Updates Updates Updates...actually im just going to bitch about my roomates

So much has happened to me since the last time i wrote on here it is not even funny. But im just going to take this time to freak out about my roomates.

I have decided that i do not think that i want to live with my roomates next year. I would really rather drink bleach. I don't know...Kayla kind of freaked out at me on Thursday because of numerous reasons. One of those reasons is because i apparently don't clean up after myself. Leading this argument was the fact that i don't do my dishes. I have two things to say to that. 1. i barely make any dishes because i am not home. 2. The reason i don't do them is because you do them like one day after i make them. If they were sitting in the sink for a week i would put them away....but since you are home all the time and find the need to clean every five seconds...well...yeah.

Something else was how i just come home and throw my backpack on the floor in the family room. She argues that i could go a little farther into my room to put the bag on the floor in our room....well i live here too and i will put my damn bag wherever i want. Really though...if my backpack is in the family room does it really matter that much??? But i suppose since all she does is sit on the internet all night and watch OC than i can maybe see how she would freak out at a backpack. On the floor. Maybe.

In this argument (which stemmed from a cable argument...which i don't even want to get into) i told Kayla that she is crabby all the time and every time i try to talk to her she gives me like one word answers...just to see what she would say back to that. Well she retorted with "Im going through a hard time right now and i just don't want to talk" right. Awesome i am so glad i have a roomate that doesn't want to talk to anyone...that rocks!! I don't appreciate you taking your emotions out on me.

One other thing that pisses me off is the fact that Lauren and Kayla talk about me and i know it...and its really annoying living with them. This morning for instance i was in the car with Lauren and i saw a dog and i said, i wish i had a dog. And Lauren was like...your too messy. This made me furious of course because i am not messy. Even if i was messy, i am not home to make a mess. And i told her this and she was like arguing with me how i don't clean up after myself...when she is just as bad or worse than me. Finally i just informed her that i was just saying how i missed my dog...but in my head i was thinking god you two sisters are bitches. Can you just chillax for five seconds. Ironic that Lauren noticed that im messy since she's never home. Oh wait...im pretty sure that Kayla has been talking about me...im not a moron.

I am so sick of people telling me that i am messy. I clean up after myself...even more so now that Kayla said something. I respect her opinion and even though i don't think that i am that messy at all, i will still try harder. But Lauren needs to kiss my ass right now...

I have pretty much been doing to Kayla what she has been doing to me for the past month...with the one word answers and not talking unless im talked to and such...and she has realized it and it doesn't feel that great...but whatever. I could really care less. I am sick of always going out of my way to try and be nice and friendly just to get ignored, argued with, or judged. Fuck this.

One thing that crossed my mind was maybe they are right and i am just messy....but than i talked to one of my other friends about it...and she informed me that her sister used to live with Heather and Lauren. And hated it. I think that they are just really hard to live with...Grrrrrrrr

I know i am just ranting right now...but oh man. I hate my home life right now....

Crazy Chinese Guys

So i have pretty much wasted away like half of my day on youtube...and i have realized that asian guys are hilarious. These youtube vids say it all...

Music in General

So i just finished up my piano fundamentals class...and it wasn't bad like i thought it was going to be. First of all, Margarat was back to her nice old self. Did i forget to mention that Margarat totally freaked out at me like a week and a half ago?? Yeah i totally skipped 2 of her classes and she gave me the "i can't pass you if you don't show up to class" line....yeah it was annoying but anyways.

So i think we're back to being on good terms, and i totally sat in the front row today...i dont know if that did anything. Maybe.

As for music in general...i love every person in this program. Okay maybe "every" is a bit strong...but there are a great number of wonderful people that play in this music program. Tj and Elliot are probably two of my best friends in this entire college just because of the support system we need to be offering each other, and i've met a ton of other nice people through music.

But its just not for me. When i'm in band sometimes, i look around. And i see passion...that i don't have. Do i enjoy to play music?? Absolutely. Do i want to do it as much as i am now? I honestly think that i would go insane if i played this much for another semester. Not that i don't think that this is a good experience...but again. Its just not for me.

Im a little sad because i know i won't be this involved next semester. And the thought of not seeing Elliot and TJ as much as i do now makes me really sad...but i gotta do what i gotta do. I hope to always stay close with the people that i have come to know this semester though...they are truly great.

