http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/ sponJaneous life Sun, 18 Mar 2007 10:05:01 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2007. http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/439.html Sun, 18 Mar 2007 14:02:38 GMT Maybe I never update because nothing that exciting ever happens to me. Honestly, I think the most exciting part of my day is when I tear a page off of my desk calendar, revealing the grammar rule for the day … I happen to know people who would rather stare at a blank wall. As a result, I stopped writing letters to people because there was simply nothing to write about – who wants to read about how I needed to get rid of my Dinex dollars so I bought 12 bottles of water? (Plus, even 39 cent stamps add up to a significant amount of money for a poor college student. Perhaps I... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=439 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/438.html Thu, 14 Dec 2006 19:42:11 GMT "Hi! I'm Jane! What's your name? … What are you majoring in? …Where are you from?" And, if you're extra courageous, "So … What's your favorite flavor of ice cream?" In many ways, it parallels first grade: "Hi! I'm Jane! What's your name? Which Disney Princess is your favorite? Do you want to be best friends?" I would have to argue, however, that the process is kind of sped up in college. Any time you find yourself not figuring out how blocks and Dinex work, moving dressers out of the middle of your dorm room, buying books, carefully learning how to... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=438 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/437.html Sun, 20 Aug 2006 04:34:33 GMT Standing in Laura Schneider's driveway, I was suddenly hit with the reality of my situation and I started tearing up. As I slowly glided down Wickford those tears started gliding down my face and by the time I soared over the first speed hump on Crofton I was full out sobbing. When I made my turn onto Field Club sobbing turned to giggling and by the time I got onto Powers Run I was just a big mess of tears and laughter. Speeding down Freeport and wiping away tears, I remembered that the last thing joked about was the size of my head as a baby and everything just seemed so ridiculous that I... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=437 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/436.html Thu, 27 Jul 2006 15:54:04 GMT It's days like yesterday that make me miss my friends while they're right next to me and resent work. Luckily, my slave drivers allowed me a day of freedom yesterday since I just HAD to attend this CMU orientation dessert reception to do the "awkward shuffle," meet new people, and realize that in three short weeks I'll have to actually act my age. However, for now, I think I just like to temporarily pretend I'm all grown up and normal when I feel that it's necessary, and apparently, I'm believable: "After having to spend the day with twenty-some sixteen year olds, it's... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=436 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/435.html Tue, 18 Jul 2006 16:05:33 GMT (Sorry I haven't updated much, but let's be honest here: Who really reads this anyway?) Growing up is not what it's cracked up to be. No one's nice to you anymore because you're young and innocent -- they're all out to get you. Boy, that didn't sound paranoid at all. What I meant is that the selfish people out there -- and let's face it, the majority of us are -- are just looking out for themselves and are willing to step on anyone ... except kids (most of the time). As a child you can be carefree. There's nothing to worry about. The future, grades, bills,... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=435 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/434.html Sat, 08 Jul 2006 02:34:20 GMT I believe my dad told me to clean my room today, but I guess I wasn't paying attention because I've only made a huge mess that has carpeted my floor. I suppose I don't really like listening to people who are fond of using one-word sentences ... "Go. Clean. Or. Die." ... It's much more interesting to decide what to have for lunch or to dream about Captain Jack Sparrow. Listening to my dad goes up there with cleaning on the list of things I despise. Cleaning involves moving -- not only am I moving myself, but I also have to move objects ... Objects which have gathered dust that... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=434 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/433.html Tue, 27 Jun 2006 15:28:03 GMT Ok, did anyone see the match between Australia and Italy yesterday in the World Cup games? Ridiculous! Sorry, just had to ask. Let's have a party/get together around someone's large TV to watch the finals because I'll exist on that day (Sunday, July 9th WOO!)! Who wants to volunteer their really large TV? I would, but my TV isn't that large. And my family is odd ... and sometimes dangerous ... Next question: Does anyone remember (I think Laura was there, but it might have been Jessica) when I went into guidance that one time to get some pointless form? ... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=433 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/432.html Fri, 23 Jun 2006 19:08:05 GMT My brother got braces yesterday and they're Steelers colors. My brother got braces yesterday and in August he will be starting 6th grade on 6C. That was the team I was on. In August my brother will start the 6th grade on my team but unlike me, he probably won't find his middle school years to be the most awkward years of his life, braces or no. My brother will probably not be awkward because other kids like him. Other kids like him, so my brother will probably be popular. And you know what, if you aren't, like, popular as a child, well you're pretty much... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=432 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/431.html Mon, 19 Jun 2006 16:47:11 GMT At some point after the minister cracked the joke about "the beginning" being "the big inning," I tuned out the sermon and in between playing the dot game with Suzannah and Kwoh and being pelted in the back of the head with paper airplanes by Laura, who also made explosion noises, my mind settled once again on the matter of religion, particularly Christianity. If god really loved me, he wouldn't have made me get up at the crack of dawn to sing in his house, which is carpeted with Swastikas. I kid you not -- next time you find yourself in the sanctuary of the FCPC take a gander... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=431 http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/archive/430.html Wed, 14 Jun 2006 16:43:17 GMT I hope this doesn't depress you, Paul. It's amazing how quickly I can empty my brain of seemingly useless information. A few days away from school and I've already forgotten how to read speed limit signs as I race off to the next graduation party while grooving to stoner music. And I wonder why no one wants to hire me. Everyday is the same thing. It's become predictable to the point where I don't even see why I need to waste pages in my journal detailing each day when I could just as easily write, "See yesterday." I wake up, I practice piano, I waste time on the... (more) http://sponjaneous.blogdrive.com/comments?id=430