Here's the annoying thing: the fact that I am taking symbolic logic is not helping me much in doing the circuit problem assigned in CS this week (which is what Symbolic Logic is all about). Maybe because I am not focused enough right now to do any sort of synthesis or analysis or anything. Monday is not over yet and I'm ready for the weekend. But when am I not?
Saw the Academy Awards yesterday with Karen, Ian, and their fam friends. The highlight was the excellent fondue. The lowlight was the Academy Awards show. Who decided creme-beige chiffon was attractive? Who put the wig on PenCruz's head? Who thought Hugh could sing?
And who allowed Religulous director to plug his own film whilst presenting a documentary award?
I do love Tina Fey, though.
Anna finally got around to uploading photos from Winter Wonderland so I will post those soon. Tomorrow I am going to Radioshack to buy a computer and I will also be purchasing camera accessories so that I can finally upload the photos I have on my camera...
It is funny how quickly time escapes me. Or scary. But not to worry. I am on top of homework which is the only thing that matters to me this semestre. That and finding decent housing for next year.
Sorry this blog is boring, but it is about my life. I will try to spice it up with fictional events next time.
Love you!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Ode to MacLemenFunk
I think of you every day at the dining hall as I stretch the limits of my poor ravaged palate with hot sandwiches made with marinara and provolone or cucumbers and hummus, bolstering myself with thoughts of a cheese-filled cookie.
Every time I see a street performer standing on his head or an artistic flier taped to a bus stop or a page of really well-organized notes I begin to compose a letter to you in my head.
My notebooks are still filled with pen drawings of snakes, fish, birds, dragons, really large eyes, and the occasional goblet. Sometimes I write notes to my friends here on lined paper and fold them up with the little "Pull Me" tab, but I know they don't quite get it.
This summer I will trudge up the path to your house again and drop my oversize bag on the floor in your entryway and make small talk with Kendall while I wait for you to emerge in your baggy sweatpants and ridiculous excuse for a ponytail.
We can make lemon bars.
I love you, Macky.
Every time I see a street performer standing on his head or an artistic flier taped to a bus stop or a page of really well-organized notes I begin to compose a letter to you in my head.
My notebooks are still filled with pen drawings of snakes, fish, birds, dragons, really large eyes, and the occasional goblet. Sometimes I write notes to my friends here on lined paper and fold them up with the little "Pull Me" tab, but I know they don't quite get it.
This summer I will trudge up the path to your house again and drop my oversize bag on the floor in your entryway and make small talk with Kendall while I wait for you to emerge in your baggy sweatpants and ridiculous excuse for a ponytail.
We can make lemon bars.
I love you, Macky.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
I am feeling very expansive right now. Can people feel expansive? I dont' know.
But I am.
I'm reading Dreams of My Father. I have to admit, even when in Harlem on election night, I still held out a little bit in my mind, thinking that it wasn't possible that any human being merited this sort of enthusiasm. But maybe Obama does. He is an incredible writer, in any case. And that is a most important feature in any important person.
Has anyone else read this? If not, I suggest you give it a try.
I went to Winter Wonderland last night--for those of you who I haven't told about it, the CU Freshman winter formal. The music was loud enough that no sort of 2-way conversation could take place, but it was music that I like, and so I threw off my heels and danced with abandonment. There were maybe twice as many girls as boys there, and so I ended up dancing mostly with girls from my floor--Julia and I made frequent, sweaty trips to the surprisingly satisfactory refreshment table, I gulped down several cups of overly-sweetened lemonade.
There are pictures available but for some reason they don't do justice to how gorgeous we all looked.
Such is life.
Love you!
But I am.
I'm reading Dreams of My Father. I have to admit, even when in Harlem on election night, I still held out a little bit in my mind, thinking that it wasn't possible that any human being merited this sort of enthusiasm. But maybe Obama does. He is an incredible writer, in any case. And that is a most important feature in any important person.
Has anyone else read this? If not, I suggest you give it a try.
I went to Winter Wonderland last night--for those of you who I haven't told about it, the CU Freshman winter formal. The music was loud enough that no sort of 2-way conversation could take place, but it was music that I like, and so I threw off my heels and danced with abandonment. There were maybe twice as many girls as boys there, and so I ended up dancing mostly with girls from my floor--Julia and I made frequent, sweaty trips to the surprisingly satisfactory refreshment table, I gulped down several cups of overly-sweetened lemonade.
