Dear Professor She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,

To be blunt: I hate you. When I met you on Monday I was a bit concerned about our ability to get along but decided to at least give you a chance.

But when you decided to give your students a detailed, in-depth pop quiz the second day of class on an incredibly boring read, I have decided (along with the rest of the class) that I just really don't like you.

Also, your proclamation that you will learn everyone in our 80 person class's name so you can call on us when it looks like we're not paying attention, isn't sitting to well with me either.

Neither is your insistence on say "Right" Before, during, and after every single sentence. When your students begin to keep a tally of how many times you use "Right" and the number comes out to be TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN times during a thirty minute lecture...well, I can see there will be a problem.

I hope you soon get the bitch out of your system. Otherwise, we're in for an awful semester.

With all the hate in my heart,
Whitney

Trapped in a Cage

Two days into the semester and I'm already wishing for a vacation.

It's not the stress of seeing so many course outlines at once and the amount of work I need to complete that is getting to me, it is the mere fact that I just want to finally take control of my life.

I'm tired of being told what to do, when to do it, how not to do it, and how it should be.

The education program has a leash around my neck and it's only. growing. tighter.

I appreciate the fact that they recognize as a Senior, I should get more time in the classroom. Yes, I will enjoy observing/teaching twice a week. At the same time, as a Senior, I wish professors in the education program would stop with the mindless busy work, pointless projects, and infuriating demands.

At what point in your life do you ever have freedom? I'm beginning to fear never. There will always be someone to answer to, someone's standards to meet, someone you fear. The boss, the bill collectors, the government.

It's not fair, and I'm wondering why this is so. Maybe I've been in this damn cage since I was young, but now that I'm getting older it seems to be getting smaller.

Senior Year Starts...Tomorrow

I must first apologize for being so completely absent these past three weeks and more importantly, this entire summer. It was a rough couple of months to say the least, but I still managed to enjoy some summer, and managed to pass all my classes.

So here I am, back in Champaign, ready to start another - my final- semester of classes. I have a wide range of mixed emotions right now. I'm super bummed that I have to jump back into schoolwork so soon. I'm pissed that I have 17 weeks of boooring classes. I'm excited because it's the last time I have to stress over finals EVER! I'm nervous because my time in the real world is drawing nearer. And I'm terribly sad that I'm soon to be leaving my great college friends.

What's a girl to do with all of these emotions!?

I'm just hoping it will be a good semester. Most of all, I want my last few months of college to be fun. I don't think it's quite set in that I'm almost. done. I can't believe it! College has whizzed by. Suddenly I'm a senior and about to turn 22 in one week from today. Wow.

One plus to being a senior is how easy everything seems to fall in place. I'm not stressed about finding classes. I will be quick to get back into the school groove. I know what books to buy and what books to pretend I've read. I can pinpoint the freshman and feel a little bad for those kids who are so scared to be away from home. And I can enjoy Champaign, my home for the past four years. It's nice to be an upperclassman, for sure.

I should also be falling back into my old blogging routine. That is, if I even have any readers left. But this upcoming year should be a good one for chronicling everything; final semester of college, moving back home with the parents, student teaching, and beginning a job search. Yikes! Apparently 22 years of age is the age of change. Ah yes, that's why I've been dreading it since I was little.

I am happy to not have changed apartments this year. Thank God for staying in one place and not having to move!! Kelli and I did get one new roommate though (since MJ left), our friend Becca. She should fit in nicely and we're all ready for a FUN senior year.

So excuse me if you will, but I need to go enjoy my last evening of summer before Fall semester, my LAST semester begins. !!!!!!

Goodbye Summer!

Birthday Girl!!

Happy Birthday Amanda!!!!

The Big 2-4!!

I hope you have a GREAT day!

Miss you and see you soon!

Love, Whitney

Welllll, good morning!

Have you ever woke up, looked at yourself in the mirror and thought "Oh. My. God."

You know, when your hair looks like you've ratted it out while standing outside during a tornado? And your tossing and turning has left the oddest sleep marks across your face? And you must have slept on one side too long, because one eyebrow is completely bushed up? And you have so much eye makeup under your eyes that you look like a rabid raccoon?

Either I just had the roughest night of sleep ever, or some demon possessed me because I look like I've been to hell.

Au Revoir, mi amiga

Today, my roommate of two full years moved out, and moved on to Kansas City. Marty's ready to start her post-college life and I'm truly happy and excited for her.

