I gave Mallory Nutt subtle hints that I want her to caress the locks on my head instead of Gretchen's but she didn't listen...

So today is a day of indulgence. Well technically speaking... the day that I am speaking of has ended 1 hour and 5 minutes ago, however I have chosen to extend this day a few more hours since I have yet to lay my head to a pillow. So when I use to word "today" I am actually speaking about last month...Wednesday, September 30th, 2009. Which reminds me, switching back to the literal sense of time, Happy October! But anyway back to indulgence. But hold on, could I comment on the disorganization of this post real quick right here. Simply superb. You know what else is simply superb? Vanilla coffee and the fact that I keep trying to spell the word superb, suberb. So indulgence. I took two terrible tests today.... [pause] yeah... Oh yes. That alliteration is mind-blowing. Anyway... Accounting and Marketing both owned me. So after it all I decided that I would celebrate my liberation from the tyranny of those terribly trying tests [eh? eh? you love it] and eat and do whatever I wanted today. Well within reason... I still had to go to PC Board Meeting, tutor the children, and then go to recruitment workshop, however, I did really let loose on the diet. It felt great to eat cookies and cream ice-cream and it currently feels great to be eating vanilla sugar wafers. Yumsicles. "I like it hard" - Gretchen. Anyway... It is now 1:24 and I have yet to draw a single thing in my sketchbook. I am supposed to have 7 drawings done. "Just spend 15 minutes a day sketching and don't wait till the last night and do it all at once." Of course not! Who would do that?..... Oh.... oops. Did I mention that I am going to start spitting rhymes? It's always been a secret dream of mine. The first successful, female, white rapper. I can see it in headlines already. Oh yes. In lights even. I won't let tha hataz hold me down. I don't think I can put off the inevitable for much longer. However, before I leave let me mention a few things. Martha had a birthday today [not today]. I watched Lie To Me with half of team chocolate. Great show. I'm excited about Halloween and the many things that are to come in this lovely month. I'm loving life. I love tea. And I love you.

Pienso que es una buena idea terminar este nota en español. Entonces, buenas noches y espero que tengas una vida bonita. Hasta luego, chiquitito.

my mom came to visit for the weekend and we had a blast together...

This weekend has been just splendiferous. Well I guess we could start with Thursday night since I sort of feel like that's when my weekend started. Ro and T-Lo had an ABC party (Anything But Clothes) and it was a blast. We won't go into detail but yes it was a blast. I had some good quad bonding time. I just want to mention that I am so happy that I have my Alpha Chi sisters in my life because they are always there for me. They are my best friends. They always have my back and it means so much to me. But anyway, moving on from that sappy note... Friday was Couture! It was absolutely fantastic. I really enjoyed being on the audience side this year. All the models looked amazing, so fierce. I'm so excited that we were able to give over $23,000 to Genesis Women's Shelter and Alpha Chi Omega Foundation. Couture made me so proud to be an Alpha Chi. So afterwards we went back to the house to get ready for Tea Partayyy. Mama was gonna come with but she was tired and wanted to be rested and ready for a full day of fun with me on Saturday. So we all went out together and danced the night away in our cardigans, pearls, and polos. Then my mama took me and the quadmates out to lunch at BuzzBrews. It was spectacular. Then mama and I went shopping and had dinner. Then we went to go see Fame, which I'll be honest was merely mediocre. So cliché and predictable with not nearly enough dance/performance scenes. But it was enjoyable. I had to take my mom to the airport this morning after a lovely breakfast at La Madeleine. Then I had to tutor for a few hours which is for sure the highlight of my days. Note the sarcasm. I must say I really do enjoy getting to hang out with the kids though. They are a lot of fun. They're hilarious! But the academics part isn't always the most fun. It can be frustrating sometimes. But anyway... Now I'm sitting on the couch at the house next to April and we're watching 50 First Dates. I should be studying or be working out right now however, I am not. Oh wellllll...... I guess I should get on with my life and hopefully my next post will be more interesting for you to read. P.S. wish me luck....

I read a text thinking it said "satanic princess" instead of "satanic priestess"...

