I like Ike: The Canadian Orphan.

What a day or at least what a day to be on it! Or well actually what a day to check what time I have to register: 8am tomorrow morning. Thank God I looked because I was thinking that I was supposed to register sometime next week. I think this is going to be the second time that I will have been able register on time and I actually got an amazing registration time. Only priority is ahead of me so all of my classes are still open. In fact the biggest decision I've had to make is whether or not to take four or five English classes next semester. If I take four I can go after a Religious Studies minor, but if I take five, well then I'm taking five English courses. So I don't really know, but I have to reserve my place in at least four classes tomorrow morning.

Is that what five courses looks like?

I put my mirror on today. Yay! No more extensive head turning for Sidney. For those of you who don't know (my parents) I broke the driver's side mirror off of the side of my car a few weeks ago and have finally been able to put a new one back on. I'm a poor college student who can't afford to send her car to get fixed in a garage so I ordered a cheap mirror off of eBay and put it on myself. Unfortunately what was supposed to have been a ten minute job turned into an hour and a half ordeal that required my Uncle Pete to help me drill out a couple of rusted and stripped screws and take a hack saw to the old mirror. Is was quite the task, but I now know how to take inside panel off of my door, do some basic rewiring and how to replace a side view mirror. Screw college, I should just become an over priced mechanic.

On the ride home from Norristown while I was enjoying my new mirror I heard the new song from A Silent Film Driven By Their Beating Hearts. I am in love with this song. It's even better than their last single You Will Leave a Mark and it's on the radio a lot so I will soon be sick of it, but I am enjoying every minute of it until I am. MGMT is also making a radio comeback. Yay! I've been hearing Kids and Time to Pretend a lot lately and it's giving me freshman year throwbacks when Dan, Matt and I would watch youtube videos and pick the best music video. I always picked Kids and they always let me win! Though I think it that that had more to do with Dan wanting to get in my pants and Matt no wanting Dan to win. Either way. And if you haven't heard Arcade Fire's We Used to Wait you HAVE TO CHECK IT OUT. It is the greatest song of the season, I mean it.

April shower bring May flowers...

Brilliant day. I have never ever been this productive on a Tuesday, ever. I usually come back form class in the morning and just go back to bed for the rest of the day. Today was different. I went to class, watched O Pioneers! (didn't have to watch the clock or listen to Mitch ramble), went home. Usually my day would end there. Today I cleaned up all the laundry that I had left out to dry in my living room, got the baskets put away and disinfected my apartment. It helped with my sickliness because as of now I feel almost completely better. And if it weren't for the slight cough or my inability to climb three flights of stairs without being completely out of breath I would say that I was healed. I also met with my professors about paper rewrites, applied for summer registration and got my pin number. I met with my American Lit. group and got a power drill for tomorrow (I'm hoping it also comes with dinner). I finished a shit ton of homework, I never do homework on Tuesday. The only downside of the day was that I accidentally ripped part of my top lip off with duck tape and Kohl's was all out of chubby little boy dress shirts.

Yeah something like that.

I purposely reserved Tuesday as my nothing day because I figured that with working all weekend I would want a free day, but it's really just been a waste of the day for me. Next semester if I end up with so much free time I'm just going to put in extra hours in the office. I'm also supposed to take a service learning class next year where I have to tutor in the Writing Center so I may use the time for that. I'm also thinking that as much as I hate hate HATE early classes I'm going to go back to 8:30am and 9:00am  classes. I feel like I'm wasting too much time in the morning when I don't start classes until 10am. Last night I fell asleep before 10pm and ended up waking up before the sun came up and I got a lot of stuff done before I fell back to sleep for a few more hours. If I can get my sleep schedule under control next semester I think I will be on to something. 

We've started poetry in Creative Writing and I have to write my set tonight. I'm not workshopping this time so I don't think I'm going to share with My Hebrew Friend. I do want him to go over my Non-Fiction piece that I haven't gotten back yet. That piece wasn't workshopped either, but I really liked working on it so I want someone else's opinions about it besides my professor's. Yonni expect the stories sometime this weekend or early next week. Creative writing isn't the only stuff I have to work on. My Seminar paper needs to be filled out more. Green told me she wants more autobiographical stuff and more anecdotes about my experiences with my mother. Lance may be more featured on the blog, but my mother has become quite the topic in Seminar.  

Happy sunny day.

Today has been the loveliest of all the days so far and I unfortunately missed my opportunity to wear any of my lovely dresses because of my damn cold/throat/ear thing. I went back to the nurses office today and after waiting for an hour I was told that I had a ridiculous amount of fluid in my ear, that my lymph nodes were swollen and there was a chance that I may have mono. I already knew that I had fluid in my ear and that my nodes were swollen, I can feel the pain every time I turn my head. I walked out of there with a packet of Sudafed, a packet of ibuprofen and no mono test. I should have just taken a nap in the sun. I intend to kick whatever I have by Thursday because I'm sick of feeling sick and I'm starting to get frustrated and anxious and it's making me very upset and a little teary.

