COUNTDOWN TO WEEZER: 8 days
Relay is tomorrow, and that's really exciting. Now, it's raining and I'm wondering if that's going to effect our ability to set up the tents. *shrugs* But the rain is making me really happy, actually. I feel so comfortable right now. When it's raining and I'm inside writing at my computer or reading a book, I feel totally in my element. I rarely feel more comfortable about life in general. What can I say, I'm a Northern California girl.
I mean, I love the sunshine and hanging out at the beach, too. But sitting in front of a fire or holed up in my room during a storm is my favorite way to spend my Alone Time.
Ooh! Lightening! Hmmm...Thunder barely a second later. That means it's about five miles away, right?
*muah*
Friday, April 22
Wednesday, April 20
COUNTDOWN TO WEEZER: 9 days!!!!!
OMG, we're actually in the single digits! I'm so excited. The next couple of weeks are going to be a blast. This weekend, we've got Relay for Life. Next weekend, we've got the LASA culture show, Danica's bday outing to Cheesecake Factory, and the Weezer concert! *squeals*
Unfortunately, before all of that, I have to write an 8 page paper on a Jane Austen. Granted, it's just a first draft, but it's a GRADED first draft. Phewwww. I don't know when I'm gonna have time for that. And talk about bad, I found myself complaining about all the stuff I have to do to one of my professors. ACK. Now she thinks I can't handle the pressure that is Cal-life. Wonderful. Just the impression you want to have on the Head of the English Department. Yeah, I really know how to screw myself, don't I? But I'm not so very worried about it. Worse that happens, my draft is too short and she tells me that I need to step it up a notch. Woot.
I missed the bus today, so I missed class. Again. I've missed this class TWICE in the last two weeks. That's just bad. Especially since it's a small class and she takes attendance. Speaking of the bus, though, I saw Bus Guy again. He graduates this semester, so I won't be seeing him around much longer. Shame really. He's really nice.
I'm really nervous about this whole applying for the senior seminar you want, thing. I don't even know if I'll be able to enroll in a class. It sucks, man. And if I don't make it into the H195A class, then I can't do an honors degree at all since you have to do both semesters.
And, yet, I'm generally very happy with my life at the moment. Sorry my post sounds so depressed about stuff. I'm really not, I swear. *shrugs* Whatever. I'm off to go watch an episode of West Wing in my cool DeCal.
Prathna: Do you think Fem Sex is the Decal for us? :)
Goodbye all!
*muah*
OMG, we're actually in the single digits! I'm so excited. The next couple of weeks are going to be a blast. This weekend, we've got Relay for Life. Next weekend, we've got the LASA culture show, Danica's bday outing to Cheesecake Factory, and the Weezer concert! *squeals*
Unfortunately, before all of that, I have to write an 8 page paper on a Jane Austen. Granted, it's just a first draft, but it's a GRADED first draft. Phewwww. I don't know when I'm gonna have time for that. And talk about bad, I found myself complaining about all the stuff I have to do to one of my professors. ACK. Now she thinks I can't handle the pressure that is Cal-life. Wonderful. Just the impression you want to have on the Head of the English Department. Yeah, I really know how to screw myself, don't I? But I'm not so very worried about it. Worse that happens, my draft is too short and she tells me that I need to step it up a notch. Woot.
I missed the bus today, so I missed class. Again. I've missed this class TWICE in the last two weeks. That's just bad. Especially since it's a small class and she takes attendance. Speaking of the bus, though, I saw Bus Guy again. He graduates this semester, so I won't be seeing him around much longer. Shame really. He's really nice.
I'm really nervous about this whole applying for the senior seminar you want, thing. I don't even know if I'll be able to enroll in a class. It sucks, man. And if I don't make it into the H195A class, then I can't do an honors degree at all since you have to do both semesters.
And, yet, I'm generally very happy with my life at the moment. Sorry my post sounds so depressed about stuff. I'm really not, I swear. *shrugs* Whatever. I'm off to go watch an episode of West Wing in my cool DeCal.
Prathna: Do you think Fem Sex is the Decal for us? :)
Goodbye all!
*muah*
Tuesday, April 12
COUNTDOWN TO WEEZER: 16 days!!!!!
