from a fictional character.
"If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals."
Thank you for the wisdom, Sirius Black.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
random updates
Once again, it has gotten to be too loud in the Tutor Center for me to even attempt concentrating on work. This is upsetting, only because I've accomplished a lot here in such a short amount of time and would like to keep doing so. I've taken all the notes for my Brit Lit paper and only have 40 pages left in Stasiland for German History. Now I'm going to waste the next 45 minutes online, probably reading blogs and refreshing twitter and facebook every five minutes or so. Awesome.
Went to Villanova this weekend. I had a lot of fun, even though it was insanely hot this weekend (and continued to be yesterday and continues to be today). Being there kind of made me want a little bit more of a university style school, but at the same time I like being at a small college way too much. I especially enjoy how spoiled we are at Ramapo, what with our copious amounts of space and bathrooms that are shared by maximum six people rather than an entire floor.
Anyway, Novafest was cool. I've never seen that many drunk people in the middle of the afternoon on a field. Or so many cops that weren't doing anything about the fact that there were an abundance of underage kids drinking themselves silly in the middle of the day. It was pretty weird, but in a good way. I met a bunch of C's friends and got to spend time with him, K, M, and J. It was definitely worth getting behind in my homework even more than I am now. I suppose it was worth the not being able to shower for two days. The only time I can name that I wanted a shower more was after the Streetlight Manifesto concert last year. I have never appreciated showers more than these two situations.
Also, I am proud to say that I managed to get home on my own. After being on three different trains and in four different train stations, I made it to Newark in one piece. I'm just happy the parents decided to pick me up from there. Otherwise I would have been taking an additional two trains, one to Secaucus and then one to Radburn. I'm quite pleased that I only had to go from Nova to Philly, from Philly to Trenton, and from Trenton to Newark. I think that's quite enough for one day. At least I know that I can figure out trains and that I know where things are in each of those train stations.
I think I may be in possession of a car soon. I think. I haven't heard anything to the contrary. Apparently it's a 2001 (?) midnight blue VW Bug with a six CD changer and sun roof. Sounds good to me. The only drawback is that it's a stick shift, which is only a drawback because I'm not that great at that quite yet. Mostly because I've only driven a stick shift car like twice. I just need to make that happen when I get home for the summer and I should be golden. I will be incredibly excited when this actually happens. I will actually be able to drive myself to my job rather than rely on others to drive me. Glorious, glorious.
We're coming upon the orgy of tension known as finals. I've got so much work that I don't even know what to do with it, except attempt to get as much done as possible this weekend. This is the first weekend that I will just be staying at school for I don't know how long. I don't think I've ever been happier not to have plans. I just want to do a bunch of my work, chill out, and catch up on TV with Kt. Sounds lovely right now. Alas, I still need to get through this week. This extension for my American Novel paper might be saving my life right now.
25 minutes left. As soon as this shindig is over, I'm going to run back to the dorm, shower, and watch a much deserved episode of VMars, season three. Until then, Stasiland calls.
Went to Villanova this weekend. I had a lot of fun, even though it was insanely hot this weekend (and continued to be yesterday and continues to be today). Being there kind of made me want a little bit more of a university style school, but at the same time I like being at a small college way too much. I especially enjoy how spoiled we are at Ramapo, what with our copious amounts of space and bathrooms that are shared by maximum six people rather than an entire floor.
Anyway, Novafest was cool. I've never seen that many drunk people in the middle of the afternoon on a field. Or so many cops that weren't doing anything about the fact that there were an abundance of underage kids drinking themselves silly in the middle of the day. It was pretty weird, but in a good way. I met a bunch of C's friends and got to spend time with him, K, M, and J. It was definitely worth getting behind in my homework even more than I am now. I suppose it was worth the not being able to shower for two days. The only time I can name that I wanted a shower more was after the Streetlight Manifesto concert last year. I have never appreciated showers more than these two situations.
Also, I am proud to say that I managed to get home on my own. After being on three different trains and in four different train stations, I made it to Newark in one piece. I'm just happy the parents decided to pick me up from there. Otherwise I would have been taking an additional two trains, one to Secaucus and then one to Radburn. I'm quite pleased that I only had to go from Nova to Philly, from Philly to Trenton, and from Trenton to Newark. I think that's quite enough for one day. At least I know that I can figure out trains and that I know where things are in each of those train stations.
I think I may be in possession of a car soon. I think. I haven't heard anything to the contrary. Apparently it's a 2001 (?) midnight blue VW Bug with a six CD changer and sun roof. Sounds good to me. The only drawback is that it's a stick shift, which is only a drawback because I'm not that great at that quite yet. Mostly because I've only driven a stick shift car like twice. I just need to make that happen when I get home for the summer and I should be golden. I will be incredibly excited when this actually happens. I will actually be able to drive myself to my job rather than rely on others to drive me. Glorious, glorious.
