Hello, Internet! Guess who is done with classes? Me! This is exciting, and also terrifying, because I am basically halfway done with college now, and I don't know how I feel about that. But we're not thinking about that now, or about any other scary things (like Italy or my summer unemployment) because the last day of class is awesome. Yes ( Read more... )

I have a plan for the rest of the semester. My plan. Let me show you it.

The Plan (or, "I Can't Prove This Makes Any Sense, But I Sure Hope That It Does")1. Box of Terror essay (6-8 pages) due April 14. Topic chosen, research underway. This is already better than last semester's Box of Terror essay. I am proud of myself. (Side note: Does it ( Read more... )

*headesk* You guys, can we kick my overachieving ass, please? Here's the assignment I'm doing for my Linguistics final project:

For a foreign language that YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT, talk to a speaker of that language and either: (a) tape about 50 words and see what sounds and sound patterns are present, or (b) elicit about 30 carefully ( Read more... )

1. My Hush Sound CD is MIA somewhere. Oh, FBR, why so cruel? (Also, the exact same thing is going to happen with Pretty. Odd. This is sadmaking ( Read more... )

Time: 8:20 PM

Paper: Done.

Length: 13 pages.

Quality: unknown, and I'm not looking at it again until tomorrow afternoon before class.

Now: CompLaw reading, IR reading, Italian skit memorization, Italian homework.

10:00 PM: Project Runway, damnit. I need my adopted gay!boy. Oh Christian.

Projected Bedtime: unknown.

Ciao, a piu tarde.

I have one more class tomorrow at 10:30, and then I will be done with my first year of college. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, people. WTF. (you know, except for the final exams thing ( Read more... )

In what has become a truly distrubing and boring habit, I list everything to be done this weekend, as I understand it.

( This applies to no one but me, really )