I slept through my alarm this morning and missed the first hour and a half of church. I can't get there fast enough for it to be worth it.
I really need to fix this whole alarm problem. I seem to not wake up to my alarms, or I turn them off with out waking up. GAH!
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Sunday, February 4, 2007
Saturday, November 25, 2006
It's beginning to look a lot like.... _____________
Today
- Put up and decorate Christmas trees
- WATCH TENNESSEE FOOTBALL WITH DAD
- Go out with Ellen and have an awesome time doing so
- practise song with Becca for Church tomorrow
- sleep
This weekend has just flown by...
Wednesday, November 1, 2006
What does that meeeeean?
"God grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change the courage to
change the things i can and the wisdom to know the difference..."
I had decided not to go to church tonight. But then some one called and said they
were going to pick me up and take me.
I don't know whether or not to find this person's actions rude, or consider it a sign.
I am not very objective, because what I want fully depends on me and what I think.
I wish I had no feelings.
change the things i can and the wisdom to know the difference..."
I had decided not to go to church tonight. But then some one called and said they
were going to pick me up and take me.
I don't know whether or not to find this person's actions rude, or consider it a sign.
I am not very objective, because what I want fully depends on me and what I think.
I wish I had no feelings.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Remember When...
...and when I think about it, I don't remember....but when I don't really care to remember...I can't forget.
Isn't it odd how things seem to follow you around? I am in the concert choir here at UT, and all of their concerts are on Sundays. I knew this, and I still signed up for the choir. Well, I was recently 'called' as the Relief Society Pianist (I play piano in the old lady meeting.) and turns out...CHURCH IS ON SUNDAY TOO! lol. Ok, so I already knew that. But the RS president called me today cause she "hadn't seen me in a while" and wanted to "just make sure you're ok and everything is going smoothly." She is a very thoughtful lady, but lately that hasn't seemed to matter.
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I used to be the kind of person where thoughts were as good as deeds. "It's the thought that counts." I called it wholesomely optimistic, always giving people the benefit of the doubt. But lately, this other crude side of me doesn't seem to care if people had good intentions or not. I really don't like myself any more. I know this seems odd, but I actually see a big difference in the high school me and the college me, and I liked the HS me better.
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I turned in my English paper today. It is four and a half pages long and not very interesting. Again, back to the "I wish i cared about this" but I truly deeply don't. I stayed up last night doing the final editing, and now I'm just tired, but choir was post-poned until almost four because we're having a dress rehearsal for the concert.
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speaking of which, I have a concert on Sunday! lol. We are singing Mozart's Requiem (which incase you didn't know is entirely in latin and hard to sing.) and it should be a good show. We are also singing Ave Verum (another Mozart piece), but I've previously sung it (at Honors last year.) so yeah!!!
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Isn't it odd how things seem to follow you around? I am in the concert choir here at UT, and all of their concerts are on Sundays. I knew this, and I still signed up for the choir. Well, I was recently 'called' as the Relief Society Pianist (I play piano in the old lady meeting.) and turns out...CHURCH IS ON SUNDAY TOO! lol. Ok, so I already knew that. But the RS president called me today cause she "hadn't seen me in a while" and wanted to "just make sure you're ok and everything is going smoothly." She is a very thoughtful lady, but lately that hasn't seemed to matter.
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I used to be the kind of person where thoughts were as good as deeds. "It's the thought that counts." I called it wholesomely optimistic, always giving people the benefit of the doubt. But lately, this other crude side of me doesn't seem to care if people had good intentions or not. I really don't like myself any more. I know this seems odd, but I actually see a big difference in the high school me and the college me, and I liked the HS me better.
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I turned in my English paper today. It is four and a half pages long and not very interesting. Again, back to the "I wish i cared about this" but I truly deeply don't. I stayed up last night doing the final editing, and now I'm just tired, but choir was post-poned until almost four because we're having a dress rehearsal for the concert.
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speaking of which, I have a concert on Sunday! lol. We are singing Mozart's Requiem (which incase you didn't know is entirely in latin and hard to sing.) and it should be a good show. We are also singing Ave Verum (another Mozart piece), but I've previously sung it (at Honors last year.) so yeah!!!
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other then that I recently bought new earphones because mine got lost/broken/stolen or something of that nature, and I gave up looking.
Quote of the Day: "Do you remember when we used to sing in English?" ...."Oh yeah...those were the good ol' days."
Thought of the Day: "That's the thing about faith. If you don't have it you can't understand it. And if you do, no explanation is necessary." ~ Major Kira Nerys (from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine)
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Penguins...
It is very cold outside. Not the "snow on the ground, be happy and enjoy the crispness of the air" kind of cold, but "It's too cold to just wear a sweatshirt, but too warm to wear a sweatshirt and a coat, but if you don't wear a sweatshirt under your coat, you can't take the coat off so HA HA you have to look like a penguin on your way to class" kind of cold. (Because I know the weather thinks these things out and plans it so that I look funny when I am out and about.
Also. I can not find a matching set of anything. None of my socks are matched in colors any more. Like, the sock is white, but the toe is a different color, and so the purples, pinks, greys and yellows are all mismatched. I am also lacking in a hat and gloves that match. I know I have a set of purple ish ones that match my jacket (and by a set I mean gloves, hat and scarf) and I also have an orange set, but I can't find the gloves to the purple or the hat to the orange.
