<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995</id><updated>2011-08-31T11:01:24.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The views and opinions expressed in this page are strictly those of the page author. The contents of this page have not been reviewed or approved by Suffolk University.&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-6576204532844771147</id><published>2008-01-20T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:21:43.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Okay so I'm finally getting back into the swing of things.  I'm going to start blogging more seeing that I'm not as boring as I was over break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is pretty straight forward.  Not like last semester at all.  I dropped English because it was at 4, which is a long time after all my other classes.  As a commuter (I just wrote computer, haha) I don't have time for these gaps.  So now on MWF I have classes from 10-1 (roughly) and on TTh I have class from 11:30-12:45.  So far I love all of my classes and they're not TOO early.  I'm excited overall.  Then from 1-2 I have my radio show.  I don't know what to call it though - More Cowbell wasn't really a hit last semester, but it WAS at 8 which was very late.  Hopefully this semester it will be better.  The only thing that might stink is that the office is going to be bustling (I loved it when I was alone doing my shows) and that my friends might not be able to be guests as often.  I'm looking forward to starting up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my first class of the week is Ethics with Legas.  I honestly hit a jackpot with her because she's so energetic and cool, but she's also sarcastic and strict but in a good way.  I talked to a friend of mine and she said her Ethics class makes her want to pass out.  The people in my class aren't OVERLY friendly (I was given a series of strange looks when I joined a group for an activity the other day) but things should get better.  That class is the only one I need to get a book for, which is going to save me a LOT of money.  I'm thoroughly excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next class is CJN103 Presentation Skills and I am honestly in LOVE with it.  My professor is Power and he REALLY opens up our minds.  I talked to my friend who has him as well in another section and she said that he was calling my class sheep who obey him when we don't even know him.  I just laughed though because he's the type of guy who makes jokes.  This guy Alex and I became friends on Friday.  He's really great.  We both thoroughly enjoy the class and I think that having someone to be social with in the class is going to help me be more motivated towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third class is Art History II.  I missed it on Thursday because I've been sick all month with a series of different things and Thursday was a bad day, but I really like my professor.  I have Prof. Cramer and he seems to really have a passion for art.  However, I chose a seat in the back of the class just because I don't like when people sit behind me and on Tuesday I'm going to take a seat at the FRONT ROW because he talks so softly!  I'm looking forward to start learning some incredible things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it looks as though my car is going to be back tomorrow (we FINALLY got it fixed after lonnnggg months) and I'm looking to sell my old books soon.  Talk to you all later!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-6576204532844771147?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/6576204532844771147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=6576204532844771147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6576204532844771147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6576204532844771147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-so-im-finally-getting-back-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-2891307923857105667</id><published>2008-01-03T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:13:05.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;s&gt;Winter break has made me so lazy!  I haven't blogged in nearly a month!  However, with no school, there's really nothing to say.  Well now that it's a new year, some changes have come about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it looks like I won't be returning to Suffolk for spring semester.  Apparently I still owe them about $2,000 that I just don't have.  Campus Cruiser tells me that I have over $25,000 available for 07-08 and when I subtract all of my debits, I should have a $740 or so credit.  But instead, I somehow owe them almost $2,000.  So, I'll be taking Spring semester off and getting a full time job.  I want to make sure I'm financially stable before I go back to school.  I'd also like to move out and move closer to the city/T so that it won't take me an hour to get everywhere.  Hopefully I'll return to school in the fall, but it will be at UMass Boston.  I can't take out another loan, so hopefully I can use my MCAS Scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just though I'd update you all on this situation :)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU ALL ON MONDAY!  Apparently things worked out because my classes haven't been canceled.  Therefore, I will be returning to Suffolk on Monday!  I'm excited.  Haha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-2891307923857105667?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/2891307923857105667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=2891307923857105667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/2891307923857105667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/2891307923857105667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter-break-has-made-me-so-lazy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-8793231175930899525</id><published>2007-12-10T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T00:04:21.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;17 days... has it really been THAT long!?  I apologize sincerely for my absence - it's been a bit hectic with finals and getting on track with that.  But where did we leave off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first semester is over... and I'm actually kind of melancholy about it.  Well, about Beatles class, but I get to see Gallant in a month anyway.  His final was a take home and I sent it to him last night - I think I did pretty well on it.  I still owe him a little work but I'll get it to him ASAP.  I'm really glad he's teaching 102 next semester - I'm looking forward to him teaching it with the same passion that he taught SF132 with.  Actually, thinking back, I'm REALLY glad first semester is over.  It was a really bad one for me, just with a lot of stuff going on at home and such.  I can't wait for Christmas and just to have more time for myself.  If I were still in high school, I'd be anticipating the days until my week long Christmas break.  But now I have a whole MONTH off!  It's going to be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is coming home on Monday, so I'm glad about that.  She wants us to go Christmas shopping, but I don't have the MONEY to go Christmas shopping!  Not to mention every dime that I'm getting is going towards getting my car fixed (no, it's still not fixed!).  That's another thing that I like about the semester ending - no more trekking to the train station in the ice and snow.  It stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have two finals - Math and Communication.  I'm kind of worried about both but we get to bring in study sheets, so I'm glad about that.  I'm making mine up now.  I also need to prepare for my presentation for SU101 on Wednesday and then after that I'm free!  I'm meeting one of my best friends afterwards - I haven't seen him in forever, so I'm excited about that.  He's pretty much the only person I really talk to anymore - I've become really distant from a LOT of my friends.  Maybe Christmas break we can all get together again or something.  I'm supposed to be going back to my high school on the 21st, but without a car that might not be happening.  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for Christmas!  We got our Christmas tree yesterday and I can't wait until it's all decorated and the gifts are underneath it.  I'm finally getting a new phone for Christmas after three years of having the same phone!  Usually I'm not picky, but my phone is falling apart!  I can't wait to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably get back to studying for finals.  I'll be blogging more over break!  :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-8793231175930899525?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/8793231175930899525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=8793231175930899525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/8793231175930899525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/8793231175930899525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/12/17-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-131328176124289392</id><published>2007-11-23T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:22:35.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Happy Black Friday!  I hope all of you had an absolutely wonderful Thanksgiving.  I can say that for the first time in a LONG time, I did!  My family acted like a bunch of normal, civil human beings and what should be a quiet holiday didn't turn into my grandfather and my aunt screaming at one another.  It was quite nice.  Leave me a comment and tell me how your Turkey Day went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting a lot of reading done - I currently have 12 books out from the library and I'm speeding right through them!  I love finishing a book and then updating my status on &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/573391"&gt;GoodReads.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I hate to say that I'm addicted to the library... I go in there to get one book and come out with 6!  It's insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that November is ENDING!  This month has been nightmarish and the fact that there's only a week left is a blessing.  In an update, my car still isn't fixed and my mother seems to be okay.  My car isn't going to be fixed for a while, which adds about another hour to my commute.  I'm in the middle of nowhere - if I still lived in Savin Hill, it wouldn't be a problem at ALL.  But the fact that I'm in the middle of Milton doesn't help - and I'm not in the middle of GOOD Milton, I'm off of Blue Hill Ave which has nothing on it but houses.  So I have to trek it down to Mattapan station, wait for the shuttle, pay for the shuttle, pay for the train, wait for the train, take the train ride, and walk to class.  Sound fun?  It's loads of fun... NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of having to commute like this, it's FREEZING outside!  And, with daylight savings, it feels like 8PM when it's only 4.  Even though I'm a night person, I don't like that it's pitch black at 5.  Nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very glad that fall semester is coming to an end.  I'm not enjoying my classes at all (except for Beatles) and just want things to be done with.  However, Financial Aid keeps sending me bills, even though they should have all the money they need!  I calculated everything and because some of my school loans hadn't gone through when it was time for me to take out my personal loan, I took out too much.  Therefore, when all is said and done, I should have a $740 credit!  However, I got a bill the other day saying that I owe them nearly $7,000.  It's due by the fifteenth, but I shouldn't have to owe them anything!  I have over $25,000 in aid including my personal loan.  I have a feeling though that I'm not going to win this battle though, just like last semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I made a layout change so you could comment now.  I also added some recommended music and books and a song that I love for your listening enjoyment.  If you don't like it, just press the pause button from where the song is playing :)  Hopefully I'll fit in a few more blogs before the end of the month.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-131328176124289392?