Kalee told me I shouldn't post about her potty mouth. Mwahaha.

I watched Head Over Heels tonight. Freddie Prinze Jr. = hot. Yep. Another guy with dark hair and dark eyes. Whay am I so stuck on this? I don't know, but my luck, I'll end up marrying some guy with incredibly light, if not white, hair. At lesat then, my chances of having a girl who has blonde curly hair and blue eyes would be increased. Hmm.... Good thing love isn't based strictly on appearances, or a vast majority of us would all be in a lot of trouble. And I'm glad marriages aren't based solely on love, too, which is something I never thought about until lately. Thanks, Amy. Commitments count, people! Is love enough? I don't know. Anyhoo, the purpose of this post was NOT to start a major philosophical debate about love and marriage. Lord knows we hear enough of that as it is.

On that note, I hate it how we, and when I say we I mean us IWUers and others who get marriage shoved down their throats on a daily basis, are so concerned with finding "The One" while we are in college. It's amazing to me how, when I step off of campus and into the real world (because yes, we DO live in a bubble, as much as they try to tell us differently), that not everybody is on the prowl. I find it refreshing to know of 25 and 26 year olds who are still single. Not everybody is rushing to the alter when they are 20. Wake up, IWU!! Especially when there is a 76% divorce rate among the couples who get married during their college years here at IWU. I can't even begin to imagine getting married in the next 3 years! Am I immature? I don't think so. I think I'm more realistic, to be prefectly honest. But that's not to say that just b/c you get married while in school means that you live in a dream world, b/c I know that is not the case. I just wonder, if you truly believe you have found "The One," why can't you wait another year or two to get married until you can at least afford to pay the rent on your tiny apartment? Wouldn't they still be "The One" in another year or two? Then again, I do believe God's timing is perfect and He works things out for His ends. However, I am much more skeptical of people who claim to be following God's plan and His timing when they are planning weddings without any resources at their disposal whatsoever. It feels like there is a sense of urgency, which is probably why the divorce rate among IWU couples is so high. Call me crazy.

This goes back to what I said earlier about love being enough. Full circle. I love that. It's a touchy subject to talk about: nobody ever seems to like what I think. I guess that's why I vent about it in this blasted online journal.

I think everybody just wants to have sex. And who doesn't? I guess I just hate to think of myself falling into the mentality that if I'm not engaged by the end of my sophomore year, let alone by the time I graduate, then I am doomed to be single for ever: a spinster at the ripe old age of 22. Unbelievable.

So... I definitely just had that debate I had been trying to avoid in the beginning paragraph. Oh well. :)

Randomness runs rampant.

I love alliterations. I love randomness. I love my first sentence.

Anyhoo, randomness IS running rampant around here lately. Since I know there are some of you out there who read this on a regular basis, I'll tell you all about such occurrences. You can thank me later.

I saw a truck driving down the sidewalk today. It was right by the fountain, on the east side of Jackson Library, headed towards Shatford. I smiled, b/c how aften do you see a Dodge Ram cruising down the sidewalk? Not very. Also, I love it when people state the completely obvious. I was walking to class when I saw the truck and there was a girl a few feet behind me who said, "Ha! Look! That truck is driving on the sidewalk!" Thank you, Sherlock Holmes, for that brilliant insight. I wanted to turn around and say, "WHAT?! That white truck is on the SIDEWALK?! NO WAY!!" but I didn't. Maybe next time.

Kalee said "dickface" yesterday and I laughed a lot.

I threw an almost empty bottle of cherry coke at Brittany in the hallway yesterday, which led to a 40 minute-long game of bottle soccer. It was incredibly fun! Brittany and I lost, though, to Ben and Ryne, but that's ok. Ben played soccer all his life. Brittany kinda hopped around and kept trying to push Ben out of her way, to no avail (When you weigh 109, you can't exactly throw people around.). We all kinda got hurt, though. My feet hurt a lot afterward, and then I checked them out later, yeah, I have a blood blister on my big toe and a nasty bruise. But it was fun anyway, and very spontaneous.

