It makes me happy

Last night the sky was purple.

Haven't posted anything in a while

Well, I recieved an email this morning that there is a new addition to the family. Owen William Michelson was born yesterday at 5PM to my cousin Kathy and her husband Dave. The baby is huge. They took many precautions during this pregnancy because their little girl (perhaps 1 1/2 now) was born 3 months premie and needed a lot of care. They two babies are not that different in size now. Well, I just thought that news was post-worthy. Hope everyone has a good day.

My favorite Les Mis song

There, out in the darkness, a fugitive running,
Fallen from God, fallen from Grace,
God be my witness, i never shall yield
til we come face to face
til we come face to face
he knows his way in the dark
mine is the way of the lord
those who follow the path of the righteous
shall have their reward
and if they fall as lucifer fell
the flame the sword!
stars, in your multitudes
scarce to be counted
filling the darkness with order and light
you are the sentinels,
silent and sure, keeping watch in the night
keeping watch in the night
you know your place in the sky
you hold your course and your aim
and eac in your season returns and returns
and is always the same
and if you fall as lucifer fell
you fall in flame
and so it must be for so it is written
on the doorway to paradise
that those who falter and those who fall
must pay the price.
Lord, let me find him,
that i may see him
safe behind bars!
I will never rest 'til then
this i swear
this i swear by the stars!

I love Javert, hes such a conflicted character, because he really is just trying to do what he thinks is right and follow God, but in doing so he condems the person who, though he may have done wrong in the past, spends his life trying to help others. In the end, he cannot decide and throws himself off a bridge.

on not really being all that surprised

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Its Valentines Day

Well, I've decided I dont have any very strong feelings for or against valentines day. Ive heard a lot of people (especially singles) going on about how its awful to have a day to point out that you are single, and i can definitely sympathize with them. On the other hand, it is nice to have a day out of the year to really go overboard showing someone that you care for them. Perhaps a good comprimise would be to have the couple pick a special day, like anniversaries or special occasions. obviously, the problem with that is that most people wont have a special day to celebrate and it will just not happen.

On the plus side for valentines day, though, i really like conversation hearts. :D

So happy valentines day everyone, and i hope you have a great day.

Second City

There was a free screening of Second City (a sketch and improv comedy troup from downtown, they actually feed to SNL, fabulous) at 7:30 for the first 1000 people to show up or so. So nick and I went at 5:30 to get a place in line. We were in the very front, only perhaps 30 people in front of us. We sat there, there was a girl from my Shakespeare class last quarter standing right next to us and she hadnt come with anyone, so we talked the two hours away and just chilled. Then Danit and Leah came and sat with us and it was fun. The comedy was so good. It was so good that there should be so many o's in 'so' that it would have to have its own post. there was one scene in particular where two women were sitting on stage like old southern ladies, talking, and they would pause occasionally to have the audience finish their sentance. The scenario was that the mother was waiting for her son to come home which the other woman had scared away by breaking his heart (and he worked at a gay bar). anyway, the girlfriend one said "oh, i got a letter from your son, he said..." and i was the only one to shout something out, and i shouted "sorry about the syphilis, can we still be cousins?". (it was a scavhunt (if you dont know scavhunt, thats ok) item last year to find someone with/make someone get a tattoo that said that.) It was so perfect, i was so proud of myself. and since i was the only one to say anything, they had to take it. it was such a perfect audience because more than half the time there was only one person who knew exactly what to say.. it was great. like: "give me something you would find written down, like on a menu, or on a poster.." pause from audience "POTATO!!!"..."ok, potato then." it was great.

Good Morning, Good Morning

I love mornings, I love how it isnt quite light out, I love how quiet it is outside (especially at the frats), I love the serenity of waking up and doing my morning routine.

In other news "Oh...can you talk about me in your blog too?" -Michael from Binghamton. I've known Mike since 6th grade. He is two years older than me and had technology class right before lunch. The way my middle school was arranged, the 6th graders got the 4th floor to themselves and the lunch room and technology rooms were in the basement. So almost every day, Mike saved me a place in the lunch line. It was very sweet. I dont remember what he did then, because we didnt eat lunch together, which seems strange in retrospect. I went off to go eat with those girls who I wasnt really friends with but thought I should be, (this changed for 7th grade when I was friends with Emily and Sara). But I guess one of the main things about becoming friends with Mike was the choir trip. I dont remember what we did, but it was fun, im sure. Well, after that year, he went off to high school, and I finished out middle school. We met up again when I was a freshman and he was a junior. We continued having a good time in choir and being crazy together (something involving a kermit doll and a lot of photographs on a bus). Well, now he is off at college and graduating this year which is amazingly weird to think about. I have lots of great memories of Mike; accidentally matching when we go out for a walk, sneaking him into my hot tub one night, sitting in the band hallway chilling out, angela (is there really anything more to say?).

Anyway, I have to get going to class, I hope you all enjoyed this trip down memory lane with me.

On Babies

Babies are super cute when they sleep.

