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So, apologies are due, now that I have an actual audience. I knew this online journal business would lead to ranting and raving about things that don't go my way. I didn't know anyone was actually listening! *cringes*
Oh well, I guess when they write your sordid, tell-all biography it'll all be known anyways. Expect for that one night in Cancun... :P
......sweetness! Houston, we have 3 letters! Three letters of reference means that all I have to do is write the applications essays and kick back and (thinking positive here) wait for my letter of acceptance to study in Russia next year. Ahhh......vodka.
Somehow, every day it's like I just scrape by, cramming a barely countable number of things to do into the 24 hours that the space-time continuum allots us each day. This morning I had an icky, icky russian chapter test. We all know how much fun those are. When I finished, I had 30 minutes until I had to meet the spanish club (to write funding proposals to present on Sunday) and had a nice, pleasant plan of skipping spanish class, for the first time!, to go home and be a bum, as is my true nature. Maybe drink some (more) rum. But I saw a classmate who told me our 3 pages essays were due that very day. So with 15 minutes left I ran home, fixed up the rough draft, and ran back to meet the club. Funding proposals took a long time, and we're still not done, and then I found myself going to class. Awwww.....anyways, now it's all over and it's kinda nice to feel like you've got everything on your list done for the day!!
I also met Moe, my Japanese friend, to "tutor" her. We met every Thursday, and I see her in Jazzercise MWF's. I think it'd be very useful to pick up some Japanese in exchange for this, in memory of the great Japanese-beer-commerical-celebrity that I could have been (I'll tell you guys about that adventure some other time). If I can drag my body from bed by 9 AM, I might go see her in the language lab tomorrow morning, while she is working as a japanese tutor.
Also, involving languages, I ran into my Armenian friend Mike, the ladies man of the ladies men, and he still extends an offer to teach me some Armenian. I'm sure my boyfriend would love that....who trusts Armenians? :P And Artyem will be available tonight to help with russian. But it's not his russian that intrigues me- it's the fact that he's from Kyrgyzstan. How random is that? But he seems to work to disassociate himself from that, as in he considers himself russian and not kyrgz, and he's blond, not black haired.
It's incredible how many random people you can fins if you just look around.
Last night, at last!, I went to another english coutry dance. So sweet, man! Not a soul under 40! I really enjoy these dances, both because of the dancing and because of the people. I'm going to bring some of my homies next week and we'll see how the mix goes. I'm also going to start dressing up in the ballgown agian, and borrowing Jen's pearls.
Speaking of Jen, tomorrow's her BIRTHDAY!! Last night many of the roommates- Matt, Emily, Eric, Stewart, were hard at work creating 100 JELLO SHOTS!!! Mwahahahahaha!!!!!
Mayhem will ensue shortly!
Oh well, I guess when they write your sordid, tell-all biography it'll all be known anyways. Expect for that one night in Cancun... :P
......sweetness! Houston, we have 3 letters! Three letters of reference means that all I have to do is write the applications essays and kick back and (thinking positive here) wait for my letter of acceptance to study in Russia next year. Ahhh......vodka.
Somehow, every day it's like I just scrape by, cramming a barely countable number of things to do into the 24 hours that the space-time continuum allots us each day. This morning I had an icky, icky russian chapter test. We all know how much fun those are. When I finished, I had 30 minutes until I had to meet the spanish club (to write funding proposals to present on Sunday) and had a nice, pleasant plan of skipping spanish class, for the first time!, to go home and be a bum, as is my true nature. Maybe drink some (more) rum. But I saw a classmate who told me our 3 pages essays were due that very day. So with 15 minutes left I ran home, fixed up the rough draft, and ran back to meet the club. Funding proposals took a long time, and we're still not done, and then I found myself going to class. Awwww.....anyways, now it's all over and it's kinda nice to feel like you've got everything on your list done for the day!!
I also met Moe, my Japanese friend, to "tutor" her. We met every Thursday, and I see her in Jazzercise MWF's. I think it'd be very useful to pick up some Japanese in exchange for this, in memory of the great Japanese-beer-commerical-celebrity that I could have been (I'll tell you guys about that adventure some other time). If I can drag my body from bed by 9 AM, I might go see her in the language lab tomorrow morning, while she is working as a japanese tutor.
Also, involving languages, I ran into my Armenian friend Mike, the ladies man of the ladies men, and he still extends an offer to teach me some Armenian. I'm sure my boyfriend would love that....who trusts Armenians? :P And Artyem will be available tonight to help with russian. But it's not his russian that intrigues me- it's the fact that he's from Kyrgyzstan. How random is that? But he seems to work to disassociate himself from that, as in he considers himself russian and not kyrgz, and he's blond, not black haired.
It's incredible how many random people you can fins if you just look around.
Last night, at last!, I went to another english coutry dance. So sweet, man! Not a soul under 40! I really enjoy these dances, both because of the dancing and because of the people. I'm going to bring some of my homies next week and we'll see how the mix goes. I'm also going to start dressing up in the ballgown agian, and borrowing Jen's pearls.
Speaking of Jen, tomorrow's her BIRTHDAY!! Last night many of the roommates- Matt, Emily, Eric, Stewart, were hard at work creating 100 JELLO SHOTS!!! Mwahahahahaha!!!!!
Mayhem will ensue shortly!