meine mitbewohnerin!

so my roommate cara is here! i absolutely adore her, she's so much fun. this is her last week this summer, but i've made her promise she'll come visit me while i'm still here.

i had a very nice word from my english teacher today, and that made me seriously happy! only 2 more days of that class... sad times.

umm... i used 2 extra meals today to buy shannon some food, now i've just got to send it to her. i still have more flex dollars to use too so i'll have to mosey on over there at some point as well.

so really, that's about all i've got to write about. heading to rock island in a few minutes to see the grandparents, cook some cookies for english class tomorrow (world food day) and get my makeup from my parents. big trip!

and yeah. that's it. i'm sad that cat's in auburn, but then again, i won't be in b'ham for a while, i don't think, so it's not a huge problem.

i'm going to bug cara now. i think we're going to live with each other next year- she's super fun!

love
lindsey.

au revoir

heading back to cookeville today after a wonderful time here in birmingham... although it was waaaayyyy too short. game night last night was super fun, with the fireworks and all... ahhh....err... went to a jewelry show in vestavia hills with the mummers and got two cute new pairs of earrings... friday night i did nothing because... i just didn't. it took me like... 6 hours to get here instead of 4.5 because a stupid winnebago tipped over on 459 and had all 3 lanes blocked. so i played solitaire on the laptop. that was good times. listened to some french rap waayy too loud to frighten off the dirty old man next to me. today is the mummer's birthday, so we'll soon be leaving church (i'm currently in mum's office on her computer at VHUMC) for her birthday lunch, then going back to the house for cake and presents. kel and tim aren't here, as kel is in mizzou for a ZTA thing, and tim is at his house in tuscaloosa, so it's a little on the quiet side.

my legs hurt bad.

i'm so mad, too. last night i was going to make dessert for the group, and my upside down nut pudding turned out pretty durn bad. it wasn't good at all. so that really upset me that i messed it up somehow. i'll have to figure it out. or just chuck the recipe and pick another one.

either way, last night's was terrible. but mum's bought some new books, so that's exciting, and i've got this month's discover magazine, so i can read up on new discoveries!

all in all, a great weekend and i can't wait to get this week over and done with - it's my last week of classes for this session! i'll have a brief respite, then start back up on july 5th. wonderful, i know! i'll see all of yall in august!

love
lindsey.

apprendre

Vous n'etes pas du tout semblables a ma rose, vous n'etes rien encore. Personne ne vous a apprivoisees et vous n'avez apprivoise personne. Vois etes comme etait mon renard. Ce n'etait qu'un renard semblable a cent mille autres. Mais j'en ai fait mon ami, et il est maintenant unique au monde. Vous etes belles, mais vous etes vides. On ne peut pas mourir pour vois. Bien sur, ma rose a moi, un passant ordinaire croirait qu'elle vous ressemble. Mais a elle seule elle est plus importante que vous toutes, puisque c'est elle que j'ai arrosee. Puisque c'est elle que j'ai mise sous globe. Puisque c'est elle que j'ai abritee par le paravent. Puisque c'est elle dont j'ai tue les chenilles (sauf les deux ou trois pour les papillons). Puisque c'est elle que j'ai ecoutee se plaindre, ou se vanter, ou meme quelquefois se taire. Puisque

c'est MA rose.

- le petit prince

to birmingham!!

love
lindsey.

bavarder

this entire conversation began off of the admittance that my fine fellow had never eated at Outback.

-Well, I shall endeavour to venture there anon.
Jolly good and nonesuch.
haha
Tallyho!

-indeed, my fine fellow
alack-a-day you've never done so for this mentioned day

-Indeed, if I may repeat such a worthy and insightful morsel of speech.
10:45 PM
-but of course
i would be honored for you to do so, sir
la, sir, but you flatter me

-To flatter such a fine specimen of womanhood as yourself is not only the duty of a gentleman, but an honor and a privilege and I thank you, madam, for permitting me.