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/131328176124289392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=131328176124289392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/131328176124289392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/131328176124289392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-black-friday-i-hope-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-6480002102202827951</id><published>2007-11-19T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:58:03.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Thank you, November, for kicking me straight up the wa-zoo.  This month has been one of the worst... not in my life, but definitely in the past few years.  I haven't had much to say because I've been missing a lot of class, but here's the low down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1)&lt;/b&gt; Five people have died in relation to my family, two that directly affected me.  As I posted before, my great uncle Fred died on the first and he was a person who was very dear to my heart.  He was definitely one of the most influential people in my life.  Then, last week, my mother's husband's cousin-in-law died of the superbug which basically shut down her organs and gave her double pneumonia of the lungs.  She was 42-years-old and she left behind two children.  Their father died in November a few years ago, so now they live with my mother's husband's uncle and aunt, who have permanent custody of them.  Her wake was on Tuesday and the funeral was on Wednesday and I had to babysit her kids.  Richard is 8 or 9, I believe, and he's being so strong right now.  If I had both of my parents and I lost them within a few years span in the same month, I would be beside myself.  But he knows that he has to stay strong for his brother, Jacob, who is almost 7.  Jacob really doesn't understand what's going on, but when everyone was leaving for the wake on Tuesday night, Richard looked like he was going to burst into tears.  I hope that this only makes him stronger and doesn't weaken him, but he's a good kid.  He knows better than to let this defeat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2)&lt;/b&gt; I have been sick all month.  The second week of November I had a vicious stomach bug and now I've been feeling really nauseous and weak.  My throat is starting to hurt and I'm just tired all the time.  Not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3)&lt;/b&gt; My car is all broken.  We used it to drive to Canton so I could babysit the kids and my mother and Stanley FINALLY NOTICED that there was something wrong, after numerous complaints by me to them about the steering, the wheels, the engine, and the brakes.  So last week, the tire was stripped and my mother's husband got it changed.  Then, as we were driving home from after the funeral, it sounded like the tire opposite the one that had just been changed was stripped.  I said something but nobody listened.  So, I decided to go get some milk and ponytail holders.  I get in the car, drive away, and BOOM - the tire that I was questioning pops.  I was in the middle of a busy street and I had to hubcap it all the way back home.  By the time I got home, the tire was so shredded, I'm surprised I even made it back.  Now there's a donut on it and hopefully my mother's husband will take it into wherever he takes his trucks and get it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4)&lt;/b&gt; My mother recently had a mammogram done and apparently they found an abnormality.  This is really scary to me because nobody in my family has ever had the slightest bit of breast cancer.  If she has it, I don't know what I'm going to do.  This month just keeps getting better and better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I saw Dane Cook on Saturday which definitely cheered me up.  He is such an amazing person, it was a surreal moment to finally see him live in person and not on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling well at all so I'm going to go to work study and then head home.  Hopefully Thanksgiving break will do me some good...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-6480002102202827951?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/6480002102202827951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=6480002102202827951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6480002102202827951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6480002102202827951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-you-november-for-kicking-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-2789772651381796460</id><published>2007-11-13T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:00:52.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frederick Clements&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frederick David Clements Lt. COL. USMC Ret. On Thursday, November 1, 2007 of Alexandria, VA. Beloved husband of 69 years to Helen Clements; loving father of Sandra (Dr. William) Lady, Anita (Robert) Davis and Frederick D. Clements, Jr.; brother of James Clements; grandfather of Gillian (Daniel) Eccles, Jennifer Lady and Robert Davis, II; great grandfather of Jacob and Samuel Eccles. Funeral services will be held on January 4, 2008 at Ft. Myer Chapel at 9 a.m. Interment Arlington National Cemetery with full military honors. In lieu of flowers donations may be made to the Alzheimer's Association, 11240 Waples Mill Rd, Fairfax, VA 22030. All inquiries to Advent Funeral Services, Falls Church, VA. 703-241-7402&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christine M. Astrofsky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Brockton, November 10, 2007, Christine M. (Carella) Astrofsky, 42 years. Wife of the late Richard Astrofsky. Devoted mother of Richard and Jacob Astrofsky, and loving sister of Paul McCauley of Brockton, Michael Carella of Dorchester, Charles Bradford of Brockton, Darlene Bradford of So. Weymouth, Pamela Bradford ofDorchester, and Robert Stuart of Revere. She also leaves many nieces and nephews, and her husband’s parents Stephen and Virginia Astrofsky of Canton. Funeral from the Conley Funeral Home, 138 Belmont Street, (Rte. 123), BROCKTON, on Wednesday at 8:00 A.M. followed by a Funeral Mass in St. Edith Stein/St. Edward Parish at 9:00 A.M. Burial in Milton Cemetery, Milton. Visiting hours Tuesday 4:00-8:00 P.M. Donations in Christine’s name may be made to MSPCA, 1300 West Elm Street Ext., Brockton, MA, 02301; or Avon Walk for Breast Cancer, 577 Massachusetts Avenue, 2nd Floor, Cambridge, MA, 02139. For condolences and directions www.conleyfuneralhome.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been my month so far (on top of being left alone, having my car stop working, and getting a parking ticket).  Death, death, death.  Not to mention tons of anniversaries of deaths are in November too (and October 31).  My other great uncle, Duke, died five years ago on Halloween.  Christine Astrofsky's husband, Richard, died a few years ago in November (their kids lost both of their parents within a few years).  My mother's husband's father died a long time ago in November and his cousin died on Thanksgiving a few years ago as well.  Fun, huh?  Not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't really an update, but I will be doing one of those soon.  I have to get up at 5:30 tomorrow to get ready for the funeral (I'm babysitting Christine's sons and my baby sister), so I should get to bed.  Just wanted to update you on how life was going... as you can see, not so well.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-2789772651381796460?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/2789772651381796460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=2789772651381796460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/2789772651381796460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/2789772651381796460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/11/frederick-clements-frederick-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-9217122208084852261</id><published>2007-11-09T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T12:33:13.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;It's been far, far too long.  A whole week!?  This is unlike me.  Granted, I haven't had much to say, but I guess now I do.  I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit hard to believe that fall semester is almost over.  I love college because you don't have the dreaded terms.  Five (my school had five, most schools had four) terms of the same classes with the same teacher with the same material.  It's daunting.  You get a bad grade one term and then it's like a downward spiral from there.  "Well, I tried my best and I got a D.  What's the point of trying?"  But with college, you have only a few months with one professor and one class and then after a long break (my winter breaks used to be only 2 weeks MAX, I have nearly five weeks now!) you have a whole new set of classes with (usually) a whole new set of teachers.  I absolutely love it.  I'm very much looking forward to Thanksgiving break too.  I wanted to go to spirit day at my high school, but I have two classes early in the morning... fun.  I love the classes (well, I don't LOVE SU101 but I don't HATE it) so it's okay.  Maybe I'll go next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I registered for spring classes!  I'm very excited because I'm taking some great classes, but I'm kind of upset because two of the ones that I wanted were full with long waitlists.  I can always take them next year, but it was still a bit disappointing.  As for next semester, I have NO EARLY MORNING CLASSES!  I am VERY excited - my earliest class is at 10, so I'll be getting the abundance of rest that I need (well, two more hours of sleep than fall semester brought!).  I feel like even though I'm benefitting a great deal from my Beatles class, it's turning me off from staying for the rest of the day.  I guess it's my fault though because I have such a large gap in between classes.  Work study has filled that gap temporarily, but even still - in the morning, I'm in learning mode and then after work study, I'm just lagging.  I don't feel like doing anything so I end up being miserable in class.  This time around, my classes are well spaced out.  Here's an overview of my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;MONDAY and WEDNESDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00-10:50 - Ethics (Legas)&lt;br /&gt;12:00-12:50 - CJN 103 (Power)&lt;br /&gt;4:00-5:15 - English 102 (Gallant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;TUESDAY and THURSDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30-12:45 - Art History II (Cramer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00-10:50 - Ethics (Legas)&lt;br /&gt;12:00-12:50 - CJN 103 (Power)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the longest gap of time is between CJN and English on Monday and Wednesday, but it's only a couple of hours.  Hopefully by then I'll have a good, new laptop that's light and has reliable WiFi, so I can just do some stuff on the computer in between classes.  However, I'm also hoping for a new cell phone and a Canon Rebel xTi, but a girl can hope!  I'm excited that I can take Gallant for English.  He's who I have for Beatles now and I've heard that he does a lot of music literature study in the class.  We'll see though - I think he's a great person so I'm glad I can have him as a teacher again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of registering, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to register today due to my supposedly owing the school nearly $500.  I talked to the office of the bursar and financial aid on Tuesday and the bursar told me that it might be a missing Stafford Loan that was never credited into my account.  I was also missing Worksheets A and B, so I faxed that over as soon as I got it.  When I got that email saying that I was eligible to register, I almost had a heart attack!  I didn't want another fiasco like last semester.  Although, my loan better go through ASAP or my registration will likely be canceled... AGAIN!  I don't think I'll EVER do another loan with Campus Door.  Though they make things very easy and you can track your progress easily on the website, it took FOREVER for the loan to go through, FOREVER for the credit check to go through, FOREVER for me to get the documents... it was just a terrible ordeal!  I'll likely go with Bank of America next time around - hopefully I won't need a co-signer for my next loan (meaning I'll have built credit by paying off my current loan in small amounts and by paying a cell phone bill).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bills, I got a dandy parking ticket the other day!  I live in Milton, so I drive to Savin Hill everyday (safe area, usually parking.  