Sad news: My standby formal date can't go to formal with me so I'm thinking I may not go. I toyed with the idea with asking a couple of other people but one has recently discovered his liking for acid and the other works on Thursday nights plus I don't think hanging around a bunch of drunk college students is really his scene anymore especially since most of them are sorority and fraternity people.

Happy news: Spring is officially here in my mind. I don' care if we end up with a few more days of poor weather, I have already started planning summer clothes and other bits of sunniness. My apartment complex also cleaned out the pool this weekend so now I can see a giant blue shell from my apartment and it's making me excited to lay by the pool in the coming months. This will be even more exciting if Anna decides to move into one of the buildings. If she moves in there will be more Ritas, Llanerch, and Caitlin than last time. So excited for Anna! I've also super cleaned out my room and washed ALL of my linens. I opened the window really wide and now everything feels very clean and breezy and it's greatly improved my mood.

Funny news: So I ran into Kat today in the stairwell between classes. She had a good laugh at my expense and then we talked about what happened after I blacked out on Friday. Apparently I made a bigger hot mess of myself than I realized and also embarrassed My Hebrew Friend in the process. I am so so so sorry Yonni, you should have just let me fall on the floor. And then after we left some people got all confessional. I wish I could have been able to view the whole evening from a distance and see myself and everyone after I went nuts and had to be carried away. Kat thought the whole evening was funny and we've made tentative plans for a more responsible next weekend. 

A little pain, a little pasta, and a whole lot of tea.

I love my new job, but I definitely forgot how messy restaurant work can be, especially when it's high volume. I've been spoiled up at the Hob Knob with just one seating and then leaving by 9pm at the latest. It's more like the GMI, long hours, more tables, a way more eclectic group of staff, but instead of Jamaicans we have have Mexicans. I need to get a couple more white shirts this week, hopefully Kohls restocked their boys department.

I have almost awesome news: Lance says that I can get the Wii when I come home this summer. Samantha will be in Florida for most of the summer so I won't have to fight her for it. I just have to reason with my mom. Mom if you give me the Wii, you'll have more of a reason to come visit PA and stock me with food. So it's a win-win for both of us.

I also have bad news for me: my throat simply will not feel better. I have done everything that I can think of to soothe the icky pain. And it's been a tough week with work and school and the crazy weather (which I think is aggravating it even more). I've dissolved more than my fair share of cough drops, gargled an unhealthy amount of peroxide, drank my body weight in herbal medicinal teas, and neti potted to the point where my sinuses resemble the Jersey Shore more than a human sinus cavity and there has been no relief. I want to rip my throat out and then punch someone it's irritating me that bad. I'm also a little worried that it's doesn't mess up my tonsils or travel up my Eustachian tube to my ear and give me an ear infection. The thought of any of those make me almost want to cry and if it does turn into tonsillitis or an ear infection I will be crying and very very unhappy.

On another note in the life of Sidney: I got extremely schwasted this weekend. I completely intended to get inebriated when I went out on Friday which is why I had a friend give me a ride to the bar, but I didn't intend to let it get as far as it did. I have had to be a responsible grownup lately and I just wanted a night where I didn't have to worry about driving anywhere or having to worry about any of my friends doing something silly. I wanted to have a selfish night, it's just been a while since I've had a selfish night and I ended up pre-gaming the pre-game. I broke the Cardinal Rule of field hockey and I paid the price, but I also have one of the most amazing friends in the entire world who took it upon himself to take me home and take care of me. He didn't have to do any of it, but he took it upon himself to help me out because that's the type of person he is: an incredibly selfless and caring friend. He took me home and got me cleaned up and into bed. He made sure that I was safe and then I think he told me a story about a bunny rabbit (or maybe it was a squirrel). He probably would have even stayed the night if I had really needed him too, he's just that awesome. I need to do something in return for going above and beyond, but I know he won't accept anything. So I'm letting him know: If you every need anything, anything at all in the whole wide world you can call me and I will be like the mailman. I will fight rain, snow, sleet, hail, or death of night to help you out. I love you, man (that last part would have sounded way cooler if I were Jason Segel).  He wrote an incredibly beautiful post about the selflessness of friendship. Good friends hep each other out no matter what. I would do anything for my friends because I love them.

No sleep and other things.

I had terrible sleep last night and I knew it was going to happen as soon as I walked into my building last night. I knew it was going to be bad, my back seized up for just a few seconds, but it changed the way my muscles were set up. They became all tense and tight but only in a way that I could feel when I laid down to get to sleep. It was so painful and uncomfortable that I spent the night close to tears for just trying to relax and get to sleep. I downed half a bottle of Advil and a box of chamomile tea to ease myself, didn't work so well. I zoned in and out of sleepiness and then shot out of bed when I randomly remember something from earlier in the day. That little it of excitement threw me off for a while. I did get to sleep eventually, sometime between 1am and 2am. Miserable cold and with my lady "moment" I had no chance against the insomnia. I just wish I had that bunny last night, for some weird reason it really made me feel better.

