. . . . . entries for 31.1.08 . . . . .
. . . but I do *like* those two. I do.
. . . . . entries for 30.1.08 . . . . .
I am so afraid McCain is going to be our next President. I am so afraid we are going to send more of our citizens to Iraq and Iran to die and to sorrow for problems they can't be expected to solve. I am so, so afraid. I don't think Hillary or Barack can beat him, not with who he is, what he's done. But McCain will bring us to war, and I am so, so tired of war.
. . . . . entries for 26.1.08 . . . . .
If Colin read my blog, he would've gotten that reference. Alas.
So I have nothing to do today. Straight up nothing. Nothing pressing, anyway. :P I could clean, read, whatever, but all very much at my leisure. I'd call the dentist/dermatologist if it weren't the weekend, but it is. I'll email the dermatologist. . . hopefully avoiding the same "you have to fax me something with your signature" debacle as last time, but who knows?
Maybe a late-night/early-morning walk would be the thing for this. Maybe a lobotomy would work better.
In an emergency, a lobotomy is best performed with
a chainsaw
a nail gun
a clothes hanger
a screwdriver
alcohol
. . . . . entries for 25.1.08 . . . . .
Oh boy. That came up on my Cibo Matto playlist on Pandora. . . and I confess, I think it's a freaking riot.
. . . . . entries for 23.1.08 . . . . .
I am not a prodigy; nor am I all that unique.
I need to remember this, to help myself become less grandly idealistic, and a little more . . . realistic? approachable? happy?
I got my last HUM grades, and after a tentative calculation involving guesswork at my participation grade, I think I have a B or B+ in the class. Grumble grumble grumble.
This is because my papers are not academic enough, for the most part, I think. I do well on tests (95 and 92), but my papers usually fall under criticism for not having tight enough arguments: too much rhetoric and too little structure, close reading, and impact. (I've gotten a strait of grades on papers: B-, A-, B+, and B, in order of reception.)
The self-righteous part of me objects to this attempt to rob me of my creative side; the reasonable part of me says that I am in college, and I have to learn to write like an academic. But I do not want to be an academic for my entire life. I want to write with silly rhetorical flourishes because I want to write for real readers, not just academics. I want to move people.
I chose this essay topic because it moved me. I guess I should refrain from doing that in the future, and choose topics which I know I can analyze dispassionately and with great detail.
I hate this type of writing. I have a soul, damn it - a soppy 18-year-old girl's soul.
. . . . . entries for 22.1.08 . . . . .
Frank says this blog is sad because it's being replaced. I would like to point out that this page - the post-to-normablog page - is still the first suggested site when I type the word "blog" into my URL bar. :P
Rest assured, normablog. You are not being replaced.
It's just that it's been a slow news semester. :P
. . . . . entries for 21.1.08 . . . . .
HUM final wasn't too bad, and now I'm done, except for my internship app. Wahoo!
Maybe I'll work on enviroblog tonight.
. . . . . entries for 20.1.08 . . . . .
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.
"The sentence must also contain its own apology for being spoken."
Cute. :P
This is the kind of thing I do at 2 or 3 AM instead of studying.
Dear world: this is what I want to do when I get out of college, at least right now.
Damnable HUM final! So close, yet so far!
. . . . . entries for 17.1.08 . . . . .
Snow in Princeton! I dare it to stick.
WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS!? I think the darker birds in the corner are immature gulls, and the rest of them look like shearwaters of some description, but they have pointy tails, and are way whiter than any shearwater description I can find.
. . . . . entries for 16.1.08 . . . . .
I'm such a hippie. The WWF website makes me want to cry. And make insane amounts of money, so I can donate it.
ENV studying just pisses me off - not at studying but at people. My professors deliberately design the course material/anecdotes to piss me off, I am fairly certain.
For example: some ecologists have identified 25 biodiversity hotspots that occupy about 1.4% of the Earth's land surface. About 44% of vascular plant species and 35% of vertebrate species live in these areas. Their current status is pretty bad: about 88% of their native vegetation is gone.
We could protect these hotspots, by one estimate, for $25 billion. (This seems low to me, and may have been selected for its very lowness - I dunno.)
