Ok, Charley. Now I know what you were saying how it's werid to come home...

It was so nice to sleep in my bed, with my soft sheets and enough room to make bed-sno-angles. It was so nice to grab the keys and drive wherever my heart desired. It was so nice to see people that I hadn't seen in a month. And it was fun to go on an adventure the the U of M. But it didn't feel like home. SLP will always be my home, but it was... different. I'm in this inbetween place- SLP doesn't really feel like home, and in some regards IU doesn't either. But that's ok. It's actually kinda fun to have two places that I can call home. But here's how I knew that I had moved on from SLP to IU: I'm excited to go back. I'm excited to see my new family and sleep in my bed. I'm excited to go... home.

I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no fucking way Paper can beat Rock. Paper is supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that shit up in 2 seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say, oh shit, I'm sorry I thought paper would protect you, asshole.

"I'd like to tell today's youth that no matter where life takes you: big cities, small towns, you'll inevitably come across small minds. People who think they are better than you are, people that think that material things, or being pretty or popular automatically makes you a worthwhile human being. I'd like to tell today's youth that none of these things matter unless you have a strength of character, integrity, a sense of pride, and if you're lucky to have any of these, don't ever sell them; don't ever sell out. So, when you meet a person for the first time, please don't judge them by their station in life, cause who knows. That person just might end up being your best friend." Dawson's Creek

Oh what an interesting weekend it has been. I went out last night to the Sammy frat (Sigma Alpha Mu) which was really fun. I'm still not sick of it (even though I'm there every weekend)- but that's partly because I like that I recognize people and vice-versa. After getting a ride home around 3ish- I chilled with Carly, Jesse, Sam(girl), Rachel, Nick, and Sam (boy). That was just random goodness. Then I walked Jesse home cuz I wanted to make sure he got there safely. Then I put my jammies on and went back to Carly's room where Zach, Iggy, Mark and Trisha were. We were just chillin when the fire alarm went off- at 4:30 am. The first 2 times it went off- it only lasted 30 sec or less. But then it came on for a third time and all the RAs started going crazy and we had to evacuate... apparently the boys on the 3rd floor decided it was a great idea to grab the fire hose and soak their floor... which they did. Fire alarms can't tell the difference between smoke and water, so when the got wet, they went off. The RAs told us that they weren't going to let us back in to the building until they found out who did it... so off we went to Mark's room and watched an episode of Family Guy. Came back around 5:30 to see we were let back in, and off to dreamland it was. Then tonight I just didn't seem to be in the mood to "go out" so I chilled with people and got food and we went to the Foster library and got a movie called Orgasmo. GO SEE IT. It's hilarious and ridiculous and totally worth an hour and a half of your life. The night passed by and it was relaxing and just what I needed. Then it was story time from Sam (girl) and now it's bedtime.

I feel like coming to Indiana has proved to be a good choice. I've asked people how they are liking school, and if they felt that where they are was a good choice for them- and the response is usually either, yeah I really like it, or meh. I'm guessing if it's a "meh" they will probably come to appreciate it, but it wont be the same for the people that love where they are. Just something I had been thinking about. But yeah- I really am enjoying myself here. Oh college...

Women Should Vote Because:

* We are 51 percent of the population, and with this majority voice we CAN influence the direction of critical policies important to us -- like childcare, choice, personal safety and economic security, and a healthy environment.

* We are not effectively exercising our hard-earned constitutional right. 22 million registered unmarried women did not vote in the last election. And more than 50 million eligible women -- married and unmarried -- are not even registered to vote.

* A poll last year of some 3,000 women of diverse backgrounds conducted by the women’s voting project Women Voices Women Vote found that 65 percent of the women polled believe this country is going in the wrong direction.

* Based on the findings of a recent survey by Business and Professional Women USA, retirement security, job opportunity, good schools and housing costs are all of HIGHER importance to women than homeland security.

* Voting statistics among all women can be improved. According to the U.S. Census bureau, in 2000, some 30 percent of eligible women were not registered to vote.

* Registering is only half the battle. Almost half of registered unmarried women don't vote. If they turned out in numbers, unmarried women would be the largest voting bloc and would be the deciding "X" factor in close elections.

Who am I, and what do I want?

I need a place where I can go. Where I can whisper what I know. Where I can whisper who I like and where I go to see them. I need a place where I can hide. Where no one sees my life inside. Where I can make my plans and write them down so I can read them. A place where I can bid my heart be still, and it will mind me. A place where I can go when I am lost, and there I'll find me. I need a place to spend the day. Where no one says to go or stay. Where I can take my pen and draw the girl I mean to be.

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Even though looking back on my day, today, I couldn't tell you very many things that I did. Never the less, I feel like I had a very productive day. I slept until 12ish, had brunch with Carly and Sam, cleaned my desk, did homework and caught up with people, ate dinner, finished my homework, and downloaded classical music.

Rosh Hashanah is Wednesday and that means a new year begins according the Jewish calendar. Wednesday evening you will find me at Hillel eating a nice kosher meal, and Thursday I will be at the St. Paul Catholic Center- it's large enough to fit everyone.

42 days until my birthday...

Last night was a great night- for the most part. A ton of girls on my floor were getting ready to go out last night -thirst thursday- but I had no intention of going out. I had homework and Carly and I decided to order a pizza. So there was all this commotion and music and such that got me going here I am trying to do my math homework -pretty unsuccessfully I might add. I talked to Butthead for a few min -he actually called me- and then I was talking to Evan online last night and that was fun. And it was just one of those extremely ADD times when you're so happy and you can't do anything specific because you just can't sit still. So then me and Carly had our delicious pizza from Pizza Express (FYI- on weekends they drive around in a big fan and throw out condoms to kids) and listened as Sam was giggling about the boy she was talking to. But then... idk the night pogressed and it was 1 something and all my lack of sleep was catching up with me and I wasn't so excited anymore. I had hw to finish, which btw I was up 'till 3 finishing it. And now I'm REALLY tired and just want to go to sleep. But I'm done at 1:10 so that'll be nap time!

Quote from yesterday: "If you're gunna do it for like 5 min, and it takes 6... I mean... c'mon" -Commentary on Blue Balls courtesy of room 210...

I'm already falling back in to my old habits- perfecting the art of procrastination. Not only did I promise myself that I would do good this year and in years to come, but I can't believe it's starting so soon... I keep reminding myself that it's an insane amount of $$ to go here... But sadly, that just isn't motivating me enough. I've gone crazy downloading music (ok not crazy) and putting it on to my ipod. I mean, doesn't that sound more important to you, too?

So, unlike every other school in the USA, good ol' Indiana University had school today (Labor Day = National Holiday = NO SCHOOL usually). It was messed up, but I stayed out late last night to rebel; to whom I do not know. Never the less, I felt like I was defying the system somehow by not going to bed. Needless to say I was pretty tired today. My nap at 4 sure felt good!

Well, I'm off to sluberland. Hope all is well with whoever reads this. Goodluck to U of M and UMD kids who start school tomorrow. Wow, that seems late.

To sleep perchance to dream...

After two long days of my internet not working- it's finally back! Crazy highspeed internet. But, I'm reconnected to the world again... it's nice.

So, Mac users can I-chat and today I chatted with Mac and Alison on Carly's comp and it was really cool. I miss them. But it felt like we were all together- which was nice. I still sometimes can't believe that we're all in different states. That's something that will take a long time to get used to.

I need to go shower and get ready for the evening. Tonight is just one of those nights where I kind of just want to be lazy. We'll see.