funny how things never seem to change

I was sitting here again thinking about how lame the past titles of my posts have been and trying to come up with a better one, when I realized I was doing just that. Thinking over what my title should be, just like when I first made this blog. Ha ha...
I went home for thanksgiving, and I really didn't want to leave. I have one more week and a half before the end of the term, and it's stretching forever. I'm perpetually nervous about my PT test this friday. I mean, it's not like it's new or scary... just pushups, situps, and a 2mi run... but I have a chance to pass it this time... and I'm really excited and nervous. I really don't want to be crushed before finals week.
I'm considering writing a little book for ROTC, an unnofficial guide to being an ROTC cadet at OSU. I have so many insights and experiences after just one term that I would love to have passed on. Especially so the freshmen don't have to make the same stupid mistakes I did. I just paused to write part of it here, get it started so I won't forget everything. There is so much that the cadre and cadets are so used to that they forget it isn't common knowledge. For some, this isn't a problem, but for people like me who worry and hate not knowing all the details, it's annoying.
Ah well, it's exciting. Though I do believe I am procrastinating right now. I should probably start some of that studying and get a good night's sleep.
Elizabeth brought me back down yesterday, since she doesn't have to go back to college between thanksgiving and christmas. It was really awesome having her here. She spent the night, and we stayed up late watching silly cartoons with my friends and laughing, then got up today and went to classes and I gave her a tour (sortof) and we went to the osu store.... It was lots and lots of fun. I'm going to miss her a lot this week, but she really helped me merge back in here. I was feeling very homesick on the way down here, more than I have before. Now I feel like I can make it through this week. I really want to go home though.
I got a new watch!!!!! It's so beautiful, and it works and has a digital display... sigh... I love it so so so so so so so so much. It's hard to take it off I love it so very much. It's soooooo preeeeeeeety..... hahahaha
I tried to register for classes last night.... and I could only get 10 credits in... two of the classes I wanted are closed *sigh* ROTC gets in the way of a lot of classes. The theater arts class I needed to take as a prerequisite for the costume design classes I desperately wanted to take was closed, full. I tried for an hour and a half this morning trying to find other classes that were forward moving in my college career. Finally I just decided to register for the lower level costume design class, even though I haven't taken intro to theater. But I've performed on a stage a gazillion times, and I've been in advanced art for two years... I don't think I'll lack skill for the class, I just hope they let me stay in. And I think I'll audition for the advanced Jazz class... oooohhhhh spoooky!
Yeah....
Oh, Florina, thanks for commenting! I miss you a lotttttttttt..... you're so funny and candid. I hope you can find someone cool at hilhi, but you can always e-mail or call me. dragon_dancer@toddfamily.com and 503-515-5080 hee hee.... YAY. But don't call me during class hee hee, lol.
Yeah... back to functional stuff... urk.

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hi wisps

Hmmm...

People get tired of posting on their blogs. I do, I get to the point where I just feel like I'm whining. Now, there's nothing really wrong with that, but the important question stands: Is it helping you?
People are busy, people are stressed. Nobody has time to listen, they're too busy with their own problems. I try to remember that and really listen to people sometimes who need it. If you feel the need to talk/whine/brag, that's ok, because it's a way of getting stress off your mind, and organize your thoughts. However, sometime you end up whining so much that it keeps you from accomplishing the difficult tasks you've been trying to achieve. These things feed on themselves in a giant circle, remember to break the cycle once in a while. Do something selfless and serve your fellow man,
that's what we're all here for anyway.

Hmmm...

People get tired of posting on their blogs. I do, I get to the point where I just feel like I'm whining. Now, there's nothing really wrong with that, but the important question stands: Is it helping you?
People are busy, people are stressed. Nobody has time to listen, they're too busy with their own problems. I try to remember that and really listen to people sometimes who need it. If you feel the need to talk/whine/brag, that's ok, because it's a way of getting stress off your mind, and organize your thoughts. However, sometime you end up whining so much that it keeps you from accomplishing the difficult tasks you've been trying to achieve. These things feed on themselves in a giant circle, remember to break the cycle once in a while. Do something selfless and serve your fellow man,
that's what we're all here for anyway.

Veterans Day

I haven't had the heart to write since the election, nor the time. Life is so very frantic, and wonderful. I'm worried about my brother, but confident in his success. ROTC is enormous and time consuming, and so great.
Yesterday was Veterans Day. It was a hard reminder of many things, it was also a chance to be proud of my achievements and hard work. There was a ceremony dedicated to those who were POWs or MIA... a vigil. The Army, Navy, and Airforce traded out for hour long shifts of guarding a table placed in front of the memorial union. We guarded a table that contained many symbolic objects, the foremost of which being a lit candle. Our orders were to stand guard and maintain the light of the flame, with one of the three cadets standing guard at parade rest by the table.
Each hour was taken care of three cadets from one of the branches. I took the second shift today, expecting twenty minutes... however that stretched into forty when the senior failed to relieve me at my post. It was painful, I had no idea how much your arms burn at parade rest after a while. But it was great, although when the airforce boys appeared out of nowhere and relieved me, I was so used to standing still I fumbled the transfer of the guard... at least my salute was proper, even if my words got a little garbled. That's what they get for leaving a freshman to the transfer. My dad's captain's rank is pinned up on the wall over my desk, it's a daily reminder of why I will succeed.


Brothers, I remember you.

Election Night

So some reliable polls say Kerry's gonna sweep it. I hope so, though right now I'm tired and none to happy. I'm starving, but I have to lose weight, so I'll wait untill later. The party to watch the election starts in half an hour... I think I'll go, maybe I'll sit and crochet. It's pouring rain, the sky is a low gray ceiling, and I can hear the earth. It quiets the silliness of the people around, and for a moment I am in my place, not something I share with other people. I wish I could have something go easily for me that I didn't expect. I mean, I expected Karate to be easy, and even that is a little harder than I had accounted for. My dad says I need to relax, and that I'm doing ok. I need to check one thing off my master list. Perhaps I can shine my boots this evening.
AH! I'll watch princess mononoke while I shine them, so I'm not ahead with my Firefly.
Sigh, I don't know why I bother to write here, I haven't seen anyone read it for a long time. I shouldn't whine though, I always check on my friends' blogs, but don't often comment. I just wish though.
Well, my list is miles long as always... adieu