It seems I am only able to write about once a week. Oh well. Yesterday was my 22nd birthday, and it was pretty good. I mean, I felt really loved. My mom sent me $100 bucks and a card that made me cry(with the included demand that I not "use the money to pay bills! Pamper yourself! You deserve it!"). Lace got me the Waterdeep "Sink or Swim" (yesss!!!) cd and a swim cap from Universite Laval, along with a silly card that smelled great thanks to some drawer (drow-er---ha ha ha!) freshener. My dad sent me $220, $180 of which went to SMS this morning (thanks so much Daddy!!!) Mandy sent me a sweet e-card. Karissa got me the new Coldplay cd. Megan got me a new COMFORTER with clouds on it that goes with my unicorn sheets. :) Eric sent me a little card. Nicole got me a shirt and some candy. Charity got me the nicest card and some Sweetarts. Kristin made me the DORKIEST card and she got me some new Dream by the GAP perfume last weekend. I bought myself the new Chevelle and Foo Fighters cds, and I bought the Cure "Disintegration," Foo Fighter's self-titled, and the first Lifehouse all at CD warhouse for excellent prices. YEAH!!!! I got to hang out at the mall with said bud Karissa and Arin and Andy. Then I got to hang out at Arin's with Phil and them for a while. It was jolly. OH! And my roommate made my bed for me and put away one of my shirts. Talk about nice.

I have a disabilities class right now, and I really like it, but sometimes it just makes me very aware of our post-modernist society's viewpoints. I was inspired to write a little somethin' somethin' during class today, and I am going to put it on here--very weird since I NEVER share my writings pretty much. I think peeps like Phil and Andy have inspired me to do so. But this will prally be a one time thing.

Disintegration

Nothing is anybody's fault
It's all in the blood
Passed down through the ages
Responsibility locked in DNA
We cannot blame ourselves
or the evil surrounding us all silently
but the enemy's plan is working
our sin is dissolving
into an array of diagnoses
our ability to take charge
is in our ability to suck a pill down
fixes us up, makes us tolerable
Normal
But....what is normal?
How dare we declare
a right or a wrong
How could we know truth?
Leave your opinions to the side
lean to conformity
in the guise of uniqueness
"Don't impose your rules on me"
(while I'll impose mine on the world)
I'm screamin' through
purposely dirtied lens
The absolutes lie outside our perception
Our souls truly long for a
distinguishing rock
in seas of disintegrating sin.

quotes of my day:
"Say 'She sells seashells by the seashore!' Say it!"--Clay, describing what we were gonna yell at our teacher if we were to jump him after class for not giving us our tests back (we figured out yesterday that he talks like the gopher on Winnie the Pooh)

"And (so and so, didn't hear the name) delivers this KILLER speech on FISH!!!"--some highschooler in the PSU today

Emperor's New Groove quote of the day:
"Mission accomplished."--Kronk