I was raised there and lived there until recently, so I know the area well) and park either in the lot (which is usually full by 7 AM) or park across the street from the station.  I have never once received a ticket in my many experiences with parking across from the station.  But what do I receive on Wednesday but a big fat $55 ticket?  I was livid, so as I drove by the other cars there, I looked to see if anybody else had a ticket.  AND THEY DIDN'T!  Why does the God of automobiles hate me?  First the car gets towed and I get a ticket for that, then I get this?  I might wait until my next paycheck to pay it, just because I need this one to get some gas and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of paychecks (I like this little system I have going on), Newbury Comics is having their job fair on Monday.  I'm going to go today after work study to get more information about it.  I really, really, REALLY, REALLY need this job.  I'm willing to work 7 days a week during winter break if they let me!  I need the money badly since I'd like to buy Christmas gifts this year and I'd like to be moved out by the beginning of Fall semester 08.  I want to move back to Savin Hill and get a studio apartment - just a little place to call my own.  Nobody seems to want to get an apartment with me, so I'll be on my own (which I'd actually prefer).  It would be perfect if I could move back into my old house that I lived in before I moved to Milton, but in the third floor apartment.  The landlord is a good family friend, so he might cut me a deal if I offer to maybe tutor his daughter or something when she needs help.  Ideally, I'd love to live over the bridge (near the park or something), but who knows if that'll happen?  When do apartments usually start going on the market?  Anyway, I'm getting a lot of ridicule from a friend who constantly brings up that I don't have a job and that I'll never be able to afford it.  It's really irritating, but I believe in myself enough that if I get this job and work all winter and summer (during school as well) that I'll be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cars, there's no way my car is going to last through the winter.  The brakes are gone, the oil leaks, it eats gas, and now the front something is completely done.  The car basically steers itself and I wouldn't trust anybody else to drive it besides me (only because I'm used to it and I know how to control it).  It makes an awful noise when I drive it and the brakes sound godawful.  It's an 11-year-old Buick and it's the only car I've ever had, but I'd like at least a 2000 of any model.  I eventually want a hybrid car with good MPG, but that's probably not going to happen for a while.  I don't want to take out another loan too for a car.  Lord knows I'm already in enough debt as it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my mother and my sister are coming back on Sunday!  I can say though that having the house to myself for two weeks has given me a real taste of what it's going to be like when I live alone (whenever that may be).  I don't think I'd mind it as much if I were in a smaller area, but my mother's husband's house has three floors and I spend most of my time in the lower floor (basement) where it's creepy and dark, though fully renovated as a living area.  I get easily spooked as well.  It'll be nice to see my sister again too.  If I ever do move out, she's the person I'll miss the most.  She'll be four in March but she acts like she's 18 - it's hilarious.  I was talking to her and I said, "I might be moving out" and she said, "But you can't, I love you!" and it literally broke my heart.  Hopefully when the time comes, she'll be more understanding because she'll be older.  She told me that she swam by herself in Florida.  I hope she learns how to swim sooner than I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need a winter coat!  With the holiday season rolling around (and the arrival of red Starbucks cups!!  It makes me excited.), it's getting colder and colder!  Every MWF morning, I have to use my ice scraper to clean off my windshields.  It's a little rediculous because I had to do that starting at the end of October!  I have a feeling this winter is going to be a harsh one - I had better invest in some good boots for climbing the hills in the snow!  I'm not looking forward to having to go to classes in the snow - I know I will fall on my face and be the laughing stock of whoever sees me fall.  Not to mention, I see Doug "VB" Goudie filming live outside of the Beacon Hill Fox studio and I walk by while he's live all the time.  WITH MY LUCK I WILL FALL RIGHT AS I'M WALKING BEHIND HIM AND EVERYONE WATCHING WILL SEE!  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm not going to lie.  Suffolk was not my first choice.  Or my second choice.  Or my third choice.  In fact, my original plans were to either go to Emerson College or Columbia College Chicago.  I had been accepted to Suffolk and CCC, but Emerson was a big fat rejection.  I "sucked it up" though and sent my deposit to Suffolk with the intention of transferring to Emerson after a year.  A month into it, I fell in love with Suffolk and I do not plan on transferring unless absolutely necessary.  One thing that I love about Suffolk is finding all these nooks and crannies in Beacon Hill.  Before attending Suffolk, I had never been behind the State House where Derne St. is or where Somerset St. is.  I had never even been to that side of Boston, on Cambridge St. (where Ridgeway is).  And I would have no reason to go over there.  I've lived in Boston for my entire life and I hadn't seen these parts.  What kind of citizen am I?  Just a couple of weeks ago, I discovered the John Adams Courthouse.  Who knew a courthouse could be jammed between a large Beacon St. building and little shops near Government Center!?  If I had gone to Emerson, I'd be over near the theatre district and would have never have found any of these places.  I think it was fate for me to end up at Suffolk and I'm surely glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Suffolk, I still need a sweatshirt!  I want the blue one with the yellow writing and I think I'm going to wait until Christmas to buy one.  I had bought one on a splurge before classes started and then realized that I didn't have the money to buy it, so I returned it.  I had bought the grey one anyway and I'm glad I returned it because I wasn't satisfied - I want the blue!  Hopefully I can get it soon enough - they're so warm on the inside and I'd like it better than wearing this San Francisco one all the time.  It's pretty much my winter coat for now because it's lined with fleece, but people must think that I don't own any other clothing!  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is really random, but I made a list of all the things I wanted to talk about and I'm just going through the list.  One thing people might not realize upon first meeting me is that I used to have a really bad Boston accent.  Sometimes it slips out when I'm in a good conversation or an arguement or when I have some road rage, but I learned to talk in a more proper manner because it'll benefit me in the longrun.  However, today I was walking to Government Center and I heard two guys conversing.  I heard something about Danny down at the yacht club, but the way the guys said it made me laugh.  I really love Boston accents and I don't think I ever appreciated them as much as I do now since I started going to Suffolk (seeing that I spend so much time downtown now).  There's nothing more irritating than hearing, "Ya guy dude I saw Packey down at the yacht club in Southie and he was bombed dude guy," but it's hilarious at the same time.  If you ever have any free time, sit somewhere and just listen to people's accents.  You may not grow to appreciate them, but take them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job with EFCB is going pretty well.  Last night I spent a good four hours labeling all my stuff to hand out.  I hope people start booking trips using my promo code because I need to start getting checks!  I just realized that if I do work at Newbury Comics, I'll technically have THREE JOBS!  Kind of nuts when you think about it, but I can handle it.  I'm good.  I'm looking forward to start full speed with EFCB though and get the information out!  I've started by giving information to people in my clubs and would like to make an announcement in SU101 on Wednesday.  I'll email Nicole ahead of time and ask her first though.  If I don't get going with my journalism career right away, EFCB seems like a really great place where I could get started on a career of some sort.  I love working with Hamo and really love what EFCB is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I want to touch up on is the school shooting that happened in Finland.  I know some of you might be offended by me blogging about this, but I think it's really important.  In case some of you don't know, a teenager at a high school in Finland pulled a Columbine like stunt where he murdered 8 people before turning the gun on himself.  Before pulling this act, he posted videos on his YouTube account forewarning people of the events that were going to take place.  He praised the Columbine shooters openly in the videos.  Millions of people access YouTube, but nobody saw these videos in time.  I found this to be completely shocking because school shootings are usually seen as an American thing.  We publicize these happenings so much that sometimes the publicity gets taken out of context.  People become inspired by these events and things like this happen.  Personally, I find it a bit scary that these videos were up on a website that I post videos on and that I visit several times a day.  People need to pay more attention to messages put out there and parents need to pay more attention to what their kids are doing.  My mother knows that I post videos on YouTube and knows the URL to my profile where all my videos are.  If only this boy's mother had known... 9 lives would have been saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is an AWFULLY long blog and I'm sorry for it having been so long, but it's been a WEEK since I've updated!  Surely you didn't expect a little mini-blog!  I'm a writer, this is what I do!  Anyway, I'll post again soon - there's a long weekend coming up, so hopefully I'll have stuff to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm now offically a Yahoo! Power Mailer.  Certain Yahoo! members were chosen to have 20MB messages and priority customer service for frequently using Yahoo! Mail and I was chosen.  This isn't a big deal, but I find it to be exciting because I'm a dork.  Haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-9217122208084852261?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/9217122208084852261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=9217122208084852261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/9217122208084852261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/9217122208084852261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-far-far-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-3390690569378554757</id><published>2007-11-02T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:12:44.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Long time no blog!  Happy belated Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I've been mondo sick.  Been missing a lot of classes and it sucks, but I'm emailing my professors and making sure they know why I've been out.  I'm going to Beatles and work study tomorrow, but I don't know if I'm going to make it through the whole day.  It's been strange - Monday I felt better, then Tuesday it just hit me like a ton of bricks.  I'll spare you the details but let's just say that orally I've been putting out more than what's being put in.  I feel a little better but I still feel a bit weak and my head has been hurting all week.  It stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of my two week abandonment (haha, that's what I'm calling it now)  has been okay.  I handed out candy on Halloween.  Jenn came over and we watched America's Next Top Model.  I drove her back to her dorm but ended up staying there because I didn't feel well enough to drive back.  The only thing I don't like about sleeping there is that I have to sleep in a sleeping bag on the cold floor.  However, Jenn had class early, so I jumped into her bed when she left and had a nice comfy rest of my sleep.  Of course I woke up wicked late though and ended up getting stuck in traffic for two hours and missed my communication class (I actually planned on going).  