There are pictures available but for some reason they don't do justice to how gorgeous we all looked.
Such is life.
Love you!
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Suicide
I'm sure most people haven't heard about it, but there was a CC freshman who committed suicide this weekend. Some of the girls on my hallway were friends with him, but I'd never met him. Don't exactly no how to feel about it, they keep sending us emails about how much he was enjoying life at Columbia, etc... I just kind of feel like I'm being lied to about it and I'm not sure why. Or maybe that's what the family was telling themselves to feel better about it, or maybe it was true.
In any case, just thought I should address it, I guess. It's weird because I'm sure I've bumped into him at least once in all of the time I've been here, and I guess in some way I should feel connected to him, but really it doesn't feel like an event that took place in my life or my community--it seems to surreal or something.
Anyhow, I'm up programming (when am I not)... Questioning my life plan. As always. I'm now thinking I might want to go into infant and early-childhood development, maybe work in another country, or with at-risk parents or something.
I don't know if I could feel fulfilled working computer programming, but I guess someone's gotta do it. And maybe I'll love it when I get into the more serious stuff, but it's just so hard to tell because the work I would be doing would probably just be on an entirely different field from the work I'm doing now and...
I don't know.
To many "..."s.
The point being, I want to live in India when I grow up.
Ugh this was a stupid random post, but whatevs. If anyone has any wisdom to share on the subject of undergrad majors--please do.
Love you all.
In any case, just thought I should address it, I guess. It's weird because I'm sure I've bumped into him at least once in all of the time I've been here, and I guess in some way I should feel connected to him, but really it doesn't feel like an event that took place in my life or my community--it seems to surreal or something.
Anyhow, I'm up programming (when am I not)... Questioning my life plan. As always. I'm now thinking I might want to go into infant and early-childhood development, maybe work in another country, or with at-risk parents or something.
I don't know if I could feel fulfilled working computer programming, but I guess someone's gotta do it. And maybe I'll love it when I get into the more serious stuff, but it's just so hard to tell because the work I would be doing would probably just be on an entirely different field from the work I'm doing now and...
I don't know.
To many "..."s.
The point being, I want to live in India when I grow up.
Ugh this was a stupid random post, but whatevs. If anyone has any wisdom to share on the subject of undergrad majors--please do.
Love you all.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Poopy.
Doesn't it feel great when you read a famous work of literature and hate it and then your teacher has you read an equally frustrating 20-page feminist critique of said work and all of your hatred is vindicated and it's worth it even though half of said feminist critique was about linseed and a short story I've never read?
Yes it does.
But only relatively to the intense pain of struggling through Milton's Paradise Lost. And the dread of having to compose a 4-6 page paper about it.
That is my life right now. Plus, I have put off buying my Symbolic Logic textbook for far too long by now, and haven't read a good magazine since I got off the plane.
On the other hand, I was mere yards away from Toni Morrison, Fran Lebowitz, and, for a brief few seconds, Martin Scorcese (SPELLING???!).
Fran is a bit of a snob, but funny none the less. Toni is a goddess and I'm in love with her. Perhaps I would feel the same about Fran if I had read her books...
Perhaps I can channel Toni as I am writing my PL paper. I am learning all about channeling people right now, apparently it can be very beneficial.
Love you all!
Email me if you feel like it, I know I've been an awful pen pal to all of everyone, but it's really not on purpose or because I think you are not as important to me as John Milton, because clearly all of you are much more important to me than Milton. Even if I've never met you.
Yes it does.
But only relatively to the intense pain of struggling through Milton's Paradise Lost. And the dread of having to compose a 4-6 page paper about it.
That is my life right now. Plus, I have put off buying my Symbolic Logic textbook for far too long by now, and haven't read a good magazine since I got off the plane.
On the other hand, I was mere yards away from Toni Morrison, Fran Lebowitz, and, for a brief few seconds, Martin Scorcese (SPELLING???!).
Fran is a bit of a snob, but funny none the less. Toni is a goddess and I'm in love with her. Perhaps I would feel the same about Fran if I had read her books...
Perhaps I can channel Toni as I am writing my PL paper. I am learning all about channeling people right now, apparently it can be very beneficial.
Love you all!
Email me if you feel like it, I know I've been an awful pen pal to all of everyone, but it's really not on purpose or because I think you are not as important to me as John Milton, because clearly all of you are much more important to me than Milton. Even if I've never met you.
Monday, January 26, 2009
time to start up again.
