The most wonderful time of the year....

So I started grad school last week. This is my second week of classes. My semesters are 8 weeks long, so really, I'm 1/4 thru the semester. :)
I am in the Communications and Information Management program at Bay Path. I got my BA here about 4 years ago. Jeez, being back on this campus brings back so many memories! Such a nostalgic feeling to be here and watch students running around, coming out of classes, meeting up with each other on the lawn, walking to the dining hall, checking their mail, working in the computer labs. Four years of my life was spent doing the same exact things, in the same exact places. It's so strange how I feel like such a visitor in their home when this was my home for so long. I do notice that a lot more girls were actual clothes- versus pajamas- than did when I was here.
The campus is so so so beautiful. I can't say that I appreciated nearly as much as I should have when I was here. I'm grateful to be back. I did receive a good education here and I am excited to start school again. I love academia. I love the stress of papers due, reading assignments- I love being able to say, "Ugh, I have so much work to do!" I love the feeling of finishing the paper I never thought I'd be able to start. I love being prepared for class and handing in assignments. I always anxiously await my grades, I always have. I NEVER skipped a class in which we were expected to get grades back. I love participating in class discussions. I love finally understanding the point that the professor has been trying to make. I love when someone asks the same question that I was about to ask. I love answering a question and having the professor's face light up and then hearing them say, "YES!" I love saying "I'm going back to school."
In two years, I'll be done. Where will I be, what will I do? I don't know. Hmmm...

I've always loved these. I got it from her website.

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

yes, my mom says she and my Auntie Lin named me after the little girl on Little House on the Prairie who falls down the hill in the opening credits, my dad says he named me after Lindsay Wagner, who he had a crush on. I believe my mom.

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

last week when I was trying to get an inspection sticker and Firestone told me they were going to change me $89 just to diagnose what was wrong with my headlight, not even fix it! I went somewhere else and paid $7 to get it “diagnosed” and fixed. It was the bulb.

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?

sometimes

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE LUNCH MEAT?

turkey, or seafood salad from Randall’s. Does that count?

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

no

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?

yes, I’m hilarious.

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?

yes, probably too much.

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?

yes

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?

nope. Of course, no one ever knows what $3 margaritas at happy hour can make you do…

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE CEREAL?

Ew. Hate cereal.

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?

I don’t really wear shoes with shoelaces. I guess I wear sneakers when I waitress- no, I don’t untie them.

12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?

yes.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE ICE CREAM?

Probably cookies and cream or cookie dough. But I could do without ice cream. I’d rather have cheese.

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

face

15. RED OR PINK?

hmmm… Nowadays, probably red.

16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVOURITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
That I don’t know what to say around people I don’t know.

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?

sai.

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU???

19. WHAT COLOUR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?

Tan pants, black shoes.

20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?

cool ranch doritos.

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?

thunder

22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE?

cyan

23. FAVOURITE SMELLS?

mmmm… happy perfume, good smelling people

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?

a client

25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?

no one sent it…

26. FAVOURITE SPORTS TO WATCH?

ew

27. HAIR COLOUR?

dark brown.

28. EYE COLOUR?

blue

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?

No

30. FAVOURITE FOOD?

macaroni and cheese

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

happy endings

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

garden state- I watch it like 3 times a week. I don’t have cable in my bedroom and I have to watch dvds. And I love that movie.

33. WHAT COLOUR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?

blue

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?

summer

35. HUGS OR KISSES?

kisses

37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?

38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?

39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?

hhhmmm.. nothing really

40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?

blueness

41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT?

nothing, part of a red sox game, maybe.

42. FAVOURITE SOUND?

friends talking and laughing, my cell phone saying I have a text from a really great person.

43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?

rolling stones

44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?

california

45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?

I am ALL talent.

46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?

Springfield, MA

47. WHAT SUPERPOWER WOULD YOU LIKE?

to freeze time, I’ve always wanted that one.

Because I think entries with pictures are more fun: The boys, having a romantic dinner...

Sarah singing in the car.

These my pretty ladies out on the town while I was at work. Sad.

sooooo.... this weekend was pretty slow and mellow. Which was great, I'm still tired today though, but refreshed. I did alot of scrapbooking yesterday. I had this idea- there is a new scrapping challenge blog where every week, there is a new "one little word" that you have to make a layout too. I liked the idea, so I was wondering how they come up with the words. (The words so far have been "go" and "stop," which aren't that hard to come up with, but whatever.) So I googled a random word generator, and actually found one. And you can put in what kind of word (verb, noun, etc.) and it's complexity (very common, uncommon, etc.) So, I just generated a bunch of words and wrote them all down. Then, I my typical fashion, I carried this little sticky note with about 40 words written in tiny handwriting around in my purse for about 3 weeks.