This paper is going to kill me. Now, I know what you're thinking about my usual habit of melodrama, but this time I'm serious. I can't seem to get past the third page, and it's supposed to be between 8 and 10 pages. And it's due Thursday. Can you say, "Kaitlin's screwed?" I don't even a definitive topic yet. I'm trying to write something on the film "Orfeu Negro" and its failure to create a "black idiom." Unfortunately, that is harder than it sounds. *sighs*
On to better news: Relay for Life is just around the corner! We're almost completely ready. We're just waiting for someone to offer to go buy the facepaint we want to use at the site. We aren't really holding our breath, though.
On to weirder news: I'm apparently supposed to be running for President of NSCS. I did not realize this until this morning. The speeches are to be given at 6pm. Where was I when this was decided?
I still can't believe I'm actually going to see Weezer live. I'm soooo excited! The concert is going to be soooOOOoooOOOOooo great!!!!!!!!!
And now I'm going to go and write a few more pages. Hopefully.
*muah*
This paper is going to kill me. Now, I know what you're thinking about my usual habit of melodrama, but this time I'm serious. I can't seem to get past the third page, and it's supposed to be between 8 and 10 pages. And it's due Thursday. Can you say, "Kaitlin's screwed?" I don't even a definitive topic yet. I'm trying to write something on the film "Orfeu Negro" and its failure to create a "black idiom." Unfortunately, that is harder than it sounds. *sighs*
On to better news: Relay for Life is just around the corner! We're almost completely ready. We're just waiting for someone to offer to go buy the facepaint we want to use at the site. We aren't really holding our breath, though.
On to weirder news: I'm apparently supposed to be running for President of NSCS. I did not realize this until this morning. The speeches are to be given at 6pm. Where was I when this was decided?
I still can't believe I'm actually going to see Weezer live. I'm soooo excited! The concert is going to be soooOOOoooOOOOooo great!!!!!!!!!
And now I'm going to go and write a few more pages. Hopefully.
*muah*
Wednesday, April 6
COUNTDOWN TO WEEZER: 22 Days
Today started off not so good. I woke up way too early for my late night hangover. No, I was not drinking last night. I was merely out extremely late, so I didn't get much sleep. Then I spent half an hour staring at my closet, trying desperately to put together an outfit that wouldn't be too hot and that I could wear sneakers with, but that wouldn't look TOO eccentric since I was meeting with a professor at noon. Finally, I was running late and desperately threw on whatever I grabbed.
I ran out to the busstop and waited for awhile, but the bus never came. So, I started walking because I could not be late. At each subsequent stop, I turned around to check and see if the bus was coming. No bus. Next stop. No bus. Third stop. No bus. About a block away from the next stop, the bus passes me.
I make it to campus and to Professor Merrit's office with two minutes to spare and I'm relieved to find that, not only is someone inside with him so I have a minute to catch my breath, but there is a chair outside his office. Yes! So, I drop my backpack on the floor and collapse into the chair. Only to jump up a second later as I feel water seep through my skirt. I had somehow managed to find the only chair on the SIXTH floor with a puddle on it. WTF, mate? Luckily, Professor Merrit-who rivals Prof. Botteril for nicest prof ever-had a towel and we managed to clean it up. We decided that the only possible explanation was malicious intent since the chair is in the middle of a windowless hallway without any leakage and it was a big puddle of water, so it'd be hard to miss if you were at fault.
Luckily, Danica-BEST ROOMMATE EVER!!!!-had class at one and was willing to bring me a pair of pants.
Unfortunately, this meant that I was stuck in Dwinelle until she could get to campus and I was a little bored. Thus, I called many of my friends and left odd messages on their phones. *clears throat* Sorry about that. My temporary, boredom-induced insanity has come to an end.
After that the day got better. My skirt dried really quickly since it was so warm today. I met up with Mark, which is always fun. I was a little punchy because of my sleep deprivation, though, and Mark was laughing at me. :p Class was good, nothing too major. And now I'm at home and I just finished a large salad. I say life is good. Maybe I'll even make chocolate milk. Oh, the possibilities.
*muah*
Today started off not so good. I woke up way too early for my late night hangover. No, I was not drinking last night. I was merely out extremely late, so I didn't get much sleep. Then I spent half an hour staring at my closet, trying desperately to put together an outfit that wouldn't be too hot and that I could wear sneakers with, but that wouldn't look TOO eccentric since I was meeting with a professor at noon. Finally, I was running late and desperately threw on whatever I grabbed.