3 mins before I go to class, but just thought I would recount some incidences from the past week or so:
1. Went to Amir's with Laura Morastica and Kamla (RS pres.) Had a wonderful time and have added 1. a papuseria and 2. Jersey City to my Places to Eat list.
2. Went out to eat with Alex and the sister missionaries. Participated in a very moving practice discussion. Bought a throw and some hangers at Bed, Bath, and Beyond and dissuaded Alex from buying a ridiculously expensive allergy-reducing bed cover.
3. Was Jooolia's wing-woman at a party she was invited to by Bobby McManArms (actually his name... except without the arms--Bobby McMahon. Hugest, most attractive rugby player ever.)
4. Ate at El Malecon with the girls, came back with leftovers to spare, ate leftovers within the rest of the evening.
5. Lost my keycard. Bought a new keycard. Found first keycard. Cried about it. Just kidding.
6. Accidentally signed up for a P.E. class that is during another class. Will be purchasing one of those time-turner thingies that Hermione Granger had, as there are no longer any slots for other P.E. classes I have time for and we are required to take P.E. for one semester of Freshmen year.
And some other stuff.
I will try to write a more detailed/interesting post later on in the week, but for now I love you all. Keep posting, Mama. And post a link to the blog that featured your baby carrot rant. And Ingy--Call Me!!!!!!!
1. Went to Amir's with Laura Morastica and Kamla (RS pres.) Had a wonderful time and have added 1. a papuseria and 2. Jersey City to my Places to Eat list.
2. Went out to eat with Alex and the sister missionaries. Participated in a very moving practice discussion. Bought a throw and some hangers at Bed, Bath, and Beyond and dissuaded Alex from buying a ridiculously expensive allergy-reducing bed cover.
3. Was Jooolia's wing-woman at a party she was invited to by Bobby McManArms (actually his name... except without the arms--Bobby McMahon. Hugest, most attractive rugby player ever.)
4. Ate at El Malecon with the girls, came back with leftovers to spare, ate leftovers within the rest of the evening.
5. Lost my keycard. Bought a new keycard. Found first keycard. Cried about it. Just kidding.
6. Accidentally signed up for a P.E. class that is during another class. Will be purchasing one of those time-turner thingies that Hermione Granger had, as there are no longer any slots for other P.E. classes I have time for and we are required to take P.E. for one semester of Freshmen year.
And some other stuff.
I will try to write a more detailed/interesting post later on in the week, but for now I love you all. Keep posting, Mama. And post a link to the blog that featured your baby carrot rant. And Ingy--Call Me!!!!!!!
Thursday, January 01, 2009
P.S. finalized spring schedule
Hindi, Computer Science, Symbolic Logic, Legacy of the Mediterranean. Tai chi?
The end
So, friends... The holiday season is over, once and for all.
Until next year.
I have gained: 1 kodak easyshare, 1 moleskin notebook, 1 cell phone virus, Toni Morrison's new book, perspective, 2 crocodile skin bags, the trust of a small dog, and the tenth anniversary edition of pocahontas.
I have lost: 4 pounds and a sad little piece of my heart. I would suspect that factored in about 1.5 ounces of said 4 pounds.
My resolutions are: Write in my new journal every day at least until it is filled up (could happen!???), take lots of pictures, even of myself, and use them for things (Scrap book? Wall hangings? Embroidery patterns?). Talk less. Take a little hint from the East Coasters and be a little less trusting, a little slower to invest. Wear makeup every day. Make at least 2 new real friends. Be cleaner. Email more. Join an Indian dance team.
Until next year.
I have gained: 1 kodak easyshare, 1 moleskin notebook, 1 cell phone virus, Toni Morrison's new book, perspective, 2 crocodile skin bags, the trust of a small dog, and the tenth anniversary edition of pocahontas.
I have lost: 4 pounds and a sad little piece of my heart. I would suspect that factored in about 1.5 ounces of said 4 pounds.
My resolutions are: Write in my new journal every day at least until it is filled up (could happen!???), take lots of pictures, even of myself, and use them for things (Scrap book? Wall hangings? Embroidery patterns?). Talk less. Take a little hint from the East Coasters and be a little less trusting, a little slower to invest. Wear makeup every day. Make at least 2 new real friends. Be cleaner. Email more. Join an Indian dance team.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Christmas is coming...
Wish list: (about 3 weeks late, I know.)
