Thursday, January 29, 2009

Time That Speeds On

So, I am procrastinating. I have a final exam due tomorrow at 11:30 and I haven't even started writing it. fyi: it is a five page paper. plus I have another paper I have to write also due at 11:30. and what did I do all afternoon, play a silly rpg. Ok, it is one of my favorite RPG's but still I did nothing else, besides sleep and eat. But then I have been working my butt off all month and finally found a day of rest, don't occur often not even on the weekends. But I am thankful about one thing, this weekend I get it all to myself. I love it. No roommates, a few friends on campus but I get to rule the roost. Though I will have to work on a few things... Grants, scholarships, that kind of stuff.

Not to mention I need to get a job so I can pay for my books and other things this coming semester, because at the moment I have at most enough for one textbook.

But things will work out, they should, they always do.

Home front is good. School front is a disaster. Oh I need to go volunteer this weekend, and I am looking out for Married with Kittens cats while she is away at her folks with her husband. So I do have things I need to do, oh and that book needs to be returned to the library... Sorry.

Wanted Alive
MOTIVATION
For the crime of desertion during a war against final exams.
Caution: A slippery fellow
Reward: B or better depending upon speed of the return.
I am not going to get any sleep tonight and if I do it will be for a few hours and then I will have to get up and turn in the paper(s). Wish me luck.
I also need to do laundry, or at least a load of laundry so I have pants for the next few days, I have plenty of shirts. I can do the rest this weekend.
Oh the weather out side is delightful
the fire is truely frightful
theres no where else to go
let it shine
let it shine
let it shine
Yes it is the end of january not two weeks ago we had snow and now we are having sunny weather at a cold temperature of 75 degrees F. We are loving it, except the days of rain.
That is it for now.
Spirit

Monday, January 26, 2009

Travels Across Time

So today my class went to 2 revolutionary battlefields called 96 and Musgrove Mill. Both near Columbia, SC. I was stupid... beyond stupid... why? Because yesterday was warm, comfortable, short sleeve shirt and pants comfortable, but today no, rainy and cold; so what did I wear, short sleeves and light pants. Thankfully the thought of walking trails had me wearing boots, and a chilly morning a sweater...

But anyways, did a great amount of research for final project, after driving all day. An o.k. dinner, if you could call it that... Arm wrestles with Nuwara, means "to be illuminated" in Arabic, she beat me with her right arm and I beat her with the left... fyi. I am right handed... go figure.

haaa... tired, ohh Gloomy, a friend, wore a dress today, I was shocked all I ever see her in is pants, and thrice in a dress. I mean even the socials where cocktail dresses are short of requirement she wears dress pants and tie. I was shocked, unbelievably so...

Hmm... What else... Moving for family and studying for me. Otherwise not much change, yet.

Spirit

Sunday, January 25, 2009

A Path Lost in the Forest

Is it really the end, the last week of class. I find it unnerving and slightly scary, or is the final project that I haven't worked on eating away at me. But then it could also me guilt, mainly terror from Earth Shaker(mother) when I was in Highschool, that I slept all day and yesterday I did nothing but read... oh wait I did get somethings done for the project. Oh well...

I am Spirit and at this moment I am 20 years, 8 days, 3 hours and 17 minutes... ok, ok I was brought into the world January 17, 1989.
I have a younger sister, Horse Keeper; my father, Sails Across Waters, and of course my mother, Earth Shaker.
I have had many adventures during my short life and I am forever searching in my life for the light that will make my purpose known, whether or not that will ever happen...

On top of that, this is my first blog and it is a little disconcerting and I have never been great at writing in my numerous diaries on top of everything else.



Spirit