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I hate the suburbs.

21 more days to go. I've already had 17 days of vacation. I don't know if I can stand any more vacation. I get so antsy to go back to Amherst that I can't even relax watching television. I can't wait to live off campus so that I can stay in Amherst as long as I like. Imagine it, in the begining of this semester I hated Amherst. Although now I'm understanding the beauty and uniqueness of it. When I first saw the Hill Country in Texas, I hated it too. But I think everyone melts away their dislike for the landscape after their first March. (Bluebonnet season) Now I'm stuck here in Hamden, without a car/good bus system in the winter and with very few friends. If anyone has any ideas of what to do with myself please let me know.
I spent New Years weekend with Murph. It was great. And I have to brag that my boyfriend made me dinner everynight, and he's a great cook, even if he is a vegetarian.*
I checked out a lot of books to read. Although one of them turned out to be about white supremecy. I also checked out The Phantom Tollbooth and a book about Phi (Golden Mean). At some point I have to analyse the prices for Earthfoods and paint the walls. I should do that, just to ward of insanity. I have all these things on my To Do list, but when I wake up at 11am, I don't feel like doing any of them. Then by evening I get bored, but I'm too settled to do anything about it. Vicious cycle.
This journal feels more like a press release than a diary. Because I know anything that I write down is probably going to haunt me later.
I almost wish insanity was kicking in, because that sounds a lot more fun than this. Like directing traffic with a scuba diving mask and a ping pong paddle. (Benny and Joon refrence) Perhaps I'll just write a twenty page journal entry. Oh wait, I've never written twenty pages in my life.
I really don't want to paint my beautiful walls. Sure they're wierd looking, but they're mine.
I found this while mulling through the internet:
Je suis petite. C'est ce qu'ils disent tous. Trop petite pour leur monde de géants.Ils disent que je suis un bébé dans un corps de femme, que jamais je ne changerai dedans, et que plus mon corps devient fort, plus il y a de l'espace dans ma tête, de l'espace vide, inutile, que je ne peux pas remplir avec leurs histoires de grands. Moi je me sens énorme dedans. Forte à soulever des montagnes, à souffler sur les nuages pour éclairer le ciel. Immense à prendre le monde entier dans mes deux mains pour le caresser, le rendre gentil, panser les blessures des forêts mutilées, boire les rivières souillées de notre ingratitude. http://pages.zdnet.com/maxarno/rouscaille-stories/id55.html
Which translates to:
I am small. This says it all. Too small for their world of giants. They say that I am a baby in a woman's body, that never I will not change inside, and that the stronger my body becomes, the more there is space in my head, of empty space, useless, that I cannot fill with their large stories. Me I feel enormous inside. Strong enough to raise mountains, to blow on the clouds to light the sky. Immense to take the whole world in my two hands to cherish it, make it nice, bandage the wounds of the mutilated forests, to drink the soiled rivers of our ingratitude.
*You know I love those vegetarians.
Maybe if I do all the things on my To Do list, then I can feel free to go insane. Then I could make forts and attack the kitchen table, sing songs that I made up, and glue macaroni to my hair.

It's odd how one day I want to be a physist and the next a park ranger....I just don't have any idea what I want to do. I want to be in an academic setting and yet I want to implement change. I want to be in a managerial position, but I also want to wade in swaps taking measurements. What kind of job can give me all that??

I'm thinking of changing my major. (For the fortith time) This time it's to Resource Economics. I think the basis for all of my ideas tho have centered around Math + Environmental Science.
So here are my new classes:
Natural Resources Policy and Administration
Environmental Economics
Intro to Resource Economics
Plant & Soil Science Sustainable Living

http://www.birthdayalarm.com/name

Type in my name. Ya, that's right I'm special.

My teachers are out to get me. I've got hw due on Monday, All-Staff on Tues (ok so no teachers involved there), a final paper due and a final exam on Wed (even tho officially exams aren't suppose to start until Thurs!!), then two finals on Thurs! The fun train has screeched to a halt.

It's a sad day when I'm dreaming about sleep during the day. Every night I hope that I will fall asleep before midnight or 1am, but no. I lay in bed unable to fall asleep until 3am and then I wake up frustrated at 7am. The past week has been one long day. All I want is one good night of sleep! Is that too much to ask??

I got paid today! First Earthfood's paycheck.
Anyway, I thought that I'd write in here, because it will be a long time until I write again. But.... ummm not too much to report, now that I think about it. All I know is I'm going to miss being on campus soon. OH, my roomate and I are trying to get out of our residence hall. Ya, that's all I can think of.

