Here we are, two days into class and I am already somewhat bored by them. Maybe it is because they were the "Here is the syllabus. . . and now I will read it to you" class periods. Regardless, most of the following was written during my classes today.
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So yeah . . . I am writing this while listening to Hartley ramble on about Social Psychology. He and his salmon colored shirt are annoying me. His teaching style thus far has not impressed me. He is rambling at two miles a minute, sidetracks himself from his lecture, and has said the word 'uh' approximately 40 times in the past minute and a half.
Because of this, I am letting my mind wander, and I decided to write down my thoughts. Right now I have a song stuck in my head - "She Is" by The Fray. The chorus of the song states, "She is everything I need that I never knew I wanted. She is everything I want that I never knew I needed."
I love the song (one of my current top two in fact), but every time I listen to it, two questions pop into my head.
1. Who is she?
2. Sure, she's everything I want and need, but am I anything she wants or needs?
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Ok, that was rather pointless, but it shows the odd tangents my mind gets off to when I let it. Unlike most people, when I hear a song, I don't just listen to the lyrics. I analyze the lyrics and try to fit them into some sort of context and meaning. I poke and prod the lyrics until I find some weird analogy or question I can press them into and BAM . . .I sound crazy.
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A brief interlude for class 2. I am sitting here in Abnormal Psych and Pulver is barely even putting up his thin veneer of tolerance for me. It makes me laugh, but I am going to tolerate him, suck it up, and get through the class as quickly and cleanly as possible. Well, back to pretending I care one whit what he is talking about.
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Class #3, and here in Professional Seminar, Chau has been reading straight from the syllabus for 50 minutes. This class is going to be interesting for me. The majority of our work here has vague deadlines. My procrastinatory nature will make this hard for me, but I will hopefully find some way to force myself to work on things in advance. . . . I hope.
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Ok, so now I have another song stuck in my head. Earlier it was "She Is", and funnily enough I associate this next song with "She Is".
I first heard "Find Yourself" by Brad Paisley the night the movie Cars came out (yayy for working at a Drive-In theater). When I first heard the part of the song that states "When you meet the one that you've been waiting for, and she's everything you want and more" I was struck by the sentiment in those words. I also felt that they were somewhat lacking and said as much to my co-worker. I told him that the lyrics should have been more along the lines of "When you meet the one you've waited for and she's all you ever needed but didn't know you wanted".
About a week later, I bought myself The Fray's album "How To Save A Life" and popped it into my car's CD player as I drove home. When the chorus to song number 1 started I starting laughing so hard I almost cried. Song number 1 was "She Is" and if you have read the beginning of this post you know that the chorus of the song is almost identical to the lyrics I suggested to my co-worker.
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Well, that is the extent to which I wrote during my classes today. I now have another song in my head, but the reasoning behind having that song stuck in my head are quite different from the above. There was nothing that caused me to have "She Is" or "Find Yourself" stuck in my head, but this other song is stuck in my head for a reason . . . and I like it.
8/23/2006
8/02/2006
I just don't know anymore. . .
Ok, so first the good news. . . my little brother has been home for a couple of days now (just now getting the time to write down stuff about it).
Now for the real reason I am writing this blog . . .
And oddly enough, three guys (although they are all tied to at least one of the women).
Of course, unlike the song I have no clue what is on most of these people's minds.
Let's start explaining why each of these people are on my mind. Two of the women on my mind . . . . I don't even know. I know of them both, but I have never met either of them and it is one of my buddy's fault that they are on his mind. For some reason I have him and his women problems on my mind . . . but I feel for him, so I don't hold it against him.
So, two down and five to go. Two of the other women on my mind I thought I had excised from my mind. I thought I had gotten myself so far from even thinking about them that it wouldn't bother me any more, but through the years and the mists of time thoughts of them have recently invaded my head and I don't really know why.
