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senioritis is awesome. it's like high school but only better because i'm not at home :) my voice teacher commented on my recent going out tendencies by saying that i was always "three sheets to the wind" now. and because we don't actually sing in voice lessons, we went and looked up the history of this term that i'd never heard. we also check out attractive baseball players and wedding things. i love my voice lesson, but, sadly, only one remains. i pretty much stopped going to microbiology (something i've never done), and i just zone out during arabic and japanese. my arabic teacher finds this funny and makes fun of my tiredness. my japanese teacher hates me. but the best part is that i don't really care :) tomorrow i'm cutting school altogether to correct my thesis and prepare what i'm going to say at the urc. my poster has been printed and it is beautiful. the printing guy probably thought i was insane when he gave it to me and i was like "oh my god it's so pretty! yay!" but it really is lovely, i promise. and i have been assured that there will be brownies at this event so i'm pretty excited.
stayed out till 4 again this saturday, courtesy of an exciting cocktail party to which i wore the really awesome skirt i bought from this cute boutique in dallas. i realized once again that my tolerance level is pathetically low, as i was falling all over the place on my painful heels, but i did make some new friends, one of whom i had met at the mcat last year and then again on saturday, almost exactly a year after the stupid exam. afterwards i was easily convinced to go out to a bar at like 1 am, because really once it's late and i'm really tired, there's really no reason why i shouldn't just go out and get more tired. fun times at the bar, where i was really not into it but enjoyed watching everyone else having a good time, and this shady short man with a bob marley hat and dreadlocks grabbed me like 3 times. ok so when i'm practically falling down tired, do i really look like i want to dance? because i'm thinking no. obviously, for some people this is totally yes. i need to go out more these last couple of weeks, that was very much fun. about as fun as when dhanu took us bar hopping and we got back nearly at 4 after hitting up pop, beauty bar (i seriously thought this place was a really ghetto hair salon), and stumbling over to nevada smith's, where we watched people do karaoke and i ran into some guy who had been in my arabic class. everyone says they don't want senior year to end, but really, would we be having this much fun if it wasn't almost ending? the past three years i was just dying for school to be over so i could leave this place. now i'm questioning whether or not i should even try to leave manhattan. i am so flaky. but at least i'm not really doing homework anymore. my life seriously revolves around tv at this point and i like that. and the weather has been nice, also a very good thing. i took a five hour walk last saturday, attempting to shop for dresses for graduation and the formal, but ended up finding absolutely nothing. but at least it was really pretty outside.
ok i'm not really sure why i'm updating at all. i really must have nothing else to do.
stayed out till 4 again this saturday, courtesy of an exciting cocktail party to which i wore the really awesome skirt i bought from this cute boutique in dallas. i realized once again that my tolerance level is pathetically low, as i was falling all over the place on my painful heels, but i did make some new friends, one of whom i had met at the mcat last year and then again on saturday, almost exactly a year after the stupid exam. afterwards i was easily convinced to go out to a bar at like 1 am, because really once it's late and i'm really tired, there's really no reason why i shouldn't just go out and get more tired. fun times at the bar, where i was really not into it but enjoyed watching everyone else having a good time, and this shady short man with a bob marley hat and dreadlocks grabbed me like 3 times. ok so when i'm practically falling down tired, do i really look like i want to dance? because i'm thinking no. obviously, for some people this is totally yes. i need to go out more these last couple of weeks, that was very much fun. about as fun as when dhanu took us bar hopping and we got back nearly at 4 after hitting up pop, beauty bar (i seriously thought this place was a really ghetto hair salon), and stumbling over to nevada smith's, where we watched people do karaoke and i ran into some guy who had been in my arabic class. everyone says they don't want senior year to end, but really, would we be having this much fun if it wasn't almost ending? the past three years i was just dying for school to be over so i could leave this place. now i'm questioning whether or not i should even try to leave manhattan. i am so flaky. but at least i'm not really doing homework anymore. my life seriously revolves around tv at this point and i like that. and the weather has been nice, also a very good thing. i took a five hour walk last saturday, attempting to shop for dresses for graduation and the formal, but ended up finding absolutely nothing. but at least it was really pretty outside.
ok i'm not really sure why i'm updating at all. i really must have nothing else to do.