That being said, it's still hard to see friends go, and not know when or how long until you see them again. It seems as I get older these sad sort of goodbyes are becoming much more common. I guess that's ok though, at least it means I keep finding people who I truly care about. I still don't like good-bye's. No sir, I would just rather pretend MJ will be here again when we start school in the fall. It just doesn't seem real...

Things I will miss about Martha Jarden:

1. Her snarky sense of humor

2. Her cooking

3. Her wit

4. Our mutual love of weird things

5. Awkward door conversations

6. Creepin on Jo-nasty (the nickname I gave her bf)

7. Being able to tell her completely random and useless facts and/or current media highlights

8. No more muffins :(

9. Having someone to keep me in line

10. A really good friend

Thankfully, I have lots to keep me busy so I don't think about how I am now living alone. I've never been more busy in my entire school career and it sucks immensely that I'm this busy during the summer. But I only have about a week and half left and then I shall celebrate greatly.

In the meantime, au revoir MJ-Beluga. I will miss you and I'm so happy we've gotten to live together for two years. Good luck in KC!!!!

Photo Courtesy of The First Time MJ and I went out, and within the first week of meeting eachother....awwww

HAP-HAP-HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!

Happy 1 year Wedding Anniversary Brady and Kenna!!!!

Congrats on your very first year together!!

I love you both!!

Days of our Lives

Oops, I meant Days of "Min". (*New codename for resturant) Because that is truly what my work has become....a soap opera. At least I don't have to worry about catching Gossip Girl or Grey's Anatomy anymore. Nope, I get all the drama I need at work.

So where did I leave off? Well, You know that R. and N. have been going back and forth since she found out he cheated on her. I'm pretty sure they were still doing the hibbity dibbity and I know R. was still seeing "the other woman" Jen.

Now to throw in another player, and lets see if you can keep up. N.'s best friend at "Min" is C.. I got along well with her, she's a very pretty girl and just graduated in May. She's been dating her boyfriend S. now for about a year and a half and just last Friday they were planning to move to California together (where they know no one) because S. got an amaaazing job there (he's super smart). They've been planning to move now since about April and C.'s been very excited about it all. Everything appeared on the right track and S. even told someone at "Min" how in love he was with C. and how he was probably going to propose.

That was until N. and R. broke up that is. It's funny, because when the whole thing went down, it was me and C. telling N.that R. was a jerk and to not get upset about it. In fact, I would say C. was hating on R.even more so than me. But then a few things started to change about two weeks ago. I noticed C. was hanging around R.quite a bit. I noticed him flirting with her a bunch. He told me she texted him all the time. And I began to become suspicious about what was going on.

Last Friday (the night I went to bed at 5am) I went out with some people from work, including R. and C.. They pretty much stuck to themselves and when everyone was supposed to go to after-hours at a friends....they never came. Turns out, the two of them went back to R.'s place, and spent the evening in his hot tub....alone. Oh, and C.'s boyfriend was out of town that weekend.

The next evening at "Min" the two of them were all. over. each other. I KNEW deep down something had happened between them. That evening, N. was supposed to take C. out for a last night out in Champaign. Instead, C. ditched N.to hang out with R.. Riiight, always a good idea to hang out with your best friend's ex who cheated on your best friend.

Now this past week virtually every minute C. has not been packing for California, she's been at "Min" hanging out with R.. Literally everyone working there was becoming sick with their behavior and just hoping she would take off to California already with S. before something happened (if something hadn't already).

So I go to work yesterday, thinking C.was off in Cali with her boyfriend, hopefully starting a new life....sans R..

Oh wait, turns out.....Thursday night C. broke up with S.. Because he "went to a strip club". Riiiight, I'm sure you sleeping with your boss had nothing to do with it. So S. headed to California all alone, and C. showed up at "Min" last night (surprise, surprise).

R. told me that him and C. have been talking on the phone and hanging out a ton this week, and C. was just really confused and he helped her make this important decision. I'm sure you did R..

The worst thing is, is that poor N.(who has been through a hell of a lot) now has to watch her ex-best friend and cheating ex-boyfriend/boss act super cozy. Right before she left work last night she heard R. lean into C. and tell her, "You look so pretty right now, you don't know how bad I want to kiss you".

Ah yes, the drama. Soon, there will be another girl, C. will realize she stayed for nothing, and R. will continue to be womanizing schmoozer. Ah yes, stability in an unstable place. Gotta love it.

And sadly, this week was truly Joe's last. Sad business, but a part of a new adventure....I guess.