Ok, so only three more women and two more guys to explain away. The next woman . . . well I don't know what to think or feel about her. At points I think she may actually have feelings for me, and then the next minute it seems that she sees me as nothing more than a friend. Several of my friends say that "it is obvious" how she feels about me, but most of the time I just don't see it. Will I say anything about it? HELL NO! That has led me to nothing but pain, confusion, and ruined friendships in the past and I don't really think I could handle losing another friendship.
The next woman infuriates me at the moment. She is a nurse I met while my brother was in the hospital. We hit it off, swapped cell phone numbers, and have talked a few times since my brother got out of the hospital. I thought that maybe, just maybe something good had came of my brother's hospitalization. Then Tuesday we were chatting and she stopped the conversation with a shocker. It turns out that when we met she had just had a fight with her boyfriend and they decided to see other people. Well, on Tuesday morning he showed up at her door, told her how miserable he was without her, and asked her to marry him. Just another episode in the continuing saga of "Why George's Love Life Sucks".
The last woman on my mind is my mom, and the other two guys are my dad and little brother. I am thinking about them a lot lately because I am worried about how they are going to cope with things when I head back to school in less than a week. They have already taken off tons of time with my brother's illnesses, and me being home during the day has allowed them to continue working now that he is back home. I am worried that they will run themselves ragged working and watching him for the month before he heads back to school. Part of me thinks I should call up my bosses and tell them that I won't be able to make it to training so I can stay home and take care of him, but I know that my parents would never allow it because they would be so worried that I would lose my RA job. I dunno, I just dunno.
Grah! Well, it is time for me to try to get some sleep. I have to get up in a few hours to take my brother to the hospital for a checkup.
Now for the real reason I am writing this blog . . .
Well, I’m running down the road tryin’ to loosen my load
I’ve got seven women on my mind
And oddly enough, three guys (although they are all tied to at least one of the women).
Of course, unlike the song I have no clue what is on most of these people's minds.
Let's start explaining why each of these people are on my mind. Two of the women on my mind . . . . I don't even know. I know of them both, but I have never met either of them and it is one of my buddy's fault that they are on his mind. For some reason I have him and his women problems on my mind . . . but I feel for him, so I don't hold it against him.
So, two down and five to go. Two of the other women on my mind I thought I had excised from my mind. I thought I had gotten myself so far from even thinking about them that it wouldn't bother me any more, but through the years and the mists of time thoughts of them have recently invaded my head and I don't really know why.
Ok, so only three more women and two more guys to explain away. The next woman . . . well I don't know what to think or feel about her. At points I think she may actually have feelings for me, and then the next minute it seems that she sees me as nothing more than a friend. Several of my friends say that "it is obvious" how she feels about me, but most of the time I just don't see it. Will I say anything about it? HELL NO! That has led me to nothing but pain, confusion, and ruined friendships in the past and I don't really think I could handle losing another friendship.
The next woman infuriates me at the moment. She is a nurse I met while my brother was in the hospital. We hit it off, swapped cell phone numbers, and have talked a few times since my brother got out of the hospital. I thought that maybe, just maybe something good had came of my brother's hospitalization. Then Tuesday we were chatting and she stopped the conversation with a shocker. It turns out that when we met she had just had a fight with her boyfriend and they decided to see other people. Well, on Tuesday morning he showed up at her door, told her how miserable he was without her, and asked her to marry him. Just another episode in the continuing saga of "Why George's Love Life Sucks".
The last woman on my mind is my mom, and the other two guys are my dad and little brother. I am thinking about them a lot lately because I am worried about how they are going to cope with things when I head back to school in less than a week. They have already taken off tons of time with my brother's illnesses, and me being home during the day has allowed them to continue working now that he is back home. I am worried that they will run themselves ragged working and watching him for the month before he heads back to school. Part of me thinks I should call up my bosses and tell them that I won't be able to make it to training so I can stay home and take care of him, but I know that my parents would never allow it because they would be so worried that I would lose my RA job. I dunno, I just dunno.
Grah! Well, it is time for me to try to get some sleep. I have to get up in a few hours to take my brother to the hospital for a checkup.
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