Good thing I missed it though because I got sick the second I walked into my house.  I hope that doesn't happen tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that my great uncle, Fred, died this morning.  I used to be really close to him but he lived in Virginia, so it was hard for me to see him.  He was diagnosed with Alzheimer's last year and today he passed in his sleep.  It's for the better though - he lived a healthy and prosperous 90 years.  He was a veteran, a father, a husband, and someone who loved everything.  I remember him telling me, "I never say that I hate anything.  I always say that I just dislike it" and from then on I always used hate sparingly.  He and my other great uncle, Duke, would come up from PA and VA every so often and the three of us would do an abundance of things.  Then Duke got diagnosed with diabetes and he died on his way up to Massachusetts five years ago on Halloween.  The weird thing is, Fred died two hours after the five year anniversary of Duke's death.  I was so upset when Duke died, I cried for hours.  Him and I were closer than Fred and I were and although I'm upset that Fred is gone, I haven't cried because I was expecting it.  He's in a better place and I know that he'll always watch over me like Duke does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough depressing stuff though.  I'll be applying for a job at Newbury Comics at Government Center soon.  They're having a job fair on November 12 and I might ask for an application BEFORE then, just to show that I'm extra interested.  It would be convenient after classes to just walk five minutes to my job then have to drive and such.  If I get the job, hopefully over the summer I can transfer to Braintree or something.  I hope it works out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love, and rockets &amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-3390690569378554757?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/3390690569378554757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=3390690569378554757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/3390690569378554757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/3390690569378554757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-time-no-blog-happy-belated.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-7957635152525672280</id><published>2007-10-28T02:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:23:16.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;OK so I just realized that with my new layout, you can't comment.  I also can't read past comments.  Therefore, &lt;b&gt;if you have a comment, concern, or suggestion, please feel free to shoot me an email at &lt;i&gt;kcclements@suffolk.edu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and I will either address them in a blog or email you back.  :)  I also just noticed that not all my posts were accessible, so I set it so that 999 posts would show up on the main page.  That way, you can go back to any post if you want.  I think I might change the layout though because it's getting complicated with stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it's a little soon for me to be blogging again, but I also feel like I haven't blogged in AGES!  Let's see... yesterday I attended all of my classes and pretty much think I'm hated by everybody because I come in late all the time.  Look, I'm a commuter and it's a lot harder to get here by car and train then to wake up in the dorm and skip to class.  I don't know, maybe I took the dirty look and the annoying glance at the clock by one girl too seriously (kidding), but whatever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had advising yesterday, which was good.  I have a rough idea of what my schedule will be for next year.  It stinks though because a REALLY great teacher is teaching a CJN 103 class... but it's at 8AM and that's not happening again this semester.  I have crazy loan stuff to work out as well - I emailed Financial Aid and my loan provider but neither of them have emailed me back.  I can't wait until next year though when I can start ASL 101.  It'll fill my C a requirement and my language requirement.  For C b though I think I might take "History of Women in Music" (HUM 221), "Feminist Philosophy" (PHIL 228), or "Women in Spirituality" (PHIL 265).  Any recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a rough idea of what I want my schedule to be.  I want to take English 102 with Gallant and then CJN 103, PHIL 127 (Contemporary Moral Issues), and a modern science course.  I'm starting classes later and I hope to not have any classes for 1 out of the 5 days of classes.  Hopefully it'll work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I also was on my friend Rosa Mendoza's radio show and it was really fun.  It was strange being on the other side of the switchboard though.  This week on my show, I'm hoping to have a flashback day of 90s music that I listened to growing up.  It's always fun to reminisce and I'm hoping to get a few friends to come in.  Maybe it'll happen, more likely it won't, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and I got my English paper back.  I thought I did TERRIBLY on it, but I got an A- which is really great seeing that my first draft was the same as my final draft (long story of my professor not getting me back my paper with the corrections on time), there was no works cited page, and I only got two peer reviews (we need three, but I was out one day).  We have an abstract for our next paper due on Monday.  I also have a math quiz on Monday, but what we're learning is easy peasy.  I didn't do so hot on my last test so I'm looking to boost my grade :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-7957635152525672280?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/7957635152525672280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=7957635152525672280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/7957635152525672280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/7957635152525672280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-so-i-just-realized-that-with-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-6931584162244254210</id><published>2007-10-25T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T18:37:41.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I lied.  Usually I'm NOT listening to music when I blog.  Therefore, unless I AM, I won't post a song lyric anymore.  I liked that little creative element, but it's a pain if I'm not listening to a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I'm feeling sick.  My throat has been bothering me a lot lately, along with my head, and I'm feeling a lot more exhausted than usual.  I stayed up until 4 writing my paper for the Beatles class (my own fault, I know), fell asleep at 4:45, and then I got up at 7.  Not.  Fun.  Beatles class flew by though.  We had SU101 after that and that was good because we got out early.  Afterwards I went to the library, rented a laptop, and then just chilled for about an hour.  However, by the time classes were done, I was so exhausted.  I decided to go home and nap (one thing that stinks about being a commuter - not being able to go back to the dorm).  So I trekked home and had to get up for my focus group.  Missed that, but still made it to the drag show.  My best friend Jennica was supposed to come, but she missed it.  I met my other friends, Brendan and Lilly, at Park Street though and the three of us went.  I'm mad though because it said the show started at 8 and we got there at 7:30 and it was already halfway done!  It was still very enjoyable, though some girl brought a kid and that was a BIG mistake.  The language used was vulgar and nasty (especially during the five or so songs one of the queens performed).  It was very enjoyable though and the drag queens were so great.  I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I missed my communication class and I'm missing my radio show because I feel like funk.  Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess my mother, her husband, and my baby sister are driving to Florida for a week.  I have been alone every Halloween for four years now... I actually thought this year I wouldn't be.  But whatever, I kind of like having the house to myself.  I might have a movie night or something - maybe a scary movie night around Halloween.  My best friend will probably have something to do on campus at Tufts though, so I doubt she'll be able to make it.  It's whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go watch Good Luck Chuck, plus some really old movies that I haven't seen in a while.  :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-6931584162244254210?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/6931584162244254210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=6931584162244254210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6931584162244254210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6931584162244254210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-4275836641757012638</id><published>2007-10-21T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:00:55.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I met you&lt;br /&gt;You were sick but you did not know why&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys!  I feel like I haven't blogged in forever, but it's only been three days.  Well, yet again this weekend has been totally unproductive.  I had so much in line to do - now it's 10:43 and I'm trying to get The Sims 2 Pets to work on my laptop... right-o.  Anywho, I was late to my math midterm on Friday (by ten minutes!  Ugh!) but I ended up finishing 5 minutes early.  I'm pretty sure I got almost everything right but only time will tell.  I also got my communication test back and I'm a bit peeved.  I didn't see the part in the T/F directions that said "WRITE OUT TRUE AND FALSE" so I got ten points taken away.  I would have had an 89, but instead I got a 79.  Whatever, in my heart I got an 89.  And I'm proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio show last week was pretty much a DISASTER!  My friend Zi was driving me INSANE - all we did was FIGHT on and off air.  My mother was listening and she got a good laugh, but I sure didn't.  By the second hour I was FUMING - the only person I think I'd ever do two hours with is Lilly.  She's supposed to be my guest this week with Judy, but we'll see if that happens.  Also, this weekend I was supposed to go to Lilly's housewarming party and I completely forgot!  I got an IM from my friend David saying, "We're all wondering if you're coming" and then my best friend called me and was like, "Where are you!?" and I had honestly completely forgotten.  Earlier I had taken my sister to the library and we decorated a pumpkin for Halloween.  And of course I couldn't leave without checking out about 8 books... and I had already had 5 out.  Oops... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I have an SU101 speaker from 1-2 that I'm not really looking forward to.  Also, I have ANOTHER paper due for Beatles on Wednesday.  I have to finish reading that packet too.  Oy vey bay bay.  Also, I think sometime very soon I'm going to apply for a job at Newbury Comics at Government Center.  I figure it's so close to school I can just go after on MWF, before or after on Tuesday, and before on Thursday.  That way, I have five days a week.  I desperately need a job.  I found out they're having a job fair on the 12th of November, but I can't wait until then, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is pretty much all over the place, sorry about that.  Hopefully by Wednesday (oh yeah, I have a focus group on Wednesday that I COMPLETELY forgot about.  It runs until 7:15 - I just hope I can leave early and make it to the drag show and meet my friends!) I'll have something more concrete to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO: do you think that it would be cool if SFR had a webcam and you could go on www.stickam.com to see the DJ live while listening to the show?  Yes?  Me too.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little miss can't be wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-4275836641757012638?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/4275836641757012638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=4275836641757012638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/4275836641757012638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/4275836641757012638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-i-met-you-you-were-sick-but-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-928636968413842206</id><published>2007-10-18T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:31:34.