i Is a kolleg StooDENT... (o the places u'll go (and the people u'll see))

im at skool....my first day of college classes for the semester. its been a lil nightmarish so far. my first class i walked into with plenty of time to spare but i was a lil aprehensive since it was public speaking. as i sat there and listened to the conversations ensuing arround me i began to get more and more nervous...."is this the right class???" i asked myself. finally the teacher came in and wrote the class on the board alongside her name..... umm at this point im thinking that PSY does not mean public speaking. the teacher turns to the class and says "welcome to 225. how many of u r taking this class because u want to be a nurse?" as ten people raised their hands my own hands began to quiver. as a girl sat down next to me i said "umm i think im in the wrong class is this public speaking?" she said that no it was not and she had just come from a public speaking class in the annex (not the main building fourth floor) apperently the classes were mixed up in the book and she told me how to get there so i said thank u and tripped all over myself getting out the door. i went to the info desk to make sure and yes the annex was where my lost class was hiding. i got there and still couldnt find the number till a teacher who must hav seen the wild look in my eyes asked if i needed help. finally i found the class just as it began. 5 more people walked in behind me but they were late because of the mixup and were marked down.

for my second class i had creative writing. as i got there i saw this girl Denea who was in my classes last year and we sat together. i watched as this other girl walked in. she had the back of her head shaved short and dyed blue. the front and bangs were longer and red. her ears were gaged a lot, she had a bull nose ring and many other piercings. a tattoo on yer chest going down her shirt (if u could indeed call it a shirt) spagehti straps and bra showing.....ya.....i found out later i actually knew her once upon a time at Elizabeth but she was def no longer recognizable. we proceded to answer interview questions form the perspective of a shoe lol!!! and needless to say i loved the class and teacher!!!

my third class was interesting. brandon and i both hav poly sci or american gov. we got there early since we hav such a long lunch. we were sitting chatting a little but not much cuz he wsnt feeling good. this old guy walked in and sat down saying "oo i wonder wat this teacher is like." he then proceded to get up and as he walked past brandon he spotted his shirt. "the things they dont teach u in skool" the list is pretty long and he read every point occasionally mumbling or commenting to himself. wen he got towards the end, all the sudden he exclaimed "NO S***?!?! o srry no kidding?" lol and that was our introduction to Mr. John Ratliff our poly sci teacher. he reminds me of a mix between Dustin Hoffman and Benjamin Shumaker(excluding the language of course). the first thing he said at the beginning of class was "this is the first time ive ever taught so im kinda nervous." then he started laughing and explained that, that wasnt tru. he is totally funny but a hardcore demoncrat lol. so its gonna be fun lol.

finally my fourth class of the day....astronemy. brandon walked me to my class since he didnt need to be anywhere. we got there a lil early and the previous class was still in session. so we sat down in a commons area on the third floor to wait. at four i went back and the class was still in session....it didnt look like they were stopping any time soon so in light of the previous incident i went to ask info people if i was in the right place. apperently the class i was signed up for didnt exist.... the MW classes were mixed up with the TR classes in the book. so i talked to a counselor and figured out some alternatives but basically that is why im writing at this time....cuz my class was canceled (or never existed) so ive got nuthin to do till brandon is done with his P.E. stuff at 8.

all in all it was an interesting day to say the least. haha

Growing Up

so im turning 18 in 11 days... its kinda scary. idk that im ready for it. is anyone ever ready? or do some people just think they r? my dad got me this laptop as an early b-day present/yer going to college so maybe this will be an insentive to do yer hw lol its pretty sweet and iv wanted one 4 forever!!!! but it also brings some unpleasent thoughts...college. ya college is wen the little birdies leave the nest to make their way in the world..... im torn in two. i want to be on my own but at the same time im scared. i wont have anyone to tell me to go to bed on time, or to not eat too much ice cream. i wont hav to call home if im gonna be out late or if i wanna go somewhere with friends. no one to fix me lunch wen im feeling lazy or make me soup wen im sick. i also wont have a fuzzy body(my dogs) to snuggle with wen i have bad dreams or play with wen im bored. who will cheer my up with a sloppy, slobbery kiss wen im sad? lol this year will be a small taste of that.... my last year to show my family and friends wat they mean to me.

What Were You Thinkin???

so i was walkin thro the mall today and i saw this lady with a red shirt that had a hole cut out in the front so that half her chest was hanging out and let me tell u it was not a pretty sight. i just wanted to walk up to her and say "umm excuse me, wat were u thinking wen u got dressed this morning? do u really think that looks attractive? cuz i really dont appreciate being blinded when im shopping." of course i only whispered this comment to my mother who replyed that that shirt would look ten times better on me lol but i told her she'd never see me in anything like that. throughout the rest of our jont i saw many people who just didnt have a clue how to dress. i gave my mom the "did a dog puke that up?" look more than once and the "is that even legal?" look at least 3 times. i saw a girl squatting in the bookstore and her pants were showing parts of her that im guessing she didnt kno were showing...along with a rose tattoo not meant for the eyes of the general public. i mean come on if yer gonna wear pants that show off yer butt at least wear underwear. yuk!! *pours bleach in eyes* so anyway girls dress modestly (everyone around u will thank u) and guys....well thats a whole nother story lol

The Art of Stealing Innocence

how does one loose their hope? passion and longing for freedom. faitytales and romance... in my younger years i craved the adventure and the unknown found in my books. i would write page after page of stories. secrets locked away for some day to fly away. but now... where r they now? a veil is placed precariously over my face, waiting patiently to fall away once more. wat put it there? perhaps one too many broken hearts jarred my image. faded that spark within my soul. i now think in terms of practicality where i used to follow my heart and dreams....i worry, i think, but seldomly do i dream. is this just part of growing up? must i relinquish my love for adventure? will romance find me? or was this innocence stolen from me? forever lost to oblivion. only to be seen in future generations. or will love cure me? so many questions grip my soul.