are a fun bunch, for sure.JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-773731382002-06-05T06:26:00.000-07:002002-06-05T06:26:55.140-07:00Some life I'm living, LOL. Another night of insomnia. This time, I went to bed at ten, and woke up at three thirty. I failed to fall asleep after that. Uck. I can't ever sleep. What's wrong with me? I'm so exhausted, so tired, I just want to fall asleep and relieve it...but can I? No. I just lie in bed and stare at the clock, wishing all the hours that were passing I could have spent resting. I JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381485.post-772817812002-06-03T03:07:00.000-07:002002-06-03T03:07:14.250-07:00Ew...insomnia. I prolly shouldn't have eaten so close to going to bed, because I have this strange knack that some knife-murderer is in my house, LOL. Nightmares...paranoia. Lovely. And I went to bed at ten, so I'm not likely to be able to sleep through the entire night. I have been a night person lately; apparently, it's a teen thing. All I can think of while I try to sleep and can't push the JNPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12332158832071917884noreply@blogger.com0