Freedom While it Lasts

I forget this thing exists...

I am currently at the first summer session at VMI. I am taking 3.5 credits - Leadership in Organizations (3 credits) and Drug and Alcohol Abuse Awareness (0.5) credits. Classes started on May 21st, and end on June 19th. I just took my Leadership midterm this Tuesday. Getting only an 89 was annoying, but I still have an A in the course, so it's not so bad. Second summer session begins June 25th. I'll only be taking 1 credit - Physics II Lab - during that session.

I quite enjoy living in barracks. My roommates are awesome. It's really strange wearing civvies around post and to class though. Having to actually pick and choose what to wear each day. The amount of freedom I have is even stranger. I'm allowed to come and go as I please. I can walk around outside whilst talking on my cell phone. I can just stand on the stoop eating mac and cheese without the fear of gaining demerits. I can keep the lights on until as late as I need. I can be gone until whenever. I can leave every weekend if I so desired. It truly is a strange feeling this thing called freedom. It took a bit of getting used to, and I am still getting more used to it. I can't get too used to it though on account that it will once again be gone come August 26th, when it's a return to uniforms and order. But I shall enjoy it while it is here.

Long Time, No See

So, it's been a long while since I posted in this thing. Reading back through previous posts, I have come to the conclusion that 11th grade me was weirder than current me and kind of stupid. I would punch her, but that would hurt now and not then, therefore it would be completely illogical.

A list update about me seems reasonable:

1. I am a third (sophomore) at the Virginia Military Institute. I really love it here.
2. I am nineteen years of age.
3. I am a bit cynical compared to 11th grade, sixteen year old me.
4. I am a lot stronger, mentally and physically.
5. I no longer have any sort of romantic attraction towards anyone in this blog's previous posts.

AGH!!!!!

It's been quite some time since my last post. AGH!!!!! So much to say, so small my attention span...
First of all...I GOT A MINI!!!!! A mini laptop that is, and it's lime green! :D I love my mini!
Second, it's really hard to get over my "crush" when he randomly starts glancing at me!!!! AAAAAGGGGGHH!!!!!!!!!!
Third, .... I'm not sure...
Fourth...I'm eating an apple...a granny smith apple...
Fifth...I'm watching House...
Sixth...I like YouTube...
Seventh...I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THE THIRD THING WAS SUPPOSED TO BE!!!!!!!!!!!
I'll remember it eventually, Iguess...

Backpacking!!!!!

So yeah. I went backpacking for 4 days (march 14-17) with my Venturing Crew. It was awesome on an epic level. What with the trees, the blue sky, the puffy white clouds, the caves, the rivers/streams, and my favourite, the Waterfalls!!! So little J caught three baby snakes. They were ADORABLE!!!!!!!! One of them I had spotted. We were pretty sure that it was a copperhead, but it was too young to have any venom. And I got to pet all of them!!! I love snakes... However, I wish that the entire spider species was non-existent. So yeah, on Monday evening, after we had set up our tent (the four other girls and I shared a four person tent), one of them had forgotten the door open...guess what happened. Yup. You guessed right. Our tent got a nice little infestation of nasty indigenous spiders. And they weren't small. So I'm supposedly the only REAL arachnophobic there; keep that in mind. One of the other girls, CS, and I went back to the tent to get something, and we discovered the tent door open, so we closed it, but not until after we...well, she, had killed or swiped away all of like 7 spiders from the outside of the tent. Then, we went back over to the camp fire. I told RS, (one of CS's two sisters) t hat there were a lot of spiders inside the tent. She believed me, so we went back to wage war on the spiders. When we got to the tent, we killed a few spiders on the outside and we opened up the door. This big black spider with a body that had an inch and a half diameter before you added on the legs, RS smooshed that one. Needless to say, that freaked us out, so we tried in vane to recruit a third of the girls to help us kill off the spiders. None of them believed us so we kind of gave up. We all decided that it was time to go go to sleep. JH (little J's sister) and I go find a bathroom spot. On the way back to the tent, I didn't hear any screaming or see the tent moving in weird directions and such, so I assumed that I HAD been wrong about the spiders in the tent. WRONG!!!!! So JH and I get back to the tent and we get in there. I look to my left and see a big spider on the wall. JH screams and so does everybody else, but oddly I don't I just freak out and half squish RS as I scramble away from that side of the tent. There's another spider crawling down a web adjacent to the wall that the other spider was on. All the other girls were completely freaking out and scrambling around looking for something to kill the spiders with. They got done of AS's (RS's and CS's sister) hiking boots and I grab it, start yelling "DIE!!!!!!!!! DIE!!! DIE!!!! DIE!!!! DIE!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and slam the spider going down it's web (it dies instantly), and the force of that slam causes the spider on the adjacent wall to be flung towards me. Still yelling "DIE!!!!" I smash that spider, like, 7 times. I then proceed to search the entire tent and kill 13 more spiders the same way. Later that night, we did a spider check and I spotted another one over on JH's side of the tent. She screamed, and used the boot to kill it with. All in all, ME, the only REAL arachnophobic: 14 dead spiders, the Non-arachnophobic: 1 dead spider. GO ME!!!!!!

My Waist

So, yeah. Around last Saturday, I started exercising like normal people exercise, and I've lost 2 inches off of my waist. Seriously, I'm not kidding. 2 inches!!!!! And I didn't use anything but good ol' sit-ups, super stretching, and...ummm, what else.....OH! Two 25 minute...sessions, if you will, on this exercise machine that we have called a Gazelle. Ummm...and I jumped rope for 1 minute on two separate days. Maybe I would have lost more, but I ate a double cheese burger and some fries from McDonalds on someday or another. OH!! I ALMOST FORGOT!!! I did 1 set of 10-20 lunges and 1 set of 10-16 squats for two days, then off one day, then two days, then off one day. So, umm...yeah. This is pretty freakin' awesome!!!

Jive

I wish my Jive Tranzizzle-ata' worked... :C

Grrrr...

Okay, so the following was Newton's facebook status: "is the guy who stands out in the cold rain wondering whether or not someone will let him under their umbrella but no one ever does and they just pass him by." Upon reading that, I was quite sad and was like, "Awwww...poor Newton! :'C " And I was feelin' pretty bad...and quite sad... Then I found out that he had just randomly made up his status... ~>:C
Grrrr... *whispers* Newton...