Thursday, October 20, 2005

Carrie Throws a Fit

HEY DOES ANYONE READ THIS ANYMORE?!?

I know I only have, like, three dedicated readers anyway, but that in NO way gives you an excuse to quit leaving comments.

Geez.

Monday, October 17, 2005

In Which I Admit to Being a Groupie, and Dude, I'm Totally Not Ashamed So Back Off Would You?

I tend to frequent Workplay quite often to support the struggling artists in the local area that are just trying to make it in the big bad music industry. Most of my visits are just a chance to relax and enjoy some good music. Nothing more and nothing less. Then, one late September evening, a typical visit to my favorite spot in town changed my life.

I met my future husband.



Sam Thacker, from the moment you looked down into my eyes from the stage, with that sexy sexy guitar in your hands, I just knew it was meant to be.

Will you marry me?



Look I even bought a shirt. And it can totally be changed to say Mrs. Sam Thacker once we are married. How CUTE is that?

Okay, seriously Sam, when should we set the date?

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

The Magic Answer is Chewy Granola Bars Of Course

I took a super huge accounting test today. We only have three tests in there, so it was pretty important. I have decided that I like accounting and could possibly want to major in it. I have two requirements for my future job:
  1. I want to make a lot of money.
  2. I want to wear a suit or business clothes every day.
Accounting has a lot of potential to fill my requirements. Some of you may think that I am not taking the whole "decide your whole life thing" seriously enough. But when you are perhaps the most indecisive person on the planet, you tend to go to crazy lengths to actually make a decision. I mean, I decided to go to UAB because I liked the freshman dorm, and that worked out. If I can make a random choice about a college, why not a career?

I have been having a lot of trouble with the whole "timeline" of events that are supposed to occur when a person reaches my approximate age. I feel like I am being forced to make decisions that I am not mature enough to make just because this is the typical age that people expect you to make these decisions. I really don't know what else I would do if I weren't in college. I can't just hang out and do nothing. And God forbid if I ever have to work at a mediocre waitressing job again. But still, I feel so pressured and rushed. I am a little scared of commitment in general. It seems like a wonderful idea to be certain of people and events in your life, and I am quite sure that I will want it someday. But now I look back on so many failed ideas and failed relationships. I have gone from wanting to be a pharmacist, to nursing, to psychology, to pre-law. During that time, it was right for me. The feeling of "rightness" felt completely real. How do I know that this feeling of rightness will not pass? How many times can I be so certain of something before I change my mind once again? When will I experience the real feeling of rightness?

Enough soul-searching questions for one night. I have yet another test tomorrow to study for. And I'm totally mad because really how unfair is it to have a test TWO days in a row? Gosh, how mistreated I am by my professors!

P.S. I have unfortunately gotten into the habit of eating when I am supposed to be studying. I will take random breaks to get food just to have an excuse not to study. Tonight, I binge-ate three chewy chocolate chip granola bars to distract me from my psychopathology and culture test tomorrow. And that was just for dessert.

I am even amazed at that procrastination skill.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Some Things You Just Can't Change

You know you are a band nerd when:

  • You make a special trip home from college for your high school football game, not to watch the team, but rather to watch the band.
  • The first thing you do is analyze the flag uniforms and decide that the skirt is too long and those heels are completely stupid, but overall the design and color are relatively nice.
  • You get completely excited when it is finally half-time.
  • You still go visit the band members beside the stadium during the third quarter after they are done with their show, even though you have been through with band going on two years now.
  • You get pretty nostalgic after the game when you think of all of the practices, bus rides, girlfriend/boyfriend/friend drama... the list goes on....
  • You spend a Saturday watching a band competition for fun.
  • You then spend the next Sunday talking about which bands were good and which ones just didn't quite cut it.


Band nerds everywhere: you know what I'm talking about. Don't even pretend to be ashamed.


BRHS band: you rock my socks off.