dear diary...

I woke up this morning at a reasonable hour and read my chapters for a little bit. Then I started feeling icky and fell asleep in the Big Yellow Chair which now resides in my bedroom. I slept until 2:00. Ridiculous. I can't believe I did that. I feel like my whole day is shot. Meh. And such a pretty day too.
The camera should arrive on Monday. I hope it comes in the morning; I have class in the afternoon. I am ready to start snapping pictures. I am planning a day trip to New Orleans soon to take photos. One of my neighbors, Gabe, is also an amateur photographer and has expressed interest in going. I'm sure others will come along as well.
Tomorrow night I am going to watch "Me, You, and Everyone We Know" downtown at the film festival. I am interested in the movie, but truth be told, I am really looking forward to the chance to play dress up. It should be a fun evening.

gratitude: cool weather

a snapshot

I, being the rude and ungrateful person that I am, forgot to mention my True gratitude when it comes to the camera. The camera didn't just pop into my lap out of thin air and I sure couldn't afford to by it myself.
Wesley gave me the camera many months ago. He knew of my love of photography and was generous enough to give me a wonderful tool with which to practice my hobby. Not only that, but I am grateful for his belief in me. He instilled me with the confidence to learn some things about photography and really push myself with this hobby. So, thank you Wesley for the camera and the vote of confidence.

I bet my camera knows Spanish now

Waaaaaaaaaaay back in the first week of July I sent a wonderful digital camera to be repaired. It had a small defect and was recalled. The camera was first sent to New Jersey. Then it traveled to Connecticut and stayed there for a while; neglected. By the first of August, the camera was in Laredo, Texas and I had spoken to every customer service rep in Sony's digital camera department.
After the camera hung out in Laredo for a while, I get a call saying that they don't have the part that my camera needs and they will be shipping it back to me with the option to sell the camera to Sony or to keep it as is. By this point my determination was through the roof and there was no way they were going to get by with that maloney.
After a few more phone calls with the Middle Eastern man named David, it was arranged. I was to send my camera back in a couple of weeks when they got the part back in (which I think they had all along). So the camera went back and stayed for a little over a week, I believe. And now? My camera is on its way home! I can't wait to start taking photos. I've been reading photography guides at Books a Million and online. I'm ready to try it out.

gratitude: friendly customer service people

So about that cat...

I didn't mean to adopt a kitten. It just sort of happened. But isn't she cute (KA-yute)? Her name is Sasha and this is her story.
Sasha had a decent life, she thought, on the campus of William Carey College. But Momma-Cat thought that she needed domestication if she was to make it in this cruel world. So being a wizened old cat, Momma-Cat cleverly placed Sasha near the Theatre building, a place known to be full of bleeding-heart animal lovers. Sasha knew a good thing when she saw it. When the girl with a generous smile and sweet demeanor walked towards her, Sasha played her part. She mewed and purred and let the girl pet her. She acted skiddish and shy and tugged at the girl's heart-strings.
Girl could not keep Sasha but knew a friend who would be willing. Thus Sasha made her trip to Eagle's Nest apartment No. 4. Melody and Sasha enjoyed one day together, a day filled with eating and napping and bonding. Unfortunately, Melody was allergic to Sasha; a medical fact that Melody hoped would be overcome by her love for the kitten. That night Melody could take it no longer and Sasha came to live with Eryn and Chloe.
At first, Eryn took Sasha to the 24 hr vet, in hopes of finding her a new home without putting her in danger of exposure to the 'Humane Society.' Alas, the vet would not take the adorable little stray. Eryn was told that the kitten seemed healthy and did not show signs of any detrimental feline diseases.
Eryn was sold and the little fur ball was christened Sasha, which means 'helper,' in hopes that she would be a friend to Chloe.
Chloe was not happy about the new addition to the family. She hissed, growled and pouted. But not even selfish Chloe can resist the power of friendship. Sasha is slowing melting the ice around Chloe's heart, while Eryn is constantly reassuring Chloe that she is still loved whole-heartedly.
Time will tell how this little family of females will fare.

