Ha! I'll bet those of you who read this regularly (which are few and non-commenters) thought I forgot about Wednesday being educational.
Well's here's the short version. Brandon and I will be in Norman this weekend, next weekend and the last weekend in Norman. If you want to give up your tickets at any point for the game, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know! Thank you and Boomer Sooner!!
I've got several things on my mind today. It's not anything bad, just lots I want to say. It might sound silly, but I kinda consider this blog, my place to speak about my thoughts on this world. It is most likely the most successful journal that I've ever written. And if I reach someone outside those who regularly read this, then good deal. Now that I've said that, let's move on to the issues of the day.
I've been in quite a reflective mood here recently. This usually happens after I have spent some extensive time doing one thing. It can be traveling, reading, learning, painting, watching a TV series, etc.When I am learning about something, I generally read everything I can get my hands on to be as knowledgeable as possible about whatever that subject may be. I'm not exactly sure why I do this. Maybe this is the student coming out in myself. I think that I have been reflective as much as I have because of what I'm currently reading. (And it's not the Twilight series. I finished that last week people.) This weekend, I bought the book, "The Last Lecture" by Randy Pausch. This is the infamous college professor who literally took the assignment to be part of the "Last Lecture" series on his campus as he was notified that his pancreatic cancer was terminal. The pop culture fanatic in myself couldn't resist reading this book as I hated to not be in the know about this national phenom of a speech. I didn't really get a chance to get into it because we were halfway home by the time I started...so I kinda just stopped because I wanted to watch the speech itself. So I did when I got home. I was completely floored. I didn't really know what to expect and then when I found out that I was watching a computer science professor I was even more entertained by the fact that I was on the edge of my seat. After I watched the lecture, I watched his interview with Diane Sawyer. And of course now I'm picking apart the book. This is definitely a must read. There are so many things that I took from the lecture that I am still trying to process. Maybe I'll post on them a little later this week. The Last Lecture can be viewed at: www.thelastlecture.com . But two of the things that stuck out to me was that he loved cliches' and that he talked about his childhood dreams. Now I am one of the most sentimental people that you will ever meet. But I'm quirky about the things that I'm sentimental over. I know shocker...I mean you're reading the post of a girl who only sends facebook flair if she thinks it will be a private joke or reveal something about who the person is. Yes I take it that seriously. And recently I've been very sentimental about school. It's probably because I can't go. All I've been thinking about are the various parts of my undergrad life. And this morning, I listened to my "Senior Year" playlist on my iPod on my way to work. For every song, I can think of a moment in time of my life. I can smell the way the room smelled, see everything as it was in that exact moment. For example the song "How to Save a Life" by The Fray makes me think of my first fall semester, which was my sister's first semester at OU. We had a candle that smelled like mocha something. I can't remember the name specifically. And we watched the entire first season of Grey's the weekend before school started. And Sean Kingston's "Beautiful Girls" makes me think of Phi Lamb Rush, Chicken Express Unsweet Tea, and driving Barb the Burb down Lindsay right before the train tracks. Barb the Burb is aka my mom's suburban. I have a very vivid memory as you can see.
And the second part that stuck out to me is about what I wanted to be when I grew up. Well now, I want to be an attorney or a professor pending acceptance letters from one or the other grad schools.
But when I was really little I wanted to the president of the United States of America or a marinebiologist....and much to my parents surprise, a teacher. I don't think I've ever openly admitted that last one outloud until now. And my parents told me that I could do either one. My whole world has been wrapped up in those three dreams even though I've never realized it. The reason that I thought a marinebiologist was so cool was because it meant that I could discover things and break new ground. You know, see things that no one had ever seen before. And I think that this is where my immense love of traveling and learning new things first rooted in my life. And the second dream has come to fruition through my love of politics and the American Dream. That is evident in every movie, song or book that I've ever loved. Isn't that just so interesting? And finally this last dream is very evident in that I cannot learn enough it seems. Brandon's cousin this weekend told us that he wants to go for his PHD and he said that he didn't know what he would do without the structure of school in his life. I could not agree more. And a lady that I work with who does not like to read, is now reading through the Twilight series. I felt so accomplished when she came to me the first time and was like I hate reading, but I absolutely love these books. Now it's not something off the classics list, but I figure the New York Times Best Selling List is not too bad either.