-my heart feels faint and i must confess to an excitement within, sir, at your kind and gracious words! if only i could speak so well as you do, but alas! i am only a woman

-The weaknesses of the fairer sex are both acknowledged and valued, and I must confess that mine heart has upon a time skipped a beat because of their strengths.

-your tongue is silver indeed, sir, and i count myself blessed to bear witness to this graceful exhibition of prose and rhetoric

-If speak we must of precious metals, your companionship and conversation are of gold and platinum, most precious of metals, and thus more than enough in trade for my mere silver.

-but the beauty of silver is comparable to the most precious metals, if not in monetary value. and what, pray tell, is the weight of money in our minds? naught but mere clinking of cheap metal, and nothing more. Nay, sir, I hold far dearer the beauty of silver, for it has withstood the flames to be purified. And that, we must all acknowledge, is something to be valued indeed.
10:55 PM
-I must now be offended, for I see that your dismissal of your own skill in the arena of words was a most treacherous falsehood.

And I feel like a huge dork right about now.

-and i must confess, dear sir, that my feeble woman's mind is quickly tiring. alas, i have not the ability to continue on in this manner
haha, but it was great mental exercise
yeesh that was hard

(sorry, stud, if you didn't want it reprinted. i thought it far too funny to let it languish in our memories! ;D )

I'm very sunburnt now. i spent the weekend in rock island, again, and i got BURNT. and i can barely carry my books to class because my shoulders hurt so terribly much. this is awful! but i bear it with a smile, because my arms are tan!

got another 100 on my english quiz, but i doubt i did as well on our exam today. we still have 2 more though, including the final, so maybe it'll be ok. she seems to like how/what i write.

love
lindsey.

die Wochen!

I can't believe how quickly time is flying by! my heavens am i really almost done with my first session of summer school? amazing.

i've been having a rough few days with theater and english, tons of homework, and all that. but it's almost over, i guess. well, not really, haha.

mom and may are coming up next week and i can't wait!

april is going home this weekend so i don't know what i'm going to do. shaina's boyfriend is in on the weekends so i never see her, and theresa is always gone, b/c she works at home on weekends. and i ahven't seen jessica in ages! so i don't know what i'm going to do yet. bleh. maybe go to rock island or something. who knows. i'll have plenty of work to do though. woohoo.

ahh yeah, so i don't have much to say. i just finished a 14 page assignment... 14 pages of 3 paragraph answers to questions on life of pi. if you haven't read it, it's good, you ought to. but the questions... yeesh! and I got a head start and answered 4 last week... but didn't keep it up, so i had 9 tonight. oops.

anyways. my english teacher really likes me. she told me "WONDERFUL ANALYSIS!" on my last paper/quiz, stopped me after class to comment on another thing i wrote in there, and was in awe at my wonderful dissection of the significance of Pi's name in the book. that's right. AWE.

my theater teacher, i don't know. i'm mostly just bored in there. today i almost slapped a girl in my greek play group becuase she's been SO uncooperative, and i think he saw how hard i was trying. i don't know. we'll see. evidently most people wind up with an A in there anyways, and on my last play review he said "very insightful" and i think i was the only one to get a comment on there at all. indeed!

things are well, i'm tired, my matress is loud and hard, haven't gotten a decent nights sleep in ages.

love
lindsey.

kirche

went to church today at Cookeville FUMC... and i loved it!

they had an organ and it was wonderfully traditional, even if the preacher sounded like bill clinton and didn't wear a robe of any sort.

but there wasn't a sermon today.

he got up, asked what a teacher did, what a salesperson did, etc, and then what a Christian did. we all said a few things, then he said, 'alright, yall have preached the sermon.' and then he left. and then he got the acolytes to put out the Christ candles, and then the choir, confused, started singing the last song and we left.

and there really wasn't a sermon.

love
lindsey.

ecrire

here is my review for the play we had to watch in theater class on friday. yes, i'm turning this in for a grade.

i live dangerously. with my entourage ;D

Oedipus Rex

I know where Michael Jackson got the idea for his plastic surgery. He took Jocasta's nose, Oedipus's cheekbones, and the shepherd's hair and tweaked it, just a bit, to find his perfect look.

