There are things you can't afford to know, so I save all my breath for the sails...
I am going to skip my first class tomorrow morning because it is large and the professor is leaving at the end of the semester and doesn't seem to care and I like to sleep in.
My Interpretive Practices prof said that her soul is in her thumb.
She showed us clips from Boys Don't Cry and Priscilla, Queen of the Desert during our discussion on gender. I love both films, but she chose poor clips, and it was hard to come up with anything intriguing to say. I hate sounding pretentious, but most of what people say in that class is bullshit. I wish the class was more challenging.
I wish I challenged myself.
I spoke to the guy I liked earlier this semester today and
I felt nothing. Which was good. I'm confident that, even if he told me today he liked me, I wouldn't go for him. Next!
I need to find a roommate starting June. Anyone looking for a place to live?
Internship hunting is becoming such a pain in the ass. OIE offered me the job I had last year again, but I'd really like something new.
I steamed some asparagus today and
it was AMAZING.
We surprised my boss today with a birthday gift: a gift certificate to The Melting Pot.
Fondue is probably more AMAZING than steamed asparagus.
I had to research Ashlee Simpson's lip synching incident on SNL for my marketing class and
it was hilarious. Stupid, stupid girl. Although, she's the one with millions of dollars, and I'm still looking for a summer job...
I balanced a bottle of water on my head for ten minutes today just for the hell of it.
I don't think that's a marketable skill.
I miss spring break and
salt water taffy isn't very good.
I really like the smell of sangria and
Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both
parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard
Humanity i love you because
when you're hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you're flush pride keeps
you from the pawn shops and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house
Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it's there and sitting down
on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity
i hate you
-e.e. cummings
My Interpretive Practices prof said that her soul is in her thumb.
She showed us clips from Boys Don't Cry and Priscilla, Queen of the Desert during our discussion on gender. I love both films, but she chose poor clips, and it was hard to come up with anything intriguing to say. I hate sounding pretentious, but most of what people say in that class is bullshit. I wish the class was more challenging.
I wish I challenged myself.
I spoke to the guy I liked earlier this semester today and
I felt nothing. Which was good. I'm confident that, even if he told me today he liked me, I wouldn't go for him. Next!
I need to find a roommate starting June. Anyone looking for a place to live?
Internship hunting is becoming such a pain in the ass. OIE offered me the job I had last year again, but I'd really like something new.
I steamed some asparagus today and
it was AMAZING.
We surprised my boss today with a birthday gift: a gift certificate to The Melting Pot.
Fondue is probably more AMAZING than steamed asparagus.
I had to research Ashlee Simpson's lip synching incident on SNL for my marketing class and
it was hilarious. Stupid, stupid girl. Although, she's the one with millions of dollars, and I'm still looking for a summer job...
I balanced a bottle of water on my head for ten minutes today just for the hell of it.
I don't think that's a marketable skill.
I miss spring break and
salt water taffy isn't very good.
I really like the smell of sangria and
Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both
parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard
Humanity i love you because
when you're hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you're flush pride keeps
you from the pawn shops and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house
Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it's there and sitting down
on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity
i hate you
-e.e. cummings