I ran out to the busstop and waited for awhile, but the bus never came. So, I started walking because I could not be late. At each subsequent stop, I turned around to check and see if the bus was coming. No bus. Next stop. No bus. Third stop. No bus. About a block away from the next stop, the bus passes me.
I make it to campus and to Professor Merrit's office with two minutes to spare and I'm relieved to find that, not only is someone inside with him so I have a minute to catch my breath, but there is a chair outside his office. Yes! So, I drop my backpack on the floor and collapse into the chair. Only to jump up a second later as I feel water seep through my skirt. I had somehow managed to find the only chair on the SIXTH floor with a puddle on it. WTF, mate? Luckily, Professor Merrit-who rivals Prof. Botteril for nicest prof ever-had a towel and we managed to clean it up. We decided that the only possible explanation was malicious intent since the chair is in the middle of a windowless hallway without any leakage and it was a big puddle of water, so it'd be hard to miss if you were at fault.
Luckily, Danica-BEST ROOMMATE EVER!!!!-had class at one and was willing to bring me a pair of pants.
Unfortunately, this meant that I was stuck in Dwinelle until she could get to campus and I was a little bored. Thus, I called many of my friends and left odd messages on their phones. *clears throat* Sorry about that. My temporary, boredom-induced insanity has come to an end.
After that the day got better. My skirt dried really quickly since it was so warm today. I met up with Mark, which is always fun. I was a little punchy because of my sleep deprivation, though, and Mark was laughing at me. :p Class was good, nothing too major. And now I'm at home and I just finished a large salad. I say life is good. Maybe I'll even make chocolate milk. Oh, the possibilities.
*muah*
Monday, April 4
So, blue cellophane is strung across our living room with colored foil fish hanging down from it. I feel like I'm living in an aquarium. Sebastian feels right at home, though. Okay, so he looks about as excited as peat at the moment, but he's generally not a very active fish.
Relay for Life is almost here! Just a couple more weeks now. It's exciting. Danic, Hilary and I spent about an hour looking up stuff online that we could buy cheap and sell to make a profit for donations at the event. We found some cool stuff. Like bubble-fluid in a bottle with a fish cap. And puffy fish water bottles for the team. Danica wanted to get this giant shark hat that everyone would have to wear as they walked around the track, but I think my face gave away my lack of enthusiasm.
We also got Joe to agree to wear a grass skirt and play the ukelele I brought him back from Hawaii. Our site is going to be the coolest site at the event. Woot!
Unfortunately, in order to gain his agreement, Hilary and I had to promise to wear coconut bras. Then we learned that he would have worn the skirt anyway. Minor setback. As long as there are shirts involved (it's gonna be freezing) I'm fine with this situation. What Joe doesn't realize, though, is that he's not wearing a shirt. Only a shell necklace. Muahahahaha!
I know, I'm evil.
So, I'm going to go be evil in front of the television now. Jeremy lent me his copy of Fight Club and I rented a couple of others. I'm going to go drown my sorrow at my lack of paper topic.
*muah*
Relay for Life is almost here! Just a couple more weeks now. It's exciting. Danic, Hilary and I spent about an hour looking up stuff online that we could buy cheap and sell to make a profit for donations at the event. We found some cool stuff. Like bubble-fluid in a bottle with a fish cap. And puffy fish water bottles for the team. Danica wanted to get this giant shark hat that everyone would have to wear as they walked around the track, but I think my face gave away my lack of enthusiasm.
We also got Joe to agree to wear a grass skirt and play the ukelele I brought him back from Hawaii. Our site is going to be the coolest site at the event. Woot!
Unfortunately, in order to gain his agreement, Hilary and I had to promise to wear coconut bras. Then we learned that he would have worn the skirt anyway. Minor setback. As long as there are shirts involved (it's gonna be freezing) I'm fine with this situation. What Joe doesn't realize, though, is that he's not wearing a shirt. Only a shell necklace. Muahahahaha!
I know, I'm evil.
So, I'm going to go be evil in front of the television now. Jeremy lent me his copy of Fight Club and I rented a couple of others. I'm going to go drown my sorrow at my lack of paper topic.
*muah*
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