i'll be running circles around you sooner than you know

yesterday (or it mightve been the day before) i had a meeting with the dean of the volgeneau school at my university (the school IT is in). i had been chosen for a thousand dollar scholarship for my books and stuff and he was explaining why i was chosen.

"usually i choose people who are really active in the volgeneau school," he starts. "they volunteer to help out at all our events, drop in for chats during breaks, do research for professors. (i am not one of those people, but have been instructed to become one as soon as possible.) but then i saw your transcript and i thought it was just astounding (he might have said amazing) that a woman could do so well, especially in your field, so i immediately gave it to you."

umm what??

did you just say you were surprised that i was doing well in IT because i'm not a guy but hide it in a compliment?? sexist much??

i mean, you arent exactly what i envisioned when i heard dean of the it&e school, but you dont see me actually verbalising my surprise. sheesh.

*Jerk It Out - Caesars

all alone, smoking his last cigarette. i said, "where you been?"

today i was supposed to update last semester's powerpoint for my group presentation in order to show all of the progress we've made. since we've made about as much progress as (insert witty metaphor about something that makes no progress here) my goal was to make it prettier. i'm the only girl in a class of 25. i think we could all use some more pinks and purples.

instead, i read through pages of mylifeisaverage.com, which totally beats fml by the way. who wants to read a bunch of whiny pity parties anyways?? plus, practically every mlia post has to do with harry potter and ninjas... so yeah, its pretty awesome.

i also spent some time on howmanyofme.com. do you know there is one person in the US named sirius black?? it is imperative that i find this person. as soon as possible. there is also one albus dumbledore. you can find him.

*You Found Me - The Fray

these words are my diary, screaming out loud

i write this blog for myself. i mean, it's great that people read it and comments seriously make my life, but i write what i want to write, when i want to write, and how i want to write. i don't change any of that to gain popularity in the blogosphere.

that being said, when i noticed that two people stopped following my blog, my first reaction was ouch.

has my writing gotten so much worse/stupider than usual that you couldnt bear to see the updates pop up in your dashboard?? (sidenote: i hate writing the word bear. i can never remember if it's bear with me or bare with me. the english language can be so confusing.) but yeah, ouch.

moving on.

so i think i may have decided what i want to do with my life. for now. and it has nothing to do with computers or IT or anything i studied in college, though the business classes may come in handy. i think i might want to start my own publishing company. like a small one that puts out a handful of books a year. with a small group of friends/random strangers that become friends. there'll be an adjacent bookstore where we sell the books we publish and select others. no big names in our store though (no i'm not one of the people who thinks i'm too cool to read what everyone else is reading, but the random unknown authors will fit in with the atmosphere). we may barely break even, but that'll be okay. the setting will be a lot... cozier for lack of a better word than places like borders and barnes and noble. it will be nice.

*Breathe (2 am) - Anna Nalick

i'm a man without conviction. i'm a man who doesn't know.

i'm applying for grad school this weekend. or at least that was the plan. i downloaded all the forms, filled out one self-evaluation form, and am ready to call it a day. but, hey, at least i got the ball rolling. right?? right.

and there's nothing to procrastinate with because the internet is boring me, my books are busy running circles around virginia (after getting out of baltimore they have checked in an out of chantilly and dulles three times. wth), and my dad wants me to clean the house. applications are the lesser of two evils.

you would think that by this point i would know which school i'm applying to, but that just wouldn't be me. i'm still flip-flopping between AIT with a concentration in information security and assurance and compter forensics.

i need to make a decision asap... which of course means i need someone to make a decision for me.

that's where you come in.

yes, my dear blog readers i'm giving you the opportunity of a lifetime. choose my future. make the decision that may or may not change my entire life.

AIT or computer forensics?? the decision is yours.

*Karma Chameleon - Boy George

like a gunshot, like a siren

why is it that growing up, sirens used to be such a rarity?? when a fire truck/ambulance/sirening police car passed by, we - and all the other kids i knew - would press our noses to the glass and watch it pass by in awe. now, it seems like you hear sirens more than birds. and that's saying something because we have some real chatty cathys when it comes to birds in our area. maybe it was the area we lived in, maybe it was just the times, maybe i was just extremely unobservant and missed them... but i did not hear sirens every ten minutes. i didn't even hear them every week. now i understand that living across the street from a firehouse is bound to raise the number of sirens i hear, but even on the road and in school they're pretty much a daily occurrence. i miss the days when sirens and lawn motors didnt wake me up every single morning.