We're coming upon the orgy of tension known as finals. I've got so much work that I don't even know what to do with it, except attempt to get as much done as possible this weekend. This is the first weekend that I will just be staying at school for I don't know how long. I don't think I've ever been happier not to have plans. I just want to do a bunch of my work, chill out, and catch up on TV with Kt. Sounds lovely right now. Alas, I still need to get through this week. This extension for my American Novel paper might be saving my life right now.
25 minutes left. As soon as this shindig is over, I'm going to run back to the dorm, shower, and watch a much deserved episode of VMars, season three. Until then, Stasiland calls.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
the in-between time
Here I am, in between the stress of one day and the next. At this moment, I should be in my dorm, winding down from the night's torrent of homework and procrastination. I'm not, clearly. I was forced to come home for a haircut appointment tomorrow morning at roughly the crack of dawn (9:30 a.m. in real people time) and it is way easier on all parties involved if I just come home and sleep on the still spring-less bed.
Alas, here I am.
This whole haircut thing was an impulse. I have no idea what I want to do with my hair. This is what happens when you are anxious and play with split ends so you don't bite your nails out of anxiety. You notice the split ends, then notice how long and unkempt your hair has gotten, and get an appointment to chop said hair off. There's no thought of what the hair is going to look like after, the only thought is that it will be shorter. I need to figure this out soon.
Alas, here I am.
This whole haircut thing was an impulse. I have no idea what I want to do with my hair. This is what happens when you are anxious and play with split ends so you don't bite your nails out of anxiety. You notice the split ends, then notice how long and unkempt your hair has gotten, and get an appointment to chop said hair off. There's no thought of what the hair is going to look like after, the only thought is that it will be shorter. I need to figure this out soon.
Caffeine
Reasons I dislike Tuesdays:
1. My day usually starts out at the tutoring center. Somewhere I'd prefer not be at 8:30 a.m. Then again, the only place I would actually WANT to be at 8 a.m. would be my lovely bed. Preferably fast asleep. The only good part of this whole thing (aside from being paid) is that I usually have three solid hours in which to finish the Euro homework that I have procrastinated all week.
2. I never end up finishing the Euro homework during tutoring, especially now that it's the end of the semester and some crazies are actually getting up early to come to see me for help. What's that about? Anyway, this means that I have to finish the homework after.
3. The insane urge to fall asleep at the most inconvenient of times, i.e., right before or during my three hour class
4. The fact that I need approximately three cups of coffee are necessary in order for me to not pass out with my face on a desk. This is a problem to me at this moment because I was just reading the following article: pros & cons of caffeine and thinking about the possibility that caffeine could actually have negative affects on my health. This is not a pleasant thought process, I don't like it at all.
I've lost my train of thought, but I think this is enough reason for me to want to crawl into my bed under the covers and not face the day.
1. My day usually starts out at the tutoring center. Somewhere I'd prefer not be at 8:30 a.m. Then again, the only place I would actually WANT to be at 8 a.m. would be my lovely bed. Preferably fast asleep. The only good part of this whole thing (aside from being paid) is that I usually have three solid hours in which to finish the Euro homework that I have procrastinated all week.
2. I never end up finishing the Euro homework during tutoring, especially now that it's the end of the semester and some crazies are actually getting up early to come to see me for help. What's that about? Anyway, this means that I have to finish the homework after.
3. The insane urge to fall asleep at the most inconvenient of times, i.e., right before or during my three hour class
4. The fact that I need approximately three cups of coffee are necessary in order for me to not pass out with my face on a desk. This is a problem to me at this moment because I was just reading the following article: pros & cons of caffeine and thinking about the possibility that caffeine could actually have negative affects on my health. This is not a pleasant thought process, I don't like it at all.
I've lost my train of thought, but I think this is enough reason for me to want to crawl into my bed under the covers and not face the day.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Oh, this is going to be a day
I need to edit my American Novel experiential paper because it may or may not be due today. That just means that I'm on my blog, not editing when I have oh...maybe a half hour to get it done. Fuck yeah!
Who's surprised.
An encounter this weekend, while sitting outside of O'Reilly's Pub:
A man from Phoenix, about fifty or so, wearing a cowboy hat comes outside with his friend to smoke. The Cowboy glances at Kt and me. The following dialogue ensues.
Cowboy: "These the two foxes you were talking about all night?"
Friend: (mildly uncomfortable) "Uh...no." (Turning to us) "Exactly how underage are you guys?"
Oh, the encounters you will have in what seemed to me to be the boondocks of New Jersey. Or whatever Newton is.
Who's surprised.