And anyways...kind of an odd way to end a post, but that's all I've got it seems. On another note, I'm going to see House Bunny tonight. Should be funny.
Well it's that time of the year again. You know what I'm talking about too. I think Adam Sandler said it best, "Back to school, back to school, to prove to Da-da that I'm not a fool."
And I'm not going. So for those of you that get to go. I'm so jealous. But law school applications and the LSAT are on the horizen. So hopefully that should tide me over until I get to be a school girl again.
I don't normally talk about the war, because I have such strong opinions on it, but this is different. This summer I've been watching Army Wives and I cannot imagine what kind of personal hell these ladies and men go through every time their loved one goes out the door. I just saw this video today on youtube and wanted to say thanks to all who are left behind.
It's been a wild day at work and so my day and brain are way random today. So that's how the education post will work.
Michael Phelps is set to tie Mark Spitz tonight for most gold medal individual wins tonight. That is history before your eyes people. It is a once in a lifetime event. You should be watching TV.
Criminals should go to jail....SHOULD being the key word.
My birthday is less than a month away.
People should return phone calls. If you are given a message with something to do in response, do it.
One of the pastors that is filling in while my home church searches for a new pastor spoke this Sunday about how the church in America is dead and passive in the Christian movement. The rate of people coming to know Christ in other countries have passed the amount in America. Americans have accepted that Buddha, Muhammed and Jesus are okay. As long as you have religion, things are okay. What are you thoughts on this?
Pedicure...check. Reading the Twilight series obsessively...check...I'm reading the last book now. New Vera...check and check... Hilites...check. Flip-flops with changeable straps...check!!!!
As you can tell, my retail therapy skills have kicked in high gear recently....but I digress.
I wanted to talk about the latest stress of my life...law school. Normally, when I think about a subject regularly and by regularly I mean every other ten seconds, I dream about it. My dreams are very very very vivid. Well I had a dream that I applied to Harvard, NYU Brigham Young (I don't even know where to start on my thoughts about this one!) and UCLA. None of these schools are schools that I ever planned on applying to for grad school. I only got accepted to UCLA. When I woke up I was really excited about it. I even got online to buy a Bruins t-shirt just because it seemed like good luck. That was about a week ago.
TODAY, I was talking to one of the defense attorney's who used to practice with one of the prosecutors in the office. And he asked, you're applying to law school right? And I said, yes. Of course he asked where and I told him all the schools in the state. And he said when you get ready for TU let me know I know so and so on the board of admissions. I said okay. And he said, no I mean I really know this lady, let me help you. I said okay. Then he told me to make sure and take it when I was ready....and that to wait until December.
And he asked if I thought of applying out of state...and for some reason I just felt really compelled to tell him about my UCLA dream.
And I said, "Well I thought about UCLA just for the heck of it." And he said, "well maybe you should...because I did my undergrad there."
It was one of those deals where your breath just sucks in and the world stops.
In my life I have been fortunate to be one of those people who are in the know. You know, the ones who know about things before they happen. I don't like to talk about it because it is not something that is typically fun to do. Where I work currently provides the same situation. Some days it can be really tense. And then other days it is an interesting sight to watch unfold. Today is the latter.
P.S. I bought books 2-4 of the Twilight series. I'm currently in the beginning of book two. I'm so mad and heartbroken.
And I really need a pedicure. But I want to go see Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 too. Hmm...but the latest on the education systems is to be heard at the movie. Looks like the pedicure will have to wait.
Hope my thoughts weren't too random and you were able to follow. Laters and loves.
