Taking the "I" away from "I love you" makes the whole thing ten times easier to say to any given person.
I love something called lacrosse. I don't know if I can continue lacrosse because of how stressful this semester is going to be.
Pros of playing lacrosse this semester:
1. It's fun.
2. I'd make friends.
3. Being part of a team is like nothing else.
4. It's a great stress reliever.
5. It's great exercise.
6. Just talking about it gets me excited.
7. I'm not ready to give it up for life.
8. Games are like drugs: they put me on an incredible high.
Cons of playing lacrosse this semester:
1. It costs a lot of money, something I don't have.
2. If we travel, I might miss classes. My schedule is not a good class-missing schedule.
3. Practice could be daily. Already after 3 days of school I can tell I am going to be busy almost all day every day.
That's all I have, really. And normally if the pros lists beats the cons list you go for it, but this is my schooling I'm talking about. Do I want to gamble my GPA for lacrosse? Do I want to stop playing and most likely never play again? Do I want to risk staying up doing homework and always being tired? Do I want to miss out on college lacrosse? This is probably one of the hardest decisions I've had to face, even harder than deciding on a college. I knew the answer would be presented to me eventually with college. This is just a gamble. But I'll pray. I'm a faithful person and maybe this is something I'll get an answer to. No guarantees, but it'd be nice. Ugh.
I am listening to really, really good music. I cannot tell what it is though because there is a chance I'll be rebuked for it. It's complicated.
I need to go to bed but I should look at my physics homework. I've done so much homework today! It's great. I like being busy and when I get everything done I feel very accomplished and satisfied. Slightly stressed, but fine.
Goodnight moon.
Love Jessica Judy
1.9.8
Thursday, January 10, 2008
"And in that moment, I swear we were infinite."
I like new schedules because I like meeting new people, which make me glad to go to class. I didn't meet anyone new in Physics, but Brian is in there and he's basically my brother. In Creative Writing I met Shalene, Hannah, and John. I didn't meet anyone in Design but I think I will tomorrow. I didn't meet anyone new in IT either, but I can tell that class is going to become good friends because it's a discussion/debate class. In Architectural Design I met Dustin. So I guess I didn't meet That many people, but combined with the potential meetage, they make me excited for class. Goody.
I'd rather be limited with only one usable hand by holding a phone to my ear than to look like a fool by talking with an earpiece.
I love college. I love friends. I love walking. I love laughing. I love girls. I love boys. I love learning. I love professors. I love feeling emotion.
I'm quite satisfied today.
1.8.8
I'd rather be limited with only one usable hand by holding a phone to my ear than to look like a fool by talking with an earpiece.
I love college. I love friends. I love walking. I love laughing. I love girls. I love boys. I love learning. I love professors. I love feeling emotion.
I'm quite satisfied today.
1.8.8
Thoughts 1.7.8
I just realized something. The book/series of books called The Great Brain are by John D. Fitzgerald. The book The Great Gatsby is by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Weird, eh?
I like books. I like starting them, reading them, and finishing them. In real life, if you don't keep in touch with someone his or her life still goes on and you have a lot of catching up to do. I like how you can pick up a book after not touching it for a few weeks and the story hasn't left you behind. The characters are still there, sometimes mid sentence, waiting for you to join in. Plus, you often get to share intense moments with characters. And you don't have to offer words or encouragement, comfort, excitement, etc, when something extreme happens to a character. You just get to keep reading and speculate in your mind what is going to happen. Sometimes I get so involved in a book that I'll laugh to the point of tears, cry in sadness for pages, say words or make faces that the character is trying to say or do, or think about the characters and what they're going through after I've put down the book that day. I really like reading. I read for so long the other night that my eyes ached afterwards. That has never happened to me before. I'm getting old.
My schedule is great, so far. My new physics professor is strangely attractive due to his strong French accent, my Creative Writing professor is entertaining there is a cute boy who laughs a lot, and my Design class seems exciting and fun. I'm very, very pleased with how today worked out. Plus, at lunch I saw Alando sitting in the Union so we sat and talked. He is very fun to talk to. Then Blake showed up. We played a game Alando bought at the bookstore for 11 dollars called Set. I won.
Over winter break, the door locks were supposedly replaced so that the door stays locked always. We figured out that all they did was glue in the button that locks the door. I got a blow dryer and held it to the lock for a good 5 minutes to melt the glue, but all that happened was the handle got really, really hot and weird tar stuff was coming out of the lock a little. Then Mark and Tyler got theirs unlocked just by jiggling the handle a lot. It's not working on my door though. Dang it.
Even though I fell asleep for about an hour at the Union today, I'm still very tired. Plus I just ate. That sometimes drains me. Why? Something like the ATP my body produces is being used to digest the food I ate and it doesn't leave much for my brain and muscles. Seems like the digestive system could learn to produce it's own energy instead of stealing the rest of the body's.
It's 6:45. I think I'll read now. Goodnight.
1.7.8
I like books. I like starting them, reading them, and finishing them. In real life, if you don't keep in touch with someone his or her life still goes on and you have a lot of catching up to do. I like how you can pick up a book after not touching it for a few weeks and the story hasn't left you behind. The characters are still there, sometimes mid sentence, waiting for you to join in. Plus, you often get to share intense moments with characters. And you don't have to offer words or encouragement, comfort, excitement, etc, when something extreme happens to a character. You just get to keep reading and speculate in your mind what is going to happen. Sometimes I get so involved in a book that I'll laugh to the point of tears, cry in sadness for pages, say words or make faces that the character is trying to say or do, or think about the characters and what they're going through after I've put down the book that day. I really like reading. I read for so long the other night that my eyes ached afterwards. That has never happened to me before. I'm getting old.