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Where do they all come from?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, sorry I haven't blogged in a few days.  My last midterm for the week is Friday (Math) and I'm pretty confident now because Boris gave us what TYPE of questions were going to be on it and it's only five questions.  The fact that we can have an equation sheet as well makes me feel better.  As for the quiz on Monday, I got a &lt;b&gt;94&lt;/b&gt;!!  I think it was the highest grade in the class which isn't surprising since it seems as though myself and this kid name Ben are the only ones who really seem to grasp everything.  I was talking to this girl... Kristina I think her name is... that sits next to me.  I think she's a junior, but she asked me how I get such high grades.  I told her that I'm just naturally good at math.  Then I was thinking about it.  What would I do if I &lt;i&gt;wasn't&lt;/i&gt; naturally good at math?  I would probably scream and cry and rip my hair out because I get frustrated very easily and when I don't understand something in math, that's when I become the most frustrated.  Then, I thought about the first time I was ever good at math.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the seventh grade after my first term at Boston Latin Academy, I got a D on my report card in Pre-Algebra.  I was so scared to show my mother and even started crying the second I got home.  Before I went to BLA, I never got anything short of a B.  Now I was coming home with Ds!?  I showed her and she was completely understanding, but suggested that I stay after for extra help.  One day after school, I stayed after, and ever since then I got straight As in math for the rest of the year.  I was so proud of myself, but for everyone who struggles in math: one day of extra help CAN help!  I know it's intimidating to raise your hand in class and ask a question when it seems like everyone else gets it and if that's the case, go for help.  One on one time with your professor will only strengthen your math skills because he/she is focusing on YOU and you alone, as opposed to a whole class.  Anyway, that's my advice for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Communication midterm was pretty okay.  It DEFINITELY wasn't as hard as I thought it would be and again, having a sheet in front of me with things helped.  It took me about 50 minutes to finish.  Hopefully we get them back today (I have class in 40 minutes, I'm currently at the Sawyer Library utilizing their very good resources a.k.a. their laptops for rent.)  I came here with the intention of finishing chapter 7 in my Comm book, but that didn't happen after I went on YouTube and found last night's episode of America's Next Top Model.  I was watching it last night and at around 8:40 a commercial came on.  After the commercial, judging would pursue and one girl would get kicked off.  I was SO tired that I decided to rest my eyes.  I woke up at 1:30 not knowing where I was.  Haha.  Therefore, I missed it.  But I just got to watch the part that I missed, which made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is my radio show.  It'll be on for TWO HOURS!!  Listen if you can, please (http://www.suffolk.edu/radio and you must have Internet Explorer and Windows Media Player).  My 13-year-old cousin is going to be one of my guests, haha.  She just wanted to see how the show was run, so I figured I'd let her come today when she won't be in anybody's hair but mine (since Joe and his posse won't be on after, she won't be in their way.)  Plus, my best guy friend Zi is going to be on it for the first half.  He was supposed to be there last week but bailed because it was raining... typical.  But now he'll be on it.  I'll have to pay extra attention to what he says though because I have a feeling he's going to try and pull something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I FINALLY went to an SFR meeting.  I've missed so many!  It only lasted for about fifteen minutes and we discussed absolutely nothing.  It kind of made me mad because I missed a once-a-month Venture meeting for it, but I emailed Venture with my suggestions concerning what we were going to dicuss today at the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm SO excited that it's so nice out today!  I didn't have to lug my sweatshirt, but the buildings seem to be pumping AC full blast (I'm currently sitting in front of an AC vent and FREEZING) so I kind of wish I had brought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I should probably head to class right now.  I'll probably be blogging this weekend.  Expect a blog next week though because I'm going to the drag show at Donahue Cafe and I'll obviously have a TON to say about it!  Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw you 'cross a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;You smiled at me and made my heart go BOOM!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-928636968413842206?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/928636968413842206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=928636968413842206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/928636968413842206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/928636968413842206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-lonely-people-where-do-they-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-4531644255835832362</id><published>2007-10-14T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:49:30.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Time to get low&lt;br /&gt;Do the toostie roll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having the strangest dreams lately.  I've had this one about three or four times so far, the most recent time being today.  I'm at Tufts with my best friend (she goes there) and all of a sudden a shooting rampage breaks loose.  It's usually gang violence related, but we're running and there are gunshots.  We try to find refuge in several places but the lights have all been blown out and we're afraid gunmen are hiding behind the dark corners.  This one instance of the dream, we had to pawn our goods for money, for some reason.  I had two jeweled bracelets that I pawned.  And then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I feel like being a writer is truly damaging my experience with reading books.  I started reading this book &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Judges&lt;/span&gt; by Elie Wiesel and fifty pages into it, I predicted what was going to happen at the end.  Concisely, there are five people who get sent to a home in CT because their plane was grounded due to a blizzard.  They stay with a man who calls himself The Judge and he tells the prisoners (which is what they become) that by the end of the experience, someone must die.  I predicted the twist of who would die and I finished the book last night.  I was right.  And it's exactly how I would have written the book.  It was a great ending, but rather disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a math quiz tomorrow that I'm totally unprepared for.  We've pretty much been having to teach ourselves this material because he messes up 95% of the time.  I mean, I can't loathe him because he is such a great person, but as a teacher... there's something missing.  My Communication midterm is Tuesday and I'm not exactly prepared.  I have my math one on Friday and I still need to do an essay for Gallant.  AH I'M LAGGING!  It'll all get done and the next time I blog, I won't be as on edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my best friend got us FRONT ROW TICKETS to see DANE COOK at the TD Banknorth Garden.  I'm so excited I could scream.  I've loved Dane for years and I'm finally getting to see him.  My mother saw him at the Comedy Connection before he made it big and that's when I got into him.  I'm so jealous of her, but now I'm getting my shot.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I have to go now because I have to get something productive done.  Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and one more thing.  I got the position as a campus manager for EF College Breaks.  I'm very excited about that - we work on commission, but it's such an amazing opportunity.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hurt myself again today&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is there's no one else to blame&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-4531644255835832362?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/4531644255835832362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=4531644255835832362&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/4531644255835832362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/4531644255835832362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-to-get-low-do-toostie-roll-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-6044795264832490335</id><published>2007-10-09T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:19:32.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;You love to hate and hate to love&lt;br /&gt;And nothing in between&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long weekend could have been better.  I got absolutely nothing productive done... oops.  I really don't remember Friday, to be quite honest.  All I remember is English class... that's not good.  Oh, and work study.  Saturday, however, I went to see Paolo Nutini and I hate to say this because my best friend bought the tickets, but it was TERRIBLE.  We were late, thanks to me, but we only missed the first of two opening acts.  The second opening act was awesome, but the songs were at least six minutes long each.  Then it took Paolo FOREVER to come on... and he was terrible.  He was all hunched over and he wasn't giving ANY energy to his performance.  The only song I really enjoyed was "Jenny Don't Be Hasty."  And he didn't even do an encore!  But I had to lie to my friends and say it was awesome... it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that my two friends and I went back to Tufts where I spent the night.  We were supposed to go to a party but they had all been shut down by the time we got there.  My friend that goes to Tufts thought it was too sketchy anyway, so we went back to her dorm and went to sleep.  It was funny standing outside of the frat houses though because there were SO MANY drunk people.  I don't drink, so watching people make idiots out of themselves after a night of intoxication is fun.  The next day, a bunch of us went into Harvard Square for about 15 minutes (waste of a train fare) and then went to Cambridge Side Galleria, where I got a new outfit at Old Navy (which I am currently wearing).  I ended up getting home at around 9 P.M. and pretty much crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was spent doing a whole lot of nothing.  And today I ran some errands... missed my class though.  Oops?  Anyway, I'm going to see Dear and the Headlights tomorrow... I'm looking forward to it, but not the drive there.  I don't know... I might not go.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take us to your planet&lt;br /&gt;Give us your mind and we'll scan it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-6044795264832490335?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/6044795264832490335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=6044795264832490335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6044795264832490335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6044795264832490335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-love-to-hate-and-hate-to-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-5558158813865713806</id><published>2007-10-05T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:14:27.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hate is a strong word&lt;br /&gt;But darling, so is love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm baaaaaaaaack!  I didn't get internet in Cali, so I wasn't able to update you on my oh so GLORIOUS trip (note the sarcasm), but I shall fill you in now.  There's not much to tell and I don't want to bore you with every single minute detail (even though I probably will), so I'm going to try and keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plane left at the crack of dawn on Friday morning.  Okay, so maybe it wasn't the CRACK of dawn, but I had to get up at 4:30!  Um, also, I kind of went to sleep that morning at 3:30.  So I had to board a plane with an hour's worth of sleep.  Luckily I got a LITTLE sleep on the plane.  