I'm getting new sheets this weekend. I'm very excited about that. I'm trying to get my room together and more unified like I would like it and I need to new sheets. I have a pair that match my rose comforter, but my new comforter has no sheets to match and I need new sheets anyways. I'm going to get some pillowcases to match too. After I wash my comforters and put on the new sheets I may even feel better about my cold. And if Yonni comes over in the next month he has to wear a shirt if he sits on my bed because I don't want any bear hair on my bed, I want really clean sheets for at least a month. By the end of June I'm hoping to have matching shams, new curtains, and the rest of my bed put together.

For the past week I have been streaming cancelled shows on Netflix. It's been great. I started with Party Down, a show about out of work actors who pay their bills by waiting for a catering company in the LA area. It's an assortment of characters from the aging actress (Jane Lynch) to the new in town guy and the hit his peak too early man (Adam Scott). It totally reminded me of my childhood from the assortment of people Lance had working for us to the wacky and insane people we catered for. Rich people are so cracked out. Don't give up after the first episode. Party Down is like The Office you have to watch a bunch all in a row and then it's really funny. I've also been watching Michael and Michael Have Issues starring Michael Ian Black and Michael Showalter. I'm a big fan of their earlier work in The State but this show seems a little forced, no wonder Comedy Central didn't renew it for a second season. It's a show about producing a show with sketches thrown into the mix. It had a weird flow to it.

Something fun and myspace reminiscy.

It's been going around the blogosphere, especially the girly and preppy ones. I wanted something fun to do and if I can get it from someone who is 26 then I am not too old for this.




A. Age: 21

B. Bed size: Double. I got a beautiful white iron bed from Pottery Barn when I was in fifth grade. I only have part of it in use now, but when I get back to my parent's house I'm going to pick up the rest.

C. Chore you dislike: I don't have a dishwasher in this apartment so I have to do everything by hand. I usually end up doing a large pile twice a week. Gross I know.

D. Dogs: I want a Siberian Huskey or a Klee Klai but not an Alaskan one. Someday when I have a yard, I'll have the dog, just hopefully not in the Morrisville house.

E. Essential start to your day: Checking my e-mail, CONSTANTLY. It's a dirty habit I picked up from ROTC.

F. Favorite color: Navy blue.

G. Gold or silver: Silver, almost always silver.

H. Height: 5'5"

I. Instruments you play(ed): Saxophone. Since I was in fourth grade I've been playing in my schools' bands. I took a break from music this semester, but I'll be back in full swing in the fall when Mike gets back form Italy.

J. Job title: Student. Rawr.

K. Kids: Not today, thank you.

L. Live: "All in all, I'd rather be in Philadelphia."

M. Mom’s name: MA!

N. Nicknames: I'm slowly getting rid of them.

O. Overnight hospital stays: None just a million day visits. I'm pretty sure Lankenau has my insurance company on speed dial.

P. Pet peeves: Annoying downers. Get happy people! (I mean the people who are like this ALL of the time. Everyone's allowed a few bad days.)

Q. Quote from a movie: "These are my sons: Benny and The Jets. I expected this from you Benny...but The Jets?!"

R. Righty or lefty: Right!

S. Siblings: Samantha. She has a tattoo and I'm going to define her by that for a while until I get bored with it.

T. Time you wake up: As late as I can, I need to start getting up earlier.

U. Underwear: Lot's of lace!

V. Vegetables you don’t like: Lima beans. Yuck!

W. What makes you run late: Not being able to find my keys that I already put in my pocket.

X. X-rays you’ve had: All over. I've even had my brain done!

Y. Yummy food you make: Apple anything! It comes from my love of fall in Vermont.

Z. Zoo animal favorites: Pandas!

Definitely not your grandmother's fellatio.

"I think all of us would rather have oral sex than throat cancer."

Yes, Mike I think we would. Especially early in the morning. Today in Journalism we discussed a photo that appeared on the cover of a Florida college newspaper of a guy performing cunnilingus on a scantily dressed woman. The photo caused a stir of controversy about whether or not it was relevant to the story of people possibly developing throat cancer after having oral sex with people who are infected with HPV. It sparked quite the debate in class about the boundaries in journalism and whether or not the story could have been sold without the photo. Now personally I think that the story was relevant to college students and I wouldn't have needed the photo to pick the paper up and read, but I don't see any reason that the newspaper should have been penalized for it. In fact I like the photo. Not for journalistic reasons, but because of the taboo subject matter given and the roles that were assigned to the man and woman. It's not you typical oral sex scene, well it is for most people but not the kind that gets printed often. It is rare that women get shown in a position of power in a sex scene. Very often its the woman performing the act on a man and the scene is very lewd and crude. I appreciated the photo chosen by the newspaper and the clean and powerful image that they produced. Oral sex, especially cunnilingus is still the naughty no-no for many  (silly) people and it was nice to see college students who have moved past a back of the bus lipstick game.

Remember to get yourself checked.

Outside of journalism, but still in the realm of writing, I have decided to make my fiction piece more pulpy and exaggerated. I got a lot of surprising feedback from my classmates. They loved the story and they want me to push the limits with it. I think tonight when I get back I'm going to revise another draft so I have a hard copy to give to My Hebrew Friend to go over for me. I think I'll just print him out a copy this time and let him write all over it. I found it most helpful when people wrote on their so I knew exactly where to go back and make changes with it.