Oh why hello. It's been a few days since I last wrote. I've been pretty lazy and unmotivated so much so that I couldn't muster up enough brain power and mental processes to come up with something to write about. I have to say that intellectually stimulating conversations with impossibly interesting people are one of those things that you can sometimes take for granted. But when I am missing them as a key part of my life... it makes everything feel stale, bland, pasty and processed. And I hate routine, small-talk conversation. I love spontaneous, random and well-thought out comments and criticisms. I absolutely adore hilarious people. I know I've said that before somewhere but it's so true. Painfully funny people are a must in my life. But anyway... this weekend was chock-full of fun. From Sigma Chi's "Morning After" party to random apartment party hopping with Banta or even spontaneous shopping sprees with the quadmates. It was a great time. However, I'm sensing so much tension and drama and, pardon my French, complete bullshit going on in this house. I'm tired of the shit-talking, the major attitude problems, and the unfriendliness. It's so unnecessary. We had sisterhood retreat and shared about how we want to be more tight-knit and eliminate the ever-pervading negativity that floods this house. Well it looks like no one has really taken a step to do anything about that. I don't know I just wish everyone could be nice and have each other's backs and be supportive and uplifting and I don't know just have a blast together. I guess I should get on with the actual implementation of these fun sisterhood events that we've been brainstorming for a while. Anyway, I'm done with my rant. It's just frustrating sometimes. Well my computer is at 13% power right now so I should probably go plug it in a head to bed.

Goodnight moon.

I decided to go out before studying for my accounting quiz...

Bad idea. Very very bad idea. It is now 2:36 am and I am attempting to read through Chapter 5: Cost Behavior - Analysis and Use of my Managerial Accounting class. I am completely and utterly exhausted right now. It's been such a long day! I start class at 9:30 with drawing for nearly 3 hours and then I have a short break where I usually prepare for my next two classes. Today I had my business law exam which was a beast. And then after that I had Solo Performance and then dinner, then gym, then tutoring for 3 hours and then I went out because my body absolutely required some recovery time. Tutoring takes such a toll on my mental ability. I just couldn't jump right back into studying my own information. That would piece together to form a most depressing lifestyle. I need variation! I need spontaneity. So now I am sitting here trying to prepare for a quiz that I have in approximately just short of 7 hours from now. Oh dear. I think it's bed time.

Goodnight, sweet dreams and Merry Christmas to all!

I waited till the night before to study for my Business Law exam...

Alright so I have yet to explain the title of this blog and my individual posts. Well if you hang around me on a regular basis then you will hear me say the phrase "Remember that time...." literally every 5-7 minutes. I began to notice the frequency one day and then decided that it had become and really annoying habit and I would try to limit my use of it, however it was nearly impossible. It reminded me of when I was young and I tried to not be a "valley girl" who says "like" all the time. Also failed at that. So when creating this blog I decided that it is a phrase that completely reflects me. Also make note of the fact that almost every single time I use the phrase I am referring to what is happening at that very moment, hence the titles of my posts. Each of them are continuations of my all time favorite catch phrase. So anyway, let's discuss the issue at hand, aka my finesse in the realm of procrastination. I decided that the best way to handle my lack of understanding of the subject of business law would be to wait till midnight the night before the first big exam. I'm incredibly brilliant. And now I decided that since I read a whole whopping 6 pages I deserve a break for my diligence. I love living a life of delusion. So now I must quit ignoring and putting off the inevitable. Wish me luck!

Au revoir!

Oh and ponder this...

I talked too much about losing weight...