Much like Michael Jackson, I found Oedipus Rex painful to look at and mostly a joke.

The costumes and masks were outlandish and over the top, the acting was non-existant, and in all, I felt that something had disappeared long, long ago that would never be recaptured. That is the spirit of the ancient Greeks, and it, and only it, has the right to moan and thrash about. The actors of Oedipus Rex felt they had this right, but they were sorely mistaken. They took a fond memory, an idea of greatness that we could all hold in our minds, and they tried to bring it into our modern world. Like much else, it didn't translate well. Perhaps the previously mentioned moaning and screaming meant something to the ancient Greeks, but I was convinced that the poor actors had eaten a bad bit of lunch and had terrible indigestion. I also thought it was wrong to portray every single important character as suffering from narcolepsy; I'm sure that's what it was because they all kept falling over.

The fog machines were an excellent touch, and I couldn't help but hope that Jocasta, Oedipus, and the shepherd would merge into one and don a single glove on a bony hand and break out into "Thriller." The songs they did break out into were tuneless and really quite entertaining, if you like that sort of thing.

This wasn't my first time to have the honor of watching a delightful little play molded into an hour and some odd minutes of giggles and horror. No, I got to watch this very same version of Oedipus Rex in high school. I think it's better the second time around. That way, I can really appreciate all the moaning and screaming and wild gesticulating. It adds so much. And this time around, I was able to catch about 10 words of what the chorus was saying, which is double what I understood the first time. It's like hearing heavy metal for the first time ever; you know something is going on, and you're straining to understand, but it's just out of reach. And then, when the song is over, you realize that maybe it wasn't worth the effort after all. Of course, the actors of Oedipus have beaten heavy metal in one aspect; I doubt Metallica could ever roll their r's so effectively. Very Greek indeed.

I can appreciate what they were trying to accomplish. It's a very admirable thing to try and recreate the play exactly as the ancient Greeks had seen it. But then, I have to marvel at the ingenuity of the Greeks. Metallic paint, six inch fingernails, plastic masks... what marvelous accomplishments! All while they were inventing democracy! And then I remember that no, this wasn't how the ancient Greeks saw the play. It's how the director saw the play. And it's how I saw the play ruined.

The Greeks had one thing down exactly right- some things are much better off kept in your head and imagination, instead of trying to act it out on stage. I only wish Oediups Rex could have stayed in my head where it was good and enjoyable. Now all I can think about when I hear "Oedipus" is Michael Jackson. Oh Jacko.


life is good again.

love
lindsey.

traum

i just now wokeup, and i had a dream.

i dreamed that everything was like it is now, excpet catherine was at bsc instead of elon. and i was over there to visit some friends and ran into her. there was some sort of singing competition, only with groups... it was weird. anyways, cat's group was singing and i sort of mouthed/sang along.

i went back to her room to write a letter to TTU about not being able to put memo boards outside on our doors, and cat was very very mad at me. she showed me what she was about to post in response to my letter. she was mad that i had been singing along, i "sang my atoms toward her" (not sure what that meant... but it was there).

it was weird.

but i'm fairly certain that will never happen.

she did have a huge menu from highland BBQ and it had some random animated sequence going on about BBQ at the bottom.

and no, he wasn't there. we didn't even talk about him.

but jeremy walked by and was mean to me, but his mom walked by and said he was on the phone with matt. i seemed to understand.

and cat's roommate had a cat. he was so cute. i played and played with him... oh i miss my cats.

anyways, it was a weird, random dream, and i don't really know why i posted it.

last night i ate at fazoli's with april! oooh i love that place.

we went to the gym and i ran and walked and i'm tired and sore. i also did more weight on the arm things than usual, and so i was a little shaky after that.

all in all, yesterday was a good day, but i could have done without the dream. although the cat was fun. and i saw some of my friends.

love
lindsey.

la vie triste

Oh-
Can you believe it's been so long? Amazing, isn't it. i know we said we'd keep in touch but it just hasn't worked out too well. $.37 is hard to scrape up sometimes. Pride is even harder to scrape by. You know how i feel about shoes. You know even better how I feel about pride.

