March 2012
45 posts
My audience of (one) teddy bear and two pillows seems almost as enthusiastic about this speech as I am. Wooooooooh! Speech giving 2012!
February 2012
52 posts
ADDITIONALLY: just purchased my Dr. Dog ticket for tomorrow. March is going to be such a wonderful month. It will begin with Dr. Dog, followed by Spring break, a week or so of school, and then SAN FRANCISCO. And then it’ll be over. Then April come, she will.
Writing this speech is going to kill me. I can feel life leaving my body as I sit inside Heine Bros. Turns out I am concentrating more on the old people discussing sports than I am on the numerous benefits of volunteering for an organization like Hearts in Motion. Blah. Boo. BAM.
See the Ghent Altarpiece up close and personal! →
arthistorycq:
100 billion pixels baby!
Oh my goodness I love me some Jan Van Eyck.
Sometimes I need to make lists in order to stay sane. Here we go:
- finish bibliography. I’ve done 90% of it but I need a print source. Which is so lame, by the way. I mean, what’s so great about BOOKS anyway? lollol
- Write outline for speech due Thursday. And not just the outline is due Thursday, I actually have to give the speech. So that leads to…..
- Write speech...
San Francisco
resscycled:
I just booked my flight and a hotel to travel to SPE in San Francisco. 4 glorious days of absorbing myself in photography and meeting up with wonderful people. I can’t wait!
Angela! You’re coming with us! I’m so excited.
Am I really watching Sleeping With the Enemy? Yep. And it’s so good.
One more hour of this terrible class. Elizabeth and I are considering suicide bombing it.
One of the things I hate the most is when people write letters to things that can’t read. For example: “DEAR SEMESTER, PLS BE OVER SOON? I’M SUPER STRESSED. KTHANKS. LOVE, LPW LOLLOL” See what I mean? Firstly, semester doesn’t have a facebook so there’s no reason to address it (him? her?) in your status update. Secondly, semester isn’t a person. It...
“In springtime, the only pretty ring time, birds sing hey ding… a-ding,...”
– Willy Wonka
Can’t figure out how to work Pinterest. Am I stupid or is it stupid? I’m gonna go ahead and say that it’s stupid.
Why I've Decided to Lead a Celibate Life (for...
I realize this is a bit TMI. Don’t care.
1. Getting face-raped: Scared. Cried. Want to kill him now.
2. Losing my V-Card: Meant nothing. A decision made as a revolt against my parents who taught me that sex was an intimate decision between two people married. Or in love. I was neither married nor in love with my V-Card taker. Also, I believe I was high. And I probably cried.
3. Drunk...
Stressful stuff done. Time to catch up on How I Met Your Mother. Ahhh, free nights.
So, I wasn’t going to go to my 11am Theology class today because I need time to walk through the city and then write a paper about it (even though I have absolutely no idea what I’m actually supposed to write about and Cjohns and Kjetton are completely useless classmates who won’t help me). I set my alarm clock for 9:30, woke up at 10, and decided to email my professor and let...
I hate speeches and I hate speech class. GUH.
“I live in the American Gardens Building on W. 81st Street on the 11th floor. My...”
– Patrick Bateman
Agent Cooper is in an episode of How I Met Your Mother!
IDC professor just saved my life by giving us an extension on the paper. I might cry, I’m so happy. I’ve done lots of happy crying lately.
A good story. →
Despite how absolutely frustrated I am at the amount of school work that needs to be done within the next five days, I’m actually feeling relatively happy. In case you were wondering, and you aren’t, here’s a list of things I need to do:
- write speech for Tuesday. Memorize. Buy blazer for “professional wear.” Get anti-redembarassedface charm.
- Study for my first...