I hate my oboe professer

For anyone who has ever had to perform music. Don't you hate it when you try uber hard on something...practice for an immense amount of time, and than totally F it up when you are playing for your professor??

Well that totally happened to me yesterday and i think that yesterday was the worst day of all time.

I definitely screwed up alot at my lesson and my professor was a total ass...and i was totally on the verge of tears. And i left the lesson...in tears.

They weren't that bad until i burst into the oboe studio and TJ asked me what was wrong. And i just lost it but than he gave me a hug and offered to take me to work. And than we listened to Britney Spears the whole way there.

I just love TJ.

And yesterday....Graeme totally surprised me. And it was awesome. He was having a really bad day...i think he was going through a life crisis because he hates his job and isn't saving money like he wanted to. I hope he works that all out.

On another subject...Kayla totally hasn't been weird about the party thing. But im sure Lauren and her have discussed it. Whatever.

Im so glad that me and Steph are totally speaking again. Frequently. It rocks and im thinking about going down there to surprise her at Valpo. That would totally rock.

Thats about all for now folks.

Roomate Antics

So this is an email i wrote to my best friend steph catching her up on my life...thought i would share it here too....

Ok so heres the latest big news i have....I kinda am sick of living in my apartment because i wanna live downtown, i wanna be closer to school, and i am not sure that i want to live with Kayla and Lauren.

Lauren is alright...but the other day was Kayla's birthday party and Phil came over...and some other people from Kettle..but they were gossiping about people from high school like the entire night. And i wasn't even really like that mad about it...but than they brought up the Lindsey Patzleburger crap AGAIN...Idk apparently her and her sister and Mitch Keller called Philip gay in homeroom once and Kayla heard them.

That was really annoying because they seriously NEVER shut up about her...and they're always like shes such a fuckin bitch i hate her. Shes fat and her sister is annorexic..which shes not even that skinny anymore....but yeah i was just like whatever and didn't really say anything.

So that pissed me off kinda but than the thing that really pissed me off was they started talking about like you and Michael and Jake and i was like...ummm those are my friends and Steph is my best friend so could you like not talk about them in front of me... and than they were all like....no they are totally stuck up blah blah blah and i was like holy crap. I was so pissed that i just ditched out and went to bed....grrrr that made me so mad.

I think Kayla was mad that i went to bed on her birthday but i wasn't gonna sit there and listen to that crap. I was like so pissed and sometimes she is just so immature. Oh. Em. Gee...like i don't even want to handle it sometimes. So my lease is sup in July and i hopefully will be moving in with Emily Herther, Kirsten Rehm, and Lauren Conley...but nothings final yet...im just hoping....

I wish someone would miss me

So there has been a whole lot going on...I'll give you a quick update because i have a class in 25 minutes.

1. Gary from PRSSA emailed me back. Finally. I hopefully will be able to stop over today or next week sometime so that i can get started with SERVE.

2. Graeme is coming over tonight and im really excited.

3. I am hopefully going to be moving in with Lauren, Emily, and Kirsten next year. It's not that i don't like living with Kayla and Lauren, its just not that much fun. And we do some minimal bonding...but not much. Also i would like to be closer to school and get a job downtown...so thats what is going on with that...

4. My cousin/used to be best friend Steph has not called me in forever..and its just not cool. I mean i haven't even gotten a facebook message and really its not like i have been trying to reach her or writing her on facebook or anything...but i just saw a message that she wrote on someone else's wall saying how much she really wants to see everyone. And really. I wish that she would say that to me. Cuz i miss her incredibly sometimes.

Thats really all thats going on and when i type it out it doesn't seem like that much...but man do i feel rushed all the time.

Last night i texted Graeme before i went to bed and said, "I miss the cute little nothings we used to do for each other:( When can we start going out of our way to see each other smile again?" and he texted back...i dunoo babe...soon. What does that mean? I think i might have made him feel bad, but sometimes i just feel like we've been together for so long that there's not much passion. And by passion i mean variety, surprise, and just the cute things that keep a relationship fresh. I suppose by that i mean, i feel like i go out of my way for him all the time...and sometimes i feel like he takes that for granted. And i have just been waiting for him to buy me some yellow roses:(

Tonight we're going to see a movie so hopefully that will add some color to our dating life.