Oh yeah, don't forget about that Jessica Simpson cd coming out Sept. 9th. You know the one that releases the day before my birthday and all.
I started reading the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer.
Let me say two things about her writing. First, I have never read anything dark like this. It is not my style and never has been. The darkest that I've ever read is Harry Potter. So if some of you think that Twilight isn't dark, take another look at my comparison and then roll on. However I am definitely going to check out this new appreciation for dark literature. The second thing that I like about her is that she is a clean writer. The movie that is set to come out in December will most likely be rated PG-13 or R, but not b/c of the harsh words. More than likely it will be due to the killer fight scene at the end of the book. But my point is that she doesn't have to use curse words to make her point. You know how mad a character is by the imagery described in the book. (Mrs. Walker my high school AP English teacher should be extremely proud of me right now.) Overall, consider me a very impressed duck. I'm "dazzled" if you will. ;)
Now onto the part where I wanted to scream...
Typically when I read a series, I buy the first two books at least. This is due to the fact that I read so quickly. Well silly me didn't buy the second book of the Twilight series b/c it was thick. I should have known better due to my experience with HArry Potter, but not everyone learns their lesson the first time. So yesterday, I realize that Twilight will soon come to a close and I will be left with some ridiculous cliffhanger eating at my insides. Yes it is that dramatic for me. I bee-bop on home. I called Brandon and told him that I needed to go to Wal-Mart so I could buy some more of the series. He asked why I wasn't stopping at Hastings and I told him b/c Wal-Mart was cheaper. I know that's horrible b/c I hate giving my money to that place, but I could buy two and three for 10 bucks!! I make it home. We grab a bite to eat, stop at the bank and head to Wal-Mart. We had a few other things to pick up before we made our way to the book section.
Finally we arrived and there was no Stephenie Meyer books to be found.
Not a one.
I mean they didn't even have Breaking Dawn!
I looked at Brandon and said, "I just might scream." And he said without any hesitation, "I know."
So today on my lunch break, I will be heading over to Hastings to see if they have the books. I'm not wasting any more time. I will be buying the current remainder of the series.
Have a dazzling day, y'all.
P.S. Jessica Simpson's "Come on Over" is cute. And her new country album comes out the day before my birthday. In case you were wondering. That's quite an interesting coincidence, don't you think?
So, yesterday I was on my way home from work. I feeling a little more feisty than usual about getting home. Maybe it was the music I was listening to...maybe it was the idiot who refused to get out of the fast lane that I needed to teach them a lesson... (I stared them down as I passed naturally.)...who knows. But I was driving over the speed limit. I know shocker, right? I came over the hill and there was an OHP (Okla. Highway Patrol). He turned around and I knew immediately that I was a cooked chicken. He came up on me and drove behind me for quite some time.
I'm thinking to myself, "Can we just go ahead and get the embarrassment over? People know me around these parts."
He soon turned his lights on...and I pulled over. The conversation went down like this...
Officer: License and registration please. Me: Here you are, sir. (My thought): Someone shoot me please.
Officer: I clocked you going 77 in a 65 coming over the hill. Me: Oh... (My thought): well actually, officer, my cruise control was set for the upside of 75, but what you don't know won't hurt you.)
Officer: Are ya just coming home from work? Me: Yes sir, just ready to be home.
Officer: Where do you work? Me: for the sake of my prvacy, insert place of business in your head here: " **'* ******" (by the way this response was in a serious and I mean serious whisper) (My thought): Please don't ask me again.
Officer: I'm sorry I didn't hear you. Me: (clearing my throat), repeat the answer but louder. (my thought) : I am mortified!!!
Officer: I'll be right back
Five minutes later....
Officer: I'm going to give you a warning. Me: Thank you very much. I really appreciate it. (my thought): Hallelujah! I can breathe again!
I got back on the highway and went on my merry way home. My job has some serious advantages.
Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.