Large purse, black or red
Black blazer to be worn with strapless leopard print dress, among others
Johnny Cash, Dolly Parton, James Brown records
Well written, readable novels (esp. any Salman Rushdie, besides Enchantress of Florence which I own)
New computer
Hair cut/mani/pedi
World peace
First 2 seasons of OC, Gossip Girl, all seasons of West Wing
Stroganoff
Large purse, black or red
Black blazer to be worn with strapless leopard print dress, among others
Johnny Cash, Dolly Parton, James Brown records
Well written, readable novels (esp. any Salman Rushdie, besides Enchantress of Florence which I own)
New computer
Hair cut/mani/pedi
World peace
First 2 seasons of OC, Gossip Girl, all seasons of West Wing
Stroganoff
Friday, December 19, 2008
Home Free
I'm back in the UV, and it's crazy. So far I have:
Trudged around the U of U campus with my neon green and hot pink zebra-striped duffel bag
Enjoyed a 3-hour Food channel/VH1 marathon/nap
Eaten wheat crust pizza at Sicilia Pizza
Rewatched Slumdog Millionaire
Spent an inordinate amount of time dealing with public transportation (So much simpler in Utah)
Eaten Sunrise Spuds at Ruth's
Opened all of the cupboards, the refrigerator, and the freezer, just to see what's hoppin
Watched several episodes of "Twee and Twah" (Lu and Lo's new funny movie series)
I'm trying to catch up on all of my internet activities... since my computer stopped working I've sort of given up on this blog, but now I have access to a beautiful new mac (my mama's, not mine...) so I'll try to keep it up.
It's weird to be back. The kids seem so huge and independent--Lula was telling me the she and Lola were going to have a sleepover with the house to themselves until midnight, when Lola's parents are coming back. Cecily just put a huge coat on all by herself (she's dressing up like a teenager so that she and Maude can pretend to be "boys who are on a stage and doing rock"). It's weird that their lives have continued without me.
And yet they are all still the same lil peeps.
I think the current plan is to eat at El Salvador and then chill with the homies (Kat, Ilona, Hill'ry...) tonight. It's all somewhat overwhelming, especially with my killer cough (TB?), but I can't wait.
Missing my Barnard people already--how odd not to be able to stroll two doors down the hall and burst into Anners' room without knocking.
But the clean, warm, pressure-free home on Locust Circle is even better than when I left.
Trudged around the U of U campus with my neon green and hot pink zebra-striped duffel bag
Enjoyed a 3-hour Food channel/VH1 marathon/nap
Eaten wheat crust pizza at Sicilia Pizza
Rewatched Slumdog Millionaire
Spent an inordinate amount of time dealing with public transportation (So much simpler in Utah)
Eaten Sunrise Spuds at Ruth's
Opened all of the cupboards, the refrigerator, and the freezer, just to see what's hoppin
Watched several episodes of "Twee and Twah" (Lu and Lo's new funny movie series)
I'm trying to catch up on all of my internet activities... since my computer stopped working I've sort of given up on this blog, but now I have access to a beautiful new mac (my mama's, not mine...) so I'll try to keep it up.
It's weird to be back. The kids seem so huge and independent--Lula was telling me the she and Lola were going to have a sleepover with the house to themselves until midnight, when Lola's parents are coming back. Cecily just put a huge coat on all by herself (she's dressing up like a teenager so that she and Maude can pretend to be "boys who are on a stage and doing rock"). It's weird that their lives have continued without me.
And yet they are all still the same lil peeps.
I think the current plan is to eat at El Salvador and then chill with the homies (Kat, Ilona, Hill'ry...) tonight. It's all somewhat overwhelming, especially with my killer cough (TB?), but I can't wait.
Missing my Barnard people already--how odd not to be able to stroll two doors down the hall and burst into Anners' room without knocking.
But the clean, warm, pressure-free home on Locust Circle is even better than when I left.
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
switcheroo
instead of 20th century poetry or symbolic logic, I think I will be taking a Bible as lit course from the same prof that taught my first year seminar course. I'm kind of excited about it.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Head ache
Tentative Spring Schedule:
Hindi
CompSci JAVA (again...)
First Year English (Legacy of the Mediterranean, I think)
PE (tai chi? it comes highly recommended...)
and either 20th Century Poetry: Race, Gender, and Poetic Form
or Intro to Symbolic Logic
What do we think???
P.S. Watched American Chopper tonight. I would recommend that show to anyone with a spare hour. It was highly enjoyable, and the commercials were top notch.
