Here's the deal. I love long weekends. Love.
Wednesday: Work 10-3. Lame, per usual. Didn't do much. But then Kelsey called and she was very much jonesing for an adventure. Luckily, I was too. So Kelsey, Asia, Lulu (a dog), and I hiked the Pillboxes in Lanikai. Really really hardcore, but super amazing. Lulu has a bit of a complex and needs to be in front at all times. As such, she pretty much dragged me up and down the mountain. It was super duper windy up top and the view of Lanikai was amazing - the sun was getting lower, so the mountains were starting to cast a huge shadow over the town. Post-hike we went to Lanikai Juice (ultra delicious). Then we chilled at Kelsey's house and picked up Boston's pizza and chilled some more. Then came back to campus and watched Requiem for a Dream. Intense as shit.
Thursday: Happy Thanksgiving! Woke up for brunch. Then Asia, Denise, and I headed over to Kelsey's for kickball! A bunch of people from around her neighborhood were there and Asia hit Kelsey's mom in the face with a ball. It was amazing. After kickball, we took some neighborhood kids and swam at the house where Kelsey is house-sitting. They have a giant inflateable orca. Sweet. Dropped off the kids, played a shit ton of Rock Band (Razorblade Saturday RULES). Kelsey's sister Amanda flew in as a Thanksgiving Surprise - very adorable. Dinner was crazy delicious and Kelsey's family is superbly cool. Picked up Asia from Andy's house and came back to hang out, play cranium, etc. Just as we were getting ready to fall asleep to a movie, Kelsey's mom came in and said she was going Black Friday shopping with her crazy friend Trinidad. So, we all piled into the Explorer and drove to Waikele for some super hardcore bargain shopping. Got back at 4 am, fell asleep instantly.
Friday: Slept in super duper late, lounged around in pajamas. Made Christmas ornaments, talked to the family. Very cool. Dorked around for a while, stopped at campus for clothing, then took off for the North Shore (me, Kelsey, Amanda, Kelsey's mom, Denise, and Asia). AMAZING waves. Had a picnic, frolicked in the water. Got some rockin shave ice. Drove home, slept-ish in the car. Went to see Quantam of Solace at the Windward theater (while Denise, Asia, and Paige saw Twilight). It was pretty not very good. Which is fine. Took the bus back, fell asleep in Denise's room. SUCH a good day.
I like how my English gets progressively more lazy through the summary of my days off. Ah well. I'm content. Screw school, I want to be on vacation forever.
Home SO soon. Can't wait.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
When did I get this crabby?
So I'm a crabby person. We all know this. My only question is this. When the fuck did this happen? I wasn't always crabby. I remember the days of cake decorating with Jaclyn, Shehan, and Allison. Jaclyn made us rockin little nametags (I believe I still have mine) with our cake decorating nicknames on them. Mine? The OPTIMIST. I used to be super happy and jolly all the time! The one cheering everybody up, the one smiling even when everything was just shit. Now I'm the crabby bitter one. I really don't understand. If anybody has any speculation as to what happened to me, I would love to hear it.
Anyway, I am finally no longer sick. Last week was hellish, but I'm all better in time for Thanksgiving break. It's going to be good. Dinner at Kelsey's house with her crazy German grandmother and kickball at the park next door. Pool partying it up at the house where Kelsey is house sitting. Checking out the Lost sets, making Joey jealous with the pictures I take.
Speaking of. I talked to Joey yesterday and all my crabbiness from this last week dissipated. It was great. We talked about how much it sucks that I won't be home for Thanksgiving, started planning all of our adventures for Christmas break. We're going to pull John out of school and take him to lunch so everybody will think he's the coolest guy ever ("Joey, all of his friends are going to be so jealous! His brother and that random chick are pulling him out of school!" "Well, that random chick is pretty cool too.") Somehow, Joey even remembered our plans to go camping next summer. I couldn't believe that it was still on his mind - I figured he'd just forget about it until next July when I reminded him. I was happy. As we said goodbye, I asked Joey to say hey to his family for me when he's home this week. Our running joke is that Joey's family loves me more than they love him, so he said "No, I have to win their love back." I responded "Fine, then I'll call them on my own." Then Joey pointed out that they would probably, in fact, really really like it if I called to say hi. So I think I will.
I also taught my mom to video chat (she bought a mac). It was ridiculous. She held the cats up the camera "Katie, can you hear Freddy purring? Can you hear him?" "No, mom, but I believe you." Then I could hear my dad in the background, "Liz, you're probably going to want to vacuum out the keyboard after this." Oh man, I'm pumped to see my family.
Anyway, I am finally no longer sick. Last week was hellish, but I'm all better in time for Thanksgiving break. It's going to be good. Dinner at Kelsey's house with her crazy German grandmother and kickball at the park next door. Pool partying it up at the house where Kelsey is house sitting. Checking out the Lost sets, making Joey jealous with the pictures I take.