The flight was SIX HOURS LONG, which is the equivalent of Boston to London.  My flight to London was TERRIBLE, but I think this one takes third place (second place was taken by one of my flights home).  So we fly into San Francisco, get our rental car, and follow the directions to our... motel.  However, the directions were completely wank, so we got lost (of course).  We end up finding the place and it is a hole in the wall.  I mean, it wasn't GROTESQUE, but I've stayed at better places.  Not to mention it was pretty much in the slums - I didn't even get to see the Golden Gate Bridge!  I got a good 12 hours sleep that night though and we all went to Chinatown the next day.  My aunt got us kicked out of a cab.  I bought a few things and overall, it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after Chinatown, we embarked on our 4 hour drive to Pioneer, CA.  If I never have to see another plain, hill, or cow in my lifetime, it will be too soon.  We drove and drove and drove.  Then we got lost in Oakland.  Luckily, we pulled up next to a cop at a red light and he gave us the correct directions.  Then we drove and drove and drove.  After that, we almost got ourselves killed by realizing we were taking an exit we shouldn't have and swerving back onto our correct highway.  And then we drove and drove and drove some more until we FINALLY found this place, which was at a 2,000 FT elevation.  My ears kept popping - I felt like I was in the airplane again.  That place was a lot nicer, but the weather was FREEZING!  In San Fran it was freezing, but Pioneer was even colder.  Anyway, that night we went to a barbecue where the wedding was going to be and as I predicted, it was slightly awkward.  Volcano, where the wedding was to be held, was only about 10 minutes away from our resort, but the roads were so winding and there was no light to guide you, so we left before it got TOO dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day was the wedding, finally.  Kelly looked absolutely GORGEOUS.  She looks like Katie Holmes and it's weird because she is now Kelly HOLME.  It's kind of weird, the notion that she is now married and I have all these new "relatives" that I don't even know.  Haha.  The ceremony was nice, but it lasted all of five minutes.  My mother, sister, grandfather, and I left at around 8 P.M., right when everyone moved inside to dance.  My mother didn't want to drink and run the risk of driving those roads while intoxicated and I'm glad we left, to be honest.  I was tired and just eager to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning finally comes and we have to drive to Sacramento and board a plane to Chicago from there.  This flight was the second worst flight of my life.  Let me start with the airport - it was TINY.  However, there were these two people... one guy decided to sit down on the floor in front of us (literally not even three feet away) and do his yoga stretches... and then leave.  Then there was this woman who had on fishnet stockings and a mini skirt, but her bum was HANGING OUT of the skirt because it was so short.  But yeah, back to the flight.  We hit SO MUCH TURBULENCE that I felt like I was on a school bus that was driving through a construction zone for an hour.  It was THAT BAD.  Our layover was really short - we boarded very quickly and there was hardly anybody on the plane.  I'm just glad to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week, I've been playing Cali catch-up.  I brought my laptop to California and got my English paper and my Communication assignment done, but now I have a ton of Beatles work to catch up on (I did my math before leaving).  I'll be doing a lot of Beatles stuff this weekend, including a response paper that I just got.  I'm glad we have the long weekend though and I have until Wednesday to turn it in.  I think I'll get it done before, though, and email it to him.  It's been a little hard readjusting to all this work, but I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to see Josh Ritter at the Somerville Theatre and it was the best show I've been to.  Josh is so humble and down to earth.  I got to meet him afterwards and I got two GIGANTIC hugs, one that choked me.  Tomorrow night I am going to see Paolo Nutini, so I'm looking forward to that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's fast forward to today.  My friend Jess had invited me to a little get together she was having at her apartment and I was really pumped to go.  After my last class, I met my friend Lilly at Government Center and we hung out for a bit.  We bumped into my other friend, Rosa, and the three of us sat and talked.  We came across a really sketchy guy who told us he used to be a bouncer and he "did law.  I wake up every morning and do law."  He was full of it, clearly, and the three of us just laughed it off.  He kept talking and talking though and Rosa fed into it.  The first chance we got, though, we RAN!  Rosa went home and Lilly and I walked to Park Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lilly and I arrive at Park Street at around 5:20 and it is surrounded by fire trucks, ambulances, and police officers.  I got a little nervous because you always expect the worst, but I heard that there was a fire on the red line and that everyone was being evacuated.  Lilly and I stood around and I ran into Sue, who told me that she was trying to get home to Cambridge and if the trains weren't running, she had a good HOUR AND A HALF WALK.  I hope she waited until the trains started running again.  Anyway, there was a MBTA transit police person who told everyone who wanted to get on the green line to go to Boylston and everyone who wanted to red line out to Ashmont/Braintree to go to Downtown Crossing.  So I run to DC, where I am told that the ENTIRE RED LINE is shut down due to this fire and they "have no details."  I stood at DC for an HOUR and finally made it home at 7:30.  Needless to say, I didn't make it to Jess's.  What a nightmare!  It's times like those that I wish I lived on or near campus.  Being a commuter is really starting to take it's toll on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the longest blog I have ever posted, but hopefully it's fun to read about my crazy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm your locked door's worst knocker&lt;br /&gt;I'm your curtain's best friend&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to love you, you don't make it easy babe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, I read on one of the local news sites that the fire was a SMALL TRASH FIRE THAT WAS EXTINGUISHED QUICKLY.  All the commotion over a SMALL TRASH FIRE.  SHEESH!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-5558158813865713806?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/5558158813865713806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=5558158813865713806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/5558158813865713806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/5558158813865713806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/10/hate-is-strong-word-but-darling-so-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-5906291958186586415</id><published>2007-09-28T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:27:35.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now a whole lotta woman&lt;br /&gt;Needs a whole lot more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much dreadful up until 4:20ish.  I had the house to myself last night and that was good.  I got to sit down and watch America's Next Top Model.  I got my communications homework done and went to sleep at around 3:30.  I had a meeting in the morning/afternoon, but I overslept.  The only reason I overslept though was because someone kept calling my house and kept waking me up.  So after I would answer the phone, I would plop back down to sleep and start a new sleep cycle.  So I woke up at around 1 PM (the time the meeting started) and went back to sleep for another hour.  However, even though I left on time for class, I was still five minutes late.  That's because people seriously do not know how to drive.  There was so much traffic from people not paying attention, stopping at green lights, etc.  I ended up getting to Savin Hill at around 3:25.  I found a spot in the parking spot and I RUSHED to pay.  Just as I hit the bottom stair to get on the platform, the doors shut for my train.  I was so peeved that I had just missed the train.  It was just one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another train comes at around 3:35 and I get on it and it just sits there.  It sits there for a good minute for no reason.  By this time, if the train had left then, I would have been just on time.  But no.  We finally leave and halfway to JFK, it's announced that THE TRAIN IS BEING TAKEN OUT OF SERVICE.  We all had to get off at JFK and wait for the next train.  That was like the icing on the cake, I was FURIOUS.  So the next train comes and I end up getting to Park St. at 4 (by a miracle) and I ran to class.  Then, she decides to be nice and end class at 4:20.  That is both good and bad.  Good because it's always good to get out early, bad because I RAN there for nothing.  But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My radio show was tonight too and I had my friend JHo come on it.  However, I left my iPod in my hot car all night (another plus to my wonderful day) and it had died.  Last week, though, there were iPod wires in the computers, so I figured when I got there, I could just plug in my iPod and charge it.  BUT OF COURSE when I get there, there are no iPod wires!  So it was my worst show yet because I had no material.  I had fun though.  Then, I drove by my friend Zi's house and we hung out together for almost a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, however, I have to board an 8AM flight to California for a wedding.  I still haven't packed - it's 1:26 AM.  Plus, I have to write a paper, read my communications book, and read The Beatles books during my weekend.  Oy oy oy!  I'm bringing my laptop but I'm a little nervous about it.  It's so heavy too, I'm kind of dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I think I'm getting strep.  I woke up this morning and my throat was raw.  GREAT DAY, EH!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can get internet access in Cali, I'll blog while there.  Otherwise, I'll talk to you all on Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every night my dream's the same&lt;br /&gt;Same old city with a different name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-5906291958186586415?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/5906291958186586415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=5906291958186586415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/5906291958186586415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/5906291958186586415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/09/now-whole-lotta-woman-needs-whole-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-1708912342596145157</id><published>2007-09-24T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:41:14.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;So you're gonna have to show me how that dance is done&lt;br /&gt;The one where somebody leaves someone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first time I've actually had lunch in between classes.  And I'm like three weeks in.  After Math 130 (which I wanted to just run out of screaming because my professor makes the problem 15x more difficult to do when I've been done for five minutes), I only had about 45 minutes until English.  I wanted to get like a slice of pizza, so I went into this little sub shop.  I walked in and greeted the guy and didn't see anything that a run of the mill sub shop would have.  I didn't want to walk out though and seem rude, so when I saw "Chicken, Ziti, and Broccoli" I ordered that.  I was kind of worried because I thought it was going to take a half an hour or something and I didn't have much time, but it was done in FIVE MINUTES.  And it was SO GOOD!  It was served on a real plate with real silverware and Italian bread, it was so weird.  The guy was so nice too (this blog is so juvenile, haha).  If any of you have time, go to the Uptown Cafe on Cambridge St. (take the hill down from Donahue/Archer on Temple St., turn right at the end, and it's just a little ways down.)  I'm definitely going there again.  However, I burned my mouth and now it's a little sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English 101 class is starting to get a little more interesting.  