the beginning of the end...

So here I am, Monday morning, the start of the last week of classes. This is probably the most relieving and most stressful time of the year. Yes, the holiday spirit has begun and people love to fill there days lingering around the mall christmas shopping and drinking hot chocolate. But no...NOT FOR ME. Throughout the semester I have not been able to work as much because of my hectic schedule. So I have basically been living off a $100 a week and are now obviously dont have much money to spend on lavish Christmas presents. Very depressing because shopping is my favorite thing to do! But here I am, sitting in my apartment, just brainstorming (and adding more stress) how much I have to finish this week. My list of assignments as of right now.... News Feature for Journalism, filling up an entire sketchbook for my art class, writing an 8 page paper on my ecological footprint (whatever the hell that is!), and finishing up two final projects for my other two classes. And yet as soon as i flipped open my labtop, the first page I find myself going to is always facebook. After sitting on that for approximatly 40 minutes, I gave myself a reality check and realized I must get to work. Now to top all of this already stressful day off, I am sitting in my apartment, listening to MAJOR construction (YES STILL!) along with banging, drilling, sawing, and the shaking of my entire building. Now when I first moved into this building in June, I was well aware we might be getting new landlords. Never did I know that these landlords had major plans for this place and myself plus the other thirteen kids living here would be the guinea pigs who have to sit and deal with all this work and then not even get to experience the outcome. After a little scene that left me and my roommate paying for an entire month of rent and not being able to live here during the time, our landlords told us that absolutly everything would be done by September 1st. At the LATEST! and now seeing as it is Decemeber 6 and we have just had all our porches ripped down, have had no access to the normal door and have a backyard that looks like a meteor landed in it.. just makes me a litttle crazy. And since we have had to use our front door, since our apartment is a forced three bedroom, that means the door we have had to use is the door in MY bedroom. So yes, whoeever has a 8am class, walks through my room at the crack of dawn...and whoever is coming home at 3am...yes, there coming through my door as well. Its been about a month now of this. Nevermind that they have told us they also want to vinyl side the house. So this is just going to be a long long rest of the year until May 31st when we offically most likely will never be allowed on this property again because of our overpowering bitching and moaning. So heres to me attempting to start my work...with a hammer in my ear and my pictures falling off the wall.

So fucking great. :)

I Had a One Night Stand With Christine O'Donnell

Christine O'Donnell, i felt very bad about the things that were written about her. And the fact that clearly this guy who wrote it is a complete asshole. First off, if ANYONE I had hooked up with had ever said such things about me, i would personally find him and go haywire on his ass. The things he wrote were not only completely embarrassing, but also enough to ruin someone’s reputation who runs in political campaigns. What this guy is saying about her is basically she purposely came to his house, drunk, to inevitably hook up with him and he was completely turned off by her. He had no idea how old she truly was and after hearing and seeing a few things, changed his mind and wanted nothing to do with her. A story like this could ruin her in future campaigns because who would want a drunken slut representing a state? Who would purposely elect someone who has all these crazy stories all over the media? It is awful that this guy would do something like this to this public figure, whether or not most or even half of this story is true. Nobody really knows because you only believe what you want to, but the embarrassing snapshots to go along at the end of this article don’t make her look any better. After doing some research on Christine, I started to feel a little less bad for her. I have realized that throughout her life as a public figure she has not done much too make herself look good. The first thing you see when “googling” Christine O’Donnell is “The 12 Stupidest Things Christine O’Donnell Has Ever Said.” After reading some of them, I truthfully do not understand why someone would make themselves look like such an idiot. Also her past claims of witchcraft don’t do her any justice, when she claims to be highly religious. Two of my favorite quotes that I have found from her are "It is not enough to be abstinent with other people, you also have to be be abstinent alone. The Bible says that lust in your heart is committing adultery, so you can't masturbate without lust” and "You know what, evolution is a myth." / "Why aren't monkeys still evolving into humans?" Are we serious? To be running for an election and for this to leave your mouth, you clearly do not expect to win. So now I know it sounds like I am bashing this poor woman but c’mon, you make yourself look stupid why would you not expect this young guy you hooked up with to join in on the parade. You made a fool out of yourself and now he publicly announced it to the world, and then you dated his roommate for a year. Poor Christine O’Donnell, even though she is high on the stupidity level, she definitely needs to make a good SMART comeback.

just another shitshow..

So, leaving school on Friday I thought I would be going home to have a wonderful weekend. Little did I know, things never work out that way. So it was on one of my best friends 21st birthday, we wanted to go into Boston, go out to dinner, have a night out. Well it obviously took all of my friends hours to get ready ( for no reason at all) when I had been ready since 7:00. After a long process we finally get to Boston around 9:30, and end up getting lost. So by the time we find somewhere to park and walk to faneuil hall ( in heels!) it was about 10:45, where we found out everyone needs to be 21 to enter the restaurant after 10:00. So ended up wasting a whole night when I had to work at six the next morning.

It was also my mothers birthday this weekend. I worked the whole day so I rarely even saw her. And of course, all my bills are set up to come at the beginning of the month so as of right now, I'm poor. So needless to say, once I get money I have to buy a nice gift to make up for the lateness of it. 