Ill keep you posted.

I didn't take your lame ass 6 dollars

So if theres one thing that i am learning through college/living in the city, it is definitely patience. I mean after all, half the crap i have to do takes 3-5 business days to process. I usually have to wait for a key to get in half the places i need to go. Don't even get me started on waiting for the bus, and my roomate can be pretty short with me.

I can honestly say that my patience level has upped like a million since i started living in Miltown, but this weekend i think everything that i have gained when it comes to patience flew out the window.

I was at this party with my friend Trevor and he was the only person i know. When we got there, he immediately ditched me for this other girl so he could "show her his room" and so i was left to make new friends.

And i did, don't really remember their names but they were nice girls. We were hanging out a little but than they went to smoke weed, and since i don't do that, i was left alone again.

Eventually i was sick of being alone, and decided to leave. Five seconds after that thought popped into my head, there was a man in uniform...forcing me to leave. Apparently Trevor and his roomates had gotton a noise violation. I really didn't want a ticket, so i dashed out of there real quick, forgetting that all of my stuff was locked in Trevor's room.

Anyways, i was walking out of the party and i was walking with these two girls, and since all of my stuff was locked in Trevor's room, all i had on was a tank top. So this girl offered me her northface jacket (which had her car keys and eyeliner in). It was super nice of her and that jacket was real warm.

Anywyas so we go to this guys house and i don't know anyone there...and frankly i was quite sick of not knowing anyone...so i decided to up and leave. Totally forgetting of course that i had on her jacket. Yeah whoops.

So i feel really bad after i wandered to my other friends house because i don't know anything about this girl or where she lives and i have her car keys and shit. And eventually she calls me (don't ask me how she got my number) and is like "Im at Trevor's...can you bring back my jacket??" Of course i said yes, and my friend Amy took me over there...

Now i understand that she was upset that her jacket was missing...but maybe like a thank you would have been nice or some shit. I mean i did go there to give it to her and shit. But no...she snatches it and walks away and im like fuck it...so i grab my shit out of Trevor's room and than walk out..

As I'm walking out...i hear..."she fucking jacked my six dollars". I know..retarded right? Of course i didn't take her stupid six dollars. So anyways..i hear that and keep walking and her friend like runs out after me and is all like, "did you take her six dollars?" Im like, "no there wasn't six dollars in it when i got it." And she just keeps going on about this lame ass six dolalrs...so finally im like..guess what biatch. I made 140 tonight...does your friend really think i need her lame ass six dollars?? And than i walked away. Like a true gangsta.

Honestly...who fucking cares anyways about six lame dollars. What is that gonna buy me...Jimmy Johns?? Well yeah...but whatever..lol. This story is seeming very retarded now that im typing it...but at the time taht shit pissed me off. I suppose my anger was amplified since i was drunk but whatever. Fuck that girl. And her mother. Peace out. lol

Moving to Riverwest?

Right now i am visiting Brooke at the school where she teaches. She does a pretty good job...way better than Miss Semon ever did anyway. Or should i say the seamonster. Really i don't have anything to say, this is just the only site that hasn't been blocked by the Lutheran authorities. Haha flashback to Kettle.

Man, i am so glad i am out of high school. Its really liberating to go to college and make your own choices. Not like mine are really that good right now...after all i AM skipping piano today.

Crazy idea. Joel Ferguson, this guy from Michigan that i have never actually met but talked to a couple of times and went to school with Lydia messaged me back with his number. And i was thinking about moving to Riverwest with him and a friend. Yeah i know its crazy. And yeah i know my mom would hate me living with two guys...my dad would probably just slit my throat but its not like we will be sharing a room so whatever... Really its just a thought..dream maybe...lol

