Have you even wondered how things happen?
How you do things?
How you somehow managed to survive certain times?
It's like a dream.
It's like walking on the moon.
That's how this past week has been. Last week as well, but especially this week.
In-sane.
Monday:
Psychology of Music test.
Climate Change paper.
Tuesday:
Climage Change test.
Practicum session.
Wednesday:
Two Psychology of Music papers due.
Pre/Post session due for Practicum sessions.
Car accident -- sore neck, but fine.
Thursday:
Make-up Practicum session.
Climate Change quiz.
Neck more sore.
Friday:
Music History III test.
Pre-Session for next week's Practicum session due.
Neck a little less sore.
I'm so glad this week is over and done with. Phew.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Walking on the Moon
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Solutions.
1. Down to the Valley -- Little Axe
2. Middleman -- Bright Eyes
3. The Rain -- Will Smith
4. Nausea -- Beck
5. On Fire -- Switchfoot
6. Amen Omen -- Ben Harper
7. Upside Down -- A*Teens
8. Melt Your Heart -- Jenny Lewis with The Watson Twins
9. Fly Like An Eagle -- Snow Patrol
10. Ways & Means -- Snow Patrol
11. Finally Woken -- Jem
12. Teeny Weeny String Bikini -- Gunther (I told you it was embarrassing!!!)
13. Wonderboy -- Tenacious D
14. The Taste Of You -- Erin McKeown
15. Waiting on the World to Change -- John Mayer
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Music First Lines.
I'm just trying to keep my mind focused on something besides... Besides "that" for more than 2 minutes.
1: Put your music player on shuffle.
2: Post the first line from the first 15 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
3: Put the songs in bold when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.
4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
5: If you like the game, post your own.
*** I wanted to put the first two lines... Also, When someone gets it/if I want to put up the results, I'll put it underneath it afterward.
1. Oh sinners, let's go down, let's go down, let's go down.
Oh sinners, let's go down, down to the valley and pray.
2. I traveled through the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed,
The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time.
3. The rain gonna come through the window, pain will come,
Black, white, rich, poor, it's the same old drum.
4. Well I'm a sea-sick sailor on a ship of noise,
I got my maps all backwards and my instincts poisoned.
5. They tell you where you need to go,
They tell you when you need to leave.
6. What started as a whisper,
Slowly turned in to a scream.
7. My grades are down from A's to D's,
I'm way behind in history.
(Hahahahahaha!!! I completely forgot about this song.)
8. Nothing is ever as good as it was.
And what's good for your soul will be bad on your nerves.
If you reverse it.
9. Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future.
10. Getting too busy to make amends,
I should try to make it right.
11. I’ve been thinking ‘bout things, For a long while,
I’m feeling so calm, I’ve got a big smile.
12. This is your night, everything is right,
Come and light up my life, it's a summer night.
(How embarrassing!!!)
13. High above the mucky-muck, castle made of clouds,
There sits Wonderboy, sitting oh so proudly.
14. I want a little taste of you,
When I can.
15. Me and all my friends,
We're all misunderstood.
Well, whether you do this or not, it was semi-successful.
Love you all.
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Thursday, February 5, 2009
Why...
The world we live in... It's... It's... It's so mixed up. Messed up. What is wrong with the world today...?
I wish I understood...
Only two hours ago I got a call from one of my good friends. The news, however, wasn't good.
One of our friends killed himself this morning.
My friend who called saw him quite often and nothing seemed wrong at all.
When I knew him, he was always happy and loving life... or so I thought.
He was an exceptional guitarist, and that is an understatement. He was going to school on scholarship for it. And his family is great.
He was never one of my extremely close friends, but I feel I knew him better than a lot of people...
I can't even grasp the concept. I wanted to think my friend was joking. I knew she wouldn't be about this sort of thing. He appeared happy the last time I saw him and said life was good and had no complaints...
I wish I understood...
This is the fourth time I've heard of someone's suicide in the past 3 months. This is the second friend I've lost from suicide in a year.
Community Crisis Center Saving Lives: 3,234,823 calls to 1.800.SUICIDE
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Monday, January 12, 2009
"Time Won't Save Our Souls"
Wondering how life fits into itself.
Time.
Bits and pieces here, bits and pieces there.
All welding together. Meshing together.
Joining in a celebration.
Sure it has its broken roads and tumbles, but all in all, I am learning I can find a reason to smile.
I am alive.
Confusion exists. But only as a temporary dissatisfaction.
People sometimes contribute.
Count it as an entertainment, if you will.
Ups and downs. All contribute.
I am learning to be happy.
I am happy.
Free writings. Fast thoughts. Flowing.
A lot of information flooding in and out.
Mandatory, and others, not so.