Except for the fact that we spend the whole 50 minutes (or more, because he always loses track of time and keeps us after) discussing ONE thing.  However, today we had a good discussion and I actually enjoyed it.  There are a few people in class though that I cannot STAND, just because they think they're better than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My math class is filling up quite fast.  There wasn't one seat left today.  However, I wasn't very sympathetic to those who had to search for a seat because they came about ten minutes late.  I hate that - when people come late to class and just expect it to be okay.  I don't know, I guess I just take for granted the fact that I have so much time in between classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day of work study with Sue.  I felt like I was in sociology class again, but it was cool.  I got to read a lot of good articles on social networking, blogging, and email.  A lot of the stuff was the same, but I got through everything.  I like it though.  It breaks up my days a great deal.  Now I don't have four hour gaps between classes on Monday and Friday.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other, non school related news, my wisdom teeth are finally almost in.  But it hurts.  my right side is a little uncomfortable today.  They're coming in well though.  I still need braces of some sort :(  And a haircut.  I want layers and side bangs.  Just because.  I also bought some new jeans and shirts yesterday, so that was good.  However, I fell in love with a pair of BCBG Paris pumps and I couldn't get them, so that kind of put a damper on my mood.  I've been really grumpy lately and it's shown.  I just made up with my friend after being grumpy and her being mad at me.  Haha, but it's good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I might incorporate some vlogs into this.  Video blogs = vlogs.  I have a YouTube account already and I know how to edit the videos.  So why not?  I'll run it by Sue... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't give up, you got a reason to live&lt;br /&gt;Can't forget, we only get what we give&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-1708912342596145157?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/1708912342596145157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=1708912342596145157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/1708912342596145157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/1708912342596145157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-youre-gonna-have-to-show-me-how-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-6421118082151578355</id><published>2007-09-21T13:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:32:19.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby let's cruise away from here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1:20 P.M. right now.  I should be in Donahue 2something listening to Boris lecture about lines on the graph, slopes, and "from my point of view" homework.  But instead, I'm here blogging.  Why?  Because I overslept through TWO of my classes.  Reason being?  I decided to stay up until 4:30 talking to a friend (I feel I can actually call him that now) even though I knew I had to get up at 6.  But whatever, I was up for it.  I set my alarm for 5:45 just because I like to hit snooze a few times, but woke up at 9:30 instead.  Beatles class was OVER.  My mother comes in and I'm in a frenzy, but I fell back asleep after setting my alarm for 11.  I wake up at 12:30.  Seriously, what is wrong with me?  Besides the fact that I'm sleep deprived (well not NOW), WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?  I need someone to light a fire under my bed just so I can get out of bed every morning.  It's terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to my English class.  I'm still a bit "meh" about it.  We have an essay assigned today, which is why I'm not missing this class.  Then I have work study, which I'm really looking forward to going to.  I think I might hit up some places around school and get a weekend job though, because I'm hard up for money, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that at this time next week, I'm either going to be in Logan Airport or on a plane to California (against my will).  The wedding has come so fast and I don't even have a dress yet!!  Anyway, I'm not looking forward to it, but it'll be a nice change of scenery - the last time I had that was when I went to London in June 2006.  That was also the last time I wrote anything.  The talk with my friend last night has inspired me to start writing again.  I think I'll do just that this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop now before it's too late&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-6421118082151578355?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/6421118082151578355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=6421118082151578355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6421118082151578355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/6421118082151578355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-lets-cruise-away-from-here-its-120.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-4639272375846053856</id><published>2007-09-21T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T01:44:07.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh no, I talk it over with mother&lt;br /&gt;I talk it through with the cops&lt;br /&gt;They give us the same answer&lt;br /&gt;Keep being careful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today marks my official second week at Suffolk (or yesterday, considering it's past midnight).  And to be honest, not much has happened.  I made, like, two new friends and I feel like old friends are starting to want nothing to do with me.  Hello, College!  I don't know, I'm hoping that by getting involved in these clubs, I meet new people and make new friends.  I don't know, I dread that it's just NOT going to happen though.  OH WOE IS ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my best friend of almost ten years came to Suffolk today.  She attended my communications class (and thought Vicki was hilarious) and was on my radio show, though she didn't have much to say.  We're both very introverted, so I can understand.  I happen to get a little more loose when I'm on my show, which is a good thing.  Nobody wants someone who's overly tense doing a radio show.  I'm starting to get the hang of things though.  OH!  And my iPod was nearly dead and that's where I get my music from.  Apparently God loves me because there were some iPod cables in the computers and I could charge my iPod while doing my show.  SA-WEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, next semester I'm going to plan my schedule more accordingly for a commuter.  I'm always going to be a commuter - probably never going to be able to get a dorm - so I may as well not pick morning classes unless completely necessary and group my classes together better.  This whole having 9AM to 1PM thing free and having no money is REALLY taking it's toll on me.  It's not like I can go see a movie or anything, or go shopping.  It stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had my first Venture meeting.  Up until today, I always thought it was called Ventures.  Now I know it's not.  Haha.  But of course, I was five minutes late... such a shocker!  However, I shall not be late for my Beacon meeting next week, seeing that I'll have already been on campus.  I'm really looking forward to that though because it'll break up my day a bit.  I'll meet some new people, hopefully, and all that fun stuff.  So yeah... this is the most boring blog I've posted, in my opinion.  But hopefully I'll have more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot to mention that I'm being held against my will and I have to go to California next weekend for a wedding.  I'm flying out on Friday and my plane lands at about midnight on Tuesday morning.  Good thing my class is at 4 on Tuesday, eh?  I might just have to miss any meetings that Tuesday - jetlag much?  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Men are coming to take me away&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I know I can't stay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-4639272375846053856?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/4639272375846053856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=4639272375846053856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/4639272375846053856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/4639272375846053856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-no-i-talk-it-over-with-mother-i-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-537123676937713683</id><published>2007-09-14T23:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:48:50.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Throw all consequence aside&lt;br /&gt;and a cheerless pyre we will set alight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I feel like I'm blogging frequently, but that's a good thing.  So, right now, let's just say that my eyes are only half open.  I can't believe the amount of sleep I've been getting - meaning that I have hardly gotten any!  I thought getting five hours before a day of high school was bad - try getting two hours before a day of college with four classes that start at 8 AM and end at 4 PM.  I can't keep buying Starbucks either because my money is running low and to be honest, coffee doesn't affect me.  I feel like I could go to Starbucks six times a day and still be as tired as I was before.  That's another thing though - I have never drank as much coffee as I do now.  I feel like I'm becoming coffee dependent even though it doesn't affect me as much as it should, y'know?  I do know a little someone who is now addicted to cappuccinos though... COUGH*JULIANA*COUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my experience at Suffolk is getting better.  I still haven't met a plethora of new people and this whole getting up at 6 to commute thing is really terrible for me.  I've already arrived late to my Beatles seminar two or three times now just because of traffic and delays and such.  But I honestly can't bring myself to get up any earlier than that.  I feel really badly when David (Professor Gallant) is teaching and I just stroll in like, "Oops."  Hopefully I can catch up on some sleep this weekend and arrive EARLY on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  So on Tuesday, the 11th, I had my first rainy day at Suffolk.  And it wasn't a sprinkle - it was a DOWNPOUR!  I don't know why I didn't mention this in my last blog, seeing that it happened on the 11th (the last day I blogged), but whatever.  I left my house to go to my communications class and it was raining hard.  No biggie, I was just going to my car to drive to the T station.  So I'm driving and it just seems to get progressively worse.  By the time I get to Park Street, the streets are cleared and it is like a monsoon - I got SO soaked and I had to sit through my hour and fifteen minute long communications class sopping.  My socks got soaked and the next morning, my shoes were still wet.  It was terrible.  I really wish I lived on campus or close to the campus because I probably could have prevented that from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off on tangents, but I'm basically just blogging about the list I made last night.  Bear with me too - I'm half awake, haha.  Next on the agenda is yesterday.  So, last night I had my first show at SFR and I was REALLY, REALLY nervous, but I think it went well.  I now have a name for my show that I shall not reveal for fear of it being stolen, but it's pretty clever.  I was the only one in the studio for about 45 minutes, until the next group came in.  Next week though, my friend is supposed to be my "guest" so that I'm basically not alone, haha.  So PEOPLE LISTEN TO MY RADIO SHOW THURSDAY 8-9 PM ON SFR!  Yeah, so I ended my set with Marilyn Manson's cover of "What Goes Around...Comes Around" and some guy called and basically told me that the song was trash.  I like it, personally.  I think it's different, but he was just a jerk, haha.  So I stuck around for Joe Ransom's show for about ten minutes and took the train to my car.  BUT TO MY SURPRISE, when I arrive at where I parked my car, the car is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GONE!&lt;/span&gt;  I walked around the area to see if maybe I had parked somewhere else, but it was just gone.  So I walked to my old house to see if my old landlord could possibly let me use his phone, but it was really late and everyone was asleep.  