Hindi
CompSci JAVA (again...)
First Year English (Legacy of the Mediterranean, I think)
PE (tai chi? it comes highly recommended...)
and either 20th Century Poetry: Race, Gender, and Poetic Form
or Intro to Symbolic Logic
What do we think???
P.S. Watched American Chopper tonight. I would recommend that show to anyone with a spare hour. It was highly enjoyable, and the commercials were top notch.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Stinky Subway Riders
I have been sitting next to some seriously questionably-smelling fellow subway passengers lately. But it's all worth it because Em and Bam are here, and we're having a MARVELOUS time!!! Here's what we have done:
1. H + M, Sephora, wandering through and admiring Em's old stomping grounds.
2. Thanksgiving hamburger/rueben (who knew I liked Saurkraut??? That is definitely not how you spell it)
3. Secretly learning new things about the subways, but pretending like I already knew them.
4. Eating at a CRAAAAZY chinese restaurant with roasted ducks, heads still attached, hanging in the window, and a painted roasted duck with its head still on decorating the big mirror at the center of the far wall.
5. Watched "To Be or Not To Be" with Em--forties comedy about naziism in Poland. Very good, and inspiring.
In short, just admiring the city. Each time someone visits I notice new things about the city. I really love it here, even though my complainy posts may suggest otherwise.
I've just been reading the Village Voice (we're supposed to be too cool for it, but I feel like they have good suggestions, even if the writing is a bit on the cheesy side. And free will horoscopess! (Marni turned me on to these)
I'm not even going to try to make that paragraph grammatically correct...
I haven't posted in forevs (or at least a little while) because my computer is broken, and though my new iTouch (thanks m and d!!!) is fabulous for many things, it is not a very good instrument for typing long-winded blog posts.
So now I am posting on a TOTALLY PUBLIC, Dell computer (dell = really loud/slow typing), and probably someone is going to come up behind me at any moment and read all of my secrets, and then life here as I know it will be over. Like Harriet the Spy, only not really like that at all.
Speaking of Harriet the Spy... ROSIE!!!
That's all I have to say on the subject.
I did my laundry today, I would like you all to know. It was very responsible of me, until I forgot that my clothes were still in the dryer and left to meet Bam and Em in China town. But no one is here, so aside from being slightly wrinkled (I'm too cool to wear wrinkle-free clothing, anyhow), I'm sure they will be fine. Also, I'm making a start on cleaning my room (Slow and steady wins the race. Wouldn't want to shock Rupert the fish after his recent move, anyhow...)
Everyone who reads this should comment and say how much they love me and their fave things about me, because I'm feeling a little lonely and out of touch, what with all of the Barnard students being in Long Island and everything.
Love you!!!
--Sneevs
1. H + M, Sephora, wandering through and admiring Em's old stomping grounds.
2. Thanksgiving hamburger/rueben (who knew I liked Saurkraut??? That is definitely not how you spell it)
3. Secretly learning new things about the subways, but pretending like I already knew them.
4. Eating at a CRAAAAZY chinese restaurant with roasted ducks, heads still attached, hanging in the window, and a painted roasted duck with its head still on decorating the big mirror at the center of the far wall.
5. Watched "To Be or Not To Be" with Em--forties comedy about naziism in Poland. Very good, and inspiring.
In short, just admiring the city. Each time someone visits I notice new things about the city. I really love it here, even though my complainy posts may suggest otherwise.
I've just been reading the Village Voice (we're supposed to be too cool for it, but I feel like they have good suggestions, even if the writing is a bit on the cheesy side. And free will horoscopess! (Marni turned me on to these)
I'm not even going to try to make that paragraph grammatically correct...
I haven't posted in forevs (or at least a little while) because my computer is broken, and though my new iTouch (thanks m and d!!!) is fabulous for many things, it is not a very good instrument for typing long-winded blog posts.
So now I am posting on a TOTALLY PUBLIC, Dell computer (dell = really loud/slow typing), and probably someone is going to come up behind me at any moment and read all of my secrets, and then life here as I know it will be over. Like Harriet the Spy, only not really like that at all.
Speaking of Harriet the Spy... ROSIE!!!
That's all I have to say on the subject.
