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Boston on Sunday was insanely awesome. It's fun surprising the people you love. We went to the science museum, and wandered around Boston looking for food and bargain clothing. I think it's safe to say fun was had by all.
Biotech III presentations are done! I'm free!
I had a last minute emergency dance lesson today. I think it went well, I started off badly, was good in the middle, and at the end was slightly less than good. Turns out there's going to be a lot more people then I expected. But my first dance is nice and early in the morning, so hopefully not as many people will be there, and I'll be able to ease into performing.
I really don't want to do this Humanities paper, I'm really liking this book, but I just want to sit and read it and absorb it, and let it soak it. I really don't want to have to examine all the characters. I also don't want to find out more about McCarthyism. It's cool, but I'd rather sleep, as I've wasted most of tonight on tv.
I cried at the State of the Union. First I got really mad, because I think it's none of the government's business who I decide to love and marry. Then I got really mad again, because I think INVADING a country qualifies as forcing views onto people. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that Iraqis have the chance to vote, if that's what they really want...go them, but there must have been a better way to go about it. And then at the end I cried, because Bush was talking about a Marine who was killed, and his mother sent Bush a letter, and in the letter it talked about the last time he was home and the mom told her son that she wanted to protect him, cause that's been her job his whole life. And then the marine told her that it was time for him to do his job protecting her. And then he went to Iraq and died at Fallujah. And then they cut to his mother in the audience, and all of congress is applauding her, and the poor woman is crying, and her husband is trying to be supportive, but he's struggling too, and then the Iraqi visitor woman, hugs the marine's mom. And that's when I lost it.
I then proceeded to watch Sex and the City, which made me feel better...slightly.
Biotech III presentations are done! I'm free!
I had a last minute emergency dance lesson today. I think it went well, I started off badly, was good in the middle, and at the end was slightly less than good. Turns out there's going to be a lot more people then I expected. But my first dance is nice and early in the morning, so hopefully not as many people will be there, and I'll be able to ease into performing.
I really don't want to do this Humanities paper, I'm really liking this book, but I just want to sit and read it and absorb it, and let it soak it. I really don't want to have to examine all the characters. I also don't want to find out more about McCarthyism. It's cool, but I'd rather sleep, as I've wasted most of tonight on tv.
I cried at the State of the Union. First I got really mad, because I think it's none of the government's business who I decide to love and marry. Then I got really mad again, because I think INVADING a country qualifies as forcing views onto people. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that Iraqis have the chance to vote, if that's what they really want...go them, but there must have been a better way to go about it. And then at the end I cried, because Bush was talking about a Marine who was killed, and his mother sent Bush a letter, and in the letter it talked about the last time he was home and the mom told her son that she wanted to protect him, cause that's been her job his whole life. And then the marine told her that it was time for him to do his job protecting her. And then he went to Iraq and died at Fallujah. And then they cut to his mother in the audience, and all of congress is applauding her, and the poor woman is crying, and her husband is trying to be supportive, but he's struggling too, and then the Iraqi visitor woman, hugs the marine's mom. And that's when I lost it.
I then proceeded to watch Sex and the City, which made me feel better...slightly.