So after a long weekend of working, fighting, and walking I come back to my apartment and the walkway is dug up along with the grass and there is a man made trench going around our whole building! Like yes literally a trench. But anyways I really just wanted to get a good nights sleep. When I stay back at home, my new bedroom is the couch, one that is way to small for me or anyone of a normal size that is. All I wanted was my bed. And I did not have class until 10:10 today so I could sleep a little late. Until all of a sudden at 8:00am, I am waken up by a sander outside my door. (in my apartment I have a door through my room that leads to the doors and hallways). So here I am after a half hour of trying to ignore it, hearing all these mens voices outside my window, peeking to see what is going on. I open my door and there are construction workers sanding the entire three story stairs in the hallway of my apartment. Number one, I was never informed of any MORE construction going on to this place. Never mind at 8am, I mean we are college students, we do enjoy sleeping. So I go to the living room where one of my roommates is looking out the door trying to find were the noise is coming from, just as pissed as me. We were talking about this, both obviously angry, until our roommate comes out and starts flipping out on us!! Telling us we needed to calm down. So that ended in a battle of slamming doors and walking angrily to class. 

Now I get back from class and all the work is over with, which shows me there was no absolute need for it to  be done so god damn early. Now i have too much homework that I do not feel like doing because I am so tired. 

And as I was just posting my blog, my internet went out, like usual. 

Good Luck to Me!!

i knoww its been a while...

I know I have not written a blog since my first one. Truth is, me and my roommate ordered books. Something happened and our books just never came. So obviously our journalism book has yet to show and we were left stranded with nothing to read.so great..

Soo this weekend I went into Boston with a few of my friends and we checked out the Hempfest festival. We talked today in class about the decriminalization of marijuana and this stroke me as a chance to talk about what I experienced this weekend. So I went to this festival to check it out, I always heard so much about it. And I went there and was completly shocked. As I knew, you were not allowed to smoke weed in public. To my surprise I was obviously wrong since out of probably the 10,000 people there, almost everyone I saw was smoking. There was police everywhere but they stood on the outskirts, simply watching. The most I saw was a park ranger walking around, taking pipes and putting out whatever was lit. All I could think of is "this is like woodstock." There was various tents selling shirts, jewlery, and anything to do with smoking pot. All these tents were set up by hippies and such, and they even had there children behind there tables with them. It was shocking. People even brought there children to walk around this festival. I saw kids that couldnt have been any older then twelve, smoking and buying pipes. There was also people performing, like local bands, rappers, and singers. They also had people petitioning the legalization of marijuana and activists speaking on stage about it. There is a women running for govenor of Massachusetts and she was up on the stage, speaking of how she is pro legalization and how we were all the voters who could change it. Again, I was pretty surprised. I knew this festival had to with hemp and smoking weed but I didnt know that all of this was legally allowed. Underage selling. Public smoking.. And the funny thing is..not one person I saw or heard from was given a fine for possesing marijuana. So it makes me wonder about this whole new law that just came about. Is it even really active? Since this whole new law passed, I have heard of one person getting a $100 fine. She told me she never paid it and nothing has become of it since. Which also makes me think, even if this law is established and being acted upon, it is not followed up on. If the police were truly cracking down, they could have given a fine to thousands of people who were gathered at Boston Common this Saturday...

Just something I was thinking aboutt...

the beginning of blogging...

OK.. So my name is Amanda. Im a junior here at Bridgewater State and am beginning this blog as most of you know, for my journalism class. I have never really been interested in blogging..i never really got it..but now I gotta take a swing at it so here I go. I guess my blog is just going to be whatever I want it to be. I know part of it will be used for assignments and such ( i think thats the point of this) and the rest will just be me: my interests, my  stories, my life...and most likely complaining.

So this is basically my life in a nutshell... I am a very loud person. ALL of my friends are very loud people..and we come in packs. Were one of us is, we all are, and its always crazy. There is usually somewhat of a scene caused, bad and good, everywhere we ever go. My family is exactly like this too. Loud and crazy..but i love em. I grew up in the town of Pembroke, the common small town where everyone knows your name. Its a boring town with nothing to do, kids just cause trouble for pure entertainment..and yes I was one of those kids. But now I have gotten out of that town, unlike most of my friends who will be long stuck there. After commuting for a semester of college and doing AWFUL, i moved into the dorms. Lets just say.. i have tried to block that second semester, awful room that always got me sick, and even more awful roommate from my brain. forever. Then last year I lived with three of my friends in a suite in the dorms and loved it. Now.. we have all grown up and got an apartment, with real responsibilities. I live with my two roommates from last year in a small little apartment right next to campus...and its been a little adventure so far..

The truth is I have awful luck..with everything. And thats really not a joke. Thats why me and my roommate, who has been my best friend since we were like five, get along so well. were like the same people. she has awful luck too. so with our bad luck together, and now living together.. you can only imagine. But we have lived together now since the middle of June. We had a great landlord and we thought all was going to be great..we thought wrong. All of a sudden our building was being sold and we were getting new landlords. whatever. Then the next thing I know.. we were living in a construction site. Without any warning or notice our entire place was being gutted except for our tiny little apartment, starting at the crack of dawn! The drilling, chainsawing, falling wood, and the flying bricks were the least of our problems, when we had men banging on our door and walking throughout our apartment all hours of the day. Basically this went on for an entire month, I ended up in a screaming fight with our new landlords, almost had to find a new apartment, but now all is well... we just have the landlords from hell reigning over our life. And just to top it off we have security locked doors so we cant even get to our electricity box, have a lock on our heat box (when we pay for it ourselves!!!), and our landlords can control our doors from there house...so weirrrrrrrd.

But thats the most exciting news I got in my life right now. I can already see my homework assignments piling up for the semester and am looking forward to it soooo much. But I have now completed my work for the night and completed my first blog ever.

gunna go read my book and head off to bed. class in the morninggggg.