I got paid today! First Earthfood's paycheck.
Anyway, I thought that I'd write in here, because it will be a long time until I write again. But.... ummm not too much to report, now that I think about it. All I know is I'm going to miss being on campus soon. OH, my roomate and I are trying to get out of our residence hall. Ya, that's all I can think of.

" We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off." -Fight Club
This keeps ringing in my ears.
I guess that's because I was thinking today how I'm not smart enough to probably ever come up with a publishable piece of mathematics. At what point do you realize that your dreams won't come true? And what are you suppose to do after that?

I'm home!
My teacher didn't show to the 6.30 class so I got to leave early! While my mom was up at Amherst, I got to show her around a bit. I made her eat at Antonio's and walk through the student union and get lost in the parking garage.
Coming home is always odd because I feel different everytime I do. I never notice myself changing when I'm away, but then once I have my home to compare my old self and new self again, I see the change. And everytime I come home from the dorms, I appricate all of the comforts over again. A bath, a big bed, soft toilet paper, a normal keyboard, puppies, cooking, furniture that doesn't have a dozen unexplained stains on it, snacking ten times a day, a big tv, oh ya and silence.
It's mini hibernation time! Execpt that I'm going to be doing price analysis for work and preparing a final essay for school as well.
On a different subject, the news that Murph and I are dating is spreading like a game of telephone. If there is a congregation of workers and one of them doesn't know, some one is obligated to bring it up, and in a fashion that is meant to embarrass us. Not, that I'm ashamed or anything, but I find it funny how middle school it's become! And I've realized almost everything can be related to middle school.

I just had a very nice night. :)

Freaking out slighty...
-I have an a paper due next Tuesday, and yet I don't know what it is because the prof says it's up on the webpage, but I don't see it!!!
-Then, I don't have any classes on Wed before Thanksgiving....execpt the one at 6.30pm-9.30pm!
-Financial Aid is being a pain in the ass....if they don't process this paper work by Friday, I won't be able to register for spring classes!
-The math department is a pain too. No one knows what the requirements are! Not even my advisor!
-And don't get me started on the drama at work...
And on top of it all, I'm going to be PMSing soon, that is if I'm not already.

Oh the horror! Yesterday I had to clean the dirty dirty fan at work. The dust was so thick that when I brushed it off, catapillars of dust fell to the ground. Not only was it gross, but it reminded me of lint. If I was ever to develop a phobia, it would be over lint.

Happy First Snow!

Still working through my feelings about that after talking to a friend in Hawaii who was wearing shorts at the time. But the snow is making the bare trees very pretty.

I have a new chair! AND its like the ones in Hawaii, they can rock!! I'm going to view it as an early Christmas gift from Housing. Oh and the guy who brought it had the exact same Hawaii sweater as I was wearing, but he just found his sweater, never went.

This is my quiet weekend, I can't wait! Then it's back to puking Saturday mornings. :)

No, I did not vote. I was too busy. Kerry wins his home state anyways.
Today I had to help in the process of deciding to terminate two people. (And no I don't mean kill) It was not fun at all.
Never watch the Trimumph of the Will. For a Nazi propaganda film, it wasn't very exciting or raciest surprizingly.
And whatever is making my face peel like a leper needs to stop. I had a few people today not even say hello to me, but stare at me and then ask, what's up with your face?

Thanks to my coconut guru friend Colin, I have learned much and it's time I pass the knowledge on to the the thousands of you who read my blog.
Botanically speaking, a coconut is a simple dry fruit known as a fibrous drupe (not a nut).The husk (mesocarp) is fibrous and there is an inner "stone" (the endocarp). This hard endocarp has three germination pores that are clearly visible on the outside surface once the husk is removed. It is through one of these that the radicle emerges when the embryo germinates. When viewed on end, the endocarp and germination pores resemble the face of a monkey, the Portuguese word for which is coco. And coconut water can be used as intravenous hydration since it is so similair to blood plasma.
On a side note: botanically a tomato is a fruit, however for import taxes it is considered a vegetable, as decided by the supreme court in 1893.
Therefore, we are starting a petition to give tomatoes everywhere the recognition of fruit status that it so rightly deserves. Please lend me your signature.

I got a lot closer to my fellow co-mangers today, especially since half of them had their hands all over me! (knot game) And ya know for people who don't like to rip apart animals, they are pretty cool.