*Sirens - Angels and Airwaves

basketball shorts

i have this new obsession with guy's basketball shorts. i dont know why, but a sudden unexplicable love for them has taken over my life. okay, maybe not taken over my life, but i really do love them.

i was standing in the incredibly long bookstore line at mason waiting to spend $192.00 on one stupid business book. gargantuan waste of money?? i think so. anyways, i was standing in line and my glance fell upon the guys clothes section, namely the basketball shorts. and for some unfathomable reason, i really really wanted a pair. i couldnt risk getting out of the line i had been standing in for a lifetime to get them, though, but i planned on coming back.

yesterday, my sister got me a pair. and i LOVE them. they are the most comfortable amazing shorts i have ever owned. and i see myself wasting all my money on them in the next week. who needs textbooks anyways??

guys get all the cool stuff.

*Basketball Shorts - Hoobastank (yes, it's an album name. i dont care. it fits)

you had a bad day, you're taking one down

the amount of suckage that this day had could put hoover out of business.

stupid school.

and then, i was looking forward to getting home and getting my book, because yesterday afternoon it arrived in baltimore. do you know how far a drive it is from my house to baltimore?? not that far. but being the obnoxious city that it always is, they have decided not to send my book along its merry way just yet. it was scanned on arrival... twice... but nothing else. this always happens. my stuff travels around the world in a day and then gets stuck in baltimore forever. grr. i wanted my book.

stupid baltimore.

on the upside, i ate my first meal since i got back to america tonight. ive been living off of granola bars up until now :/.

*Bad Day - Daniel Powter

i had no idea where my head was at

standing at the bus stop this morning, the pw shuttle just pulls up with its dark green sign saying prince william campus in big letters (after a while you know where its going just by the color).

dude: *points to bus* is that going to prince william?

me: *looks at big sign, looks at dude, says first thing that comes into my head* no that sign means that it goes to all the campuses except pw.

dude: oh. *turns to walk away*

me: umm... i'm joking.

dude: oh. *stares at me confused*

lesson learned: hold back sarcastic comments when talking to strangers.

*I So Hate Consequences - Relient K

i'm sure you've heard it all before

since my return to america has apparently started me on a blogging frenzy, i might as well continue. here are some interesting-ish facts i dugg up:

>>remember that mom that pretended to be a teenaged guy on myspace which resulted in the suicide of a girl she knew?? she couldnt be charged for causing the girl's suicide directly, but they charged her with three misdemeanors so she wouldnt get let off completely. a judge recently dismissed her case because it was too "vague."

>>defining a slave as someone who is "forced to work, held through fraud, under threat of violence, for no pay beyond subsistence," did you know that there are more slaves in the world today than ever before in human history? 27 million!

>>proof that girls rule and boys drool, godmothers are the new godfathers of the naples' crime scene, but way cooler. not only do they "rule their crime families with steely determination, [they] also raise the kids and stir the pasta." way more than the men used to do.

>>if you live in the uk, you can be fined and jailed for holding a fake designer bag. they go against counterfeit and copywright laws, and now the producers of the bags are not the only ones to get in trouble.

>>remember in science when we used to learn about molecules?? well for the first time ever, a single molecule has been pictured close-up with an Atomic Force Microscope.

>>we've all seen people with ridiculous reactions to things, but i think this dude takes the lead. he shot his girlfriend in the neck because she gave him aids. she died.

>>i say it a lot more than i probably should, as do most people i know, but is the word 'retarded' as bad as the "n word"? these people think so. i think the fact that it's becoming so main stream might make me want to stop saying it more than anything else.

>>just more proof that kids in this society can be cruel and vicious, a 15 year old boy was killed in a school yard fight. remember when kids used to be innocent??

>>sometimes, real life has story book endings too. at least it did for this family whose daughter showed up alive and healthy 18 years after she was abducted. she's probably traumatized, and she has two kids, but at least she was able to remember who she was.

>>because technology is awesome, they've discovered that studying the way you type can be used to give early warnings of dementia. speaking of health, chewing gum can help your memory. they dont know exactly why yet, only that it does.

>>the stethoscope as a symbol for doctors is universal and timeless, or so i always thought. the medical tool is beginning to be considered obsolete and dated. kinda sad.

>>according to these 12 signs you'll live to 100, it's a surprise i made it to 21. i can sure kiss seeing a triple digit age good-bye.

>>and finally, he thinks that energy drinks are just a way to give lazy, overweight people enough energy to maybe stand to get off the couch for a couple of hours. i think i agree.

congratulations, you are now a marginally small amount more informed.

*Wonderwall - Oasis

this made me laugh yesterday. i had a 3 hour break between classes yesterday at PW and in my morning panic forgot to bring something to amuse myself with. hiding from food leaves you with only no talking areas to sit in.