I'm still angry. you've left me all alone without a thought and probably not a prayer. ironic, isn't it? We were always at church. We didn't listen much but we were there. you'd think after 16 years, a boy and some distance wouldn't matter so much. Not after all we've done. But in everything one of us has left. And one of us has continued on. So i guess it makes sense one of us has left again. There's no more hiding in closets to keep from being separated. We didn't even seem to care at all. you never wanted to come to Athens and you'll certainly nevre come here, and you probably woulnd't notice if I came there. It's a sign of the times.

But I'm still angry. And I still have my pride. Acknowledging my presence when I'm in front of you means nothing to me. It's when there's some time and space that it counts. I've figured out, over this past year, who it is that really cared. And i've figure out even more these past two weeks who cared the most. You know how I feel about these sorts of things. It's takes attention. It's takes a few minutes on your cell phone. My gosh it takes a note on a website. You know what I need to feel secure. You know that I'm demanding and self-centered. You know my temper too. And i guess you know I'll see you some Sunday when I'm back in Birmingham. What's a few years and a boy, anyways?

love
lindsey

sprechen

well i've set a fellow straight. it had really gone on far too long, and i had to tell him where i stood. i hardly knew him and he was calling me 'gorgeous' and as much as my ego enjoys stuff like that, the rest of my felt squirmy because he felt stalkerish. now i've just got one more, and hopefully not two more to go.

i met with my english partner tonight. turns out he's a TKE, the only fraternity i'd been warned about.. haha. he seemed fairly nice. we'll see.

i hope i can get some decent sleep tonight.

and i've got to exercise tomorrow! eck.

my heavens, went skiing today and i did great! it felt wonderful!!! this living near granny and papa's is incredible... i got fried chicken tonight too, at their house. i love my grandparents. i love that i can see them three, four times a week. i love that so much.

love
lindsey.

dormir, peut-etre rever

so for some reason, i can't go to sleep. last night i fell asleep at 1:30 and got up at 8, and tonight i can't sleep again. i'm tired and i want to sleep but i can't. it's very frustrating.

so i'm in cookeville, and things are going quite well. but i have to wonder, why do i always get the boys who feel they can take liberties? i don't get it. i met a boy in the dorm the other night, and we just talked like i would with any other person. he emailed me about trying to call my room phone and leave a message but i hadn't set up my voice mail, blah blah blah. so after a few days i emailed him back and said thanks, i just hadn't gotten around to it yet. then he replied, asking for my AIM name, and i gave it to him.

so he IMed me tonight and after a few brief conversations, all the sudden asks if i have a roommate. i reply that i do, but she's rarely here. then he proceeds to type, " want to make out b4 you go to sleep?"

i don't understand. i just don't understand. i did nothing to give him the impression that i was the sort of girl who would make out with a guy i'd only seen in person once. it's bizarre! pas possible!

and it happened with a guy from birmingham too. always insinuating parties at his house, for two, sans parents. not going to happen, you guys! not going to happen!

regardless

my german is still sticking with me. i remembered why i'm not taking it in the fall... they only offer the second half of first year in the spring. so i was a semester off. it's ok though, i plan to use this time to keep up and teach myself some DEUTSCH. i practiced writing french and german today in theater and it went very well, i thought.

alright, so maybe i'll try another attempt at sleep. hopefully this one will go better. i've just had all this stuff i've wanted to do and look up and take care of... eugh.

since i only have a few friends up here, i'm missing the sound of my cell phone ringing. give me a call yall! i miss my athens and b'ham crews!!

love
lindsey.

broche

"PLEASE do not spit tobacco in the water fountain!!!!!"

i love this school.

love
lindsey.