Your eyes tell the story

"Eventful" isn't really an accurate description of the last two weeks.. Neither are "insane" or "freakin-hectic-and-can-i-get-a-chance-to-breathe?!?!"....but that last one comes close. lol :-) But I am very excited to be able to go to bed at a decent hour tonight! woot.

Freshman Orientation started today.. I decided to be a Y-Group Leader, which means I'm one of them guys in the green that show all the freshies around the school. Woot. But it's fun, I'm partners with a friend, Nick, who has probably spent more time sleeping at my house/van in the last 24 hours than he has at his apartment. Today was killer -- we had to be at the Marriott Center at 6:30 this morning for check-in.. but I had to come early and stop by the HFAC (which opens at 6 -- thank goodness) to use the internet and send some work stuff to mi madre. But the day was good, and my little group is so cute. The girls are..well, they're definitely typical freshman girls. But they're cute. And Nick and I are having a blast...and I love Johnny! He's so awesome! lol I don't know why, but he's my favorite of our kids.

Anyway. I can feel the motivation slipping away. This is bad. I remembered all the crapload of work my mom has Fed-Ex'd me and I'll be getting tomorrow...and have to have done by Monday. And I wanted to go to Playfair tomorrow night (part of Orientation) which I suppose won't happen if I don't want to work on Sunday. *sigh* oh well. It's needed money, right?

I'm sick of getting angry, and I hate this paradox of not wanting any help in the form that helpful help would come, but not being able to get over it myself.

ps, Jenna rocks.

Drama, drama, drama. but not today.

Man, I'm tired. lol Alas.

It's been a good few days. I've spent a lot of time with my nieces, with even a little bit of playing time squeezed in. Like yesterday I met up with Katie and we went to lunch, walked around the mall getting applications (and a new pair of shoes for me) and then my sister, my mom and I went to this fantastically cheesy play at BYU and then to dinner. It was some durn good food.

And once again, I started updating with every intention of making a meaningful addition to this lovely blog....but that desire has fled. Hmm.

When the light was just right

It happened -- I'm in Utah. It feels really odd that I'm not going back until Christmas. Like, it still feels like I'm on vacation and I'll be going back to Maryland in a week or two, perhaps because all my stuff is still in my suitcases. hehe :)

I must say, I love my family. And I love my Bee. Hence why I came early. But my mom doesn't seem to much like the two of my guy friends that I've introduced her to over the past couple of days... Which is somewhat understandable, but still kinda sad. Oh well.


Well, when I started this entry, I felt like updating, yet now I really don't. So I'll just leave you at that.

Take your cat and leave my sweater

It has recently been brought to my attention by my new little Irish friend, Pat, that "girls only go for the (ahem) jerks." My argument is simple. If it seems that girls only go for the jerks, then that means that you only go for girls that go for jerks. Yes, some girls are stupid and masochistic, don't care much about what the guy feels, or even what she herself feels, but those girls are few and far-between. Although there are indeed many exceptions, most girls want romance, adventure, excitement, and affection. They want a guy to have enough strength and courage to be traditional. Girls don't want to feel like they're doing all the work to get a relationship going, and they don't want a guy who sits back and hopes the right girl will happen to walk into his path. They want a guy who's confident and secure with himself. Girls want the ones who'll bring a flower to her work, or call at night, or surprise her with a simple note in the mailbox, or under a windshield wiper. Unfortunately, most of the guys who fit with all those characteristics usually turn out to be total pricks in the end. Besides, "going for the good guy" won't get you anywhere anyway. Things will start out great, you'll be happy and there'll be romance and smiles, but before you know it, he'll be denouncing his emotional side in favor of detatchment and apathy, and all the apparent glory that ensues. So bring any girl a mix of the "good guys" and "the pricks" met in the middle, with all the good attributes of each, and I promise, she'd fall for him no matter what.

*steps off soapbox*

le sigh. Random rants are somewhat taxing, ya know? ;-) juuuust kidding.