Saturday, February 26, 2005
Does anybody ever feel just disappointed with stuff? I've felt that way a lot lately. I don't know what it is.
Last night the CHCers went to play broomball... and I didn't go. I really wanted to, but for some reason I opted for staying at home with a can of vegetable beef soup and crunched numbers until midnight, trying to make my tuition next year workable. I really wanted to go- I love broomball.
For some reason, I felt left out. I don't know why. I have friends at school. But they all have better friends who live on campus. It's like a special bond everyone has that I always feel left out of.
Or maybe it's just me. I don't feel accepted very easily. I have a lot of friends, but the only ones I count on as my truest are those I can talk to easily, about my life, about their life; they're the ones I call on the weekends to hang out with because I know they will say yes and not have something better to do with other friends. Or if they do, they'll invite me along. Friends like the Justins, Jesse, Jessica, Mikey. David. Bev and Jarrod. Those are the people I am comfortable with. I don't have that friendship with anyone at school, but I've always tried, and I always end up feeling left out.
Maybe that's why I love camp so much. At camp, you're in, no matter what. Maybe the relationships don't run as deep, with everyone going their separate ways during the school year, but you know that when you come back... you're accepted. Nothing's changed, you might as well have picked right off from the August before. But then, sometimes at camp you do get some of those kind of close friends. Britney, Johannah, Troy. These are the people I can be myself around, and not worry if I'm fun enough, or cool enough. If what I have to say is worth saying.
I'm me, and they still want to be my friend. That's cool.
I jumped around a lot here. Really, I know I'm not supposed to judge my worth on what others think of me, it's just a bummer sometimes not being fully in a group that's so rad, just because I'm not there all the time. That's a major reason I wanted to live on campus, so I could be a part of it.
Oh well. I've got my best friends and they rock. ; )
Last night the CHCers went to play broomball... and I didn't go. I really wanted to, but for some reason I opted for staying at home with a can of vegetable beef soup and crunched numbers until midnight, trying to make my tuition next year workable. I really wanted to go- I love broomball.
For some reason, I felt left out. I don't know why. I have friends at school. But they all have better friends who live on campus. It's like a special bond everyone has that I always feel left out of.
Or maybe it's just me. I don't feel accepted very easily. I have a lot of friends, but the only ones I count on as my truest are those I can talk to easily, about my life, about their life; they're the ones I call on the weekends to hang out with because I know they will say yes and not have something better to do with other friends. Or if they do, they'll invite me along. Friends like the Justins, Jesse, Jessica, Mikey. David. Bev and Jarrod. Those are the people I am comfortable with. I don't have that friendship with anyone at school, but I've always tried, and I always end up feeling left out.
Maybe that's why I love camp so much. At camp, you're in, no matter what. Maybe the relationships don't run as deep, with everyone going their separate ways during the school year, but you know that when you come back... you're accepted. Nothing's changed, you might as well have picked right off from the August before. But then, sometimes at camp you do get some of those kind of close friends. Britney, Johannah, Troy. These are the people I can be myself around, and not worry if I'm fun enough, or cool enough. If what I have to say is worth saying.
I'm me, and they still want to be my friend. That's cool.
I jumped around a lot here. Really, I know I'm not supposed to judge my worth on what others think of me, it's just a bummer sometimes not being fully in a group that's so rad, just because I'm not there all the time. That's a major reason I wanted to live on campus, so I could be a part of it.
Oh well. I've got my best friends and they rock. ; )
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Rain, rain, go away...
This rain is killing me!!! We live in southern California people-- it should not be raining this much! Our parking lot at work-- the flattest surface you can imagine-- is even flooding. This is ridiculous.
In other news, a new blog has made its way to online journaling. This exciting new blog is run by J-Crew, which is the name Justins, Jesse, Jacquie and I gave ourselves a few years ago (you know, because our names all start with J....) when we were trying to think up a production name for a movie we had made. Anyway, the name stuck, and now we have made a blog specifically for the taunting of anything stupid, blonde, or just completely random that any one of us happens to say. So, if anybody wants to hear random thoughts on grilled cheese sandwiches, or how Justin #1 loses his purity every night (please read it before judging), or Jesse's thoughts on the moon, feel free to click the link to the right, called "JCrew". I think we're going to have some fun here....
In other news, a new blog has made its way to online journaling. This exciting new blog is run by J-Crew, which is the name Justins, Jesse, Jacquie and I gave ourselves a few years ago (you know, because our names all start with J....) when we were trying to think up a production name for a movie we had made. Anyway, the name stuck, and now we have made a blog specifically for the taunting of anything stupid, blonde, or just completely random that any one of us happens to say. So, if anybody wants to hear random thoughts on grilled cheese sandwiches, or how Justin #1 loses his purity every night (please read it before judging), or Jesse's thoughts on the moon, feel free to click the link to the right, called "JCrew". I think we're going to have some fun here....
Saturday, February 19, 2005
Profiles...
Just so ya'll out there have some picture of who "The Justins", Jesse, Mikey and Jessica are, here's some recent pics and profiles. Comments on any of the above mentioned are welcome.
Justin Michael Aubrey
A.K.A-- "Aubs", "Aubrey", "Justin #1", "Hey you", "Heather's brother"
Ahh, Justin. This one I have known since we were eight. He used to get me in trouble in fifth grade when we sat next to each other (and he says I talk a lot...). Justin's one of those computer geeks who's not really a geek, because every once in a while we can get him outside in the sun. He's always up for "hanging out", usually because we invite ourselves over to his house! As our unofficial video tech, many late nights have been spent at his house making our own homemade movies. Though he appears reserved to most people, his close friends can see the resemblance between him and his siter, the infamously overly dramatic Heather Aubrey.
Interesting fact: ........
"The complex anomalies associated with the psychoanalysis of mitosing butterflies in Afghanistan compliment the rudimentary dialysis of the contradictory chaos theory."-- Justin Aubrey
A.K.A-- "Aubs", "Aubrey", "Justin #1", "Hey you", "Heather's brother"
Ahh, Justin. This one I have known since we were eight. He used to get me in trouble in fifth grade when we sat next to each other (and he says I talk a lot...). Justin's one of those computer geeks who's not really a geek, because every once in a while we can get him outside in the sun. He's always up for "hanging out", usually because we invite ourselves over to his house! As our unofficial video tech, many late nights have been spent at his house making our own homemade movies. Though he appears reserved to most people, his close friends can see the resemblance between him and his siter, the infamously overly dramatic Heather Aubrey.
Interesting fact: ........
"The complex anomalies associated with the psychoanalysis of mitosing butterflies in Afghanistan compliment the rudimentary dialysis of the contradictory chaos theory."-- Justin Aubrey
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