Wednesday, March 18, 2009

52 Days!

There are officially 52 days until I'm completely done with my freshman year. I am so excited for this summer. I think I'm the most excited for a consistent type of weather. This freak weather in Spokane is getting old. It's as if Mother Nature has been trying to package every type of precipitation into one windy package. Sunny mornings or sunny breaks trick people into leaving their rooms with light jackets. Then when the student is leaving class it's hailing.  It will be nice to be able to wear flip flops and shorts again. I was tempted to wear my new Ed Hardy flops I got from my parents but I remember how crazy it is. 

Spring Intramural Soccer Is Starting Soon! Sunnyside up! Going for the ship again this semester. 

Relay for Life is starting. I'm on a team called Save Second Base! haha How funny is that? I thought it was hilarious. We are apparently making t-shirts and I couldn't be more excited. 


I decided I'm grateful for the lack of shopping near Gonzaga. I spent more money than I wanted to during spring break. I had a great time but I should've been a little more fiscally responsible. Spring break was great. I witnessed the Urban Iditarod for the very first time. It was basically an insanely large pub crawl. Each group was dressed up and had a shopping cart instead of a dogsled. It was hilarious. They ran through the Saturday Market to get to the next pub before everybody else. We went to Voo Doo Doughnuts. My favorite so far is the Cereal Topped one. The Crunch Berries are SO GOOD! The bacon one is a little much for me. Not that brave. I enjoyed a great weekend with some amazing friends at the beach. It made me even more excited for the summer. I am so lucky to have so many cool people living relatively close to home. It's going to be a good summer! I already have a job for the summer and am looking forward to it. It's a little bit of a drive but it's going to be so hard to find something this summer. I've already worked their once so it'll be a fairly easy transition. 

I have a friend from home visiting me this weekend and I couldn't be more excited! I love it when my friends from home have the chance to meet all my friends and Gonzaga. It makes telling a funny story so much easier when you can put a face with the name. 

I am in class so I'd better go. Sorry this wasn't incredibly exciting but hopefully I'll have something to rant about soon! 


Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Midterm Update

I'm already dropping the ball of this blog. I apologize. 

     I am currently at work and bored out of my mind. While I did get some studying done for my midterms, I get so lonesome at work. There is one other girl in the building right now and she is currently napping on the couch. That gives you an idea of the traffic that comes in and out of here... She can nap in the front room! 
Midterm week is just cruel. We are expected to perform well on tests the week before we get to go home for a week. Do they have any idea how difficult that makes it to concentrate on everything. I'm already half-way checked out. Two of my midterms are huge percentages of my grades. I am doing my best to stay concentrated. It's hard.
It's almost my birthday. I won't be 18 anymore. I like saying "I'm 18" so much more than I like the idea of saying I'm 19. What perks come with turing 19? At least in Canada you can drink, there is nothing new and exciting at 19. It's just your last year of being a teenager. Which I think it odd because aren't we considered adults at 18? But I suppose eighTEEN sounds much better than eighDULT sounds. I'm a little disappointed I won't be getting the annual Swerhone Birthday Breakfast, but I was promised a rain check for when I'm home this weekend. Thank goodness. 
Doglover. I am beginning to wonder why she does what she does. I think her bedroom dance parties are stress relief. Maybe we should throw a doglover dance party during midterms week. Dance all the stress out. Just an idea. 
I will blog about something relevant soon. I hope I do anyway. Until then, good luck with midterms!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The Gym

I hate how I feel all proud of myself for going to the gym then get there only to realize that one hundred other people decided do to the same thing at the same time. My trip to the gym turns into something I should have already have been doing instead of an extra thing I could pride myself in. You really have to get into a routine or working out too. I always find myself not wanting to go or telling myself that I'll go the next day. I think it's because my good workout routine has been broken up several times alredy this semester. Spring break is only eleven short days away. Many girls are prepping themselves by wroking to loose all those COG cookies eveybody loves so much. Sadly, I will not be anywhere that a "bikini bod" would prove necessary. I wish I had more incentive, those cookies are just too darn good.
Sometimes I wonder why exactly it is that I go to the gym. Is it to stay in shape, to stay healthy, or to prove to everybody that I'm not a completely lazy college girl? I truly think it's my fear of the freshman fifteen that keeps me going. What a horrifying concept. As if leaving home for school wasn't stressful enough. Then,in the midst of all the change, we hear people telling us that if we don't watch it we could gain fifteen pounds. My mom once told me about her ex-boyfriend's sister who gained the freshman fifty! I blame that particular story for my gym trips. Although they might not be everyday, my gym trips have helped me steer clear of the extra fifty pounds and remain at my high school weight. Sometimes I think people say stuff like that to scare us. Like those urban myths about the escaped psycho-maniacs from the insane assylum that were invented to keep kids from missing curfew. What if the freshman fifteen is our parents way of insuring we eat our veggies and get in our daily exercise?
Moving on to my current dilemma. Lent. I am not Catholic, nor have I ever been Catholic. Would it be beneficial for me to give something up for forty days? If so, what would I give up. I asked several of my Catholic friends here at school and many say things like sweets or facebook. First of all, I am not giving up sweets during my spring break. If I have the chance to enjoy home, I am going to enjoy it to the fullest! Secondly, I like using my facebook. It's how I keep in contact with many friends from far away. I was debating giving up bagels for lent. I have been reminded and reminded that they aren't good for me. Maybe I will do that. I just can not really think of anything I am willing to eliminate for a religion I do not even practice. Unfortunately, you can't give up the things you truly wish to give up. "No, I did not do my homework. I actually gave homework up for lent." or "I won't be coming into work today. Yeah... It's Lent." But I guess that's how it works. I'll post another blog once I decide what it is I'm giving up. I heard one girl was giving up make-up for lent. I'm not that brave, but that would prove itself to be beneficial in the mornings. More time for sleeping. I think they need to print a book of rules for Lent too. How long does it last? Is it everyday? What happens if you break Lent? So many questions....
Okay- pet peeve. When people wearing flip-flops in the rain and snow. I am sorry but we are in Spokane. It is not as if we are in some warm Hawaiian rain storm. It makes me feet cold just looking at these people. I often catch myself saying something like, "Aren't your feet freezing?" or, "Are you crazy? It's raining outside!" I hate leaving my dorm in flats I can't wear socks in, there is no way I would leave with my toes exposed! But to each their own I suppose....

Until I write again...

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Blogging Newbie

Sydeologies. What is a Sydeology?  Sydeologies are me, Sydney, explaining life to you as I know it and see it. The ups, downs, and pauses in college life will give me plenty to discuss. Friendships made, relationships lost, tests taken... there is plenty of material to cover. I plan on beginning my on my true blogging adventure tomorrow or once something or real significance inspires me. 

Until then.

p.s. When in doubt... WWDLD?