Americans spent $60-70 billion on beer annually.
. . . so you'd kind of think the entire world would be able to set aside $25 billion to protect these species, which, aside from being living beings that deserve our respect, could eventually yield shiny things like cures for cancer.
But no. That's not really how people roll. Damn it.
Study study study study study study study study STUDY TIME! I hate studying. I am bad at studying. Oh well.
Last night I was feeling very out of it, and Dean's Date is apparently a big party night, so a few different people suggested that I go out. I was going to just take a walk down to the lake, but with invitations coming at me from two or three sides, I figured I might as well go. It was okay - most of the people I went with were from Buyers, so it's not like anyone got smashed - but the first two clubs (Cloister and Quad) were kind of lame dancing-wise. We went to Colonial, theoretically a sucky party club, last, and they had this highly amusing band called The Nerds (www.the-nerds.com). They played good music, so that was fun. By that time, my feet were killing me, because I foolishly wore high heels. When their set was over, I walked back, silently "ow"ing, and the rest of my lot came back shortly afterwards, since the clubs that were still open were generally members only.
So: I have been to the Street, and I may go back sometime. Iono.
. . . . . entries for 13.1.08 . . . . .
I confess, I'm pretty psyched about maybe being a psych major. Har har.
. . . . . entries for 12.1.08 . . . . .
I blog on familiablog way more than here. Hm. :P
This weekend is a weekend of writing. Unfortunately, I feel somewhat out of it at the moment, and not really like writing.
Order of things:
Lots of HUM and CWR writing all weekend
HPV Monday morning
Dermatology appointment Monday afternoon
ENV review session Monday evening
Finishing final HUM paper Monday evening/Tuesday morning
Meeting Yvette to discuss CWR Tuesday afternoon
Finishing CWR for school purposes Tuesday evening
Studying for ENV the latter half of the week
ENV final Friday
HUM studying all weekend
HUM final Monday evening
Internship applications all week
Internship app info session Wednesday, or something
Internship application due Friday the 25th
Ironing out logistics of DC that weekend
UCS all day Monday
Seeing Julie Monday evening
Seeing Charlie Tuesday?
Home on Tuesday
Parallel parking/five-hour/professional driving lesson before going back on Sunday.
Ay ay ay.
. . . . . entries for 11.1.08 . . . . .
| Disorder | Rating |
| Paranoid Disorder: | Low |
| Schizoid Disorder: | Low |
| Schizotypal Disorder: | Moderate |
| Antisocial Disorder: | Low |
| Borderline Disorder: | Low |
| Histrionic Disorder: | Low |
| Narcissistic Disorder: | Moderate |
| Avoidant Disorder: | Low |
| Dependent Disorder: | Moderate |
| Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder: | High |
-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! -- -- Personality Disorders -- | |
Not entirely sure where the high OCD came from, but whatever. :P Yesterday evening (and very early this morning) I found myself talking about health issues, both physical and mental, with people here, so. . .
Well, world, I have been better.
. . . . . entries for 10.1.08 . . . . .
Oh hell.
WTF, Will Smith. WTF.
. . . . . entries for 9.1.08 . . . . .
My story is entirely plotted out! If I were to actually write everything I've planned, based on the length of what I have so far, it'd be. . . let's see. . . about eighty pages long? Ay ay ay.
SO MANY FRIGGIN' INTERNSHIPS AND RELATED ODDMENTS
YEARG
. . . . . entries for 8.1.08 . . . . .
I sort of wish my blog were together and readable and thoughtful like Nicole's, but alas, my blog barely even *is* these days.
What is going on in my life? What have I been pondering? I have been pondering the order in which I ought to do my final projects (short story and HUM paper), and the intensity with which I must focus on them, without actually prioritizing or focusing intensely so much. It's a problem.
Incidentally: my ENV final is checkout, and can be checked out any time from 10 to 4 during the latter half of next week. This is bad, because my projects are due Tuesday of next week, giving me little time to focus on ENV. I then have my HUM final the following Monday evening, and then nothing for a week, at which point I go to DC for my externship.