Alright well I have officially acknowledged the fact that I have become one of those people that incessantly brings up a topic that no one wants to hear about. I hate those kinds of people so now that I have recognized that I am one of them I am going to do something about it. I am going to try my best to not bring up my immense frustrations surrounding my weight and my inability to lower it with those close to me. I know some of you are probably saying "OMFG, THANK THE GOOD LORD" I know I know... I'm sorry. But really you have no idea, and I mean NO IDEA how much this frustrates, depresses, and discourages me in my everyday life. I want SO badly to look the way I used to look and to feel sexy and thin. I don't say these things to fish for compliments. This is how I feel. I have an image in my head of how I want to look and the way I look right now, no matter how many times people tell me that I look great, is not the way I want to look. So from now on I will intermittently blog about these frustrations. But don't worry I will make these kind of rants seldom. I have decided that my new weight-loss tactic starting tonight will be to drink an enormous amount of water. I already exercise everyday and eat balanced meals but I think that drinking lots of water, and primarily 2 glasses before every meal, will help me eat smaller portions and leave me less hungry and prone to snacking. Alright well I'm glad that we have laid that out. So seriously if you hear me complain about it again just slap me on the hand. I'll probably forget that I told you to do that and I'll look at you very confused but I'll get it... eventually. Eventually... I don't really like that word. It requires me to wait. And waiting is not something I am fond of doing.

I didn't know how to blog...

I think that I greatly misunderstand the point of blogging. I have yet to establish an actual purpose of this blog. I have mulled over the idea of maybe addressing different issues in each post or maybe even just exploring different parts of me that I find puzzling or maybe just tell you all a funny story from my day. Maybe this doesn't have to have one universal goal. Maybe I'm just making a bigger deal out of this than I am supposed to. But here I am using the 5 spare minutes in my morning, after consuming my breakfast concoction of Yoplait yogurt, blueberries and Special K (try it sometimes, it's delicious), filling this text box with words. And lookie here.... Time's up. Have a lovely day. Stay dry. Make good decisions. Change the world. Laugh. Be loud. And don't let anyone shh you. ;)

I tried to understand pompous theatrical bullshit....

Oh yeah.... that's right now. And the past 10 times that I have read and tried to comprehend what the hell this prompt is saying.

"Sandra Richards writes: “Humanists and scientists seeking to articulate a ‘new science of the human’ have argued that human species survival depends upon our being socialized through the ‘enchantment’ of symbolic discourse into desiring a particular mode of being; thus, each culture must create, as it were, necessary lies or an order of discourse that presents itself as the true narrative in opposition to all others in order to function systematically as a behavior regulatory mechanism. By beginning to understand how we are necessarily seduced into thinking and feeling certain aspects of identity as an irreducible category of existence, we become aware of the limits of our own discourse and may be more open to entertaining different modes of being that address some of those limitations" (CAUGHT IN THE ACT OF SOCIAL DEFINITION, 50). How is this principle employed/enacted/embodied by Anna Deavere Smith in the video of TWILIGHT: LOS ANGELES 1992?"

It's making a bit more sense the more I read it in the context of the rest of the text and after looking up the definition of the word "discourse" which is, in case you were also unware, written or spoken communication or debate. Interesting. This is going to be tough to write because I know that I am can be an excellent BSer but... I feel that if I begin my BS now without complete and total understanding of the topic then I might be totally off. Maybe I'll go around the house and legitimately ask people to read it to help me understand. Alright I'm going to go try that. Wish me lucky. I'm doomed. It's already 12:44. Good thing it only has to be 500 words.

Blogging Shmogging

This is now officially the 3rd online outlet of Michelle Dekkers's thoughts, ideas and emotions. Those meaningless details of my life that are irrelevant to most. Where do my other online postings reside you ask? Xanga (Ohhh yeah... You all remember it. Don't deny it. You had one) and Livejournal. Oh the good old days where I would post every single day and would faithfully report what happened during 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th period of Jr. High and High School. If you ever want to treat yourself to many hours of laughs, go back and read your old old posts. So hilarious. But anyway, I am currently sitting in the TV room in the Alpha Chi house watching Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. Very sad episode, I must admit. I am also currently sipping on my breakfast black tea that our lovely house mom Martha bought as a result of my request. What an angel. The rain has finally stopped falling and will hopefully... alright scratch that. It literally just started raining again. I am without an umbrella OR raincoat for the time being. That needs to change immediately. However, I do have rainboots, BUT they are one size too small and make my feet fall asleep. Anyway, you don't care about that. Who is "you" anyway? This is my first post. I have no readers yet. Alright well I should probably stop procrastinating. I have much to do! I will spare you all and not make a list of it. See there I go again with the "you all." So pathetic.

Toodle-loo!