An encounter this weekend, while sitting outside of O'Reilly's Pub:
A man from Phoenix, about fifty or so, wearing a cowboy hat comes outside with his friend to smoke. The Cowboy glances at Kt and me. The following dialogue ensues.
Cowboy: "These the two foxes you were talking about all night?"
Friend: (mildly uncomfortable) "Uh...no." (Turning to us) "Exactly how underage are you guys?"
Oh, the encounters you will have in what seemed to me to be the boondocks of New Jersey. Or whatever Newton is.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Yes, this is my third post in the span of about an hour
But it's entirely necessary.
Logan: Alone again.
Veronica: Naturally.
Logan: I, uh, I know the feeling.
Veronica: You? Host of the greatest private replacement prom ever? I'm sure you could have your pick of the bimbos. I really like this song.
Logan: You know, I'm surprised, Veronica. And as a keen observer of the human condition, I thought you saw through people better than that. Bimbos? That's not me anymore.
Veronica: So what are you like now?
Logan: You know. Tortured. Ever since I had my heart broke.
Veronica: Hannah really did do a number on you, huh?
Logan: Come on, you know I'm not talking about Hannah. I thought our story was epic, you know? You and me.
Veronica: Epic how?
Logan: Spanning years and continents. Lives ruined, bloodshed, epic. But summer's almost here. We won't see each other at all. Then you'll leave town then...and then it's over.
Veronica: Logan...
Logan: I'm sorry. About last summer. If I could do it over...
Veronica: Come on. Ruined lives, bloodshed? You really think a relationship should be that hard?
Logan: No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.
One more thing,
I've seen people do the Hannah Montana Hoedown Throwdown more times than I ever thought I would today.
"You undercounted the sassy."
I think I can HEAR the stress wrecking its way like a tornado through my brain.
That can't be good.
We're now entering crunch time within the semester. To use a Babette-inspired phrase, I've got papers, readings, and tests coming out of my yin-yang. I don't even want to think about finals, I'm too busy thinking about all of the other stuff that I have to do that comes before it. Mmm, college. I don't see that much sleep in the foreseeable future, not that I'm getting too much at the moment.
The good news is that I managed to buy printer ink! Yes, that is in fact how bleak this week has been. Getting office supplies was pretty much the high note. To be fair, that was actually a trip that involved me, Kt and J running around Office Depot pretending to be important businesspeople and testing out the best executive chairs/desks. Good times.
Tomorrow I plan on watching Sophie Scholl: the Final Days. I would be more excited if the film were not in German. I'm hoping that the movie will be so good that the language barrier won't matter.
If that fails, at least it counts for both Euro experiential and my paper!
About writing that paper...
I should do that at some point.
One last thing: I'm watching "Look Who's Stalking", one of my FAVORITE episodes of VMars. Mostly because of the scene in which Logan describes his and Veronica's relationship as epic when he's all drunk. That DEFINITELY one of may favorite scenes ever. And then because of the angst that comes along at the end were everyone's in pain, because as we know, i do love when characters face painful situations. This isn't a sadism thing. I think it's best explained by a quote (from I think Doctor Who) that my roommate introduced me to: "Sad is happy for deep people." I hope that explains it, I can't guarantee my comprehensiveness at this point.
Also, the song "I Hear the Bells" is in it and I love that song.
The only negative part of the episode is the time wasted on Jackie and Wallace having sex on prom night. Hello, raise your hand if you care. Didn't think so.
That can't be good.
We're now entering crunch time within the semester. To use a Babette-inspired phrase, I've got papers, readings, and tests coming out of my yin-yang. I don't even want to think about finals, I'm too busy thinking about all of the other stuff that I have to do that comes before it. Mmm, college. I don't see that much sleep in the foreseeable future, not that I'm getting too much at the moment.
The good news is that I managed to buy printer ink! Yes, that is in fact how bleak this week has been. Getting office supplies was pretty much the high note. To be fair, that was actually a trip that involved me, Kt and J running around Office Depot pretending to be important businesspeople and testing out the best executive chairs/desks. Good times.
Tomorrow I plan on watching Sophie Scholl: the Final Days. I would be more excited if the film were not in German. I'm hoping that the movie will be so good that the language barrier won't matter.
If that fails, at least it counts for both Euro experiential and my paper!
About writing that paper...
I should do that at some point.
One last thing: I'm watching "Look Who's Stalking", one of my FAVORITE episodes of VMars. Mostly because of the scene in which Logan describes his and Veronica's relationship as epic when he's all drunk. That DEFINITELY one of may favorite scenes ever. And then because of the angst that comes along at the end were everyone's in pain, because as we know, i do love when characters face painful situations. This isn't a sadism thing. I think it's best explained by a quote (from I think Doctor Who) that my roommate introduced me to: "Sad is happy for deep people." I hope that explains it, I can't guarantee my comprehensiveness at this point.
