Friday, May 27, 2005

okay, not really

Yeah, yeah. I'm not in Spain yet. I'm still in Kentucky. But while I was at work with Mom performing more covert operations in preparation for my trip, I thought I'd go ahead and upload my in-Spain blog design. Who knows if I'll even be able to blog while I'm in Spain anyway. But one day at work during finals week, I worked this thing up 'cause I had nothing to do. So here it is, all Spanish-looking. And eventually, over there on the left, there will be many pictures for you to look at.

I'll miss you all, you know. And if you want emails from me (the more likely info-source), holler at me and let me know. I'll hook you up.

Adios, mis amigos.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

is it really summer?

I'm in some kind of strange blogging mood.

So it's over. This semester. I'm done with it. Classes are over. Finals are over. Work is over. I took my Spanish final at 1:30, and it was the easiest of my three finals. What's up? I picked up -- well, actually, Tessa picked up -- my paper from BarbCobb. I filled out my time card for this pay period. I am through. So where am I right now? Waterfield. I have problems. It's clear.

Things just don't feel final. Maybe it's because I'm not having to pack up my stuff and move out of a residential college. That could be it. And I don't even really have any books to sell back. That's another end-o'-the-semester rite of closure. Maybe I'll sell my advanced comp book back for good measure. It's likely that I have every story, poem, and play published in it in my remaning three million pounds of literature anthologies. It seems unwise to sell back an education textbook, but how many books on literacy can a person have? Okay, so I only have two. I better keep what I got. But by golly, I'm going to sell my Hirschberg back and get at least three cents for the sake of closure.

I'm starting to get excited about Spain. When people ask me if I'm excited -- it's usually meant as a rhetorical question, I believe -- I don't respond with affirmation quickly enough. I just worry too much about things. I know I'm going to have a great time, and I know everything will be okay. It's not like I don't want to go. I know I'd regret it if I didn't, but if someone told me I wouldn't have to go, I'd really consider it. But all that is just my weak emotions talking. Somewhere, in a place within me that will be excavated on May 30, I am thrilled. It excites to me think that I'll have the experience, that I'll probably grow dramatically because of it.

Alright. I've been in this library too long. It's time to go celebrate summer.


[Name] Cassidy.
[Nickname] Sassy, Cass, the whole plethora that Holly has created ranging from Diddy to Virus.
[Screen name] It depends. I don't AOL, and I have at least three elsewhere. Identity crises abound.
[Location] Murray.
[Marital Status] Singular.
[Eye color] Hazel.
[Height] 5'5''ish.
[Shoe size] Ranging anywhere from 8 to 9.5.
[Parents still together] They are.
[Siblings] The one and only Sissy.
[In school/graduated] At Murray for who-knows-how-long.
[What do you drive] The Buh-yoo-ick.

[Color] It all comes back to green sooner or later.
[Number] 4.
[Animal] I have a soft spot somewhere for most. I do want a puppy.
[Flower] Tiger lilies are neat.
[Scent] The first grass-cutting of the season. Familiar scents. The ones that make me reminisce.
[Drinks] I've been on a Pepsi kick. Sweet tea. You know, caffeinated things like four-dollar coffee.

Do you...
[Color your hair?] I quit that years ago.
[Twirl your hair?] I guess.
[Have tattoos?] None that I know of.
[Have Piercings?] The traditional ears.
[Drink/Smoke?] I have not formed any habits.
[Like roller coasters?] I could live without being on another one, but they're okay.
[Wish you could live somewhere else?] Sometimes. But where?
[Want more piercings?] Not particularly.
[Like cleaning?] Most days, no.
[Write in cursive or print?] Either, but I like my print much, much better. It's actually legible.
[Sweat a lot?] I usually try to avoid those situations.
[Own a web cam?] No.
[Know how to drive?] Sometimes I wonder.
[Diet?] Heh.
[Own a cell phone?] Yeah, yeah.
[Ever get off the damn computer?] Not at work. That's my job, right? Otherwise, I'm trying to wean myself away.

Have you ever...
[Gotten a speeding ticket?] No indeedy.
[Been in a wreck?] One in which I wasn't driving and one in which I was.
[Been arrested?] Ha, no.
[Been in a fist fight?] Hmm, not sure, but I don't think so.
[Kicked someone in the nuts?] Probably, but I'm sure it's been at least ten years since.
[Stolen anything?] The answer to this is probably yes.
[Held a gun?] Yes, and I more than likely shouldn't ever again.
[Drank?] Sure.
[Been so drunk you couldn't remember your name?] Never been drunk.
[Considered a life of crime?] You know, in about fifth grade, a friend and I attempted to write up some phony business letters to send to a girl we didn't like. Just the other day I realized that would have been some sort of mail fraud. Isn't that a federal offense?
[Considered being a hooker?] Not on purpose.
[Cheated on someone? ] Haven't exactly had the opportunity, but I would not, never, no way.
[Cried over a girl?] Yes.
[Cried over a boy?] Yes.
[Lied to someone?] Yes.
[Been in love?] Pretty sure that's a no.
[Fallen for your best friend?] The chicken or the egg?
[Made out with just a friend?] Can't say I have.
[Been rejected?] Certainly, but I tend to avoid the possibility.
[Been in lust?] Ha, yes.
[Used someone?] Now that I think about it.
[Been used?] That's what I've decided to call it.
[Been cheated on?] Not actually.
[Been kissed?] *sigh*

[Mood] I don't know. Is the fact that I'm doing this thing at 8:30 in the morning an indicator? You're right. It's not. What am I saying?
[Taste] Chocolate. The Big Bowl of Finals Week Candy here at the desk.
[Hair] Not nearly as dry as it should be. I didn't wake up as early as I should have.
[Thing I ought to be doing] Studying for Spanish. Planning for Spain.
[CDs in stereo] At home, I have a supplement CD that went with my old Spanish textbook in my player. I'm a dork.
[Crush] None too significant. None too possible.

