So pumped to just CHILL the fuck out and make some money! I had my one and only final this afternoon and it was not bad at all. Using the rest of the day to nap and then dinner with some of my favorite people.
I prefer to remain in my pajamas and listen to silly music quite loudly; currently Carry Out by Timbaland and Justin Timberlake. The following lines are just a few examples of the brilliant lyricism found in this piece:
I have a wicked crush on this boy. I haven’t felt this way in a long time and, suddenly, I find myself revisiting these insecurities that I have only really ever experienced over two years ago. That notion in your gut that this particular person could completely shut you down at any given moment. And if that were to happen you would just crawl inside a hole and die kind of feeling. It is simultaneously beautiful and terrifying.
Do you know that sort of pedestal on which you place most acquaintances? That mystified idea of who and what that person is; without flaws, without baggage? Just the idea of their demeanor and not much else? He is still up there. After all of this time together he is still that awesome, that funny, and that adorable.
Okay, so I skipped my class. Yeah, I know. But I have had a great day! I worked out, cooked myself some good food, took a longggg shower, painted my toenails, watched Pride&Prejudice and now am watching Too Young to Kill…gotta love that Friday afternoon television.
I have a great weekend planned. I must say I am most excited for Dirty Projectors because it is a gorgeous tiny venue in one of my favorite cape towns and I’m going with a pretty cool guy. If it’s nice out (which it better be!) we’ll probably go to the beach.
It’s finally starting to feel like summer isn’t ages away :)
Since my friend Jonathan has decided to move from the Arcade (pop culture/reviews) section of the newspaper to Views, I will be moving with him. My first View? An apology for Brown’s no-requirements-outside-the-major system. I mean, seriously…what is the point of taking one semester of French when you’re 20 years old?
Yes! That Astronomy class I am signed up for at 8:00 AM on Tuesdays and Fridays this fall is so completely relevant….
I have returned from a phenomenal easter weekend with my beautiful family. Amazing food, great conversation, good news (my brother will be attending college in the great city of BOSTON and I could not be more thrilled for him!), and so much sleep. I also managed to watch: Training Day, Aladdin, Enchanted, Alice in Wonderland, Step Brothers, and 50 First Dates; an impressive movie weekend if you ask me.
It should be noted that the effects of adderall** are inefficient as soon as one logs into facebook and/or Tumblr. OOPS!
**Can you tell me anything about gender discrimination in the Caribbean tourism industry!? LOLZ
I walked into my apartment this evening only to find all three of my roommates anxiously staring into their laptops. I asked what was up…”Class registration”
EFFF. Seriously, I had not given this any thought whatsoever. I was off in some lalaImgoingtoLondonandnothingreallymattersland and I still have yet to receive my acceptance to the program. As I tried to decipher my degree audit online I realized two things; 1) my school likes to put really BOMB courses in the catalogue and never actually offer them, and 2) they manage to schedule all of the required courses in the same time slot each semester, forcing helpless college students into taking summer courses and thus spending thousands more on this private institution. GAYSAUCE.
Also, I keep thinking about my schedule. Do I want to get all of my classes out of the way in the morning so I can work in the afternoon? Do I want to schedule all of my classes on three weekdays? Will I still work at my current place of employment come September? (answer: heck no)