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I can only bring myself to update while I'm running on caffeine, which doesn't happen so often these days. Caffeine makes me overly anxious and my boobs tender two full weeks before I menstruate. However, it's the only agent I know that buckles me down for multiple term papers.
I bought a student membership to SFMOMA for $25. Besides re-entry, the only other benefit seems to be a %15 discount towards purchases made at the gift shop. It's not really useful. I don't think I'll go enough times a year for it to amount to $25, especially if I go on free Tuesdays, but the museum is making a big deal over membership price increases for 2006, and I thought oh shit I better buy my membership TODAY. Instead of paying $7 for an hour's worth of browsing, I paid $25 for a year's worth. That sounds better. Besides, I hate crowds. With my membership, I can also pay to get docent training, which gives me an edge for a volunteer position. If I ever wanted to do something Fine Arts related, museum work would come in handy. I would feel content doing museum work.
"I want nevertheless to add that for me the world is a defiance of common sense."
The last three movies I saw were (in order) Mysterious Skin, Requiem for a Dream, and KIDS. For KIDS, I got up to the part where Jenny found out she was HIV positive, and the only boy she ever had sex with, Telly, was looking for another virgin to fuck. Then the toilet overflowed, and diluted piss water flooded our bathroom. Afterwards, I decided that I didn't want to deal with loss innocence anymore, so I never finished KIDS. I'm going to wait until I feel super invincible before I watch it again. Amanda and I agreed that KIDS should be mandatory in every high school, because no matter how fucked the movie is, it so obviously recurs in every landscape.
I saw Mysterious Skin twice- first with my roommates, then with Amanda and Colin. No one particularly cared for it except me and maybe Amanda.
"P.S. Are your crabs gone yet?"
Books in Order:
Perks of Being a Wallflower (again); The Book of Tea; Fight Club (again) and Less Than Zero (from the author of American Psycho). Reading these books is like self-medication or justification for all my anti-social tendencies. Fight Club really takes it to another level.
Colin invited me to join him and Amanda to spend Christmas at his uncle's mansion in Mexico. Surprisingly, my mom is really encouraging me to do so, and will even pay for my ticket if it isn't an outrageous price. I think this really kicks ass!!
Arular is such a good album.
Facts About You- yes or no only.
__ I enjoy my free time so much that I could never give it up.
__ I get angry easily.
__ I must sleep late.
__ I cannot tolerate routines.
__ Much of the time I have serious doubts about myself.
__ I would want my child to be just like me.
__ I can't imagine spending $850 per month on someone else for the next 18 years.
__ I still have years to go before I am fully mature.
__ I don't like sharing my possessions with others.
__ I must be able to go out and do things when I feel like it.
__ Many times I can't control my temper.
__ Children get on my nerves a lot.
__ I feel unprepared to take care of a newborn baby.
__ I need someone else to love me before I can love myself.
I'm doing my homework in a bed of roses!
I bought a student membership to SFMOMA for $25. Besides re-entry, the only other benefit seems to be a %15 discount towards purchases made at the gift shop. It's not really useful. I don't think I'll go enough times a year for it to amount to $25, especially if I go on free Tuesdays, but the museum is making a big deal over membership price increases for 2006, and I thought oh shit I better buy my membership TODAY. Instead of paying $7 for an hour's worth of browsing, I paid $25 for a year's worth. That sounds better. Besides, I hate crowds. With my membership, I can also pay to get docent training, which gives me an edge for a volunteer position. If I ever wanted to do something Fine Arts related, museum work would come in handy. I would feel content doing museum work.
"I want nevertheless to add that for me the world is a defiance of common sense."
The last three movies I saw were (in order) Mysterious Skin, Requiem for a Dream, and KIDS. For KIDS, I got up to the part where Jenny found out she was HIV positive, and the only boy she ever had sex with, Telly, was looking for another virgin to fuck. Then the toilet overflowed, and diluted piss water flooded our bathroom. Afterwards, I decided that I didn't want to deal with loss innocence anymore, so I never finished KIDS. I'm going to wait until I feel super invincible before I watch it again. Amanda and I agreed that KIDS should be mandatory in every high school, because no matter how fucked the movie is, it so obviously recurs in every landscape.
I saw Mysterious Skin twice- first with my roommates, then with Amanda and Colin. No one particularly cared for it except me and maybe Amanda.
"P.S. Are your crabs gone yet?"
Books in Order:
Perks of Being a Wallflower (again); The Book of Tea; Fight Club (again) and Less Than Zero (from the author of American Psycho). Reading these books is like self-medication or justification for all my anti-social tendencies. Fight Club really takes it to another level.
Colin invited me to join him and Amanda to spend Christmas at his uncle's mansion in Mexico. Surprisingly, my mom is really encouraging me to do so, and will even pay for my ticket if it isn't an outrageous price. I think this really kicks ass!!
Arular is such a good album.
Facts About You- yes or no only.
__ I enjoy my free time so much that I could never give it up.
__ I get angry easily.
__ I must sleep late.
__ I cannot tolerate routines.
__ Much of the time I have serious doubts about myself.
__ I would want my child to be just like me.
__ I can't imagine spending $850 per month on someone else for the next 18 years.
__ I still have years to go before I am fully mature.
__ I don't like sharing my possessions with others.
__ I must be able to go out and do things when I feel like it.
__ Many times I can't control my temper.
__ Children get on my nerves a lot.
__ I feel unprepared to take care of a newborn baby.
__ I need someone else to love me before I can love myself.
I'm doing my homework in a bed of roses!