But alas, this weekend, I made a "words" album. I covered an ugly 8X8 scrapbook in awesome paper covered with quotes and stuff and started scrapping. I cut up all the words (on that little tattered sticky note) and picked on, thought about it a bit and blew through the pages!

So far I scrapped:

repair

become

clarity

sign

admit

clear

admire

That's a lot! And it's so fun- I am so excited to pick my next word, and it's so inspiring!!! My mind swirls and has all these ideas, and after a few minutes, I decide on one and the pages starts to take shape in my head. Scrapbooking has NEVER been like this for me before. It's pretty awesome!

my knight showed up in a shiny blue corolla

So Paris Hilton is going back to jail. I feel a little bad, it's just that bizarre sympathy I feel for the guilty that always makes me think I should have been a criminal attorney.

Anyhoo- things are going pretty good for me right now. I have some male companion prospects which is always exciting. I was starting to think I walked out on the only one who would have me. But, I guess I was wrong.

I wish I was one of those girls who didn't care- like, my roommate, or my friend from college- they can be like, "Ew. He called me twice today. Stalker- so over it." I, on the other hand, am like, "CAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL MEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!" I am very bad at the whole "playing hard to get game." It's only because if I enjoy spending time with someone, I want to spend time with him. If I can do without him anyway, I do without and I don't waste my time.

I am a very bad faker- so if I am not interested, you know. My eyes glaze over, I can't listen even if I force myself- it's a bad habit. I am trying to work on my listening skills, even if, god forbid, whoever I'm talking to is not totally entertaining me at the time.

Another thing, I am at that age (actually I've been at "that age" for a while) were if I think someone is attractive, I have to glance down to see a if there is a ring. (sidenote: I'm actually now at "that age" were I could get lucky and they are already getting divorced, but that's besides the point) But what is up with this, guys who sweep you off your feet, for a night, or a weekend, or on an ongoing funny-ive-run-into-you-again type situation- where you laugh, and talk, and share, and start to crush-on, and maybe even kiss- or something. And come to find out, they are engaged? OK, this has happened to me 3 times since last summer. And everytime my heart drops a little, not because I was in love, but because it's a blow. And it's such a surprise, because these guys aren't big jerky jerks. They are nice, and smart and funny- and not players! That's why I think guys should wear engagment rings too. It's only fair. Plus, that way it would be alot easier for girls to propose if they wanted, because they could by a ring too. Eat that DeBeers, this could be a revolution. Bigger than the "right hand ring."

But, as far as the whole guy thing. I am in a pretty good place right now. Getting over the seemingly unget-over-able, meeting some nice people. (well, one I found out has a girlfriend, one may have a girlfriend, and one's kind of a jerk, but in a I-want-to-makeout-with-you-because-you're-a-big-sexy-jerk-who's-nice-to-me-sometimes kind of way.) But still, it's nice to be out there. I still get phone calls from Mr. Seemingly UNget-over-able, but now, rather then spraining my ankle and stubbing my toe in an frantic effort not to miss his call, if find myself pressing ignore, or thinking to myself, "ugh. what now." So, I think that's a good sign. I know it's not cold turkey, but I'm just not that kind of girl. I need to wean myself off the drug.

Ok, I have been cracking up for the last hour reading this girl's blog. She is rereading all of the Baby Sitters Club books and then gives her reactions and thoughts on them.

I have laughed out loud, like 15 times now. And I'm not usually a "laugh-out-louder."

wiki what?

ok, how does this happen?

Why am I not a "notable alumni?" How do I become one?

back to the old grind...

So, I am reading this book, eat, pray, love by Elizabeth Gilbert and it is so amazing! I am savoring every sentence and sometimes rereading parts just to extend the time this book will be in my hands. I already know I am going to be very sad when I'm done reading it.

I was telling my friend about the book and I mentioned a part that really hit home for me. It seemed to parallel my feelings about Matt and the difficulty I have getting over him. Later that day, she found out her boyfriend had been talking to his ex and lying to her about it. She went to talk to him and I reminded her about the story before she left.

"But I really loved him... I wish me and David could-"

He cuts me off. "See, now that's your problem. You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be."

-Elizabeth Gilbert, eat pray love

buuuured.

All day today I've felt like it's Friday. It's a little off-putting because, um, it's not, it's Thursday. It's not like one of those great days when you feel like it's Thursday, but it's Friday. You know how GREAT that feels? Imagine that, opposite.

little emails, because i'm bored at work.

my feet, bored at work.

me, bored at work.

I think I'm getting a little anxious because I am going to Florida on Satuday! YAY! I hope I lose 20 lbs on the plane. hmmm... it's that possible? I doubt it.

NOTE TO SELF:

don't get a hair cut before work while wearing a white sweater. The only worse then pet hair on a black sweater is your own hair on a white sweater. EW.
long live sticky lint remover rolls.