my life by music

so i have been blessed to have som epretty increible friends. so incredible, in fact, that they all pitched in and bought me an ipod for my birthday (more on that later). and so i thought what better way to say thank you then this....

my life in songs....

{as shown by those of you who have come before....on song, the first that comes up when my ipod is on shuffle, for each moment....i didn't skip, trust me...there were times i really wanted to......}

all for you....and it begins.....

opening credits: “a hard days night” -the beatles
ummmm…really do i need to say more? i am not quite sure how to react to this….let’s see where i go from here….

waking up: "the time warp"- lyrics
hmm….need i say more? what year should i be in??? better yet what century?

first day at school: "suo gan"- charlotte church
a lullaby on my first day….that must be why school has always been such a struggle….

falling in love: "sugarcoat it"- dc talk
“baby you got it, baby we wrote it, aint gonna hide it…” need i say more?

fight song: "all you need is love” the beatles
seriously….it this a joke? this is freaking me out!!!!

breaking up: "amazing grace”- charlotte church
wow….i really hope that break up comes quickly cause it must be pretty bad to deserve a song like that…..

prom: “i am a man of constant sorrow” -the soggy bottom boys
hmm….that was actually slightly similar to my prom experience…..

life's ok: "not hot to trot”- von iva
so i am not sure why this is on my ipod….but i think that it is a suiting song for this one…i’ll take it!

mental breakdown: "carol of the bells” –charlotte church
this song does have a tendency to make me slightly mad when i have listened to it entirely too many times….

driving: "your body is a wonderland” john mayer
often times i just like to drive off and find out where i end up. it works.

inner smile: "sleigh ride"- jack jones
this makes me laugh….i love it!!!!

flashback: "i want to hold your hand” – the beatles
love it, love it, love it….this is just way too true…..

getting back together: "shame"- brian webb
oh,wow! do i really need to add to that?

wedding: “jingle bells” –count baise and orchestra
a completely instrumental song about Christmas. either i will get married in the winter or it will be chrsitmas….you choose.

birth of a child: "brian wilson” barenaked ladies
befitting of such a circumstance…at least bits and pieces.

final battle: "she was honest” –brian webb
and the truth has spoken….need I say more…okay minus the whole girlfriend and desperate/easy part…

death scene: "es mentiroso"- daddy yankee
my question is…what in the world did he lie about???

funeral: "monster ballads” -josh ritter
hmm…..i am at a loss for words….good thing that it’s my funeral and i don’t need to speak.

just wanted to give a shout out to all of you! i love you.....

Labeled....

Apparently one of my coworkes was a bit concerned that I would not be able to find my way around my cube. In order to ease this concern they decided to label many items found within my cube.....

Labels have been attached to....

my monitor- look here
the phone- phone
lamp,
mouse
moose- a moose brought from the cold winters in Canada...
calculator
clock

It is a good thing. I was worried that one day I might get lost in my cube....did I mention that it measures 5'X7'???

The novel, I am...

You're Roots!

by Alex Haley

While almost everyone agrees that you're brilliant, no one knows quite
how to categorize you. Some say that you're a person with an amazing family tree. Some
say that you're just a darn good storyteller. Others say that you're both and don't much
care where to draw the line. What is known is that your people have been through a great
number of trials and that you are where you are because of hard work. You have nothing to
lose but your chains.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

The Wisdom....

Of getting yous wisdom teeth pulled.

So far this experience has been slightly, no very, unpleasant.

The procedure itself was great. I took the option of being completely knocked out. Which means that one of the last things that I remember is listening to the jokes that my surgeon was making. The next thing I remember is being woken up and being taken to a small room with a bed to lay down for a few minutes.

The worst part about it is that I can't keep anything in my stomach long enough to take any pain meds.

This means that this experience, which is supposed to grant you the right to be doped up on pain meds for a couple of days, has been a complete and utter scam.

Scam I tell you!

I am wondering if requesting an IV of morphine would be inappropriate....

This week....

has one word to describe it....stressful.

I have one week of classes left and then I am done. Done I tell you! Okay well not so done. I start a crash course in psych on the 2nd of January. This way I will better be able to understand all of the weirdos that I am surrounded by. Wait, maybe I am the weirdo and the rest of you are the normal ones, although this would imply that the previous statement stated that I was normal. I am not and you are prolly not a weirdo either.

Anyhow back to this week. It all began with a flight back from Colorado, which was just grand. It has since been followed up with nightmares, dreaded exams, overdue papers, cold weather (and not just any cold weather, Boston cold weather which is about 10x worse than anywhere else), the grumps, the munchies, and over indulgence.

On the other hand I have finally, after a very long struggle, come to a deeper understanding of my faith and what it means.

I guess with the bad always comes the good.

Oh and P.S. I am going back to Colorado in about 2 weeks. Can't wait...