Also, the song "I Hear the Bells" is in it and I love that song.
The only negative part of the episode is the time wasted on Jackie and Wallace having sex on prom night. Hello, raise your hand if you care. Didn't think so.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
killer queen.
My only reasoning for the title is that it shuffled its way onto my iPod this afternoon. It's fancy.
I totally caved. Instead of Contemporary Latin America, I am now in Major Authors: Chaucer. I totally embrace this choice and can no longer really remember why I wasn't taking it in the first place.
Also, I figured out how to officially declare Literature as my second major! Fuck yeah.
Random quote:
Veronica: "Hey, are you sick, or am I gonna see you singing "Twist and Shout" on a parade float? Call me."
One of my favorite shows/characters referencing one of my favorite movies. Fantastic.
One of my favorite things about Veronica Mars (and really, any one of my favorite TV shows for that matter) is its completely well developed characters. Really, even the characters that are total jackasses (re: Sheriff Lamb) are fantastically written. This show should have never been canceled. Although I did not like their fourth season proposal. The whole FBI-we're-going-to-just-eliminate-most-cast-members-and-add-all-new-ones was not okay with me. I'm reeeeally hoping the movie does actually get made. Although things are not looking good. Meaning I just looked it up and every article says it's most likely not going to happen, except for one very mean April Fool's joke.
How is it that Veronica Mars is a no-go while all of the Twilight books are going to be made into movies, basically without question? This depresses me.
I totally caved. Instead of Contemporary Latin America, I am now in Major Authors: Chaucer. I totally embrace this choice and can no longer really remember why I wasn't taking it in the first place.
Also, I figured out how to officially declare Literature as my second major! Fuck yeah.
Random quote:
Veronica: "Hey, are you sick, or am I gonna see you singing "Twist and Shout" on a parade float? Call me."
One of my favorite shows/characters referencing one of my favorite movies. Fantastic.
One of my favorite things about Veronica Mars (and really, any one of my favorite TV shows for that matter) is its completely well developed characters. Really, even the characters that are total jackasses (re: Sheriff Lamb) are fantastically written. This show should have never been canceled. Although I did not like their fourth season proposal. The whole FBI-we're-going-to-just-eliminate-most-cast-members-and-add-all-new-ones was not okay with me. I'm reeeeally hoping the movie does actually get made. Although things are not looking good. Meaning I just looked it up and every article says it's most likely not going to happen, except for one very mean April Fool's joke.
How is it that Veronica Mars is a no-go while all of the Twilight books are going to be made into movies, basically without question? This depresses me.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
rainstorm.
I want to leave work so badly right now, it's unbelievable.
On a happier--well at least, different, note, I registered for classes yesterday afternoon. Next semester I have:
-Contemporary Latin America
-Shakespeare Plays
-Historiography
-Western Studies II
Yeah. I'm not that excited either. Although I do want to take Shakespeare Plays. I'm fighting the urge to replace Contemporary Latin America with Major Authors: Chaucer. As I type this, I'm feeling like that would be a better and better idea, especially because I know the professor and have her now, and Contemporary Latin America is TBA...and we're done here.
I feel like I'm living in Roswell (the show, not the town/city) at this point, something I don't find to be a bad thing. Except that I have all these annoying responsibilities that get in the way of my damn TV watching. Or, as I prefer to call it, my "pop culture studies" (the entire point of Under the Bed University) (As soon as that gets up and running, I am golden). That, and a desperate desire to have cool alien powers.
I've wanted it to be the weekend since Sunday night. I have a ton of work to do (hello, this is my life) but on Friday we have the Brand New concert and K and M are visiting, so at least I have something to look forward to other than work. And, of course watch Roswell.
On a happier--well at least, different, note, I registered for classes yesterday afternoon. Next semester I have:
-Contemporary Latin America
-Shakespeare Plays
-Historiography
-Western Studies II
Yeah. I'm not that excited either. Although I do want to take Shakespeare Plays. I'm fighting the urge to replace Contemporary Latin America with Major Authors: Chaucer. As I type this, I'm feeling like that would be a better and better idea, especially because I know the professor and have her now, and Contemporary Latin America is TBA...and we're done here.
I feel like I'm living in Roswell (the show, not the town/city) at this point, something I don't find to be a bad thing. Except that I have all these annoying responsibilities that get in the way of my damn TV watching. Or, as I prefer to call it, my "pop culture studies" (the entire point of Under the Bed University) (As soon as that gets up and running, I am golden). That, and a desperate desire to have cool alien powers.
I've wanted it to be the weekend since Sunday night. I have a ton of work to do (hello, this is my life) but on Friday we have the Brand New concert and K and M are visiting, so at least I have something to look forward to other than work. And, of course watch Roswell.
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