On Sleeping

Well, I've been getting a bit less sleep then a I normally do, but I've found I very consistently wake up between 7 and 8 anyway. Today I woke up naturally perhaps 2 minutes before 7, and while I think thats kind of early to be my I'm-wake-by-then-anyway time, I like having it. Now I'm going to do some homework, perhaps some bio and some stat, and then chill out and have a good friday.

This is suicide prevention weekend, so we get monday off, and Michael so rightly exclaimed last night that they placed this exactly where it is needed. A bunch of people from my house are going skiing monday, I think I'm going to get lost downtown, maybe find a cute coffee shop and hunker down with a book (maybe ochem, maybe not). I'm also doing my 6 hours of babysitting for the resident heads that I auctioned off last week. The baby is so cute... aww... ok, shower time! and as always, kids, remember: stop, dont touch, leave the area, tell an adult. And have a great day!

Another day

This post is for Cat, cuz shes cool, and apparently I'm starting a trend of people saying "mention me in your blog" and I say ok, and then I write about them. So, Cat. Shes cool, she lives down the hall, once Jonathan fell on her head in naught but his skivvies. She hangs out in 113 a lot, as do I, and I can totally beat her at super mario kart. She is able to amazingly pull off wearing almost entirely black without looking goth or drama. And finally, we talk about girly things while boys play pool.

I had my bio midterm this morning. It was good. It was challenging, not necessarily difficult or mean or at all off-base, but a good, challenging test that made me think and had lots of good parts. It was almost entirely "answer in 40 words or less" questions with a few T/F, explain the F in once sentance. I like that style because its basically essay based so it gives you some leeway but it also makes you be concise and direct since you only get 40 words. :)

Today I have some stat to do, babysitting 2-5, and hopefully have time to go over to osco. sounds like a plan!

Updates

There has been mention that I don't talk about enough of the good parts of my life on here, that is, the parts other than ochem. And while I can't talk about everything because of other parties involved, I will talk about something other than classes. (If you are bored and just want the highlights, skip to last paragraph.)

I've made a new friend in bio class named Whitney, and she's pretty cool, I'm having a lot of fun getting to know the first years this year. I guess I still have some underlying fear of making friends with people who are older than me, partly because most of my friends older than me were originally my brother's friends. This doesnt include Joan or Carlos (even though he originally was in the same house as my brother), but just older people in general. But, as I was saying, there are some really cool freshmen in the house this year (including Laura, the reason for this post, who is from Ithaca, thats so cool) and other people I see hanging around. It makes me think I should spend less time in my room. Maybe I'll start doing homework in the lounge again or something, although then I would have to deal with piano-guy again, cuz he's annoying.

On a side note: why is it that my hair only does the cool flippy things when no one is around to see how good it looks?

Another side note: Its weird being around people who are taller than me, I know my father and brother are taller than me, but somehow they don't count, because I've known them my whole life. I remember this being a big point with what I liked about Max, that he was tall and gave good hugs, two very important characteristics. (If only he didn't life in Germany..or France right now doing his military service as the case may be.)

I've been thinking recently about the many facets of privacy. As I sit here in my single, I know that part of me really likes being able to shut the door to the world and be alone. But I also have a strong need to tell people about my life, most commonly, I tell Sara from Bling because we've been best friends forever and I can tell her anything, and vice versa. But privacy: Is it a person's need to keep something all for themselves? or an attempt to keep others from knowing about you, either to not be associated with whatever you are being private about or to have the excitement of secrets, because everyone loves secrets. I feel as if I'm not getting beyond the superficial level of this...so at what times do I want to be private? Obviously, about things I'm ashamed of, ocassionally about my accomplishments, being private can be used to get certain reactions out of other people... But I guess all these keep coming back to something that is felt in a situation where you know that other people would not understand, would not appreciate it the same way you do, would not accept it as part of you. So you don't tell them, out of fear, out of desire to keep the feeling entirely to yourself.

So where does this get me? Fear is nothing that is wrong, everyone is afraid of different things, for example, eyeballs really freak me out, but I wouldn't think twice about jumping from an airplane (hopefully with a parachute). And desire to save a situation or a feeling or whatever from being trampled by the huge world sounds perfectly natural. So I guess in these sense, privacy is simply a method of self preservation and self fulfillment.

On a slightly more interesting, but harder question: why, biologically, are people private? perhaps because not showing certain undesireable characteristics makes that person/creature more likely to be viewed as acceptable to another and therefore continue its genes... But I don't really know if there is another, grander explanation. Humans are weird.

So, hmm, this post is really long and doesnt really say much except I have been enjoying getting to know a whole new group of people coming through mayhouse and through campus. First years seem to be more approachable outside of living and learning for some reason. Also, for the most part, as long as one's actions aren't harming another person (and even sometimes if they are) they are ok because things can be rationalized down to self preservation and self fulfillment, two very important components of human life as we know it. So I guess now that I've spent my morning watching Gilmore Girls and posting, I will get ready for class. Hope everyone has a great day!