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How is it only week 2 of this semester? I feel like I've been back for months. I miss August. I miss summer. I don't miss working a lot, but I miss reading and normalcy and Potter and Terminus.

This semester just keeps getting worse. Little things continue to pile up to make things a general mess. I don't even know what to do about it. Actually, I do: sit in the library and deal with it my own way.

P.S. Got summoned to jury duty. 3 day trial, miss classes, miss 2 days of work. UGH THE PRICE I PAY TO BE INVOLVED IN POLITICS.

Also es gibt echt Leute die könnt ich ja....... Wie kann man nur so dämlich und Ich-bezogen sein?????

Here's a little reasoning behind why I will not support McCain. I don't like talking about why I do support Obama - because I live in a conservative Christian home and a Bible college.

I've realized from the past 8 years that even though I completely agree with Bush on moral areas and I completely respect him as a fellow Christian, he has NOT done a good job as a President. Even though I wasn't incredibly involved in politics for all 8 years, I remember the things he planned to do, not just while he was campaigning but just in general, and they didn't get done or they did and didn't do well. He has done great things! Of course he has. But the whole thing just showed me that just because we agree on the 2-3 important moral issues doesn't mean that we agree on other issues - energy, foreign policy, etc.

Plus, if McCain died and left Palin in charge, I would be very scared. Sorry - I agree with Palin on moral issues, too.

My dad let it out at Davis today that I'm voting for Obama. At first I was really upset. A Bible college full of McCain supporters against me? I don't want to have debates all the time. But it's kind of made me more of an open supporter of Obama. I'm proud to be voting for him. If you don't like it, GET OVER IT.

Why is my life so STRANGE?! More on that later.

Cryptic entry of the day:

I always feel like I'm over it and ready to move on. Then something happens completely out of the blue and I yearn for the same things I used to want. Why can't it just leave me alone?

Neskaya: The Classical Elements Quiz
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so. my day has been completely awesome so far.

woke up (after several morning interruptions) at ten to ten. laze about a bit, was getting ready to watch bones when dad calls (11:30). he can't find his keys to the extera, so i need to bring him the spare.
so i get (somewhat) presentable, out of my pj's, brush my teeth, etc, and head into town. gotta go out to the west hills (which i hate 'cause i hate hills). there's construction on this bridge, so we're stopped, and a yellow extera pulls up behind the motorcycle behind me. i'm like, that's not dad, right? he would have called. i lean out the window to see if i can see the little saddle that's on his rear view, but can't tell. so i keep going, up this gigantor hill that my car doesn't like. get to the top, drive a bit, then glance over at my cell 'cause it's lighting up.
dad's been trying to call me. he found his keys, and he's been following me for a while tryin'a get my attention.
anyway, he's done for the day and is gonna head home, so he's just going to follow me back. i coast down the crazy fucking hills and stuff, then i notice the car's acting weird. like, jerking and losing speed and rpms and not fucking revving. i stop at the stop sign at OB reilly, and i can't go again. can't start it, can't gas it, fucked.
i put it in neutral and dad rolls me into the pull off across the road. we check the oil and there isn't any, so we drive the block and a half to knechts (however it's spelled) and get some oil.
after we add it the car still won't stop, so dad fiddles with it a bit and we go back to knechts.
bought like $50 worth of weird filters and plugs and shit, but none of them work, so pretty much, my car's crapped out.
we get all of my important shit out of the car and return the stuff to knechts then go to this repair place to get a quote.

we've gotta go back and tow the car to the place later, as well as exchange this loaner car for dad's truck. it's going to be fun.

i'm not going anywhere for a few days unless my peeps play chauffer. supposedly the car'll be done friday, if it's not beyond repair anyhow. 191k miles isn't THAT many...

also, i said fuck around my dad like a gazillion times today and he doesn't give a shit, just laughs. only truly awesome thing.

KENNY, FUCKING CALL ME, BITCH.