Speaking of. I talked to Joey yesterday and all my crabbiness from this last week dissipated. It was great. We talked about how much it sucks that I won't be home for Thanksgiving, started planning all of our adventures for Christmas break. We're going to pull John out of school and take him to lunch so everybody will think he's the coolest guy ever ("Joey, all of his friends are going to be so jealous! His brother and that random chick are pulling him out of school!" "Well, that random chick is pretty cool too.") Somehow, Joey even remembered our plans to go camping next summer. I couldn't believe that it was still on his mind - I figured he'd just forget about it until next July when I reminded him. I was happy. As we said goodbye, I asked Joey to say hey to his family for me when he's home this week. Our running joke is that Joey's family loves me more than they love him, so he said "No, I have to win their love back." I responded "Fine, then I'll call them on my own." Then Joey pointed out that they would probably, in fact, really really like it if I called to say hi. So I think I will.
I also taught my mom to video chat (she bought a mac). It was ridiculous. She held the cats up the camera "Katie, can you hear Freddy purring? Can you hear him?" "No, mom, but I believe you." Then I could hear my dad in the background, "Liz, you're probably going to want to vacuum out the keyboard after this." Oh man, I'm pumped to see my family.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Looking up? Not so much.
Last night: most horrible night ever.
So I had a cough yesterday. Not anything terrible, just one of those annoying tickles in your throat. I figured I'd take my multivitamin as well as Vitamin C and go to bed early. Don't I wish.
I got back from work just after midnight, took a quick shower, and got into bed (wearing my usual sleepwear: shorts and a beater). Soon, I found myself coughing incessantly, unable to stop. Shortly after that, I found myself absolutely freezing, curled up into a ball under my blanket (fever much?). Way after that (we're talking 3:30 at this point), I convinced myself to get up and put on my one pair of sweatpants and my one long-sleeved tee and take some ibuprofen. I considered texting Steve to see if he was still up, but didn't want to bother him. Instead, I listened to music and hoped hoped hoped that I would fall asleep.
Eventually, I did. At about 4:30. Then I got up at 7:15 for breakfast and errands. On the way back from errands, I fell down the stairs next to Lehua (and bashed myself in the face with the orange juice I bought). Great. Welcome to my life.
So I had a cough yesterday. Not anything terrible, just one of those annoying tickles in your throat. I figured I'd take my multivitamin as well as Vitamin C and go to bed early. Don't I wish.
I got back from work just after midnight, took a quick shower, and got into bed (wearing my usual sleepwear: shorts and a beater). Soon, I found myself coughing incessantly, unable to stop. Shortly after that, I found myself absolutely freezing, curled up into a ball under my blanket (fever much?). Way after that (we're talking 3:30 at this point), I convinced myself to get up and put on my one pair of sweatpants and my one long-sleeved tee and take some ibuprofen. I considered texting Steve to see if he was still up, but didn't want to bother him. Instead, I listened to music and hoped hoped hoped that I would fall asleep.
Eventually, I did. At about 4:30. Then I got up at 7:15 for breakfast and errands. On the way back from errands, I fell down the stairs next to Lehua (and bashed myself in the face with the orange juice I bought). Great. Welcome to my life.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Bits and Pieces
This morning, like every Monday morning, I walked my usual path from Lokelani to the AC for my Oceanographic Field Techniques lecture. Halfway there, I looked down to realize that I wasn't wearing any shoes. I paused, then shrugged and kept walking. It definitely wasn't worth turning around and I was very much ok with that.
Upon reaching class, I had a feeling of dread. We were to get last week's quizzes back and I did not feel that I had done my best work. In fact, I had felt extremely unprepared for the quiz and felt super duper guilty about probably getting a bad grade. Much to my surprise, I got a 92. Yesss!
I continued my streak when Brian (my professor) began talking about how deprived of literature we all are. He wrote an author's name on the board and challenged the class to come up with the title of any of their works. There was a moment of silence in the room. Luckily, the name he wrote was Vonnegut. "Breakfast of Champions," I said. "Slaughterhouse Five, Cat's Cradle, Timequake, Mother Night, Deadeye Dick." Brian said nothing, but smiled.
He continued discussing authors of fiction and mentioned the name Christopher Moore. He paused and turned towards me expectantly. I grinned."Practical Demonkeeping, Bloodsucking Fiends, Island of the Sequined Love Nun, The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove." Another smile. Then back to talking about boats.
It's a good day.
35 days and I'm home.
Upon reaching class, I had a feeling of dread. We were to get last week's quizzes back and I did not feel that I had done my best work. In fact, I had felt extremely unprepared for the quiz and felt super duper guilty about probably getting a bad grade. Much to my surprise, I got a 92. Yesss!
