Saturday, May 14, 2011

OO4. Why I Am Getting Concerned

Okay, so I was on facebook and all of the sudden, I saw a post from one girl who's going to Siena next year to another girl who's also going saying something like "I just added more people to my list of who I don't like and to avoid next year." HONESTLY?! You don't even know these people yet. You can't make an accurate judgement based off of a facebook group conversation. I don't know, but that just really pissed me off, and therefore I felt it was worth mentioning.

But in all seriousness, to me, college is a time for new beginnings and going in with a fresh start and no prior judgements...so why are these girls doing that? Who knows...but I hope they're the only ones, and I hope they're proven wrong.

Countdown:
Days left of high school: 4
Days left till graduation: 22
Days left till Siena move-in: 109

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

OO3. A Plethora of Things

So, I haven't had a post in somewhat of a while, so this one is going to be pretty much all over the place. And this is where I'm going to start changing names (you'll see that *)

1. I HAVE A ROOMMATE!! Her name is Beatrice*, but she goes by Bee*, and she's from the Cape. I swear to God, deciding to room with her was the best decision I've ever made. I honestly don't think I've ever felt so confident about a decision before, and it's not like this is a minor decision either. I even played dirty when I made that decision. I was considering rooming with someone else, but I was having some serious second thoughts. So I told her that I decided to go with the lottery...woops. Anyway, I really really like Bee, and I'm even more excited to move in now than I was before.

2. I had the weirdest dream last night. I don't even know how to analyze it, but I'm going to try. First, I was on a ski slope, but the ski slope was on a stage and I was on the top of it with my mom's side of the family, and we were in some big performance. The ski slope was divided into a million lanes and there were people all over the place. So basically, this buzzer went off and everyone headed down the mountain on a conveyer belt with a million different colours and we had to collect all of the different colours, and I don't know. I got really upset though and threw a fit. So then there was part two, my dog got hit by a truck in our driveway. Something else happened that was really weird in my dream too, but I can't think of it right now.

Analysis of Part I: According to dream moods, mountains represent major obstacles and challenges that one has to overcome. But since I was on the top of a mountain, it means that I have achieved my goals. But mountains also represent a "higher realm of consciousness, knowledge and spiritual truth". Basically, I guess it means that high school is also over and I conquered it...but I have no idea about the higher realm of all that stuff. Colours in dreams have to do with energy, emotion and vibes. Not really sure what that means, but whatever. To dream that you are upset means that one needs to learn from their dissapointments and try to be happy by not dwelling on the negatives. I guess that one makes sense.

Analysis of Part II:  Also according to dream moods, dreaming of a dog symbolizes intuition, loyalty, generosity, protection and fidelity. It also suggests that ones values and good intenttions will enable one to go forward in the world. That makes sense too, since by graduating I am moving forward in the world. On the other hand, if one sees a truck in their dream means that they're overworked. Which also makes sense...coughMrs.ObnoxiousEnglishTeachercough.

3. I officially know how to tie a corset!! That's basically how we spent our night at ballet last night. That was pretty great.

4.  So on the Siena College facebook group, there's literally a war waging on about New York and Jersey. It's literally cutthroat. I find it pretty funny, and therefore worth mentioning.

I feel like I started off having a million other things to say, but now I can't even remember. Soo...

Countdown:
Days left of high school: 8
Days until graduation: 26
Days until Siena move-in: 113

Thursday, May 5, 2011

OO2. A Day of Eavesdropping

So, I overheard some interesting conversations today...

Here I am sitting at my typical computer in the corner of the walk-in center, and low and behold, a teacher (who I will refer to as the lumberjack) walks in and strikes up a conversation with the walk-in center's secretary about how much he hates the senior class, and she agreed. They continued to have a conversation about how "every single member of the senior class of 2011 is fucked up" and that they hate us all. Might I add, that I was like 10 feet away, and it's not like they were talking quietly either. I was so outraged! I mean, sure I really don't like some of my classmates, but they were being wicked general about it. Surely you can't hate 208 people from one grade that much. So I thought that was really rude.

THEN, after the lumberjack leaves, one of the guidance counselors (who I will refer to as genie pant woman) walks up to the secretary and they start having a conversation about how much they hate the deans (power-walking woman and iron thumb woman) and why it was a horrible mistake hiring them...and might I add that the dean's office was a whopping 7 feet away from where they were standing. They kept complaining about how it was a bad place for her office to be because the guidance counselors lost their conference room (god forbid) and because she's not "one of them". So I thought that was a little bit odd too.

THEN, the school nurse walks in and starts talking to the secretary about her dramas with her ex-husband and how she emailed him five minutes ago to tell him that, and kept wondering if she had done the right thing or not and what he would say and how he would reply if at all. Anyway, that went on for a good 10 minutes. But here's my question: what happened if someone needed the nurse and she was gone from her office for that long and they were really sick or hurt. Lacking on those duties there.

THEN, another guidance counselor (I'll call her muppet woman) goes to talk to the secretary and they sit there and bitch about the third guidance counselor (sock puppet woman).

Oh, and then in the meantime, whenever one of the people bitched about (iron thumb woman, power-walking woman, sock puppet woman, and the entire senior class) came into the walk-in center, the secretary and whoever else was always so nice and kind...and obviously fake.

So my question is: Do people at Medway High School ever do their jobs/not complain?? I'm not sure yet, but it really frustrates me, and provides just another reason to be excited to leave. Is any Medway employee genuine??

Countdown:
Days left of high school: 10
Days until graduation: 31
Days until Siena move-in: 118

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

OO1. Welcome to My Life

So, average 17 (almost 18!) year old girl. Living in a small town. With 4 farms within a mile radius. Why is she writing a blog? Sounds like nothing on Earth happens to her. Well guess what?! She's going to college!!
Yeah, yeah. I'm finally leaving this farm town. For somewhere a lot better (fingers crossed, haha).

I'm still in the process of looking for a roomie. I know who I want mine to be, ideally, but I'm not sure it's going to pan out, so I have a few backups that are looking pretty good too. I really hope this one works out, but I'm going to have to wait a little bit. Which is something I'm genuinely not good at doing.

Now I just have to get through the rest of school, which is going to royally suck. At the same time though, I can't believe that high school is going to be over and that I'm going to be living in New York for the next four years of my life. Slightly sad. Like minisculely sad. Probably just because it means I'm getting older. I'm definitely not sad to be leaving Medway, but I am sad to be leaving my friends. And the dance studio. Not that it was obvious or anything...haha.

I hate going to school now. It's absolutely awful because it feels like I'm just going through the motions and I'm not getting anything out of it. It's just miserable. I hate waking up. I hate getting ready. I hate going to homeroom. I hate going to classes. I hate it all!! Why can't it not be summer? Or September 1st haha.


Countdown:
Days of high school: 11, I do believe
Days until graduation: 32
Days until Siena move-in: 119.