look alive, people

spring break 2010.

instead of planting my happy ass in the sand in panama city (like everyone and their mom seems to be this week)

(ah, wouldnt that be nice?)

or wasting time at home
or even taking road trips to see other friends at other schools
...
i am dedicating 5-6 hours a day to time on the water or at the boathouse

rowing spring training.

the good news is it is far less miserable than winter break training (pretty much wanted to die after that week), and the weather is far more pleasant (65 yesterday afternoon--heavenly!)

aaand we've found ways to entertain ourselves

my futon has been the site of a all-afternoon cuddlefest with Kl and V where we've had "mindfuck" movie marathons to include the films: v for vendetta (awesome), memento (AWESOME), and requiem for a dream (CRAZY. WTFFF)

the bad news is...

i pretty much have no use except for like...leftover/-just-in-case-coxswain

which is frustrating. i'm not saying i am the best, but just that i am not accustomed to being second-best and being useless and not getting water time and knowing im never getting a race this season....its just upsetting watching all my friends have their sense of unity as a boat and getting excited about upcoming races and ...not getting to be part of that.

i just want a weekend home to get away from all things rowing and then i'd be good to go and handle the upsettness... :/

but alas, i don't get to return home until may...sigh.

i love this

spent two hours in focused thought
after weeks of oblique thought.


i'm writing.

say aahhh

i had a great birthday

(people remembered it)

V prescribed me cranberry and vodka before class

Am brought me home a huge balloon and blow-pops

B treated me to lunch at olive garden

the team sang me happy birthday at the team pasta party (first race tomorrow)

Srh made me a delicious cake with skittles on top!

B, Mr, and Jz brought over ice cream cake and we powwowwed in my bedroom and ate it out of the box and B presented me with my gift which was basically a huge collage of inside jokes and our friendship and it. was. awesome.

as of 5 minutes ago (10:50pm) i am officially 19 years old.

19 is such an inconsequential age....absolutely nothing happens when you are 19.

but i'll try to make it a better year than 17 or 18 were :)

ps: S will arrive in 6 hours and 40 minutes.

i. can't. wait.

how do i see thee, patrick?

patrick wilson...what a cutie right?

well i'm watching phantom of the opera with Am right now and the patrick wilson/emmy rossum respective character romance is delightful, but after seeing the film hard candy, i have trouble looking at patrick wilson and not being a little creeped out. i guess he played such a convincing pedophile in hard candy that it's hard to envision him as anything else? not sure why. just a thought! :)

pedophile being owneeddd by ellen page?

or adorable raoul fighting the phantom for christine's love???

goodbye vancouver

last night i was sad to see the winter olympics go :(

until 2014, apollo...