My schedule is great, so far. My new physics professor is strangely attractive due to his strong French accent, my Creative Writing professor is entertaining there is a cute boy who laughs a lot, and my Design class seems exciting and fun. I'm very, very pleased with how today worked out. Plus, at lunch I saw Alando sitting in the Union so we sat and talked. He is very fun to talk to. Then Blake showed up. We played a game Alando bought at the bookstore for 11 dollars called Set. I won.
Over winter break, the door locks were supposedly replaced so that the door stays locked always. We figured out that all they did was glue in the button that locks the door. I got a blow dryer and held it to the lock for a good 5 minutes to melt the glue, but all that happened was the handle got really, really hot and weird tar stuff was coming out of the lock a little. Then Mark and Tyler got theirs unlocked just by jiggling the handle a lot. It's not working on my door though. Dang it.
Even though I fell asleep for about an hour at the Union today, I'm still very tired. Plus I just ate. That sometimes drains me. Why? Something like the ATP my body produces is being used to digest the food I ate and it doesn't leave much for my brain and muscles. Seems like the digestive system could learn to produce it's own energy instead of stealing the rest of the body's.
It's 6:45. I think I'll read now. Goodnight.
1.7.8
Our Morning
Chelsea wakes me up at 5:57. The alarm was set for 6.
Kylie, Chelsea and I sit at Chelsea's freezing car that wouldn't start.
Kylie's car didn't jump it.
Campus Car Fixer Guy said it wasn't the battery. Bummer.
7:05, get back to our room.
Trip to gym- unsuccessful.
Kylie, Chelsea and I sit at Chelsea's freezing car that wouldn't start.
Kylie's car didn't jump it.
Campus Car Fixer Guy said it wasn't the battery. Bummer.
7:05, get back to our room.
Trip to gym- unsuccessful.
yawn.
The left side of my face is melting. It's hard for me to understand people who desire to go into dentistry. What's appealing about hurting me and stretching my mouth much wider than it should be and jabbing vacuum suckers into my gums and cleaning gross teeth and smelling bad breath and dealing with one of the top grossest parts of the human body? bleh. I have bad feelings towards the dentist. I can understand orthodontists, not dentists.
I made 12 New Years Resolutions. They are good ones. 12 sounds like a lot, but they are all manageable. One is to beat Guitar Hero 3.
I like listening to NPR.
Don't birds fly south? Why are there a bunch of birds flying around my back yard? Crazy animals.
I want to go running but it's so cold outside and my face is numb. I wish so badly that we had a treadmill.
I finished a book the other day. Now I'm reading The Secret Life of Bees.
My schedule next semester is great and I'm excited. I'm in another Physics, Intro to Creative Writing, Intellectual Traditions in which we write and read books by authors including Plato, Homer, and Aristotle, Basic Design, and Architectural Design. I'm going to be very busy.
I want to study abroad in Hong Kong next year. I was planning on doing that this coming fall, but for Chinese University of Hong Kong I'd have to go in the Spring. So I'm going to try to have all of everything that I need done by the end of fall '08 semester. Then I'll just take a bunch of art classes in Hong Kong.
Should I go back to sleep? I'm tired. It's 10:31. I went to bed at 3 ish and woke up at 8:45 for the dentist. But I should just stay up all day and go to bed at 10 or so, then wake up early. Then I'll start getting into a good sleep schedule. But a nap sounds so good right now. hmmm
1.2.8
I made 12 New Years Resolutions. They are good ones. 12 sounds like a lot, but they are all manageable. One is to beat Guitar Hero 3.
I like listening to NPR.
Don't birds fly south? Why are there a bunch of birds flying around my back yard? Crazy animals.
I want to go running but it's so cold outside and my face is numb. I wish so badly that we had a treadmill.
I finished a book the other day. Now I'm reading The Secret Life of Bees.
My schedule next semester is great and I'm excited. I'm in another Physics, Intro to Creative Writing, Intellectual Traditions in which we write and read books by authors including Plato, Homer, and Aristotle, Basic Design, and Architectural Design. I'm going to be very busy.
I want to study abroad in Hong Kong next year. I was planning on doing that this coming fall, but for Chinese University of Hong Kong I'd have to go in the Spring. So I'm going to try to have all of everything that I need done by the end of fall '08 semester. Then I'll just take a bunch of art classes in Hong Kong.
Should I go back to sleep? I'm tired. It's 10:31. I went to bed at 3 ish and woke up at 8:45 for the dentist. But I should just stay up all day and go to bed at 10 or so, then wake up early. Then I'll start getting into a good sleep schedule. But a nap sounds so good right now. hmmm
1.2.8
EEG
If there was an EEG hooked up to my brain, the waves would have just shot off the page. It is completely absurd how often I get scared. When someone walks upstairs on a certain part of the living room, it creaks through the floor and causes my door to make the noise it makes when someone is opening it. Someone just made it happen. My body didn't jump like it usually does, but my heart jumped out of me and my brain went completely insane. I could feel the nerves exploding in every direction! And every muscle in my body flexes for 1/4 of a second. It's painful and frightening and completely ridiculous.
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