Ahhh...the joys of dreams

Sam

This morning i was waiting to get on the 15 so i could get to school early (because we all know im cool like that), and this guy who i later learned was named Sam started to gesture to me. He was deaf so i didn't just blow him off...i mean how often does a deaf guy find someone to talk to?? He started out by asking me what bus i was taking and than eventually went to other things such as his dog. He was a nice fellow but than it got akward because he me if i wanted him to call me tonight. I of course politely declined by letting him know that i have a boyfriend, but it was really akward because i felt bad turning him down...but seriously. Dude knew me for like ten minutes...im probably not gonna wanna talk on the phone. How would he even call me anyways?? Hes deaf...at least thats the only reason i can think of for not talking. Anyways he was cool about the whole thing and went on to let me know that its Brett Favre's 38th birthday. Pretty sweet...can't wait to see that guy play some football. But i digress...im just bored and that is the most interesting thing that has happened to me so far today

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Ugh...i skipped Piano fundamentals today...i think that all we did was play through the same songs we have been playing through, so its probably not a big deal. Still though..i feel bad...my teacher is really nice. Oh well...i've been doing other constructive things with my time.

A couple of days ago, i felt really disorgranized...so i made this list of things that i needed to do. Today i crossed off like two of them. That means ive been doing constructive things...right??

One other things i have been trying to do is look for scholarships or any way to save money in college. I know im only a freshman, but i feel like i should also be investing right now. This is my plan, start a retirement fund...with $26.00..let compounding interest work its magic...and than decide not to retire right out of college. Take the money. Pay back the other money. Good plan?? I think so...

Last night i told Lauren that i stained her favorite dress. It sucked. I mean she was really pissed...but i paid her back for it, wrote her a note begging for forgiveness, and almost got the stain out. I think that she has no reason to be mad at me anymore.

Last night Ben Eastman called and we talked for approximately 2 hours. It was awesome and really good to hear from him...he needed my advice on something...but its a secret. I'll let you know some other time.

I have to work tonight and it sux

The Beginning of College

So here i am standing in my student union, bored with life and wondering what to do. Probably something an average freshman does occasionally, but its times like this i wish i was living in the student dorms. (Don't let mom know i admitted to wanting to live in the dorms or ill have to admit that she was right) Look at me just rambling about nothing; i suppose i should introduce myself.

My name is Liz and i go to school at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee. This is my first semester here and i am (technically) double majoring in Communication and Music Performance. I started this blog for a couple reasons. 1) To document my college life, after all, im sure it will be funny to look back and read what i was thinking as a freshman, right? 2) To improve my writing skills. 3) For times like this when i should really be doing homework, but could never bring myself to focus.

So back to where i am; standing in my student union. Right now it is approximately 5:45. A whole hour before i need to be where i need to be, which is at the Zelazo Center for a concert that i will be playing in later tonight. So far i have called approximately ten people to see what they are doing in hopest that maybe SOMEONE could help me kill time...and approximately ten people turned me down/ didn't answer their phone. Poop.

So here i am blogging my boredom which i am sure your very interested in but i did find out something really awesome today. Apparently, this PR Agency called BVK is right next to my house. Sweet? I think so...i am probably going to volunteer there in their SERVE program. I found out about this agency from PRSSA (Public Relations Student Society of America), this club i joined the first week of school. I am not entirely sure what SERVE actually does...but it is somewhere along the lines of volunteering to do ad campaigns for causes that don't have enough funding...like teen pregnancies, aids, and good stuff like that. I am pretty psyched about it, not only because i am going to be immersing myself in a pretty competitave firm right away in freshman year, but because i get to work with one of the head guys in the firm...i think his name is Gary. Anyways...i am stoked and i am sure i will definitely write about what goes on with that later..

Speaking of Public Relations, i suppose i should mention that i am so in LOVE with PR and everything that has to do with it. That is exactly what i want to do with my life right now and i can't wait to start taking all PR classes...if anyone who reads this knows anything about PR please let me know so that i can have all the advice i can get...I suppose this leaves the field pretty wide open for whatever. lol.

Since i am doing PR as a career, i suppose you're wondering why i am also majoring in Music Performance. Well the reason for the music thing is because i got a scholarship, but i have realized in the past couple of weeks that my heart is just not as into music as it needs to be for me to major in it. Does that make sense?? I can't really explain it...but to sum it all up: I have never practiced 3 hours a day...i don't practice 3 hours a day now, and i never want to/will practice 3 hours a day no matter how big of a guilt trip you give me.

Well folks...thats all for now..i kind of want to read this handout thing i got at BVK today. And i am sick of stading up...so thats all for now...See Yahh:)

Liz