Every Sunday I look at the huge list of things still to do on my white board. But I (almost always) feel like I'll finish them before they're due. I'm not scared that I'll fail any of them. I am a bit nervous about some of them, but know that I'll make it through. I always have ( Read more... )

(title idea taken from Kaitlin)

whew!!!

Up a little later than intended, but only an hour past target bed time.  Which isn't bad, considering I completed most of my list, with the notable exceptions of the tasks that needed doing to avoid embarrassment (violin & Russian practice) and finishing HP#7.  But I went to the tailor, packed almost ALL of my ( Read more... )

As my dear roommate pointed out: four more days ( Read more... )

There's nothing quite like waking up to a bed breaking beneath you to make you feel a) like a fat cow or b) pissed off that the people who dismantled and remantled your bedroom were mildly incompetent ( Read more... )

A week and a half 'til Norway.  I'm nervous.  Summer with all its laziness is rejuvanating.  I fear losing what I'm beginning to regain of myself.  I am always astounded by how much energy I use at school.  Even when I'm relaxed at school I expend energy.  But that is good.  It is just so nice to not put out for a little while.

Yesterday I was lazy ( Read more... )

As my facebook status says: I am the delighted owner of 6 new books, a "Teach Yourself Norwegian" book/cd set and a long needed Russian dictionary replacement.

I originally went for the latter two and one of the former (Anna Karenina), but then, heading to the blank notebook section I discovered the 3 for 2 table!!! And I thought: nice, but ( Read more... )

ARE OVER!!!

I have a week to pack and hang out and adjust to life with out assignments hanging over my head.  Below is a cumulative finals week lj post. Read from the bottom up for correct timeline if you care.

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tequila is.....not always the best idea...

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Young children ask "What if?" because they don't know enough to be scared of the future.

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book list for the summer:

Anna Karenina
The Great Gatsby
The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles
My Name is Red by Orhan Pamuk

reread:
Parcival by von Eschenbach
Master and Margarita

summer is approximately 14 weeks long, seven of which I will spend in Norway, but I think that will actually increase the amount of reading I will do because really--what else is there to ( Read more... )

Today, having read yesterday for tomorrow, I took an afternoon walk down the very large hill to the shopping center to buy ingredients for Thai Tofu.  On the way there, I got distracted by the shops.  Normally, clothing stores would not distract me. However, I am required to have an all white--not bone, not eggshell, not ivory, not off-white of any ( Read more... )

I feel like I am just biding my time.

I am not doing much of anything in Seattle.  Unless, of course, you count watching (to date) one or two seasons of Alias, almost three correction: two of the West Wing and one of Six Feet Under, cleaning the kitchen twice a day (I now understand why my mom gets so frustrated with dishes being left in the sink), ( Read more... )