Genevieve's Place

It's official, my parents' computer completely crapped out. So now I'm on the back up computer, using IE 1.0 (kidding, it's like 5.5, which still sucks). Doesn't really matter though, leaving for Grandforks on the morrow. Mostly to do...*sigh*...shopping. Not that I don't want to shop, more like I need to spend the money on things like....rent. Seriously considering dropping a class this semester just so I don't have to worry so much about money. Life is wonderful.

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I've been having issues getting new stuff up here, mostly due to the very unpredictability of this here computer. Also, due to laziness and reluctance to comment on the holidays. So, yesterday, Christmas Eve, I was sooo not in a Christmas mood, as I hadn't been for...years. I could've gone to sleep for a week and not cared that I missed Christmas. All the things that were Christmas for me growing up, aren't any more. Being in the Christmas Eve service at my church was one of them. All of it, the rehersals, the bag of candy and peanuts, the present from the sunday school teacher, the eternity it took for it to be over because we were opening presents right after. I don't have anything right now that puts me in a Christmas mood. I don't even really like Christmas songs. Even less when they're on the radio.

Another reason I've realized Christmas isn't what it used to be is because, I guess, I've grown up. I realize my extended family is certifiably nuts. Seriously. I want to lock myself in my room and listen to nothing but Imogen Heap.

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Kinda like this. Why am I angry you might ask, if you care? Boys. Boys lie. Sorry to be so general, and I know girls lie too, but still, why lie to someone's face when you could just tell them the truth? At least now I know you are the kind of person your friends are, the kind I hoped you weren't. I think I'll look the other way from now on. I'm just really disappointed in you.

That said, I'm actually more angry at myself for once again falling for it. Why I let this happen and put myself out there again. Well, not that I was actually out there. So good thing I wasn't more involved than I was. So that was just the PERFECT ending to the PERFECT day. And if you can't catch the sarcasm, you need your detector checked. Anyway, the whole day was wonderful because when me and Marce emerged from hell (the mall at christmastime), we found we were double (triple?) parked, and thank goodness someone was in their car and could move so we could get out. Then! Oh, the best part. When we get back to Osborne, I totally rear-end some poor guy, and it wasn't sudden or anything, very slow motion, and at a red light that had been red for a long time, it was slippery and my brakes juuuuuust suck. No damage though, thank you Jesus.

I guess I should be thankful I came away from today basically unscathed. We got away from the mall, nothing happened to my car or anyone else's, and I just have the tinest of bruises on my heart.

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My stats exam is in....2 hours, and I've never felt less prepared. I don't know why. I went to all the classes and paid attention. I guess all I focused on was accounting, which was a good thing. But now I really couldn't care less about null hypotheses or p-values. I'm blogging instead of studying. All I want to do is stare out the window at the little snowflakes falling against the backdrop of ugly brick apartment buildings, listen to Josh Groban, and drink tea. And I just want to think about after the exam. Tomorrow I get to go Christmas shopping!! Let's hope I don't get frustrated and just get gift certificates. They're good, but essentially no fun.

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Okay, I just saw George S. (hott!) do this on CBC News: The Hour, it's this face recognizing thing. It takes a picture you give it and tells you what celebrity you most look like, based on your, I don't know, bone structure or something. It's actually kinda flattering. The first scan told me I looked most like Kate Winslet, and the second one was Penelope Cruz. Sweet. This is my way of not studying for my super crazy exam day tomorrow. I'm also going to see Narnia again tomorrow. yay! I won't cry this time I promise.

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See, well, I was going to go home straightaway after my exam, but I got caught up in a little reading, and found myself at the computer lab, and now I find myself beside little Mel. I never run into anyone here. So, Marce, I suppose you're headed home right about now. Have a good week without me, TV, and msn. And Corner Gas. "joooooooy tooo the woooorld!!"Poor thing.

So the exam went fairly well, but it was one of those which you can't tell how well you did and you probably will never know without a visit to the professor's office. Which I won't do. Tomorrow is my day off from exams this week, but I will be visiting a different professor about my midterm exam for that class. Talk about being way late.

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But first, let's check what's on tv," said Marcia as she sat down to study. And that is the reason why we watched "I'll be Home for Christmas" with the...um...with JTT. Yes, it's how we study. Now we're watching Shrek as punishment for her making me watch 5 hours of figure skating yesterday. Exams start this week, and I wish I could say they were done this week.

We saw The Chronicles of Narnia on Friday, which I can proudly say was amazing. But I kinda did that thing that geeks do when they comment on the accuracy of the movie, you know where they did things differently for the sake of making the story more entertaining. It was just...really great. My parents came to the city this weekend and they brought me the books from home. I'm pretty pumped to have something else to distract me from exams.

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Okay, so the last post was a complete cop-out of a real post. But The Swift really do rock. It's not that I don't think of things to write, I just question their suitability and relevance to the audience. Especially because if you post something on the internets, there's pretty much no take-backs. And to quote the ever wise Winne the Pooh, "When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and you Think of Things, you sometimes find that a Thing which seemed very Thingish inside you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it." Exactly. I think of things. Very thingish things. They would look different if they were looked at though. So in my little brain they will stay.

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My heart is restless in me
My wings are all worn out
I'm walking in the wilderness
And I cannot get out

I need You, oh I need You
Blessed savior come
I need You, oh I need You
Fill the every longing of my soul

Oh how I need You Lord
I need Your perfect word
With tearful eyes I see
The sin that I afford
I need to weep and pray
For all the thousand ways
That I have failed You just today

And my bed is soaked with sadness
My sadness has no end
A downward spiral of despair
That I keep falling in

I need You, oh I need You
To You my soul shall fly
I need You, oh I need You
Yahweh how I love you more than life

Oh how I need You Lord
I need Your perfect word
With tearful eyes I see
The sin that I afford
I need to weep and pray
For all the thousand ways
That I have failed You just today

Your silence is like death to me
So won't You hear my desperate plea

Today my soul is soaring
Way over mountains high
Though I can see the valleys
They are all just passing by
It's not that I am stronger
Look at my feeble wings
But I've been lifted higher
Yahweh's lifted me in His own strength

Oh how I love You Lord
I love your perfect word
With tearful eyes I see
The God who always will endure
Now I will celebrate
For all the thousand ways
That you have shown me grace

And made my heart in grace to stay
You made my heart in grace to stay
Lord, make my heart in grace to stay
I need You, oh I need You

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