here's the mail....

As you can see, my mailbox is empty. This is it's normal state of being, and it in no way surprises me. However, I am currently waiting for a letter from the University that tells me to go over to Marquette Central and get a refund check for my housing deposit. In order to have access to the campus-housing selection, you have to give a deposit of $200. As there were no on-campus apartments avaliable when I went to select one for next year, I get my deposit back.
So in the grand scheme of things, I'm not losing or gaining any money, just returning it to it's proper place. But I'm still excited for my check.

I worked both Saturday and Sunday this weekend, providing my services as someone who knows first aid/CPR at a volleyball clinic and a tennis match. This means I sat around doing for a big chunk of time both days. But they are paying me to sit around, so I will sit around all day if they want me too. Also, I really do think it's better to have me be there and not needed, than to not have me be there and needed.

Did you know they reference Pulp Fiction in Space Jam? I just watched it and My. Mind. Is. Blown.

breath in breath out

This is fog.
The visability is about the same as it was on the worst inversion days over the holidays.
Except it's just H2O here, not smog and dirt.

Enjoy the little things

Sometimes a University will do something,

Like build a new building.

They'll put all the Student Resources in it,

Like paying tuition and scholarships and admissions.

And that new building will have an "Open House,"

Where they will have a drawing you can enter,

For an ipod touch.

But more importantly,

There is,

Free cookies and hot chocolate.

Galaxar out?

Sorry about this.
Photobooth you know?

anarchy in the U.K.

Things to do Today:

• Go to class (check)
  
• Go to another class (Check. Kenisiology is the study of how the body moves. I am excited out of my mind. Our professor told us "Go ahead and just call me Chris, or if you're not comfortable with that Dr. Simmons is fine." I must only refer to him as C-Dawg in my head and behind his back.)
• Buy a big binder (not as big as I wanted, but the huge 4 inch one I would like was $19 - which I thought was a bit outrageous. But check.)
  
• Sit for a minute (currently doing)
  
• Lunch
• Class again
  
• More class
• Dinner
• Work out
• Let out inner Punk (check)
  

I call these my hobo gloves, and they are fantastic because I can wear them outside on my way to class to keep my hands warm, but then I can LEAVE THEM ON in class and still have my finger-tips free to write notes or type. They also make me feel like a bit of a bad-ass, especially when I'm wearing them with a T-shirt or have my sleeves pushed up. Letting the inside-punk Michelle out makes me happy, and in a city where there are few things that give me pure joy, I think I should let her out as much as possible.

hello again

Well, I'm back at school, but as you can see, it was actually a very nice day today (until the sun set anyway). A month in the inversion-stuck Salt Lake Valley made me forget how bright the sun is when it's not filtering though a layer of muck, filth, grime, and smog - I had to wear sunglasses when I went outside!

I just noticed there's a girl in the bottom of this picture. I have no idea who she is.

It feels very normal to be back here in my shared dorm room and walking around campus. But at the same time, I don't WANT to be here, and that creates a very strange feeling when paired with the fact I feel like I SHOULD be here.

I can't wait until we get a puppy. ^.^