Showing posts with label spring break. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring break. Show all posts

Saturday, March 08, 2008

you're going away in late September.

Spring Break was interesting... It was especially nice since I had nothing to worry about during the week. Seriously though, it was actually a break. A real break. Thanks Lehigh. It’s the only thing you’ve done right this semester. No exams or projects to fret about.

Spring Break has taught me a lot:
  1. Pomegranate martinis consumed in large amounts are a no-no.
  2. Stick to ordering crab when dinning at a restaurant named Joe’s Crab Shack.
  3. Greek Life follows you everywhere. “I love my AOPi?”
  4. The solution to heat rashes and sunburn.,, “Just put some ice on it!!”
  5. Drunk Scrabble is probably the best game ever.
  6. Broadway is the fifth highest tourist attraction in NYC besides the Statue of Liberty.
  7. Never trust anyone with the initials A.T. with handling large glass bottles of alcohol. FAIL.
  8. Never take for granted any weather temperature over 65 degrees F.
This semester seems to be flying by so quickly. I don’t know whether I’m excited or a little sad. Let’s just make it a good one.

Until the next time.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

up in the gym just working on my fitness.

I've always found it so interesting to ask why and when people started their bad habits. That said, I'm referring more specifically to smoking cigarettes. I remember sitting in fifth grade and having Officer Bob come in for those D.A.R.E programs... you know how it goes.

Say no to drugs.
Smoking kills.
Cocaine is bad.
Don't smoke pot.

But D.A.R.E. was a great first plunge into the "badness" of drugs. I think there should always be public funding for that program because it's good. I mean, I obviously can't argue the fact that smoking cigs are bad. But there's that superiority complex that I (and most people) have. "Oh, yes I smoke, but I'm not addicted!" And this brings me up to the funny and oh-so-lame story about why/when I started smoking.

I went to California for Spring Break, went to a club, saw some really badass looking people smoking. I mean, everyone who is anything smoked. These people where wearing pink tights, Milly tops, and carrying Chanel bags. That was the ~allure~ like a social status. Holding a Marlboro Light in between your index and middle finger, slowing moving it towards your mouth, inhaling, moving your hand, and exhaling. It's just such a sensual movement. And so classy.

Many people are surprised when they see me light up.
I consider myself a social smoker. You know, someone offers me a cig, I accept and smoke with them. I keep a pack on me nowadays, but I never smoke by myself. I mean, it took me a year to actually buy a pack for myself.

So when I smoke, I know that I'm doing something really bad for myself, but again, that complex just kicks in. "I'm not addicted. I'm a social smoker. I have will power so I won't be one of those people who smokes a pack a day. It's for fun. I just like the feel of it." All of which seem like pretty big flags for someone who is addicted. But, honestly, I'm not addicted to the nicotine just the appeal that I think it brings.

And that thing, that thing that I've scumbled to is the main thing to which I believe despite D.A.R.E.'s great presence in schools today, there's still a huge flaw. Teenage smoking is increasing in prevailing numbers. What's wrong with those D.A.R.E programs is that they aren't there to tell you that you don't or you won't feel just "that much cooler" by smoking a cigarette.

Sure it's bad, but what business gets done over eating a stick of celery?

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy.

Happy first day of spring! Minus the fact that it's cold and windy outside.

I've been an emotional fruitcake these past few days. I've just wanted to waste my life sleeping and/or napping. St. Patty's was fun, minus the shit loads of fucking snow that ruined half the original plans for the weekend. Stayed in on Friday after I got bad news. Ps: Thanks to all those people who actually care and give a damn about me. Sat... let's just say tequila still overcomes life's harshest battles.

Exams are this and the upcoming week and I could not be any more out-of-the-loop or NOT IN THE MOOD to study. I just want for it to be summer. We're in the long stretch. I still have yet to figure out wtf my plans are for Coachella, jw brought me tickets, but it's the shittest timing ever. Damn Lehigh exam scheduling! Speaking of Lehigh... I figured out romming/roommate for next year! Yay, kp! So excited for our PLAYBOY suite.

Shit, I should be studying for my envirosci exam tomorrow.

Not really breaking news, but it's not really a "ps:" I think I'm officially in love with my economics professor. He's Austrialian, good looking, oh did I mention he has a wife in NYC? My bad.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

but you don't know which page to turn to?

Spring break has come and gone. So much for my high hopes of catching up on school work. haha. I guess that's what today is for. I'm back at Lehigh and not liking how my college years will be jipped because of Lehigh's inability to give us more days off. Seriously, not cool.

Had a lot of fun. And became nocturnal as usual: get home at 5am, wake up at 5pm, and repeat. Oh man. Most people where still at school, but had fun at fit and others. Spent Fri and Sat with some high school kids at a "random hotel in dirty jerz." hah. And other unspeakable things.

One day back and I'm already off to a bad start. So much for not freaking out about this semester. Holy crap, I already have my envirosci exam next week. And then, econ and info system exams following. I am so not on top of things and from the looks of it, this is going to be pretty shitty.

ps: I'm never going to forget this past week. Sm, I miss you. Snort Blow 07=Poor life decisions.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

open up your eager eyes.

If there is one thing I can't stand is when other people use my stuff without asking. It's not even a fact that I'm not going to let you use it, I just want to be given the courtesy of being *asked* if you could borrow it. I don't know, maybe I'm a spoiled-selfish little brat. But, what's mine is mine, you can borrow shit, just fucking ask. /end rant

This weekend was so much fun. Friday saw a bunch of people that I actually like. Went to Cheesecake Factory where I told cj that she wouldn't be able to eat an entree and dessert. Yeah, I won. And that is why the rule is always order the desert first, than split an entree. lol. Saw sf, hj, na, dvdb, and lr. Had a really fun time catching up with all of them. Then it was way too early to get to as's house, so went to a Dunkin' Donuts run with cj and lr.

Seriously, hazelnut coffee is the shit. Had a large and that basically made my night, I went to bed at like 6am I was so hyped up from the caffeine. Too bad Lehigh doesn't sell hazelnut coffee... but yeah, I would spend way too much money on that. I already buy two cups a day here.

Then I'm too lazy/busy to go into the rest... considering I already wasted a paragraph talking about hazelnut coffee. Let's just say, it was great to be home. I do love my BARBIECO. And I'm so freaking excited/looking foward to Spring Break. :)