***** (doesn't really have anything to do with anything. just me being mad.) *****
gosh i feel like i should just say "go read the entry from the day with the mountains." everything has been so up and down recently i'm really getting mad. i just got off the phone with my parents - my 99% sunny, happy, chipper parents - and i'm borderline pissed. nothing makes me more sad than when i hang up the phone wondering why i called. papa has been answering the phone in THE most annoying robotic voice and its really irritating. on top of that, once i identified myself he asked "wait...did you just wake up from yesterday?" ok i love deep questions, i love quirky tangents, but I ABSOLUTELY DESPISE questions like that that only serve to provoke questions about what in the world is going on in seattle. it's midnight! i've talked to them already once today and he knows for a fact that i didn't spend the whole day in bed, so what kind of question is that??? gaaaaaaaah. do i sound frustrated? geez. not the post i'd been planning to write. other than this latest human interaction of mine, today was quite awesome. indeed, these last couple days have had some of the most gratifying moments in a while. where to begin, now that i've already vented my negativity early on... hehe only sunshine dust ahead. (oooh citing sources: creepy saladfingers)
***** (ok...done with that one...now on to the funner (hehe) stuff) *****
tonight i went to a concert at pickard with kruik, holly, rose, dan, gill, and mike - ladysmith black mambazo - it was amazing. (prompt google search, etc etc. go see them!) i'd been rather bummed about it till dinner, because i didn't have a ticket (they sold out reaally quickly) and so i figured i'd just do laundry and homework and fun stuff like that. anywho dan's friend couldn't make it so he offered me her ticket. i am eternally grateful to both of them. so much energy, so much fun. i realized while i was sitting there, that many of my most memorable moments have occurred in pickard... seeing paul rusesabagina speak... sitting there as freshmen... watching a play there as a prefrosh... anywho. one more awesome event to tack on to the memory list. i kept thinking of grahammy during the concert (they're from south africa) and how much he would've enjoyed seeing them. c'est la vie.
there's a chance lima's coming up next weekend, which would make me so happy. (fingers crossed, right?) ooh thinking of things to do...
speaking of things to do, it's 12:11 and i'm exhausted. there is much to be done tomorrow along the lines of cleaning, baking, and gathering random facts about some as-yet undetermined countries for NATO-VINO tomorrow night. i'm really glad it's the weekend. i need to get over this stupid cold, do my readings for next week so i don't encounter the same difficulties in the mexican revolution as this week (i.e. waaay too many similar spanish names of waay too many dissimilar characters that i couldn't, for the life of me, keep straight.) i'm sure we have a quiz next week in es, paper topic and collective action dilemma in gov, and another short story for english. before i go to bed (after gargling with water from the dead sea first... g;lskdjfs) i just have to say that although i'm superbly bummed that i don't have enough time for auditing ornithology, there is no way i would drop this english class for it. despite my disproportionate affection for birds vis a vie the english language, i've never been so excited to go to a class that has NOTHING to do with my major, and could potentially kick my ass. BRILLIANT.
it's amazing how happy just typing can make you. i was angry-ish when i started this, and now i'm just sniffly. mental hug and goodnight!