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More on this later...

u2charist

I have a plan. We have to do community service hours in order to graduate nursing school. This morning I decided on what I wanted to do. I am going to host a U2charist in Hattiesburg. I've already started the ball rolling with email requests for information and a conversation with a friend who is hosting one at Furman, where he is in school. I'm really excited about this and I think it will be much fun to put together. I also really believe in what it is trying to convey. I'm just excited all around.

grateful for: friends, confidence, projects, coffee, Chloe, and friends again because I am REALLY grateful for them.

Pax.

Mood rings

Noel introduced me to a funny song. Here are the lyrics:

"Mood Rings"

we all know the girls that i am talking about
well they are time bombs and they are ticking
and the only question's when they'll blow up
and they'll blow up; we know that without a doubt
cause they're those girls, yeah you know those girls that let their emotions get the best of them

and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off
cause we'll know just what they're thinking
cause what they're thinking...

she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way
her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day
she said to me that she's so happy it's depressing
and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"

if it's drama you want then look no further
they're like the real world meets boy meets world meets days of our lives
and it just kills me how they get away with murder
they'll anger you then bat their eyes; those pretty eyes that watch you sympathize

and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off
cause we'll know just what they're thinking
cause what they're thinking...

she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way
her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day
she said to me that she's so stressed out that it's soothing
and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"

cause when it's black (it) means watch your back because you're probably
the last person in the world right now she wants to see
and when it's blue it means that you should call her up immediately
and ask her out because she'll most likely agree
and when it's green it simply means that she is really stressed
and when it's clear it means she's completely emotionless (and that's all right i must confess)

we all know the girls that i am talking about
she liked you wednesday but now it's friday and she has to wash her hair
and it just figures that we'll never figure them out
first she's jekyll and then she's hyde....at least she makes a lovely pair

mood ring oh mood ring
oh tell me will you bring
the key to unlock this mystery
of girls and their emotions
play it back in slow motion
so i may understand the complex infrastructure known as the female mind

-Reliant K

Well how about that.

Eryn took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! "Strives for a life rich in activity and experience..." Click here to read the rest of the results.

break-in

Someone tried to break into the car next to mine last night. Apparently the standard that the guy stole first wasn't 'to his taste' and he screeched and revved into the parking lot at my apartments, and ditched that car. He tried to take the automatic Taurus when one of my lovely neighbors was generous enough to inform him that she was going to call the cops. He ran and will probably never be caught. When the tow truck came to get the first stolen car out of our parking lot, the cops wrote him a ticket for having a headlight out.
I hate this stupid town.

Wildflowers

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, kill off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free

Run away, find you a lover
Go away somewhere all bright and new
I have seen no other
Who compares with you

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free

Run away, go find a lover
Run away, let your heart be your guide
You deserve the deepest of cover
You belong in that home by and by

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away from your trouble and worries
You belong somewhere you feel free
You belong somewhere you feel free

-Tom Petty

Music

I downloaded James Taylor's Greatest Hits and Tom Petty's Wildflowers this morning. It made me feel out-of-date and stale, so I went to MTV to get some ideas on some current music.
I had No. Clue. As to who any of those make-up wearing pansies were. I'm 'out of the loop,' I guess. I mean, I didn't even know where to begin. When did good ol' indie-emo become mainstream pop? I must have been asleep that day. Or is it ::shutters:: that I'm getting old?? Geez.

Now get off my lawn, you young whipper snappers!

gratitude: a good night's sleep, and my prof. Mrs. Berry

Quote

I'm borrowing a quote used by a friend.

"If we value the pursuit of knowledge, we must be free to follow wherever that search may lead us. The free mind is not a barking dog, to be tethered on a ten-foot chain."

-Adlai Stevenson

grateful for: encouragement

grateful

I found a blog that ended every entry with what the person was grateful for. I don't feel like telling any stories today, or hashing out any socio-political opinions either. But I do want to start my own 'grateful' trend, lest I forget later.

grateful for: food in the freezer (remember the soup I made this summer?)

Happy News

Remember the NG reporter, Salopek, that was being held in Sudan? He is being released as a 'humanitarian gesture' by Sudan. This man has been on my mind constantly since his 'arrest.' I am so glad to see that he will be able to come home to his wife soon.

CNN article on Salopek

Labor Day

Labor Day. Our anniversary. Camping. Cabins. Backpacks. Mountains. More later.

Have a fun weekend!