Things have to be said....

So I thought instead of posting meaningful words I will post funny vids I have found online...

GREAT Covers of pop songs!
Wussup Holmes
Its a surprise!
IF you were gay
CLICK HERE FOR CUTENESS!
Witnessing for Christ, your doing ti wrong
has there been a MUUUUURDER?!

For Steph

ANGST! ANGST! ANGST!

Has... it? Has it really been that long?

Without the trusty Steph to badger me to blog, I think I forgot about it for a few days. But I've been busy with school and all kinds of things now that I'm in college. You could say that were all growns up.... but not quite yet. I do actually enjoy studying for the most part, something about learning new things just kind of makes it worth it.
BUT, and its big, I am worried slightly about my A&P test. I've got at least 3 more days of studying that I can use. The Survey of Chem test should be nothing more than a review and its not even happening til friday.

I would b lying if I said I didn't miss my friends, but hey, studying has to happen and ppl just aren't on the same schedule as you anymore. New friends are being made, but I have a feeling this will take awhile... plus I'm not the most normal person you ever met.

Dying, what I'm probably going to do til the new Doctor Who or new Sherlock come out.

and 

They're from the UK, its okay to be obscencely dorky there...

And the Doctor and Amy

Sherlock Holmes tells John how brave he is, wearing an entire sheep is a difficult fashion trend....

Sorry but in the new BBC Sherlock show they have Watson wearing this sweater which I find funny to no end

I'm not stalling, I'm being creative......IT"S DIFFERENT!*

Here I am again. Sitting in the masses, it thoroughly encompasses my sanity. There shear number of people creates an anxiety buried deep in my soul, that rarely is ever addressed. The ancient brick walls begin to close in, their timeless tales of years past don't romance me. The smiling faces and joyous laughs of those around me only adds to my frustration, I cannot see the pleasure in life here. There are flower arrangements with their colors bursting forth like a organic rainbow, but to me, they only showcase the immense business of this occasion. There's just too much happening. It starts and the speaker tells of "happy" things; however, I see past his cheerful fascade. There are other speakers with genuine optimism, though my realism doesn't allow me to share in their rose-colored view. This room is supposed to be a place of joy, praise and worship and I feel it's defiled by these gatherings. The stain glass windows do not shine with glory but are dimmed with the meaninglessness of this talk. The spacious organ with  the thousand pipes stands at the front with respect. I can only imagine it looking down with disdain as this waste of time. This is not what the organ was built for or this rooms intended purpose, we have defiled what was once holy. But somehow this is not the first or the last time that this sanctuary will be a prison, and that might be the saddest thing of all....
*maybe not.... ;)

Oh and check this out. I thought I was crazy thinking I was seeing a massive chest scar on Shawn Spencer in one of the new Psych episodes, but I was not!

OUCH! anyway, just to share somethings that I evidently think about when watching TV shows.... actually I seem to notice scars fairly fast and then think about it. That is how nosy I am.

I seem to be surviving in college... for the most part. I've got the hang of stuff a bit and am starting to get back on schedule.
 Instead of studying I

Watch Lie to Me

Anything Psych

Actually study

Contemplate the likelihood that Sherlock Holmes was a sociopath. Also, whether or not he was this attractive.

Worry about 2012 and solar flares...

Wonder if anyone embodies the phrase "that's just vague enough to work" as much as Nostradamus.

Wonder if Nosferatu was related to Nostradamus... maybe it's HIM! vampires live forever.

Asses whether or not I have an undiagnosed illness.

Worry that this horrible Indie Rock/Skinny pants fad won't go away.

 and many other things that I will post later...

Oh college, how you worry me.....

The day had begun hours ago, and classes had been attended. She stepped outside and felt the magic. The air was cool, but a certain morning dew still hung in the air. The sun was casting a gentle blanket over the world as the rest of the world awoke. The air was silent as it only is early in the morning. Others are beginning to stir and begin the proverbial rush of the day. But as everyone rushes around like a flock of pigeons, she stands and allows the moment to overtake her. There's nothing else in the world at that moment, just her and God. His beauty shown in the nature she loves so much. Reality hits and she continues on to her car. But before she unlocks the car she stops for a moment and smiles becuase just for a moment, all is okay in the world.... even though reality awaits around the next corner.

Maybe I should have some prompts or something to do. I've been pleasantly surprised by my lack of homework; however, this also worries me to an extent. I mean college is hard right? Maybe becuase of that 10 circle class I perceive everything else as easy... is that possible. It was the word on the street, but you know you're not supposed to pick up things off the ground...

On another note, I need a 3 hole punch... I seem to be the only one who does not own one. Maybe I'll stop by CA at some point and borrow one of theirs... WHILE I'm there, this is not a covert theft or a confession.

Three Hole Punch


STEPH
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Now is the time to get serious.... and to THINK!

 I really do believe I'm doing great in college becuase so far I've aced everything, well yeah I have. Okay so it's only the second day of classes but hey, it's good to start on a high note....

*SIGH*

Well second day of classes, the ones that actually count AKA the difficult classes, was killer. Almost 20 hours a week has to be devoted to one class and the rest of the time goes to attending and studying for the other 3. Who knew? (It's A&P 101 if your wondering). I may have run out of shows right now to waste my time watching, which means I'll just have to wait until next week to to sufficiently fail college. Finished 2 hours of maybe like  6 I need to study until next A&P class. However, I do have other classes that I'm almost done studying for and have easier assignments so I think I should be good to go on Sunday.

Maybe I should write a paragraph.... hmmm

She steps out the door and the crisp air hits her face. As she deeply inhales the scent of fallen leaves hits her senses and the cool air hugs her tight. The setting sun colors the landscape a color perfectly suited for autumn and makes the trees glow like El Dorado. Darkness creeps across the field and a deep chill sets in and signals a fall night. She  leaves the cool darkness for the intense heat of flames licking fallen trees. Fallen marshmallows and lost hot dogs litter the fire where some were unlucky enough to lose their treasure. The crunch of smores are mere whispers compared to the roaring monster in front of her. As she gets too hot she walks back into the night and looks up at the heavens. The universe and galaxies are laid before her, and a shooting star flies on by. She takes and deep breath and for a moment, and only a moment, everything seems right in the world... dare she say, perfect.

Don't get excited, its just me trying to write again....

Her heart is pounding in her chest and hands shaking from the adrenaline. Rose quickly gathers herself together and steps out of her car. She grabs the bag that contains the necessary materials for this job. The begins to walk to what could possibly be the location that changes the rest of her life. Her feet pound on the pavement as she circles the building, making her way to the entrance. She breaths in deep and hesitates as she reaches for the handle. This is her first day and though she's confident she has what it takes, she still just can't quite shake the feeling. As Rose enters the building she scans the room, cataloging the 20 something girl studying in a chair and the 19 year old boy on the phone who seems thoroughly confused. Beginning to walk to the split in the hallway, Rose glances around to make sure she goes to the correct location. There it is. She carefully walks over and boldly walks into the room. She spots a familiar face and politely greets them, Rose then selects a seat in the front row and so begins her first day of college.
I thought I would try writing again as it was surprisingly more fun than I thought.

Can't wait for new Sherlock series, or NCIS or Lie to Me or pretty much every other show I watch when I should be studying.