All contribute to what makes me who I am.
I have to admit I don't like some of it. Who am I? Why do I do the things I do?
I'm still learning about myself.
Contributions.
I do know I am on my way to become who I feel I should be.
I am happy.
I am alive.
10 February 2008
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Sunday, January 4, 2009
2009
For the first time in a really long time, I can honestly say that...
...
I am happy!
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Thursday, December 25, 2008
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas.
I hope yours is better than mine is... for the past 15 hours I have been throwing up on and off... Curse you germ-covered holiday shoppers!!!
Speaking of germ-covered holiday shoppers...
"Would you like to purchase a gift card for anyone this year?" I ask as I am supposed to.
"Yes! One for the sweater and one for the shoes." the G-CHS replies.
"No, a gift card is a card you put money on to give to someone, which allows them to pick out whatever they'd like, you imbecile!!! You are thinking of a gift receipt. Get it right! It's not that hard! Card. Receipt. Card. Receipt." I feel like yelling at them.
Congratulations. Score one me, score -18 for G-CHS.
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"Would you like any gift boxes today?" I ask with a smile on my face BEFORE I put their merchandise in the bag.
"Umm, no, I've got plenty of boxes at home," the G-CHS replies.
("Yes, one less thing to do," I think to myself.)
I hand them their bags and say, "Thanks! Have a nice day!"
"You know, could I get some boxes?"
("SERIOUSLY?!?")
"Yes, how many do you need?" I reply, inevitably sounding slightly annoyed, then, more often than not, just giving them another bag of just their boxes because you can't put boxes in a bag that already has clothes in it.
"Oh, I only need one bag though," G-CHS tells me after I had them their bag with only boxes in it.
("This is why I asked you before I put your clothes in the bag, G-CHS.")
"Have a nice day, thanks for coming in."
("Now get out of my face.")
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"If I have to hear another Hilary Duff or NSync Christmas song one more time I am going to punch someone."
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"Do you have this in an XXL?"
"No, our store sizes for women's clothes only go up to an XL. We have extended sizes on our online store at aeropostale.com."
"Could you go check in the back?"
"No, our store sizes for women's clothes only go up to an XL. But we do have extended sizes on our online store."
"Well, I need it before Christmas."
"I'm sorry, but we don't carry anything above an XL in our store for women."
"Fine, I guess I'll just have to come up with something to tell my daughter why you didn't have her size."
("Holy hannah, lady. Chill out. It's not our fault. Do your holiday shopping before the 23rd next time.")
"Well, if there was something I could do, I would. Maybe you could rush order it."
"*SIGH* Fine. Maybe there's another store in here. Maybe I'll look online. Bye."
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8:30 shows on the clock.
"Alex! We close in half an hour! Woo hoo!" I exclaim to my co-worker.
"I know. I can't wait to get out of here."
"Me neither. However, hopefully we can get all these people out of here."
"No kidding. There are so many people..."
9:00 rolls around and there are quite a few people in the store still, however a lot of them are hurrying to finish up.
9:30 -- most people are in line, however there are still a few stragglers around the store.
10:00 -- There are two Bosnian customers and one girl from Vernal.
10:15 -- The Bosnian customers leave. The girl from Vernal is still in the store. She's already made a purchase, mind you.
10:30 --
"Is there anything we can help you with?"
"Yeah, do you have this blue sweater in an XL?"
"Let me go check in the back."
"Thank you so much!"
"Here you go."
"Oh! Thank you so much!!! You are AWESOME!"
("Alright lady, get out. We've been closed for an hour and a half.")
10:45 -- Vernal girl's still in the store. Our store manager has gone up to her 2-3 times at this point and told her that we all need to leave.
"I'm just finishing up. I'm almost done."
11:00 -- Still in the store. Let me remind you we have been closed for a grand total of 2 hours now.
11:05 -- She finally gets checked out and leaves.
"Thank you so so much!" She exclaims as we lock her out.
Good grief. Respect, lady.
We didn't leave the store until after midnight that day. Lame sauce.
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Those are just a few examples of why I love my job.
It's a good thing I like the people I work with. Or else I would have to shoot someone. Or myself.
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But seriously though. Merry Christmas! I hope you remember that Christ is behind Christmas. It's what is most important. I feel as though people lose that in all the hustle and bustle of shopping and stupid 'Christmas' songs. Classical 89 on the radio has the most beautiful Christmas songs. But they're not your "Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer" or lame songs like that. They're old carols that people probably wouldn't associate with Christmas anymore.
Forget the stupid blow up decorations, the lame songs, etc, etc, etc (refer to my Christmas Rant post for further annoyances.)
Remember the true meaning. Charity.
Love you all.
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