the world of allie

this has been a random couple of days.

yesterday was preaty basic, did the whole class thing, sat in the sau trying to get people to sign up for a poker tourney. that night, i went to the gym with my friend dana, who reminded me about the debate that night between the college republicans and the anti-war group.

so while she was at her areo-boxing class, i went down to the ritz to get some food. i went and sat in one of the comfy chairs by a tv to eat. the guy sitting in the chair next to me started chatting, about his day and life and whatnot. i chatted back, having no one else around, and because he was kinda cute. he was socialible, nice smile, clean cut, and played the trombone (i always had a weakness for guys who were muscial). i learned that he was a third year ME, that buys cars like i buy purses, but then he dropped the word that every single girl hates to hear when they meet a new guy... "my girlfriend". now, i'm fine with having tons of guy friends... but that is the thing, i have tons of guy friends. i don't need anymore guy friends just to be friends with and do friendly things together. yeah yeah the conversation was nice, and it filled the time... but that is also why i sat in front of the tv... to fill the time i was killing till the debate. i continued being friendly but skipped out a little earlier than i would have.

i went up to the ben and jerry's area in the sau, and i sat down just staring off into space, when i see my friend carson. he was strutting through with his taxes in hand. we started the typical, oh your graduating at the end of the year, conversation. he got lucky i think, he got a great job, with great pay and benefits, and located at virgina beach. it gave me some hope that they could be a prize at the end of this college ride i'm on. but. but. again, the one thing i keep hearing out of a lot of my classmates' mouths, is that, they don't really want to be an engineer, they want to go do something completely different and maybe, occasionally, touch on the engineering side of life. this just of course, makes my chest hurt a little, knowing that i'm racking up a debt that is too much to mention from my loans, that i need to start paying for in a year or two.... and that i probably will hae to take some god aweful job to pay for it because i don't have the luxury or talent to do what i want to do (but i don't even know what that is either).

luckily dana came to meet me and i said goodbye to carson, saying that hopefully we'll see eachother soon. we headed into the debate, which had already started. i knew the moderator, and two people on the republican side of the stage. i heard the same arguments that i'm sure all of the amercian public have heard, and i heard the same narrow mindedness and idealistic views on the situation that i hear with every debate and every conference, meeting, and model UN mock up. i guess i just got a little cynical at a young age... but it just seems pointless to me to stand up on that stage, voice your opinon thinking that people are listening and agreeing with you and even changing their side to yours. that never happens to you, maybe they will listen, and maybe some people will agree, but overall no one changes their points of view... it won't happen. so what is the point, you are preaching to the choir. some of the most outragious comments i heard was from the republican side... such as:

"they are loving it" - refering to the iraqies to the american occupation
"it's only happening in 4 of the 18 provencies" - refering to the battles and shootings... even though those are the most populated areas in iraq...
"and it is safer than washington D.C" - refering to the murder count in iraq...iraq on iraq murders they said later.... ignoring all the other killings but whatever.

i did hear some productive ideas though, from the anti-war side of the stage... that we should leave iraq but have another country to in and finish what we started. the only problem is that, who can we trust to stay neuteral. who can we trust with all that oil in the group, and who won't use it against us..... it's a mess.

after such an intellectual evening, talking about the war, i went home, sat around with y friend malika, and watched project runway. i love commenting on the designs, how they could possibly think that that looks good, or that guy is such an ass. it makes me want to change my major.... oh wait i already want to do that.

now today, it was a little slow.. not having any classes till 1... which was my frist test back from winter break. i think i did ok, but we'll see, i probably missed something somewheres. but before that, i went to lunch, not knowing anyone's schedule, i ate alone... till my friend aaron walked by. we sat, we chatted, he ate, and then, i look up and i see someone staring at me. they look familliar but it takes me a while. it's my friend JJ. i had no idea she was going to be on campus, i had no clue that i was ever going to see her again. she graduated right when i came back from coop... i didn't even know she was gone till i had to ask around. so we sat and caught up with eachother about what i new in our lives. she apparently missed an important test before she left school, so she had to drive back from vermont to take it so that she can graduate. it's so wierd though, just when you think that you would never see someone again, never hear from them, they pop back up in your life. never burn bridges people... because one day you will need to cross them again.

so that is my long post for today, i've been neglecting this blog since i got back to school, but nothing too exciting has been happening... hopefuly this random week continues.