I continued my streak when Brian (my professor) began talking about how deprived of literature we all are. He wrote an author's name on the board and challenged the class to come up with the title of any of their works. There was a moment of silence in the room. Luckily, the name he wrote was Vonnegut. "Breakfast of Champions," I said. "Slaughterhouse Five, Cat's Cradle, Timequake, Mother Night, Deadeye Dick." Brian said nothing, but smiled.
He continued discussing authors of fiction and mentioned the name Christopher Moore. He paused and turned towards me expectantly. I grinned."Practical Demonkeeping, Bloodsucking Fiends, Island of the Sequined Love Nun, The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove." Another smile. Then back to talking about boats.
It's a good day.
35 days and I'm home.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
I can't remember the last time I just wrote...
the nights are dark, lonely.
my only company is the wind.
to wallow,
to waste away,
to cease.
all prevalent desires.
to succumb. is it to fail or to succeed?
a simple matter of judgment.
but a simple matter is rarely that.
always more complex
always less happy
the deeper you go.
I wish to stop.
just stop.
everything.
but each time I try, something holds me back.
my music will not allow for my sadness
my life will not allow me to slow.
to relax, to breathe.
the only thing I am allowed to do
is keep moving.
moving forward.
always.
it's all there is.
at what cost
my only company is the wind.
to wallow,
to waste away,
to cease.
all prevalent desires.
to succumb. is it to fail or to succeed?
a simple matter of judgment.
but a simple matter is rarely that.
always more complex
always less happy
the deeper you go.
I wish to stop.
just stop.
everything.
but each time I try, something holds me back.
my music will not allow for my sadness
my life will not allow me to slow.
to relax, to breathe.
the only thing I am allowed to do
is keep moving.
moving forward.
always.
it's all there is.
at what cost
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
The 5th Best Place to be on Halloween (in the world)
So it turns out that Halloween is a really big deal here in Hawaii. Seriously.
I've had three different costumes in a week.
Last weekend was the Monsters Ball dance at Planet Hollywood. Definitely had more fun than I expected to. I tend to be kind of a bum at dances and those kind of functions, but I totally danced my ass off and had a rockin time. There were some hardcore creepers at the dance, but what else is new. An excellent night overall. Exhausting, but excellent.
Tuesday night
was Haunted Halls. I probably spent upwards of 18 hours between Saturday and Tuesday working on it. Our theme was Indiana Jones (we drew a lot from The Temple of Doom). It was friggin amazing. We had moving spike walls, fluorescent bugs, gooshy stuff, tiki men with compressed air, a torture chamber, a giant boulder, scary jungle people, and a sacrificial altar/temple type thing. The 3rd floor railing was rigged up with vines and moss and Corey shaved his head and did the Haka. It was ridiculous. Needless to say, we won. Fantastic. It was worth getting super behind in Biology. Almost.
Last night was finally Halloween. Kelsey had the amazing idea of being Guitar Heroes as our costumes. Perfect. We looked ridiculously awesome and had bundles of fun. A bunch of us went down to Waikiki (Kelsey drove) for dinner at Chili's and walking the strip afterward. We stumbled across a few other guitar heroes and a many people far more horrifying. At one point, some people stopped us because heroes with guitars was something on their scavenger hunt list. I felt helpful. All of us are kind of sick, so we came back pretty early and watched Silence of the Lambs. Epic evening. Truly.
I've had three different costumes in a week.
Last weekend was the Monsters Ball dance at Planet Hollywood. Definitely had more fun than I expected to. I tend to be kind of a bum at dances and those kind of functions, but I totally danced my ass off and had a rockin time. There were some hardcore creepers at the dance, but what else is new. An excellent night overall. Exhausting, but excellent.
Tuesday night
was Haunted Halls. I probably spent upwards of 18 hours between Saturday and Tuesday working on it. Our theme was Indiana Jones (we drew a lot from The Temple of Doom). It was friggin amazing. We had moving spike walls, fluorescent bugs, gooshy stuff, tiki men with compressed air, a torture chamber, a giant boulder, scary jungle people, and a sacrificial altar/temple type thing. The 3rd floor railing was rigged up with vines and moss and Corey shaved his head and did the Haka. It was ridiculous. Needless to say, we won. Fantastic. It was worth getting super behind in Biology. Almost.
Last night was finally Halloween. Kelsey had the amazing idea of being Guitar Heroes as our costumes. Perfect. We looked ridiculously awesome and had bundles of fun. A bunch of us went down to Waikiki (Kelsey drove) for dinner at Chili's and walking the strip afterward. We stumbled across a few other guitar heroes and a many people far more horrifying. At one point, some people stopped us because heroes with guitars was something on their scavenger hunt list. I felt helpful. All of us are kind of sick, so we came back pretty early and watched Silence of the Lambs. Epic evening. Truly.
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