Jade’s Divine

I am aware that the headline is cheesy…and also part of a title from an old show; however, that’s the point. There was a unanimous decision (in a crowd of one) made to go ahead and take a break to express things through the art of one-sided conversation via electronic means; which may or may not interest other random people who google random crap and decide to read some random pathetic girl’s “space” on the internet (term used loosely). If I were to assume that no one reads this, with the exception of Rachel, Kelly and Katie who randomly comment, I’d probably still write here and post pictures to reflect on later. No one is perfect; so it’s easier to be judged where you can’t see other people’s reactions (maybe that’s part of the problem, and also assuming a ton more people swing by here when bored other then the aforementioned three)

*note that it is 1 in the morning: some are just waking, some are just going to bed, I myself am somewhere in the middle, like a lunch break before I go write a paper about Arsenic for Environmental Contaminants and a results section for Plant Physiology…apologies for any inconsistency, but it makes sense to me.*

Probably the initiative to write came from the fact that I just got done responding to a paper for my Theory and Criticism class. ick.

It’s safe to say that I don’t get guys, bad interpretations:and even if I do, it’s probably the opposite or blown out of proportion.
It’s safe to say that I’m slightly irritated: people in the wake of this developing phenomenon know why…if not call or ask…I don’t normally put other people’s personal business on here, even if it does or does not involve me directly…which in this case? kinda, yeah.
It’s safe to say that I just needed better understanding of the situation.

And this just didn’t start Friday night, it’s been going on ever since I started college…with the exception of Alex.

I took a psychology of women class last semester.
Now they need to offer a psychology of men class; it’ll probably say a lot of the same things….more importantly probably also state “men and women think differently” and that the only way to break this barrier is through conversation/action; even though everybody says what they want, you just know how to interpret their individuality.

On to another topic that made me realize where I was this time last year. Taking two classes that simultaneously shot down the concept of love between two individuals. I think I’m still recouping from that. All those Disney movies and fairy tales I was brought up on? lies? what?
Evolution class was like “there is no true monogamous animals here on Earth: sure there are animals that practice ’social’ monogamy, but if you were to do DNA testing, a chunk of the percentage will have different fathers than the one protecting the nest.”
Sociology said pretty much the same thing, and also added that it was a fairly new concept. Relationships were basically based on survival. IN ADDITION to the fact that the professor pointed out that “you will change” and “you will never find the perfect mate.”
*ouch*

Paul, the sweetheart that he is with his truck, came and got Mira and her cage with me.
She is adoreable. I love her.

Happy Easter. Even though it’s Monday.

I’ll rant about life later.

ahhhh kelly clarkson!!1

Apparently reading “he’s just not that into you” is an excuse for all the other excuses.

One of those recorders that you carry around with you and tell your thoughts into. I personally thought that it used to be a pompous thing to do or something that important rich people did (I think the media has a part to play in that image.) But now that my age is moving faster, thoughts seem to go though the head twice as fast. I think of amazing blow-your-mind things I want to talk about with people; but once class gets out or I see people, I just want to sleep or talk about what they want to talk about. And recording lectures to study wouldn’t be half bad either…considering that I’m almost done (a little late in the game)

oh yeah…check it out…it’s cool to have a website…especially
this one it is awesome because I’m on there

Enter the ICHC online Poker Cats Contest!

Spring break ‘08 was okay. It started off on the right foot, had a twist (literally) and then I ended up with Cristina’s brother and his roommate all week in Elkhart Indiana. They still managed to keep me entertained though between both of their railroader schedules. Went to Chicago, did stuff, went to the comedy club, rum runners, Amish country (Shipshewana), Saliva and Signal concerts, bowling, and a couple bars/clubs…..had a good time; I wasn’t in Michigan

I wish it would have ended better though…last night was spent by the toilet…
Apparently the bartender was trying out new shots for st. patrick’s day next week, and I got to be one of the testers…wooo.
But once all the different alcohols mixed, it wasn’t pretty: I got pissy and wasted.
All day today I’ve felt like shit.

Blargh.
Look down; this song has been in my head since the concert.

“Look at me, my depth perception must be off again
Cause this hurts deeper than I thought it did
It has not healed with time
It just shot down my spine
You look so beautiful tonight
Remind me how you laid us down
And gently smiled before you destroyed my life

Would you find it in your heart?
To make this go away
And let me rest in pieces
Would you find it in your heart?
To make it go away
And let me rest in pieces

Look at me, my depth perception must be off again
You got much closer than I thought you did
I’m in your reach
You held me in your hands

But could you find it in your heart?
To make this go away
And let me rest in pieces
Would you find it in your heart?
To make it go away
And let me rest in pieces”