I Hate to Wait

You know what's really ridiculous? A bus being an hour late. I disapprove. My legs are still cold and I've been on said bus for almost a half an hour already. I was supposed to get into Seattle around six this evening but now I'm doubting if I'll get there before seven. :(
But that's not the only thing I hate to wait for. As much as I love most things about Facebook, one feature that really sets me on edge is the ability of Facebook to tell me when someone has seen but has no replied to a message I sent them. It sends me into this crazy little whirlwind driven by the question of, "Why are they ignoring me?!" Granted, I know that some people check their Facebooks whenever they have a spare second and that my messages generally require more attention than that so maybe that's what is happening right now. I really hope that's what it is. Otherwise, that makes me really nervous. I start wondering if I said something too much in my message, or just the wrong thing. I don't like being nervous. I want to know what this person has to say but they're being quiet. Not that I can totally blame them but it's still happening.
The other thing on my list that I seriously hate waiting for it friends. That sounds silly but I'm not exceptionally good at making them. I think I'm finding my niche with dancing peoples, but I don't think I'm really good friends with any of them yet. I really want to have friends who want me too.

A Little Bit of Life

I don't know what it is about this month that makes it so difficult to actually sit down and write.
But, first off, have you guys ever teefury.com? You should check it out if you haven't. They sell a different funny t-shirt every single day. I think it's a wonderful idea.
So, I went to visit my brother and sister-in-law for Thanksgiving. My flight got delayed from my town to Seattle, which made me miss my connection to Boise and the airline put me up in a hotel. 

 It was a really, really nice hotel. But I didn't end up spending all that much time in it. You see, my aunt lives near Seattle so I called her, and ended up over at her house.
I'm trying to persuade my cousin to come to my college, which is going pretty well so far.

 Oh, yeah. I had a balcony.

















Anyways, Boise was really fun. The first thing my oldest brother (TB) said to me was, "I keep forgetting that you're a grown-up. In my mind, you're still eleven." -_- So I made jokes about that all weekend. I guess I probably shouldn't be so amazed since we weren't together hardly at all when I was growing up. Sometimes I forget that he's married and responsible and all that jazz.We had real Thanksgiving food, which was amazing compared to the dining hall food that I've been eating for the past two months. (I've been in college for two months, how crazy is that?!) On Friday, we all went shooting and I made a deal with TB that, when I have a boyfriend that I'm serious about, he has to take him shooting so as to (a) intimidate him and (b) protect me--in the event that "serious boyfriend" becomes "husband". Though, granted, I could protect myself.
I guess I should mention that, because of the delay on the way there, I made a bunch of new friends at the airport. I hope that I'll see them around campus soon (yes, all of them were students too).
What else? What else?

 

This was waiting for me (all boxed up, of course) when I got back from Thanksgiving break. It's a care package from my friend Kris. I'm really excited to have books to read again. The on campus library doesn't have a centralized fiction section so I haven't been doing much--that is to say, any--reading since I got to school. The white package is my Christmas present but he sent it way early and I'm impatient so I opened it. Remember back in September when I posted a picture very

similar to this one? The movie is called "Ever After" and it's what Kris bought me for Christmas. I'm really happy about it. :) Thanks again, Kris!

 I guess the only other thing to tell you guys is that I finally went downtown yesterday. My suitemate and I went to get brunch at The Daisy Cafe. Their hot chocolate is really good. We also wandered around and went into a couple interesting shops. The real motivation for going was so that I could find my way this Friday when I head down to Seattle. (I'm going to go visit my siblings again.) 

But, yeah, that's pretty much all that's going on in my life. Finals are coming up, which is kind of scary. I have to register for next quarter classes tomorrow. I'm going to Germany in December and Virginia in January! I'm sending a lot of letters recently. 

I will say that sometimes, when I'm walking around campus and I see all these people in big groups (and I'm walking all by myself) I can't help but wonder if I'm doing something wrong.