The externship is a one-day gig at the Union of Concerned Scientists, the content of which I have been briefed on. It sounds like it's going to be pretty freakin' awesome, especially since I'm going the day before the State of the Union Address, so the media arm of UCS (the arm I will be visiting) will be trying to anticipate points and write - get this, exact word my contact used - "prebuttals." Adorable. Also, the breakfast meeting is going to be extended so the media folks at UCS can talk to us about their jobs, and we're getting to talk to a slew of people from other departments later in the day.
And then I will have the remainder of intersession to chill out, maybe seeing people in DC, probably mostly freaking the hell out about HUM reading. I currently have 12 (I think) books out of my total 19 for next semester. I got Don Quixote today. It is red and it is LARGE - nearly 1000 pages. I do not have to read all of it, just most of it.
I am not informed enough to write a HUM paper, but I never am. I don't think anyone in the class ever is, not really. Every paper topic could constitute a life's work and years of research, but this time, we have seven to eight pages - our longest yet. I have a general idea of what I want to - almost *need* to - write about, but I am also painfully aware of my own inadequate knowledge, and I really do not know how to write the paper and guard against misrepresentation at the same time.
Alas! But now: Daily Show. Yes.
It's so damn nice out. Alas. . . so much work to do.
. . . . . entries for 7.1.08 . . . . .
Exams here are bizarre. Midterms generally count as much or slightly less than finals, but midterms are squished into the middle of classes without even the briefest cessation thereof, whereas finals are set apart with tons and tons of time to (theoretically) study.
This week, i.e. the writing of a paper and a story, is the hard part for me. After this I have two exams over a span of a week and a half. This does not feel unreasonable.
. . . . . entries for 6.1.08 . . . . .
Hmm. Handwriting analysis. My mom was really into this for a while because of pretty strange circumstances. . . but I just took it to waste a smidgen of time on blogthings.
For my normal, non-cursive handwriting:
| What Your Handwriting Says About You |
 You are a fairly energetic person. You know how do pace yourself, and you deal well with stress. You are somewhat outgoing, but you're not a natural extrovert. You think first before you act. You tend to be independent, rational, and logical. You are extravagant, over the top, and indulgent. You set trends and influence people. You need a bit of space in your life, but you're not a recluse. You expect people to give you a small amount of privacy, and you respect their privacy as well. You are somewhat traditional, but you are also open to change. You listen to your head and your heart. You are a poor communicator. No one really knows exactly what you're getting at. |
And for my cursive:
| What Your Handwriting Says About You |
You are a laid back person with rather low energy. You aren't lazy... you *are* sensitive and empathetic. You are very extroverted and outgoing. You are loving, friendly, and supportive. However, you are also manipulative and controlling at times. You are balanced and grounded. You know how to get along well with others. You need a lot of space in your life, and it's easy for you to feel stifled. You avoid commitment and responsibility whenever you can. You are conservative, old fashioned, and a little stubborn. You are resistant to change. You are a good communicator. You work hard to get your ideas across effectively. |
Oi. :P
At college I am. I am at college. I should be working. Right now I am not working. But I will. I will.
. . . . . entries for 5.1.08 . . . . .
Good enough. Now I write, to avoid motherly wrath.
I want to change my blog layout. Harum.
Over 4000 posts on this blog. Sheesh. I must've mentioned it before, but seriously. How odd.
I'm writing for HUM on my laptop, moderately caffeinated, at least getting an idea of my ideas. It's not too argumentative, but it IS too ambitious. . . kind of like me. Har har. Ah well, I have eight pages, and my word economy has been unfortunately good in the past. . . or something.
I'm writing about what a pain in the ass Christianity is in the context of everything else ever. Good topic, right?
Juno tomorrow night with Burkelings. If you want to come, let me or one of the charming twins know. After tomorrow, I shall be gone.
. . . . . entries for 1.1.08 . . . . .
This hurts like August hurt.
come home?
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she looks like the real thing
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THIS IS AMERICA
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stop being depressed
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approach focus
[natalie]
wait a minute
[susan]
solitude
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manbeargreg
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