The last time:
[Last book you read] Like Water for Chocolate.
[Last movie you saw] I watched some of Half Baked yesterday. I was bored.
[Last thing you ate] A nasty, nasty, nasty Milky Way Midnight. It was supposed to be dark chocolate, but I didn't realize it until I looked at the wrapper. It tasted like rubbing alcohol.
[Last person you talked to on the phone] A girl who just called the desk. Wrong number.

Do you:
[Do drugs?] I don't.
[Have a dream that keeps coming back?] It's never the same dream, but various dreams that might go in a series. Like the public unisex restroom dreams. It's weird.
[Play an instrument?] I try to play guitar.
[Believe there is life on other planets?] You know, it wouldn't surprise me all that much.
[Remember your first love?] Haha, I do.
[Still love him/her?] Okay, folks, it wasn't love. And no.
[Read the newspaper?] Are you kidding me? I never know what's going on in the world. That's really sad, too.
[Have any gay or lesbian friends?] Surely so.
[Believe in miracles?] Yes.
[Believe it's possible to remain faithful forever?] I wonder, but I think it can be done.
[Consider yourself tolerant of others?] When I'm pretending to be the person I want to be.
[Consider love a mistake?] No. It's probably the only non-mistake.
[Have a favorite candy?] Not really.
[Believe in magic?] I'd like to say no, but you never know what's possible.
[Believe in God?] Yes.
[Have a secret crush?] Hmm, maybe. ;-)
[Do they know yet?] Absolutely not.

Love life:
[First crush] Justin Mooney.
[First kiss] There have been no real ones.
[Ever been in love?] Do you have to keep reminding me that I haven't?
[Do you believe in love at first sight?] Uh, no.
[Do you believe in "the one?"] In some ways, yes, but I can't bring myself to believe that there is really someone for everyone. I don't know. Ask me, and I'll try to explain.
[Describe your ideal significant other] I've tried to concoct a formula for this man. I can't. I do know this. I want to be able to know God better by knowing him. That's all I got.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

what's the point?

One final down. Two more to go. No worries.

I definitely just spent about an hour and a half updating the ol' Facebook. Back in the days when people cared, I just created an account and let people come to me. Now that it's not quite so integral to human life, I now have sent out several please-be-my-friend invitations and joined a ridiculous amount of groups. I feel better now that that's done.

So I basically came to work this morning, turned the computers on, left for an hour or so to take my philosophy final, and came back. Something about that is kind of funny. Maybe -- probably -- it's just me.

This whole blog thing's getting pretty darned boring isn't it? What am I, updating like once a month or something? It's just not worth it. And after finals, I won't have internet access because I'm going home for two weeks before I leave for Spain.

See ya when I see ya.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

here's to now and don't look back

I've been trying to blog for days, but I can't seem to get the Blogger site to open at home. And it's not running so smoothly here either. What's wrong with you, Blogger?

So I'm feeling better. Mom came down and took care of me this weekend. On Friday, I went to a real doctor in Paducah -- no more of this Health Services junk. Turns out, I had bronchitis and tonsilitis. And this fluid on my ears thing. I feel pretty much well, but I still can't hear anything. All noises get melded into one loud roar so that I hear everything except the people who are talking to me. It's strange and rather annoying. But I'm on some serious antibiotic, so things should be clearing up.

Speaking of things clearing up and disappearing, how about this semester? Here we are at the last week of classes. I've been trying my hand at the productive over-achiever gig again, just so I can kind of stay ahead. So far, I completed my content area unit for teaching reading something like two days before it's due. I finished the writing sequence the same day. Those two things are due today. Now I have to finish my writing unit, which means writing three more sequences and a 2-3 page philosophy of rationale before Thursday. And I have the two papers. A 5-8 page for BarbCobb and an 8-12 page for women's lit, both due on Friday. Once I have all that done, finals week should be a piece of cake. Three finals: philosophy, teaching reading, and Spanish. I made either a 98 or a 99 on the last test I took in all of those classes, so I'm not too worried. The Spanish one is the only comprehensive final, and it's going to be multiple choice.

I just really can't believe this semester -- this year! -- is over. In a matter of days, I'll be a college senior. Crazy, though it really doesn't mean much because I'll be a senior for a long time. And when the last final has hit the floor dead, I have a new thing to worry about: SPAIN! It's already less than a month away. 27 days, actually. After finals, I'll have a solid two weeks to get everything in gear for the trip. I'll need to be brushing up on some conversational Spanish and reading my Lonely Planet guide. I just haven't had the time. But now it's getting down to the wire.

Well, I need to start tackling the three last projects that are looming before me. But first, I think I'm going to look at the new bulletin and see just how much it would take to get a Spanish certification, too.