These pics are old, but here are without watermarks or that kind of things
there are from souliejolie

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amy winehouse is off the hook.

ha.

um, so you people suck at helping me make decisions. i can't decide between making a boosh or bones layout now. i found a gigantic picture of the bones cast on the examining table, though, so i might use that. only 2 episodes left to go in the first season then i can start my shiny new season 2 (i'm kinda pissed that i bought it though. grr.)

jessi and i had a magnificent weekend. we left on friday morning and i made a mix in the car on the way and it was goodly. long fucking weekend in the car, though. we borrowed my papa's gps, and it's good we did, 'cause we'd probably be dead in a gutter and/or lost in washington if we didn't have it.
anywhoos: went and picked jake up from the airport and then went to the mall and attempted to go underwear shopping, but i'm a cheap bitch so i wouldn't buy anything. we were at the mall for almost four hours (fuego = the coolest store evarr). it was crazy. then we got tired of the mall and went to watch supernatural in the car. then we drove to woodland, WA (my second time to the somewhat dull state). i had no cell reception out at the lodge where the reunion was, so i couldn't text or twitter to pass the time. met all the family of the jessicameister. almost got eaten by snakes, found a place in the woods where crackwhores do the nasty, you know, blah blah. there wasn't a lot to do there, is all. we went to bed early and slept in late. in the world's tiniest tent.
left sunday morning to drive up to the gorge. GEORGE, WASHINGTON. endless entertainment for me. also found it amusing that their highway signs were shaped like george's head. yeah. anywaaay.
concert was really awesome even though i was battling hypothermia (my own fault, sorry jess!). i eventually dried off. anyway, dave is funny in a crazy man way, and he sings goodly. ha, duh. we made the mistake of not going to set up the tent before dave matthews and then couldn't figure out how to get back to the campground, so we decided to attempt to drive home. i tried reeeallly hard to stay awake and failed. and felt guilty. took highway 97 all the way home. slept in the car in a rest stop about an hour out of redmond.

my dad is having serious issues with my absence. he hugged me 3 times in the 5 minutes when i got home. i hope he doesn't have a breakdown when i'm gone for realz.

going to cut this short 'cause i'm hungry and i want to call the boy. (happy)

Brad Pitt and daughter Zahara Jolie-Pitt wave and give a thumb’s up as they arrive at Cannes airport in Cannes, France on Tuesday.



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Rule #1 of reading this post: No debating about the origin of the subject (creation). That's not the point. I read this while doing homework for Theology I and I wanted to put it in my homework, but it didn't fit. So I have to add it here.

"Moreover, nature is basically intact – it has not been substantially distorted by anything that has occurred since the creation.”

Uhhh, that depends on your view of “substantially.” Even Biblically, sin distorted creation, the Flood distorted creation, etc. Now humans are distorting creation. That statement is completely ridiculous.

Okay...I NEED you guys to actually give an opinion this time. Most of you are involved so...comment, please.

Registration is up for Azkatraz and it's $145. Too early to register? Just do it now?

Guys...

I'm going to be the Conservative Christian Republican who votes for a Democrat.

Hmmm.

Really long IRL post coming your way.

Now that I've been to all my classes, I can make some sort of prediction about this semester. First of all, American Government is definitely going to be my favorite class - mixing history, politics and ethics. Biblical Concepts of Leadership, though I love the professor, wants to make me cry - I'm not leadership material, so I'm not sure what I'm doing in this major. It's new nickname is "Biblical Concepts of Group Projects," because there's major group project stuff and the class is so small it's like a group project in itself. And, to be honest, there are a few people in the class that I can't stand. Everything else is alright, I guess.

Work is sort of a mixture of feelings. I loooove having shorter shifts, but I work a lot. And Ron scheduled me, the resident non-partier morning person, to a 12-9 shift and gave the party girls the opening shifts. Both this week and next. I have so much work to do for school already that I can't have Saturdays completely unavailable to homework. I need to talk to him. Ugh.

I'm also going to Waldenbooks today about my application. You know, follow up and stuff. I'm really scared.

This is where I get deep. So, I kind of enjoy scars. I mean, I have this nasty one on my toe now from marching through the jungle in the dark on Friday night and it's a good story. It's kind of the same way with emotional scars, too. They're just harder to see. Well, I just gained another scar. My cousin and best guy friend who moved up here to go to Davis? He moved back to Tennessee yesterday. At first I was mad, then I was sad, and after he explained everything, I understood. But at the same time, it's sad. I was looking forward to 2 great years with him - doing weird things people like us would do. I hope he never sees this because I don't want him to feel bad, but I'm really going to miss him.

Looking back at how I felt last March, I wonder how things got this way. I was so excited for this semester. Jeremy and Furr around - Amy, Amanda and I planning fun, crazy things - having people we knew from Central around - Amy and Amanda playing soccer and my being "unofficial manager" - my internship - the list goes on. Things started dropping off the list: Furr flaked out, Amanda's going to Broome now, Amy's living in the dorms and hanging out with other people, having certain people from Central becomes awkward. It's like the more you expect something to be wonderful, the more chance it has to being terrible. It's a depressing truth that's proven so true in my life. Now you know why I'm a pessimist.