LUCKILY there were some old neighbors of mine on the street taking their dogs for a late night walk and one of the women, Donna, gave me a ride home with her husband and their dog.  So Stanley (my mother's husband) comes home and then goes to get the car.  Long story short, I have the car but I owe him $150.  I had had a great day too up to that point!  Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, onto the Suffolk Voice.  I'm getting myself involved in a LOT of clubs.  It might be overwhelming at first, but I think I can handle it.  The only thing that might conflict is these idiotic SU 101 MANDATORY things that we have to go to, like speakers and fairs and such.  It conflicts with my meeting periods and Thursday I have to miss a speaker to go to a mandatory Ventures meeting.  I don't understand - it's a ONE credit course and there's more to do in that class than my others combined.  But yeah, I'm writing for the Suffolk Voice now and my piece is on the wireless internet on campus.  I have to get started on that but plan on spending a large portion of the weekend on it.  I'm very excited though and I plan on writing concert reviews for Paolo Nutini and Josh Ritter in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, about Ventures.  I applied to be on the editorial staff and I honestly didn't think I would get it.  But right before my SFR show, I checked my email and I'm on the staff!  I'm wicked excited about it - it's a great opportunity and I will definitely reap much from the experience.  And I'm also going to get involved with the Beacon Yearbook, for which I have a meeting on Monday the 24th.  I'm looking forward to diving head first right into these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one last thing - PHOCUS.  I met Ken Martin today and basically found out that I'll have to go to the Student Activities office and request to have PHOCUS become up and running again.  I don't know if that makes me a leader of the club or what, but I guess I'm in charge of that now.  So I'll have to go down there on Monday and sort things out.  He said one of the dark rooms is in danger of being turned into a closet and I wouldn't want that, so I need to go soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't think of much more to say except that I have a TON TON TON of work to do this weekend and will likely not blog until Monday night.  But until then, have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the other girls here are stars&lt;br /&gt;You are the Northern Lights&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-537123676937713683?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/537123676937713683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=537123676937713683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/537123676937713683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/537123676937713683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/09/throw-all-consequence-aside-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-1138452932852609224</id><published>2007-09-11T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:17:19.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't practice Santeria&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got no crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's kind of weird that today is the six year anniversary of September 11.  Not to mention, six years ago I had just started my first year at BLA and had no idea what to do in this big new school.  Today, I feel the exact same way.  I'm finding my way around fine, but it's still all new to me.  I am meeting more people though, which is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here's one thing that is really bad about being a commuter - waking up late!  If I happened to live on-campus, I probably wouldn't have missed the meeting for the Suffolk Voice.  But today, even if I hadn't showered and had left the second I woke up, I still would have been a half an hour late for the meeting.  So yeah, I emailed Mike and hopefully he'll be nice and tell me what went down.  Also, if i hadn't IMed Suffolk Free Radio last night, I wouldn't have known about their meeting on Thursday!  I'm going to make that one - my mother promised to wake me up by 11 if I wasn't up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had one class and it was good.  I seriously love Vicki.  Please, anybody reading this that has the opportunity to take her class, do so.  Even though it's way too early in the year for anybody to possibly be reading this, haha.  I met a new person this week in class.  He seems really nice.  After class, Juliana and I walked to the T together to go home, but found that at the State House, a Firefighters memorial was being revealed, so we stuck around for that.  It was really nice, there were hundreds of firefighters there.  It was a bit overwhelming.  Deval was there and apparently John Kerry wanted to be there, but he couldn't make it.  The man speaking definitely said "supposedly, John Kerry wanted to be here" as if he was very skeptical about it, haha.  It was a bit insulting to John, but whatever.  The memorial is really nice.  It's right in Ashburton Park (on the way to Donahue, Archer, and Fenton) so go check it out!  This was the first event of this sort that I've ever been to, so I was kind of excited.  I feel silly saying that, but it was!  Juliana and I were right by this newscaster from WHDH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www1.whdh.com/images/blue/newsteam/whdh/reporter_BO44515_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he is a LOT tanner than he looks on television.  I was a bit shocked.  I walked by all the news vans near the state house this evening on my way to class though and I had no idea what was going on.  But now I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met a girl who let me share her umbrella.  I asked her if she went to Suffolk and she said she did.  She told me that she was a sophomore.  So it was nice meeting her as well.  Things seem to be getting better in the field of meeting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have four classes tomorrow, the most I've ever had in a day.  It's my first SU101 class as well, so we'll see how that goes (I'll likely blog about it).  I also still have to meet Ken about PHOCUS.  Tomorrow's going to be a busy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That that don't kill me&lt;br /&gt;Can only make me stronger&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird how I'm ironically listening to the same song as I was last night... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-1138452932852609224?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/1138452932852609224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=1138452932852609224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/1138452932852609224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/1138452932852609224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-practice-santeria-i-aint-got-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1029418444714618995.post-5269648826693770556</id><published>2007-09-10T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T23:38:26.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I want is your understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As in the small act of affection&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am - finally a college student.  I've been waiting for this moment for as long as I can remember.  I've always just wanted to get away from the pettiness of high school and move on with my life.  I thought college would have a more mature atmosphere, but at times it just feels like high school again.  Except for the fact that Suffolk has about 99.7% less obnoxious people, haha.  I haven't encountered someone that I thoroughly dislike yet and that's a really good thing.  Especially since I was bitter just a few days ago about the situation with my registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm not exactly financially fit to attend college without getting some sort of help.  And no loan that I found would lend me money without a cosigner.  My family has pretty much terrible credit except for one aunt who was already cosigning her daughter's loan, so I was pretty much stuck.  So without a cosigner, my loan was late and my registration was canceled.  I lost all my classes and had to literally BEG for them back.  I got three/five of my original classes back and eventually got a new Math and English class and everything is good now.  But I'm finding it hard to make new friends and stuff because I wasn't there the first day.  Also, as a commuter, I'm not really clicking with people on campus.  But it hasn't even been a full week, so hopefully things will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day was Thursday.  I only had one class - Communications - but it was great.  I absolutely LOVE Vicki and I recommend taking her to anybody that has to take Intro to Communications.  First impressions are a lot for me and she just seems really cool.  It's probably going to be a LOT of hard work, but I like that there's an equal level between teacher and student in that class.  Everyone seems pretty nice too, except there are these two cocky guys that I might become fed up with after a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I had my first Beatles class and I think David is awesome.  The book we're reading, SHOUT!, is really great and I'm really getting into it.  He teaches really well and I can tell already that I'm going to learn a LOT about The Beatles through him.  I then had my English class and I love John (Mulrooney).  He's really laid back and we get into some great discussions.  It's not just a "teacher talks, students listen" sort of class that I used to get all the time in high school.  He even said today that he loves interruptions and interactions and I love the discussion among the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first Math 130 class today and Boris is really nice, but the class is sort of dead.  The material is really easy though and his quiz was really easy.  The homework is really easy.  Haha, overall I'm finding it easy.  I haven't been to SU 101 yet, but we'll see how that goes on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, these hills are giving me the workout of a lifetime!  I hate when I'm running late to class though because I have to sprint up the hill which I clearly cannot do.  I hate walking around huffing and puffing from having just sprinted up a hill, but what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have a meeting at 1 for the Suffolk Voice and on Thursday I have a meeting at 1 for Suffolk Free Radio.  I also applied to be apart of the staff at Ventures and I still need to get in touch with someone from the Beacon Yearbook to get information on that.  I plan on stopping by to see Ken Martin at Ridgeway around 3 to talk to him about PHOCUS (the photography club).  I'm hoping that this isn't too much, but I want to get as involved as possible.  We'll see though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure if I'm going to make this a weekly or daily blog, but I'll try to post as often as possible.  I love blogging and it's nice to actually have an audience to speak to.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need you to hurry up now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't wait much longer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*the italicized words at the beginning and the end are lyrics to songs that I am listening to at that point of the blog.  I love music, so I thought I'd incorporate it into this.  I love to listen to my iPod while I blog too.  So, for instance, when I started, I was listening to "Just A Thought" by Gnarls Barkley and when I ended, I was (am) listening to "Stronger" by Kanye West.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1029418444714618995-5269648826693770556?l=kaellasu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/feeds/5269648826693770556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1029418444714618995&amp;postID=5269648826693770556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/5269648826693770556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1029418444714618995/posts/default/5269648826693770556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaellasu.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-i-want-is-your-understanding-as-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12819865442109773793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
