Bria's Blogie

Tennis and crazy apartment-mates

Yes, well it appears I have gotten myself in over my head in regards to activities. Don't worry, mama, I'll be fine and so will my grades I just don't have much time to blog at the present. However, back to our discussion...

Tennis is going about as well as can be expected, which isn't very well. I didn't expect much out of myself because I hadn't really picked up a racket since last May due to my adventures in Spain and other journeys at home. So I've pushed my way to wins in tournies (it's not a compliment when someone calls you a pusher) and I am so frustrated with my strokes that I have practiced with tears streaming down my face more than once this semester. I cry when I get frustrated; most athletes yell and curse, but I just cry. Today looked slightly better though, so I'm going to hold on to today's nugget of hope for dear life.

I forgot to mention my aerobics class in the last entry. It's killing me. The girl that's teaching it is training for the 2008 Olympic trails in track and field and she's taking us along for the ride. Well, sort of. She says we're doing only half of what she does, but let's face it, I'm a division three athlete for a reason. I'm a decent D-3 player though! Well, when I'm playing up to my potential I'm not half bad. :-p While we were doing 6 am workouts with the tennis team, I told her I couldn't come to class because with all that strenuous exercise, I was sure to injure myself; I could just feel my body breaking down. I still feel fatigued most of the time due to that class, but I don't go the class period before a tournie so I'm pretty well recouped by tournie time.

I am proud to report that I am much more active than I have been and not NEARLY so lonely. :-D However, like I mentioned I have a lot of responsibility on my plate. I'm involved in several clubs on campus and I'm only NOT an officer in one of them. I include the tennis team on that because I'm kinda the non-named co-captain of the team. We don't actually pick captains because a few years back someone got really upset because they didn't get to be a captain yadda yadda yadda. But yeah, I'm doing that and going out with buddies in a much more frequent nature and so am much more happy. :-D

The bizarre apartment-mates I mentioned in the last entry only get stranger as time goes on. They are rather reclusive and don't enjoy my bringing people over whom seem to intrude on their quiet space. Last Friday night I had some people over they started grumbling about the noise level at like 10:30. What 20, 21 year old is trying to go to sleep at 10:30 on a Friday night, I'd like to know? I'm generally an understanding person, sometimes to the point of being a doormat, but I've decided I'm not going to apologize for having a life. I pay my rent so I think I have a right to have people over. Actually, that's one of the main reasons I moved out; so I could have people over more conveniently. So anyway, keep me in your prayers over the next... 8 months or so, when the lease is up. I've gotten an offer to live with a girl that's going to be in PT school next year. I think that would be a good deal, so I'd know more of what to expect when I get there.

As always, I have plenty more to say, but you're tired of reading my ramblings so I will bore you no further. However, below is a pic of the note that my lovely apartment-mates left on the sink last night. The fourth girl in the house had made pizza the night before and washed off a cheesy spatula in the sink leaving a few flecks of cheese in the sink.

Life and school

Just an update on life in general around these parts.

I am enjoying living so close to my campus. I feel so much more plugged in and involved in the university community now. I've met so many new people and gotten to know others that I knew in the past few years so much better. Makes me feel more at home here.

My living situation is at least tolerable. Love the apartment complex I'm in. The manager is kinda rude sometimes, but he has so many responsibilities around campus, I'd be grumpy too. The girl on my side of the apartment is wonderful! Love her. The other two... they are different. Everyone has their quirks, these just seem to have more than average. They're not so bad when they're sipping on their Irish Coffee though. haha. They really are sweet, just shy and home bodies.

School is in full swing now. I've got a ton of homework which I am currently putting off as long as possible. The only class I'm really worried about is chemistry. One of the assignments I have this weekend is on significant figures. I didn't understand those in high school and still don't get it. Unfortunately, my professor is the self-proclaimed "sig fig police" so I've got to get this. I spent probably 30 minutes last night trying to get the problems right and I still have yet to complete the 16 problems correctly. The homework we have is really cool; it's on this software that we put on our personal computers. We do the problems as many times as we like and then we e-mail them to our professor. Me being a perfectionist will not e-mail them until I have a 100 on every assignment. Oh, the woes of perfectionism. *sigh*

Kinesiology-- the only class in my major I'm taking this semester-- is going to be challenging but a joy to learn I think. Besides that, I'm actually going to use what I learn in that class when I FINALLY become a physical therapist. The whole class-- as far as I can tell-- is about how to analyze human motion for errors and then understanding the principles behind the motion to fix the errors. Like I said, challenging due to the amount of physics involved since I never really got physics either, but very interesting, so I'll probably WANT to study for this one. :-)

My Spanish class is fun. Mostly because since I spent my summer in Spain, I don't mind that the professor speaks mostly in Spanish and expects us to do the same. That would have scared me to death this time last year. She even asked if I'd help her and the other Spanish professor grade first year Spanish papers! I feel so honored that these people that know their Spanish so well feel like I know it well enough to critique my fellow students' work. 

My child and adolescent psychology class is going to prove rather interesting, I dare say. We haven't really gotten past the base theories yet, but will this week and I'm really excited. I've started reading ahead in the text and it sounds great. It's a really big class, but I think the professor at least recognizes me; he saw me parking my bike this week and started talking to me about biking. 

Speaking of biking, I'm riding my bike around campus this year to save on gas and to give myself some sexy legs. I think I've started a revolution; the first week of class I saw maybe one other cyclist on campus, but this past week the racks were almost crowded. Yes, I am a revolutionary! I'm always look for a way to challenge conventional thinking. That's why I often don't sit in the same seat class. Always fun to see people get annoyed and puzzle out why their seat is taken and what to do about it. Especially in large classes. 

Well, I think I've babbled enough. I'll go on and on about how tennis is going later as I have too much to say and you cannot bear it now. lol.

Vengence is mine, sayeth the Lord!

I don't know about you guys, but sometimes when someone does me wrong I'd really rather not wait for God and just wring their necks right then. Here's a real life story that reminds us that letting God fight our battles is way better-- and way funnier!!-- than going at it alone.

My daddy has been working to plant a garden for my church so we can eventually rent it out as an outdoor event spot. Anyway, he had decided to spend his day off on this past Labor day to work on that so he went out to the church early. When he arrived there he noticed a few of the air conditioners had had their covers removed. He figured the church was having A/C trouble and someone was around working on it, so my daddy went to go ask the pastor where this person was. (Daddy had to talk to this person so they could work around each other as the garden is near several A/C units.) When he asked the pastor, the pastor said with a confused look on his face that no one was working on the A/C. Apparently, we had been vandalized. The vandals had taken the covers off 9 of our A/C units in order to rip out the copper parts as copper scrap is going for a pretty good rate these days around here. There have been numerous incidents like this all over our city. The vandals also stole a few of my daddy's plants, which he is very upset about.

We have a pretty large building in the country, so my daddy and pastor had to puzzle out why the vandals didn't attack the string of units on the other side of the building since there would have been no one out there to witness these vandals in action in the middle of the night. The reason they believe surfaced at what seems to be the ninth unit hit-- the vandals came across a hornets' nest and got stung quite a few times!!! They may have made off with some scrap, but they sure don't look so pretty in the face anymore!! God, You crack me up!