I am also sinking very low on the hygene table right now. I think I've been wearing the same sweatshirt and pants since.....sunday evening. I take them off and change my underclothes and t-shirt, and then put them back on... lol. This morning I climbed out of bed and walked to class. I got there and had the sudden realization that I was braless! Woops. It didn't matter cause i slept with three shirts and two pairs of pants on (plus my 3 blankets and a thick pair of socks.), but it was just kind of a suprise. One of those "look how low you have sunken Jessica!" moments. oh well.
In other news, I wish that I lived one floor up so that I could take the elevator without getting the dirty looks that people send my way for riding the elevator up one floor. ha ha! GUESS WHAT!? I don't care any more. If I feel like taking the stairs...I shall. But if for some odd reason I don't want to take the stairs....I'm not going to make myself. I've come to the point where I don't care what people think any more. I don't care about their stares or snide remarks (because I'm paying just as much as they are, and if I can take the stairs, so can they!) and this is applying to more then just the elevator.
Yesterday I cleaned the room. Like, everything except for her desk. (I even made her bed.) My visiting teachers came over, and this is like, a church thing. It's kind of like having assigned friends that come and teach you a predetermined lesson every month. It was nice, I love the girls that are my VTs, so it's not really awkward. They brought pizza and we hung out for a while, looked and pictures and talked. I hate it when something (a lesson per say) seems like it is exactly what you need to hear, but it's not the answer that you're looking for. But any ways, yeah, I cleaned the room. My roommate has more hair then any one I have ever met, and her thick black hair is always all over the carpet, and it get's into these little balls, and I always end up picking it up (I don't dare use the vaccuum, cause I might break it.) and I wish she wasn't such a slob. Like seriously, it is driving me so crazy that I am about ready to organize her stuff (and i don't care if she doesn't like it, cause she's never here. So it's kind of like I'm the only one here, and I really don't like the mess.).
I am addicted to caffine. Now, all religeous beliefs and ideas aside, i get the worst headaches now if I don't drink something with caffine in it. It seriously is an addiction, and I really don't like it. It's helped me see why other things are so much harder to give up (like smoking and drugs and what not.) but yeah. I need to stop, because I need to start sleeping at normal hours, and that isn't going to happen if I keep drinking as much mountian dew as I do.
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Also. I can not find a matching set of anything. None of my socks are matched in colors any more. Like, the sock is white, but the toe is a different color, and so the purples, pinks, greys and yellows are all mismatched. I am also lacking in a hat and gloves that match. I know I have a set of purple ish ones that match my jacket (and by a set I mean gloves, hat and scarf) and I also have an orange set, but I can't find the gloves to the purple or the hat to the orange.
I am also sinking very low on the hygene table right now. I think I've been wearing the same sweatshirt and pants since.....sunday evening. I take them off and change my underclothes and t-shirt, and then put them back on... lol. This morning I climbed out of bed and walked to class. I got there and had the sudden realization that I was braless! Woops. It didn't matter cause i slept with three shirts and two pairs of pants on (plus my 3 blankets and a thick pair of socks.), but it was just kind of a suprise. One of those "look how low you have sunken Jessica!" moments. oh well.
In other news, I wish that I lived one floor up so that I could take the elevator without getting the dirty looks that people send my way for riding the elevator up one floor. ha ha! GUESS WHAT!? I don't care any more. If I feel like taking the stairs...I shall. But if for some odd reason I don't want to take the stairs....I'm not going to make myself. I've come to the point where I don't care what people think any more. I don't care about their stares or snide remarks (because I'm paying just as much as they are, and if I can take the stairs, so can they!) and this is applying to more then just the elevator.
Yesterday I cleaned the room. Like, everything except for her desk. (I even made her bed.) My visiting teachers came over, and this is like, a church thing. It's kind of like having assigned friends that come and teach you a predetermined lesson every month. It was nice, I love the girls that are my VTs, so it's not really awkward. They brought pizza and we hung out for a while, looked and pictures and talked. I hate it when something (a lesson per say) seems like it is exactly what you need to hear, but it's not the answer that you're looking for. But any ways, yeah, I cleaned the room. My roommate has more hair then any one I have ever met, and her thick black hair is always all over the carpet, and it get's into these little balls, and I always end up picking it up (I don't dare use the vaccuum, cause I might break it.) and I wish she wasn't such a slob. Like seriously, it is driving me so crazy that I am about ready to organize her stuff (and i don't care if she doesn't like it, cause she's never here. So it's kind of like I'm the only one here, and I really don't like the mess.).
I am addicted to caffine. Now, all religeous beliefs and ideas aside, i get the worst headaches now if I don't drink something with caffine in it. It seriously is an addiction, and I really don't like it. It's helped me see why other things are so much harder to give up (like smoking and drugs and what not.) but yeah. I need to stop, because I need to start sleeping at normal hours, and that isn't going to happen if I keep drinking as much mountian dew as I do.
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Quote of the day: girl: "I don't understand..." teacher: "What don't you understand....I literally JUST said....2 + 2 = 4." girl: "I know, but I couldn't see the board." teacher: *in stun-ed-ness* "but i just said it?!?!"
Thought of the day: "In order to be effective truth must penetrate like an arrow, - and that is truely likely to hurt." Posthumous Pieces by Wei Wu Wei
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