Brittany and I were using the karaoke machine last night, singing Lady Marmalade at the top of our lungs, and two girls from a different floor were walking by so they stopped in and danced with us. I had no idea who they were, but it was fun anyway.

Someone smelled like grape Dimetap in BIL 202 today.

Brittany and I made cupcakes AND a cake on Tuesday night, for no apparent reason. We had talked about Funfetti cake on Sunday, but decided not to go to Wal-Mart to buy one. Tuesday night, however, we went. I think it's great that I spent $2.69 on cake mix, frosting, and aluminum foil.

Dang it. I know a lot more has happened that's been spontaneous, but I can't think of any. I was walking back from Inductive today thinking to myself of all the unusual and unexpected things that have happened so far this week, and the list was far longer than what I have already written. I hate that.

I am going to take a nap. I haven't done that in a while.

At last, the words I have been longing to hear:

"Look up, dear, look up to the heavens.
There is more in life than this.
There is much more."

Thank you, George Bernard Shaw.

If I were a month I would be: December. Cold and bitter. Ha ha, not for those reasons. I love Christmas.
If I were a day of the week I would be: Saturday

If I were a time of day I would be: Sunset
If I were a planet I would be: Neptune... pretty blue color!
If I were a sea animal I would be: A sea turtle. I want a sea turtle. I'd keep it in a kiddie pool.

If I were a direction I would be: West.

If I were a piece of furniture I would be: A big, comfy recliner. Either that, or one of those big, round wicker chairs with the big pillow. I want one of those. Or maybe a hammock? I don't know!

If I were a sin I would be: Promiscious sex. Not that I have that, but it's probably the most enjoyable.

If I were a historical figure I would be: Alexander the great. Conquering the known world in 10 years, dang I love that. Sign me up.

If I were a liquid I would be: Cherry coke.

If I were a stone, I would be: A geode. Yay for inner beauty.

If I were a tree, I would be: A shady one.

If I were a bird, I would be: A parrot that sits on a pirate's shoulder and says cocky remarks.

If I were a tool, I would be: An electric drill, that way I could hang drywall all day long.

If I were a flower/plant, I would be: A wildflower growing along the side of the road. Those are my favorite. Please pick some for me.

If I were a kind of weather, I would be: The perfect 75 degree day. Sunshiney and clear, not too hot, not too cold, with a nice breeze.

If I were a mythical creature, I would be: An elf, and I'd marry Legolas and we'd have lots of adorable elvin children.

If I were a musical instrument, I would be: A cello.

If I were an animal, I would be: A duck. Or maybe my kitty Snickles, she seems to have a pretty good life.

If I were a color, I would be: Yellow.

If I were an emotion, I would be: The feeling you have right after you laugh a lot. The one that you feel as you wipe away the tears you cried because you were laughing so hard as you say, "That was so funny."

If I were a vegetable, I would be: Anything but a baby carrot.

If I were a sound, I would be: A beautiful singing voice.

If I were an element, I would be: Oxygen... necessary to your life. ha ha ha.

If I were a car, I would be: An old VW bug.

If I were a song, I would be: I Just Want to Celebrate, by Rare Earth. Great 70s song.

If I were a movie, I would be directed by: Steven Spielberg, but I'm a big fan of Peter Jackson's work as of late. :)

If I were a book, I would be written by: Jane Austen. I love her.

If I were a food, I would be: Not chocolate.

If I were a place, I would be: my backyard.

If I were a material, I would be: satin.

If I were a taste, I would be: Lemonade.

If I were a scent, I would be: Clean laundry

If I were a religion, I would be: What I already am.

If I were a word, I would be: My favorite word in Spanish: microóndas.

If I were an object, I would be: A pair of slippers.

If I were a body part I would be: A smile. Not necessarily a mouth, just the smile.

If I were a facial expression I would be: Oh... a smile

If I were a subject in school I would be: Art or history, but not art history.

If I were a cartoon character I would be: Spinelli, from Recess.

If I were a shape I would be: a trapezoid, just because I like saying the word.

If I were a number I would be: 5

If I were a comic strip character I would be: Snoopy