So. (Has anyone noticed that I pretty much start out every thought this way?) Today was the last day for exams..and the last day for moving out of the dorms. Needless to say, it was a very stressful day for me... I woke up early, went to my exam, finished at like 12:00 or so, then I went to my room and began chucking things into garbage bags and throwing them away. Even after I did this, I still had a bunch of crap. But, since I have so much experience from moving around like a million times I managed to fit my fridge, microwave, tv, two large bins, a trashcan containing my movies and random electronics, and my over-sized laundry basket into Winston (my Honda). I'm just amazing like that. There's still room in the passenger seat too. Sadly enough, there was no way for me to fit my carpet or my futon :[
After I was done moving everything, I had to clean teh room. I only swept and closed the blinds. Thay accepted it as being clean, so I was like, "cool."
Then I had to go to work :[
Some really rude lady came in and pretty much set me off... I was really emotional for no reason and I very nearly cried in front of her. But I reigned in my madness and I was very kind to her... The instant she left I started convulsing and almost broke down. But, we were busy, so I stuttered and shook my way through order after order until Riley came in and gave me a flower. (Thoughtful, no?)
So. Then I was more or less alright. But I got busy again for the next 2 hours and didn't get anything done that I usually get done before I lock up. I was like...hours behind, and I was still twitchy about what happened with that lady...I think it had to do with me being sleep-deprived and stressed over exams and not feeling adequate...then she showed up and tried to imply that I was stupid and that she was in some way superior. If I'd been in to position to lash out at her, I would've commented that nobody with her hair could ever be superior to me.
Whatever. She's probably stressed herself and it's possible she may ave unintentionally lashed out at me. It happens sometimes. It doesn't make it right, but I'm not the type of person not to consider others' feelings. Well, I am. But only on occasion. Like when I'm joking or I'm just really disconnected from the topic.
Freh.
I'm really really tired. I'd like to sleep for days. But I still have a few things to do tomorrow. Then after that, I'm free!!!! Except for work.
That's still an upside.
So yesterday was the faculty Rockband Concert!!!!!!
For those of you who are not familiar with Manchester College customs, this means that the faculty dropped their semi-professional personas and replaced them with raucous musical instruments...
My Analytical Chemistry professor took up a bass guitar, my Physics professor took up a drum set, several electric guitars and a freaking flute!!!! (And lemme just say that the flute has probably got to be one of the sexiest instruments ever...next to the violin, of course...) The Botany professor totally killed some Santana with his supafly guitar skillz, and one of the most demure English/Gender Studies professors belted "Proud Mary" as if she were some kind of diva... Needless to say the entire experience was fabulous.
Katharine Ings is hot. She did this whole intro thing where she talked all salaciously and such. It was mildly uncomfortable, but it was still a good time. She was backed up by 3 other professors (Kate Eisenbise - she teaches my Christian Traditions class, and Jena Oke - an art professor and some other professor I've never had before...) Anyways, they opened the show, and it was wonderful...
It only got better after that because Dr. Clark switched out his drum set for a flute and just blew everyone away..and right after that, he picked up a guitar and performed "Money" (originally by Pink Floyd) with Dr. Hicks and Judd Case (One of the most fabulous communications professors ever!)
Later, prof. Case took the lead on Bon Jovi's "It's My Life." and in the nature of a true communications professor, he used a talk box...A legit talk box. That's hella cool.
Anyways. The entire show was amazing. Siren and I were rather stunned and amazed at how fluid all of the professors were. We were also convinced that perhaps Katharine Ings would end the show by singing a Lady GaGa number...Sadly to say, the final song was infact Journey's "Don't Stop Believin'." I could've just killed everyone in that damn audience..I despise Journey...and that damn song is still stuck in my head...
Whatever. I'm still swooning from Greg's fabulous flute playin' and his stunning guitar skillz (he double picked like a champ!) I just wish it could have lasted longer... I hope I can get a tape from Jenna. I will totally post it if I can get my hands on one...
She has a little creepy cat and a little creepy bat , little rocking chair and an old blue hat...
My darling Carrie has also responded to my request. She said that she would choose to live in a painting by Van Gogh (She also said she'd like to live in one of Monet's water lily paintings as well as one of Salvador Dali's floppy clock painting. Normally I'd be inclined to post something by Dali, but I! So, for your viewing pleasure, here is Starry Night:
It's clearly very beautiful, and I can easily imagine four best friends - stretched out on the ground marveling at the heavens while they talk about the future and their imminent separation... They'll always have the memory of that night emblazoned in their minds: shooting stars burning across the sky - proof that their friendship matters and that they'll always have each other, regardless of where their lives take them... I'd like to think that maybe this is what Van Gogh had in mind when he painted this
When I look at the stars, I can see my friends. As long as we have the night sky, we're together. So distance be damned!
'Cause I do not accept any less than someone just as real, as fabulous.
My darling, wonderful Jimenez responded to my request, and this is the painting that she would live in if she could:
Thanks for sharing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