November is Going Quickly

Apparently, I'm celebrating "No Write November." Sorry, guys, I don't know what's keeping me away from this but I guess college will do that to you.
I've been busy making friends, going dancing, and doing homework. Oh, and working. I wish that I was writing more but I'm also having a marvelous time having my own college experience that I don't want to spend all of it holed up in my dorm room, writing. However, I do want to document it.
On that note, here's what I've been up to: swing dancing, learning to blues dance, going contra dancing (that's basically square dancing), doing homework, admiring the cute boys around campus, trying to work up the courage to actually talk to said boys, and working at the desk.
Blues and contra (and swing but I've already talked about that a lot) are super much fun!!! Oh. my. gosh. Contra is a once-in-a-while thing but blues will become a weekly habit. The people who do blues are amazing. And a lot fewer people do blues so I feel like I'm actually making friends there. Except I avoid Kris (not the cool Kris who sends me Navy Diver postcards; the 50-year-old Kris who likes to dance way too close together).  I wish he would dance a little farther away from me because he's a good lead; he's just kind of creepy.
Anyways, that's pretty much everything exciting I'm up to at school. Well, I'm attempting to flirt with this guy but I'm really bad at being normal enough to flirt well when I'm attracted to someone (and, therefore, nervous). Boys make me nervous...or, boys that I'm attracted to do.
On a completely different note, do you know how hard it is to try to get to Virginia? (I have friends over there that I'm trying to go see.) It's hard!
My adventure of this week is that my flight to Boise (to visit my family for Thanksgiving) was delayed and I missed on connection in Seattle. But so did this boy from my school so we hung out a whole bunch. I mean, I hung out with a bunch of people while we were delayed in the airport but, after we got to Seattle, I caught a shuttle to the hotel with this boy and then we had breakfast this morning. And now we're Facebook friends... Anyways, the point is that it was really nice having a traveling buddy to help me deal with the fact that I'd missed my flights. And I proved to myself that I am able to actually talk to guys. (Yes, by the way, I was a little bit in doubt.)
But, yeah, now I'm chilling in Boise with my brothers, sister-in-law, and my sister-by-extension (aka, my sister-in-law's sister.) Having real food for dinner was absolutely wonderful and I discovered that I actually do like apple pie.
OH! I'm a really hilarious/really typical college student and brought laundry "home." My sister-in-law laughed pretty hard when I asked if I could do laundry. Speaking of which...I should start on that.
Happy Thanksgiving, everybody. I hope your day is/was wonderful.

Oh, Life. You're Great.

Hey everybody. I know it's been a little while since I've written anything and that's mostly because I've been preoccupied with a couple things recently. I'm working on not being all caught up in my mind drama at the moment but, anyways, I have some excitement all built up inside me and thought I should share.
You know how I've been going to Swing Kids all the time since school started? Remember how there's a lead named Forest who is a really good lead? Well...this past Wednesday he asked me if I was going to blues. (A blues group meets about an hour after Swing Kids, down in my dorm community building). I told him that I'd never been blues dancing in my life, which really surprised him. Apparently, I'm a "bluesy" swing dancer. (At the time, I didn't really understand what that meant but it does now). So, with a little persuasion from him and these other girls that I'm becoming pretty good friends with, I went to blues. And, when I say "I went to blues", I really mean that I hung out with all the blues people for the time lapse between swing and blues, danced once or twice then went to get dinner because it was late and I hadn't eaten. Quiet honestly, I just wasn't feeling quiet as confident with blues as I do with swing.
But, remember those girls I just mentioned? Well, they know about a place in town that does blues lessons and a social on Thursday nights. After spending a while debating, I mustered my courage and went with them. Turns out, after a little instruction, I'm a pretty good blues follow. In my mind, swing dancing is really loose and easy (pretty open to a bit of improv) but blues is like that times five. And it's so much fun. Plus, I was playing around as a lead last night and am not half bad at that either.
My favorite thing about blues is actually the stance. It's practically required that almost the entirety of your bodies are touching a majority of the time you're dancing with someone. Granted, there are always exceptions but a lot of the people I danced with last night do dance really close. And that closeness allows me to be a little be delusional. During each dance, I get to pretend like I'm someone really important to my lead; the closeness makes me feel special. (This is probably driven in part by the fact that most of the new leads at Swing Kids are really scared to get close to their follows; FYI, boys, closeness helps) Feeling special is really nice right now--considering a few things...
The point is that blues is wonderful and I'm actually kind of sad that Thanksgiving is next week because now I have to wait two weeks to go do it again with my blues friends. Maybe I'll just have to teach my brother over Thanksgiving break...
Oh, here's another wonderful thing that happened last night. You all know about my friend Kris, right? He's the one who keeps sending me Navy Diver postcards. (Thank you, again, by the way.)  For some reason, I've really been wanting to call him for, like, a week. We text practically all the time but I realized that I hadn't heard his voice in about four years. That made me kind of sad...so I called him last night. And had an actual conversation with him. Then he started being the "confident" (his word; mine was "egotistical") boy that  he is and I felt the need to hang up on him to put him in his place, as it were, but I don't think he really cared. It was just really nice to talk to him. (please note: he and I joke around a lot). I've missed him.
Then, today, I got to watch half of "Hunger Games" with RA6, attended an amazingly hilarious Psych class, had an awkward moment with this boy I have a crush on (which wasn't actually as awkward as the moment from Thursday morning), somehow managed to bend the metal part of the lanyard that my keys were on (and, therefore, had to buy a new lanyard), found a book about writing and publishing that was 40% off when I went to go buy said new lanyard (so excited to read it), and apparently have actual plans for the weekend.
Really, what I'm trying to say is that life has been absolutely wonderful for the past couple of days. And I really hope that it continues to be like this. :)

