Random thoughts of late
I had a dream the other day in which Davis Hasselhoff asked me to sing in his upcoming CD. I told him that I couldn't sing and he seemed very surprised. He said "aren't you a drama major?" and I was like yeah but I still can't sing. Talk about randomness.
Rumor has it that my cousin is going to run for Miss Panama. I should be happy for her, and frankly I'm not surprised. She's always been freakishly tall and pretty. It must be human nature then, that makes me feel not happy but something else, maybe jealous, maybe anger that I had to get screwed with the bad family genes, I don't know, but it's something other than happiness. I can't wait to go back to Panama and have my entire family (namely my uncle) nag me about how SHE ran for Miss Panama and how she's skinny and she's pretty, and well, I'm nothing. Because whatever accomplishment I might procure for myself will surely pale in comparison to running for a beauty pageant, right? Well then I wont go back to Panama till I become an Oscar winning actress, because now that I got an A in my acting class, I'm definitely on the fast track to stardom. Next thing I know I'm going to be packing my shit and moving to Hollywood. Right. On.
I'm very Happy with my grades. I got a couple of A's, B+'s and just one B. Good, because I really busted my ass all semester. My overall GPA went up by almost one point, which is always great. I'm not quite sure I care that much though. As long as I got my 2.9 to get into J-school, I'm good.
This is what my schedule will look like next semester:
DRAM170 COSTUME HISTORY TR 09:30AM-10:45AM
JOMC053 NEWS WRITING TR 11:00AM-01:45PM
W 04:00PM-04:50PM
JOMC088 INTRO TO MULTIMEDIA MW 09:00AM-10:50AM
JOMC180 ADV PHOTOJOURNALISM TR 04:00PM-05:50PM
Notice the lack of classes on Fridays. Although I'm not sure what the hell I'm going to do with myself those days. Hopefully I will get to catch up on sleep since I wasn't able to get late classes. I dont know, things might change if I feel I should be taking another class. Probably a Drama one, but everything is closed as of right now. I'm excited about my multimedia one and the prospects of designing a cooler website.
I'm going to go to bed early because I have to get up early and help Christina move out of her dorm before I have to head over to work at 12. Then I have to start summer school Tuesday, bright and early at 9:45. Oh and I have decided to stop drinking coffee (Ok, maybe not stop but reduce consumption) for the next couple of weeks. I mean, understand folks, I've been drinking coffee since I can remember, I can't just stop drinking it like that. You don't want me to go an a killing rampage or something of that effect, which would happen if I were to stop cold turkey like that.
Daddy Lapadula's b-day was yesterday and, surprise, we headed over to Olive Garden for dinner. We weren't expecting a 25-30 minute wait, but apparently, unlike we, who reserve OG for events like graduations and b-days, people in Cary seem to go there for casual Saturday night activities. I gotta say, Cary never fails to show us how little we belong there. Although it is not quite as bad as working in Cameron Village in Raleigh. I walked to lunch yesterday and I thought I was going to have a yuppie overdose. Uf, I swear wealth was just oozing in the hot, humid air. It's all good, I'll have my revenge one day. Namely, the day I stop drinking coffee and go on the aforementioned killing rampage.
I really shouldn't be a hater like that :(
Rumor has it that my cousin is going to run for Miss Panama. I should be happy for her, and frankly I'm not surprised. She's always been freakishly tall and pretty. It must be human nature then, that makes me feel not happy but something else, maybe jealous, maybe anger that I had to get screwed with the bad family genes, I don't know, but it's something other than happiness. I can't wait to go back to Panama and have my entire family (namely my uncle) nag me about how SHE ran for Miss Panama and how she's skinny and she's pretty, and well, I'm nothing. Because whatever accomplishment I might procure for myself will surely pale in comparison to running for a beauty pageant, right? Well then I wont go back to Panama till I become an Oscar winning actress, because now that I got an A in my acting class, I'm definitely on the fast track to stardom. Next thing I know I'm going to be packing my shit and moving to Hollywood. Right. On.
I'm very Happy with my grades. I got a couple of A's, B+'s and just one B. Good, because I really busted my ass all semester. My overall GPA went up by almost one point, which is always great. I'm not quite sure I care that much though. As long as I got my 2.9 to get into J-school, I'm good.
This is what my schedule will look like next semester:
DRAM170 COSTUME HISTORY TR 09:30AM-10:45AM
JOMC053 NEWS WRITING TR 11:00AM-01:45PM
W 04:00PM-04:50PM
JOMC088 INTRO TO MULTIMEDIA MW 09:00AM-10:50AM
JOMC180 ADV PHOTOJOURNALISM TR 04:00PM-05:50PM
Notice the lack of classes on Fridays. Although I'm not sure what the hell I'm going to do with myself those days. Hopefully I will get to catch up on sleep since I wasn't able to get late classes. I dont know, things might change if I feel I should be taking another class. Probably a Drama one, but everything is closed as of right now. I'm excited about my multimedia one and the prospects of designing a cooler website.
I'm going to go to bed early because I have to get up early and help Christina move out of her dorm before I have to head over to work at 12. Then I have to start summer school Tuesday, bright and early at 9:45. Oh and I have decided to stop drinking coffee (Ok, maybe not stop but reduce consumption) for the next couple of weeks. I mean, understand folks, I've been drinking coffee since I can remember, I can't just stop drinking it like that. You don't want me to go an a killing rampage or something of that effect, which would happen if I were to stop cold turkey like that.
Daddy Lapadula's b-day was yesterday and, surprise, we headed over to Olive Garden for dinner. We weren't expecting a 25-30 minute wait, but apparently, unlike we, who reserve OG for events like graduations and b-days, people in Cary seem to go there for casual Saturday night activities. I gotta say, Cary never fails to show us how little we belong there. Although it is not quite as bad as working in Cameron Village in Raleigh. I walked to lunch yesterday and I thought I was going to have a yuppie overdose. Uf, I swear wealth was just oozing in the hot, humid air. It's all good, I'll have my revenge one day. Namely, the day I stop drinking coffee and go on the aforementioned killing rampage.
I really shouldn't be a hater like that :(