Procrastinating

Ok, so basically I'm using this post as an excuse to procrastinate writing my response paper for my ELang class. Actually the paper shouldn't take very long to write. Half hour, tops.

So, I totally don't have to work Saturdays anymore. Except this Saturday. I'm working two hours for my dear coworker Sondra, bless her heart. She has to go be in the Homecoming Parade. But after that, I'm gonna go home and veg out in front of my computer for a long day of video games and movies. Hopefully I can get my Final Fantasy VII cd working. And maybe I'll do something productive. Like work on my Pearl of Great Price paper. Ok, well, I'm running out of things to type so my procrastination can't go on much longer. Pook. All right, I'm done now.

These are a few of my favorite.....quotes.

"At those hours especially when we have sorest need of grasping the sharp realities of life do the threads of thought snap off in the brain." ~ Victor Hugo

"Life is what happens between the time you should start your homework and when you finish it." ~ Ben Tucker

"Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have." ~Hermione Granger

"Are there not little chapters in everybody's life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?" ~Vanity Fair

"Ninety percent of true love is acute, ear-burning embarrassment." ~Terry Pratchett

"You need to dare to hope for what is good, instead of settling for what is merely good enough." ~Orson Scott Card

"English is the stupidest language on Earth. Except for German, and it is not a language, it is a headcold." ~Orson Scott Card

"Magic rings are--well, magical." ~Gandalf the Grey

"Almost it seemed that the words took shape, and visions of far lands and bright things that he had never yet imagined opened out before him..." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

"Books ought to have good endings." ~Bilbo Baggins

"Ah! the green smell! It is better than much sleep." ~Legolas

"And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass." ~J.R.R. Tolkien

Can you tell what my favorite book is?

Eerieness

Have you ever watched someone from afar and felt like you know them entirely too well? That you know what they're feeling because you feel the same way? You don't know this person in real life, but you've caught glimpses of who they are and it scares you to death because he is going through nearly the very same thing that you are. And you're jealous of him because he can express himself better than you, but you savor every word of his because he expresses himself so very beautifully. And when you find out that he has found a girl to like you feel awful, because you're jealous when you shouldn't be jealous. You don't know him and he doesn't know you; you have no right to be jealous. But you are jealous, all the same. Because when you catch the few glimpses into his soul, when you read the words he's written, you feel like you are home. And you're scared and happy at the same time. And you feel a ghostly connection to this boy you've never met. But you never ever ever try to actually make a connection. You wouldn't want to add to his problems. You know how you would feel if someone intruded himself upon you. And so you hope that these eerie feelings will just go away on their own.

Madame Librarian

For me, working at the library is the equivalent of a 6-year old living in a candy store: just the thought of it makes my mouth water.

Today, I got so distracted while helping this sweet lady that I forgot that it was time to go to class. When I finished with her, I looked at the clock. It read 1:09. Class had started nearly ten minutes previously! So I booked it (sorta) down to the JSB in time to be there for most of class. And I'm glad I got there, too. We talked about spirits and intelligences today. Pretty fascinating stuff. But also mind-boggling, too.

So after that class, I went and read more of Kingdoms and Conquerors (The new Tennis Shoes among the Nephites book) until it was time for my next class. Grammar.

This is not a boring class. I'm serious. You'd think it would be, but my professor does his best to keep our interest. And it works. He's from Australia and he tells great stories. And we try ever so hard to keep him telling stories and away from teaching grammar. And it works.

Ok, random time. I check out a lot of books from the library. And then I read them all at the same time. I'm in the middle of about 5 books right now.

And if you want to see the project I recently finished for my internet publishing class, go here.

Lyrics

All of my thoughts and my dreams
Have been locked deep inside of my heart
For as long as I’ve known
I wish that someone would open me up
And reveal all the secrets and lies in my heart

Why does the world seem to leave me behind
In the night and the cold
And I’m left all alone
Searching for something that reaches beyond
All the bounds of the earth that will give my heart hope

Is there something waiting
Someone waiting for me to open the door?

Is there an answer?
Is there a place for me?
Can I be loved by somebody?

Will there be music?
Will there be smiles and dreams?
Right now I’m all alone it seems

All of the stories and pages I’ve turned
Are the dreams that I dream
And I hide in myself

Wondering why I get left all alone
In the dark and the cold
And there’s not any stars
Searching for something that reaches beyond
All the bounds of the earth that will unchain my heart

Is there an answer?
Is there a place for me?
Can I be loved by somebody?

Will there be music?
Will there be smiles and dreams?
But now I’ll be all alone it seems

Don’t leave me here alone
I can’t find the way on my own

Is there an answer?
Is there a place for me?
Can I belong to somebody?

Will there be music?
Will there be smiles and dreams?
Right now I’m on my own…

It seems