I did my laundry today, I would like you all to know. It was very responsible of me, until I forgot that my clothes were still in the dryer and left to meet Bam and Em in China town. But no one is here, so aside from being slightly wrinkled (I'm too cool to wear wrinkle-free clothing, anyhow), I'm sure they will be fine. Also, I'm making a start on cleaning my room (Slow and steady wins the race. Wouldn't want to shock Rupert the fish after his recent move, anyhow...)
Everyone who reads this should comment and say how much they love me and their fave things about me, because I'm feeling a little lonely and out of touch, what with all of the Barnard students being in Long Island and everything.
Love you!!!
--Sneevs
Friday, November 21, 2008
LOL
http://www.theonion.com/content/node/29205
Okay, this is getting out of hand.
I'm going to read Malcom X.... Now.
Okay, this is getting out of hand.
I'm going to read Malcom X.... Now.
Things you didn't know about me:
What is more fun than answering endless questions about your own personality? Answering endless questions about your own personality and then being told awesome things about yourself that you never knew before!!!
For instance:
I have a 51% addictive personality.
My "love number" is one, which means I am stubborn, loyal, and wise (so true!!!).
I have low self esteem 24% of the time.
My taste in cupcakes is not exactly an accurate representation of my personality... (vain, shy, and restrained? I don't think so.)
However, my PBJ sandwich indicates that I am gluttonous, laid back, flexible, and a little trashy (definitely accurate... right?)
Ugh. Definitely bored with my life right now. I need to get out more, not only when people come to visit. Some of the girls and I might hang out down town and watch Slumdog Millionaire (again) tomorrow. But it's usually almost impossible to transport a large group off campus. Aren't other people as bored as I am with Morningside Heights???
Apparently not.
For instance:
I have a 51% addictive personality.
My "love number" is one, which means I am stubborn, loyal, and wise (so true!!!).
I have low self esteem 24% of the time.
My taste in cupcakes is not exactly an accurate representation of my personality... (vain, shy, and restrained? I don't think so.)
However, my PBJ sandwich indicates that I am gluttonous, laid back, flexible, and a little trashy (definitely accurate... right?)
Ugh. Definitely bored with my life right now. I need to get out more, not only when people come to visit. Some of the girls and I might hang out down town and watch Slumdog Millionaire (again) tomorrow. But it's usually almost impossible to transport a large group off campus. Aren't other people as bored as I am with Morningside Heights???
Apparently not.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
taytay
Tay's visit was amazing, of course. Spent two full days in Brooklyn, doing hip things and eating excellent food. Wandered around harlem, ate indian food, watched Slumdog Millionaire (best movie, everyone who reads this must watch it. It was a crier, for me at least. Wade remained disappointingly stoic...)
We ate Elvis sandwiches at Peanut Butter and co (Tay was brave enough to try hers with bacon) and had some crazy good american food while talking american politics (or listening to Karen and Wade talk American politics). We went to the whitney and saw a new photography exhibit (I can't remember the name of the photographer, but he was really good) and then I went downstairs to the Calder exhibit which was obviously mindblowing. Totally reminded me, Tay, and Wade of Macky.
I'm sure I've left a million things out, but that was the jist of it (gyst????????).
Ask Tay to tell you about our crazy cab times.
Today I failed (or at least did badly) on my Econ test. I'm going to have to start turning in my problem sets this week, even though they are tedious and the TA apparently has a bone to pick with every undergraduate econ student. We were moving so slowly for the whole first half of the semester that I figured I would be fine just reading the book (which I learn much more from than I do from lectures anyhow), but it's pass/fail so I should still be fine.
I've never been this stressed or incapable of doing what I need to do in, but I feel like I'm learning more than I ever have in my entire life. I think that failing at things is maybe good for me in a whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger/thomas edison sort of way.
I have to choose my classes for next semester, and I think I'm going to take another computer science course, and drop the Econ thing. Do you think I could major in lit and minor in computer science? And then go on to become a helicopter pilot for the Coast Guard?
We ate Elvis sandwiches at Peanut Butter and co (Tay was brave enough to try hers with bacon) and had some crazy good american food while talking american politics (or listening to Karen and Wade talk American politics). We went to the whitney and saw a new photography exhibit (I can't remember the name of the photographer, but he was really good) and then I went downstairs to the Calder exhibit which was obviously mindblowing. Totally reminded me, Tay, and Wade of Macky.
I'm sure I've left a million things out, but that was the jist of it (gyst????????).
Ask Tay to tell you about our crazy cab times.
