dimanche

it's a lazy sunday. it shouldn't be, i have tons of work to do, but it is. kelsey left yesterday. i had a wonderful time with her, and i'm so glad she could come. we're really different though.

it's been a weird weekend. most of it was good. last night was really upsetting and dramatic and stressful. i didn't like it at all.

last night i also overheard a conversation about who's going to be sweetheart next. sounds like it's between jenny and kayla. both sweet girls, but seriously. oh well though.

i'm in a bad mood. i don't know what to do about it though. i guess it'll be tv and homework for me. and i think i'm getting a bit of a cold.

love
lindsey.

trouve

so i found this in my creative writing book today... i like it:

Dear God i'm shamed by what i've done
I knew it wasn't right
but everything inside of me
refused to help me fight
Dear God i'm scared by what i've done
that darkest fear is cold
i saw just truth, sincerity
and he saw trust too bold
Dear God i'm hurt by what i've done
it burns behind my eyes
those brilliant little sparks of light
were nothing more than lies
Dear God i'm shocked by what i've done
i thought i knew myself
he took my hopeless, cruel, dead view
and gave me cheerful wealth

But oh! my God and oh! my heart
i cry for what i've lost
it seemed a strong and useful start
the glow was only frost.
when i found time to look around
stood back to see it all
it wasn't strength and love i found
just sand all set to fall.
i hope i'll find a star tonight
positioned up above
that might just give me all the light
he let me share part of
God but don't i seem so stupid
falling for two bit tricks
through it all i was still lucid
giggled like i was six.
i think he left me with dark ice
i think i might have cried
despite the hurt he's still my vice
his dreams were just so wide
he took my innocence, dear God
i don't think trust remains
to me, to lie was just too odd
to him, truth was the same.
Dear God i'm glad of what he's done
he stripped me of my youth
my heart is open, now i see
the weary universal truth.
Dear God i hope he's happy now
i hope he sees me still
i hope he knows just what he's done

if anyone cares to know what caused
this monumental change
all i can say is look stage left
he holds a smoking gun.



hahahahhahaha i love it. it's so corny. but i love it. anyways. yeah. just wanted to share my good laugh poem :D

love
lindsey.

habite

so i'm down off of my euphoria from the other night. i just got off the phone with my friend terri and realized that i really ought to be way way way more upset about the whole guy thing than i actually am... i think i'm ok... i really do. it hits me every now and then but i really think i'm ok with it now. i just want to yell at him one night in front of everyone and let them see what he did to me. i don't care if they all know, they'd understand. i just want everyone to see how sneaky he was.

moving on though

i hate pretentious people. my creative writing class is full of them. i just turn around and give them death stares whenever they say something stupid. i'm really good with my eyes.

my backpacking teacher is cool. and he's missing a finger. i'm hoping there's some sort of frostbite story there. i'll have to see. my friend bo is evidently good friends with the guy (stayed at his cabin last week?!) so maybe he knows. hahaha backpacking.

CHAUCER SUCKS RIGHT NOW

and i love french phonetics.

love
lindsey.

a la votre!

i'm so excited about everything that's been going on lately! it looks like this semester will be a completely wonderful one and i absolutely believe that college is the best time of my life.

firstly! my classes:

Backpacking: haven't actually been yet, it meets for the first time on monday. we'll see!!

Slimnastics/ Aerobics: i believe that i will seriously lose weight in this class. it looks pretty hardcore. and there's a girl in there, whitney, who is the wife of one of the sigma chis, of whom i have always thought very highly and i'm really glad i'll hopefully get to know her better. so that'l good.

French Phonetics 3100: wow. this class will be amazing. i love phonetics and linguistics and i love french... and that's what it is. i'm looking forward to it, even though it will be seriously tough and tons of work.

American Lit pt II: my prof. i col. sanders and doesn't accomplish anything i want to shoot myself every time i'm in there but the reading shouldn't be too bad and i've got lots of friends in there... i smell an A

Chaucer: i love dr. laird. this is a once a week night class and i think it'll be fun. again, tons of friends in there.

Creative Writing: oh my gosh chock full of weird english majors. me and morgan are the only two normal ones in there. it's going to be rough.

that's all i'm taking. it should be a great semester.

on another note, i'm moving dorm rooms!! i'll be switching to all-girls dorm crawford next week to live with CARA, whom yall might remember was my roomie this summer. she's absolutely awesome, the room is supposed to be for 3 girls, so it's HUGE, and i can't wait. yall will serioulsy have to come stay with me now that i have room for you!!!

i'm trying my best to move on from that guy. it's hard, for reasons that i can't talk about and don't want to talk about and are... well, big deals. but i need to. i'm glad that i have so many wonderful friends doing their best to keep me strong in my decision not to do anything with him. but you know, if he asks me to formal (doubtful) i'll probably say yes, unless i have another offer. i really REALLY want to go to formal.

i've had such a wonderful day today and last night was so great i'm full of smiles and sunshines!

OH and i got hit on today in the UC. some guy told me i had the most gorgeous eyes ever, involved me in a conversation for 15 minutes, and ended up giving me his number. i won't pursue, he's not my type, he's old, and yeah. we're different. anyways, it was sweet. always nice to get sincere compliments from people you've never met before.

i love tech.


love
lindsey.