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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

All We Ever Find

So my favorite song of the moment is Tim McGraw's "All We Ever Find". It's kind of a sad/romantic song, but I really like it right now. It isn't my typical type of song...

So my friend TC told me today that he finally read my blog. He think's I'm putting on a great big act. My parents tell me I'm too cranky. My dad specifically mentions "too edgy".

Once upon a time I was a really nice sweet person who never got upset or over-reacted about anything. She's still in there folks, I promise. She's a total sucker for romance apparently.

Where did I get it in my head that being soft, sweet and nice and romantic was a sign of weakness? And why am I so afraid to be weak? And why is being weak bad?
I guess what I am trying to come to terms with is that I don't have to be tough all the time.

And there. I made a post about my feelings.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Latest news and Mrs. Warren's Profession

Heya..

So what's new? I still don't know where I'm living. Martha is still moving.
I auditioned for the MWRep production coming up in a few weeks. The show is Mrs. Warren's Profession. I got cast as Mrs. Warren, and a few people I have worked with before are also cast. I think it's going to be a great show. There is a new girl, a freshman, who has been cast as Vivie, the lead. That is pretty rare for a freshman. We actually kinda look alike which will be good since we are playing Mother and Daughter.

What else is new? Nothing and everything. I have made this blog more of a place to write down things that are going on in my life, and a lot less about my feelings. But right now the only thing changing is how I feel about stuff.

I really want to talk about it (my feelings) but I'm not sure what to say. And I'm convinced I would bore anyone who had the patience to pretend to listen. Things I want to talk about? My feelings about Martha moving and about me moving. My thoughts on admitting how I feel for a change. My feelings AND thoughts about the Texan....and how we talk a lot less now.

Blah. Can you believe it's Friday night at 11pm and I'm thinking about going to bed?
What next, waking up early and exercising on a Saturday? Hey now....that's an idea!

Oh...and one more thing. Because if I post it here, I'll have to do it. I'm starting South Beach again. At the latest Monday. At the earliest Sunday. (I need to go grocery shopping) And someone remind me that I need to become a health nut and change my ways of eating.
For my own health. If anyone wants to do South Beach, or the diet, or the exercise with me...just let me know. It could be fun. Really. I swear. How about just throwing around a football?

One last thought. My roommate and her boyfriend are way too cute. Really.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Picture for you...


Here is a picture of my two best friends. I thought you all might like it.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Boo!

So...I meant to write here on Tues and Wed. So now it's Thursday and I am writing.

On Tuesday I had two things I wanted to write about, but since the news was so crazy, I think I didn't know how to write it. Or how to react quite yet.

So Martha is moving back to Canada. Her last day of work is October 14, 2005. She gave her notice. I'll be throwing her a party on October 8. Send me a message (or leave a post at my blog) if you would like to go.

I'm going to miss her. That's the simplest way to express how I feel.

In the meantime....I have to move. Any ideas for me?

Oh yeah...and the things I wanted to write about on Tuesday were the really gross things I learned about food in my Serve Safe exam...which is an exam for restaurant managers.
I found out sushi is not fish. That's the only non-disgusting thing I learned.
Send me a note if you want to hear more.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Want to go fishing?

So my roommate Martha has some friends from her home (Fredericton, Canada) visiting us, which means that Martha and I bunked up in my bed so that we could get everyone a bed.

Apparently at one point during the night I said "Want to go fishing?" She woke up and said "huh?" and I repeated the question, "Want to go fishing?"

I was sleeping, it isn't the first time I have talked in my sleep. I wonder what I was dreaming about?

I had just come home from Vermont...and I had a blast. It was just me and my mom and dad. And the crazy neighbors of course. I got my laundry done, washed and waxed my car, went for two long walks, kayaked down the other end of the lake, went for a boat ride (a few of them) and went in my dad's SuperCat sailboat thing. I also went fishing with my dad (maybe that's where the dream was from) but we didn't catch anything. We did see some beavers splashing in the water. And we did get pulled over by the State Troopers on their boat. Totally weird, I had never seen them on the lake, but my dad says they are up there every weekend.

The neighbors took me out on their boat, and I watched a few people wake board. I think I would like to try it, it looks much easier than water skiing. I got to nap in my hammock and got to drink beers by the campfire on Friday and Saturday.

I also got my butt whipped at foosball. Sam and I tried playing against John. We were all a little tipsy and he still managed to beat us. We were playing as a team. He was playing on his own.
He creamed us.

I'm going back to Vermont in two weekends, trying to get some friends to go. The neighbors are having a party with their company...it's going to be loud and fun. I plan on having a foosball tournament that weekend...maybe someone can beat the just about undefeated champions John and Martha. (4th of July weekend they were nearly unbeatable...but Dan and I got them once)

Let's see..what else to update? Not much...I still have lots of Worcester Tornadoes baseball tickets if people want to go...just send me an email!