Tonight's Going To Be Historic

A few things before I talk about how today's Election Day...
Firstly, I had an impromptu trip to Seattle this weekend and it was amazing!! I got to go to Zumba with my brother; eat at the restaurant where my sister works; play videos game with my brother's friends; and get a tattoo. Yeah, that last one kind of hurt but it turned out really nicely. I super like it. It says "Sogno Scrivo Vivo" in really nice script down my thigh. (That's Italian for "Dream Write Live", by the way).
Secondly, I managed to write a paper between the hours of 9 pm Sunday night to 5 pm Monday night. BOOM! I cannot tell you how surprised/happy I am to have achieved that. Finishing that means that I don't have to do any more big things for that class until the final; it's just reading and quizzes for a while. :D
Thirdly, the questions swirling in my mind right now is "Why did I wait this long to start going to the gym?" Granted 'going to the gym' is a subjective...I'm not doing running on treadmills or doing weights (though I kind of want to learn how). I'm going to the classes that the gym puts on. Tonight was the first night I've done anything not Zumba...I did Cardio Combat. Honestly, it was kind of an accident. the schedule posted online isn't the right one so I thought I was going to Ab-Lab (yes, it's a core workout) but I actually ended up in Cardio Combat. I'm kind of deciding that it's really fun to go do things that you know nothing about. Like, last night, I watched 'V for Vendetta' for the first time. Oh my gosh, it was so good. All I knew about the movie before I watched it was that it was based on Guy Fawkes' story. I didn't have any built up expectations and, for the first time in a few months, I didn't get bored halfway through the movie. 
"Remember, remember the 5th of November. 
The gunpowder treason and plot. 
I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot." 
Fourthly, it's cold season and I don't like it. I'm very seriously considering going to bed as soon as I get back to my dorm. But I have a few chapters I'm supposed to read... The debate between academic responsibility and health responsibility shall continue.
Fifthly, I'm going to Boise for Thanksgiving to see my brother, sister-in-law, and my sister-by-extension (aka my sister-in-law's sister). I'm really excited to get to spend this Thanksgiving with family. Although, I do have to figure out how to get to and from the airport in my town. I'm thinking taxi.
Okay, I think that's all of my interesting news for now.
Onto the fact that it's ELECTION DAY!!!!
I've been misleading, I don't actually have much to say about the fact that it's Election Day. Just that it is and I'm really excited to have voted; and that I feel sorry for all the nation's mail carriers because the past few days have probably been insanely busy! When I wake up tomorrow (actually, just after I fall asleep tonight) we will most likely know whom to call "Mr. President" for the next four years. And I was a part of that. It's so exciting when you think about it.
Besides all of those things, here's what has been on my mind today: do you ever wonder what makes people important? I don't mean the president or revolutionaries...I mean what makes people important to you in your life. Sure, "nice" and "funny" are probably on the list, but tons of people are nice and funny. My theory is that it's shared experiences (at least in part) that make people important. That theory is influenced by the fact that I've made friends at the gym the past two days after enduring an hour of torture--I mean, cardio--together. Yes, other things play into making people important but I really think that shared experiences is high on the list.
Okay, the other question that I've been thinking about while I'm walking around on campus is "What if I just walked past the best friend I could possibly have and don't know it?"
Seriously, think about all the people you walk past in a day. That's so many lives and experiences you're not ever going to know anything about. But maybe you should know things about the people you pass; maybe you don't know that you have just the right about of things in common and could be best friends for life. I'm do believe in fate and the idea that if someone is supposed to be in your life, somehow they'll manage to be there. It's just funny to think about all the people around me as I walk through campus every day, how I know nothing about them but how they still have all the experiences that make them who they are.
Food for thought.
And good luck to all the candidates, presidential and otherwise.