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Name: Marcie
Interests: all in all, i enjoy life. friends, music, having fun, helping others, learning. that's what it's all about *claps hands* Expertise: I'm pretty good at sitting around doing nothing. . .
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8/31/2003
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| as much as i rag on bethlehem sucking all the time, it does have its perks. seriously! ok, just kidding. but it is located between two of the best cities that i can think of right now. and close enough that one can go to philly even when they decide they want to go at 6 pm (but not leave till 8).
come to think of it, i've always had a plan. daily plan, monthly plan, yearly plan, life plan. always a plan. that is till this year. perhaps i finally had other stuff to suck my time, or perhaps i just slept so little that i didn't care (probably both)...but this year i kinda just gave up on the whole i-know-what-i'm-doing kick. i can't say this doesn't freak me out, but it has certainly been fun. it allows for the honest answer to the nagging question of (among other things), "what do you want to do with your life?" like i know....geesh.
and it also offers a lot of impromptu trips. and fun times.
getting back on track...i've spent the past 3 weeks driving about northampton county. and tonight, all 4 hours of it in total, has taught me more about driving than those 120 have. you wonder what i possibly could have learned? 1) when turning up a street, remember those obnoxious, blantent one-way signs before you enter the road the wrong way. 2) pay attention to the pedestrians crossing in front of you before pulling forward to turn on red. 3) shooting darts at the driver of your vehicle may be hazardous to his/her driving. 4) when making comments about the hot, sexy asian guy on the curb no more than a foot from your car, first make sure the window is closed.  5) and most importantly...when backing up in parking lots, please remember there is a speed limit. going over 30 mph in reverse may cause you to hit old men crossing the street. (this is kinda funny...but not really when you actually see it happen)
i'm sure there was more, but the moral of the story is get out, do something weird/spontaneous/fun, and spend time with your friends. and for your sake, i hope they're as amazing as mine. | | |
| wheee. and summer's off! it's amazing, the things i looked forward to coming home to are even better than imagined. and the ones i dreaded....well, i'm a good judge of things. yarg.
so this summer officially consists of driving around in a car. for 8+ hours a day. which means massive amounts of boredom, but also a greater appreciation for the boonies of PA. aaaaand that much more abilitiy for long drives (like to ohio ). we shall see i guess. have a good one yourself. :) | | |
| it's maaaaay. erp. here ya go:
- finals week(s). - business. - excellent weather. which sucks cause all you want to do is play outside. - moving out (hopefully) really late thursday. - freedom visit friday? - philly visit saturday! - family/btown sunday. - work begins on monday. - eeeeeep. that's what i have to say about that.
so this summer... - cedar point! - one crazy road trip to baltimore, DC, and then cincinnati and back. in one weekend.  - geocaching? - cat food and a movie. - _______________________ - _______________________ - _______________________
(those are for you to fill in) | | |
| so yeah, finals week this and next. then packing up. then shipping off. we were sitting in leutner today (like always), thinking about the end of this year and beginning of next. it's going to be so weird. so weird.
speaking of weird, this summer will be different. i'm actually going to be working - got an internship at penndot. perhaps first time ever being in btown with something to do. i'm not sure if i'll be able to handle this. ok i lied, i'll be able to handle it. but it'll be weird, so weird.
sensing a common theme? there's some other weird things. but i don't want to share with you. at least not now, not here. incentive to come talk to me in person? you bet. really, there's not much news in this section, i just want to talk to you. this "you" being, well, everyone.
i'll leave you with a conversation (ok so i cut out all i said) i had with vicki...perhaps you'll understand why she's so amazing: Vicki: marcie... i just found out Vicki: I'm the 24th person most using the bandwidth on all of the case network Vicki: lol Vicki: i'm such a loser
*edit* if stealing is what we're into...i'll continue the trend (stolen from marie who stole it from tina):
12 days, 1 day of classes, 1 day of sorority philanthropy event, 1 ten page research paper, 1 bachelorette party, 4 final exams, 1 trip to cedar point, and 1 weekend to hang out with everyone until I get my 3 and a half months of btown loving. | | |
| so before i even go to my first class this morning: - sleep through my alarm - lose glasses for the second day in a row - fall off the lofted bed really bad - above resulted in falling on two people (one in a bed, one sleeping on floor), one welt on the leg, and a sprained foot? who knows, it hurts like the dickens - spilled my breakfast all over me
and then, upon sitting down in class, my phone rang. seeing as how this isn't normal at 8:25 in the morning, i answered it to learn that my fish committed suicide by jumping out of its container.
oh, what a lovely day.
and yet i still was in a fair mood. even with a slight limp and mourning a death (magda/the person who informed me was (i think) actually crying), nothing could really move me. yeah, slightly good thing - i can still have a good day despite some bad things happening to start it off wrong. but really...i've been in such a blah mood lately. just absolutely nothing there. just wandering about aimlessly...zombie-like sleepwalking. i'm not sure how to fix this, or whether or not it really will be fixed anytime soon. *shrugs* <-- see what i mean?
oh, and about the fish...i got him last week. i only gave him a week to live, so his timing was right about what i expected. plus his name was spaz...kinda fitting, eh? 
*edit* and then to end the day...got the cops called on us. thanks to me and my supreme maturity. note to self: jokingly throwing tennis balls at RA's window would be a (clearly) BAD "incredibly not funny" idea. including jboard hearings and all. ok, this is pretty darn funny. especially after we were hanging out with her in my room, showing her pictures with alcohol in them, no problem. but tennis balls....whoa now.
i love it. just love it. shoutout to dark alleys, late-night park visits, and tennis balls. | | |
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