Last Sleep of A Girl
http://uk.download.yahoo.com/ne/fu/oa/eurcncs185030.mpg
Rar! Robots!
I think we should all learn that dance and do it at the Sco.
OMFG It's me!!! (webcomic)
The snow was absolutely gorgeous. It's been snowing hard all day and equally difficult to pay attention. Mallary and Sophie and I had a mini-snowfight and made faces in the snow on our way to Stevie.
It's been kind of a stressful day. I pulled an all nighter with only the help of one Jones Soda drink, which is kind of awesome. I revised three poems, finished a (horrible) play and wrote an entirely new story, and I also finished my final french homework of the year (huzzah!). I am so, so done with that retarded class and Mr. Arrogant, Mr. I'm going to insult you for shopping at Goodwill. Fuck face vagina!
I am henceforth known in my Baldwin group as "Thunder Vag"
I also am become to slowly realize how insulting I am and why the real world will be such a struggle to avoid getting lynched in.
I was sitting in Creative Writing class. Someone had created this adorable story called "The Christmas Machine", an atypical vignette about invention and Christmas cheer. Well, there wasn't a name to it, so someone pointed to Ezra and said, "Isn't this your story?"
Ezra immediately waved his hands off and said, "No! I'm Jewish!"
So, brilliant me decides to perk up and say, "Then you should write a story called The Jew Machine!"
Thank fucking GOD that I was halfway through the word 'Jew' before I realized that was an idiotic thing to say. I was also saved by the fact that everyone was laughing at Ezra's previous comment and didn't hear me.
I am never going to survive out of Oberlin.
I also realized something during my French oral session. While there may be other people in my class who probably have much more time to study and commit themselves more deeply than I have, I am tenfold more creative than they are. I mean, jeez, to describe Porky Pig while playing taboo I said, "Il y a une pomme dans sa bouche!" (There is an apple inside his mouth... I had previously mentioned he is not only a cartoon character but also a delicious meal) Earlier to describe the verb "naitre" (to be born) I said, "Les enfants tombent de la mère." (The children fall from the mother) while making gesticulations over my uterus. That's something to be proud about! ^_^
Sorry. I'm having my one moment of arrogance. I'm just happy that I'm not at least completely failing myself. I think the final on Sunday will go well if I believe it will. And next semester, bonjour De Jesus, au revior Thommeret!
Rar! Robots!
I think we should all learn that dance and do it at the Sco.
OMFG It's me!!! (webcomic)
The snow was absolutely gorgeous. It's been snowing hard all day and equally difficult to pay attention. Mallary and Sophie and I had a mini-snowfight and made faces in the snow on our way to Stevie.
It's been kind of a stressful day. I pulled an all nighter with only the help of one Jones Soda drink, which is kind of awesome. I revised three poems, finished a (horrible) play and wrote an entirely new story, and I also finished my final french homework of the year (huzzah!). I am so, so done with that retarded class and Mr. Arrogant, Mr. I'm going to insult you for shopping at Goodwill. Fuck face vagina!
I am henceforth known in my Baldwin group as "Thunder Vag"
I also am become to slowly realize how insulting I am and why the real world will be such a struggle to avoid getting lynched in.
I was sitting in Creative Writing class. Someone had created this adorable story called "The Christmas Machine", an atypical vignette about invention and Christmas cheer. Well, there wasn't a name to it, so someone pointed to Ezra and said, "Isn't this your story?"
Ezra immediately waved his hands off and said, "No! I'm Jewish!"
So, brilliant me decides to perk up and say, "Then you should write a story called The Jew Machine!"
Thank fucking GOD that I was halfway through the word 'Jew' before I realized that was an idiotic thing to say. I was also saved by the fact that everyone was laughing at Ezra's previous comment and didn't hear me.
I am never going to survive out of Oberlin.
I also realized something during my French oral session. While there may be other people in my class who probably have much more time to study and commit themselves more deeply than I have, I am tenfold more creative than they are. I mean, jeez, to describe Porky Pig while playing taboo I said, "Il y a une pomme dans sa bouche!" (There is an apple inside his mouth... I had previously mentioned he is not only a cartoon character but also a delicious meal) Earlier to describe the verb "naitre" (to be born) I said, "Les enfants tombent de la mère." (The children fall from the mother) while making gesticulations over my uterus. That's something to be proud about! ^_^
Sorry. I'm having my one moment of arrogance. I'm just happy that I'm not at least completely failing myself. I think the final on Sunday will go well if I believe it will. And next semester, bonjour De Jesus, au revior Thommeret!