Today I failed (or at least did badly) on my Econ test. I'm going to have to start turning in my problem sets this week, even though they are tedious and the TA apparently has a bone to pick with every undergraduate econ student. We were moving so slowly for the whole first half of the semester that I figured I would be fine just reading the book (which I learn much more from than I do from lectures anyhow), but it's pass/fail so I should still be fine.
I've never been this stressed or incapable of doing what I need to do in, but I feel like I'm learning more than I ever have in my entire life. I think that failing at things is maybe good for me in a whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger/thomas edison sort of way.
I have to choose my classes for next semester, and I think I'm going to take another computer science course, and drop the Econ thing. Do you think I could major in lit and minor in computer science? And then go on to become a helicopter pilot for the Coast Guard?
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
knock 'em out
Met with Prof Cannon today. It was not as scary as I thought it would be, but also not successful on the downloading eclipse front. When this computer dies I'm swearing off Macs for the rest of my life.
At least I have one, though. A girl on my floor doesn't have her own computer and so she ends up spending a million hours in the lab and no one on our floor besides her roommie has ever spoken to her.
I did better than average on the midterm, though. So at least I am not BAD at compsci.
I keep thinking I'm going to just work on my assignment until I've finished the half I'm s'posed to have done tonight, but there are so many easier, less interesting options such as posting in my blog and looking up all of my profs on facebook.... which was actually very easily the best thing I've done with my night.
I'd suggest you all try it.
The other fun thing I did today was make crayon rubbings of leaves and various baby chewing toys with Baby Girl. She was very nice up until the last 20 minutes when she decided that she needed to go outside. She kept giving me the keys and trying to get Baby Boy in the stroller, but there was no time, and she already had a cold, so I turned on Beethoven instead.
Beethoven just isn't as good as Bach, and she started pushing Baby Boy again... I'm going to bring CDs next time. Here's my question: Why do people think that babies should only listen to baby music and Baby Genius music? Baby music isn't even good, except for Raffy.
HINDI IS SO HARD!!!
At least I have one, though. A girl on my floor doesn't have her own computer and so she ends up spending a million hours in the lab and no one on our floor besides her roommie has ever spoken to her.
I did better than average on the midterm, though. So at least I am not BAD at compsci.
I keep thinking I'm going to just work on my assignment until I've finished the half I'm s'posed to have done tonight, but there are so many easier, less interesting options such as posting in my blog and looking up all of my profs on facebook.... which was actually very easily the best thing I've done with my night.
I'd suggest you all try it.
The other fun thing I did today was make crayon rubbings of leaves and various baby chewing toys with Baby Girl. She was very nice up until the last 20 minutes when she decided that she needed to go outside. She kept giving me the keys and trying to get Baby Boy in the stroller, but there was no time, and she already had a cold, so I turned on Beethoven instead.
Beethoven just isn't as good as Bach, and she started pushing Baby Boy again... I'm going to bring CDs next time. Here's my question: Why do people think that babies should only listen to baby music and Baby Genius music? Baby music isn't even good, except for Raffy.
HINDI IS SO HARD!!!
Lucky you!!!
Okay, so I actually still can't sleep, so you guys get to hear even more fun stuff about my life!!!
Maybe it would be better to focus on the positive this time. And PIXXX!
Okay, list of happy peaceful things that I usually like when I'm stressed and it's not almost dawn:
1. Yummy Hungarian Pastry Shop!!!
I usually make them make me steamed milk even though it's not on the menu and they put in honey and almond extract.
2. Duck Pond!!!
This was the only picture I could find of the Morningside duck pond so you can't tell that there's actually a waterfall there. And the goose in the picture has a broken wing. I probably should have just put a generic duck pond and pretended it was Morningside, but I have too much integrity. I went there with the babiez the other day and it started pouring, so we had to run for cover, and guess what happened to be the nearest cover?! Well, nearest cover with cookies and steamed milk...
That's right! The pastry shop! It was a double whammy, plus rain, which I always love.
3. Playing The Beatles on my Record Player!!!
But I can't do that right now because my room mate is sleeping for once in her life. She is a crazy studier and makes me feel like such a slacker!!! But now I am not only a slacker, I am a slacker who sleeps even less than she does!
4. & 5. San Pellegrino from the vending machines!!!
This one counts for two because I always get the Sparkling Orange AND the Limonata (or however it's spelled). I would do this one now, but I don't have any dollaz.
6. Singing along to Sounds of Silence!!!
Baby girl only likes to hear Simon and Garfunkel on my iPod, and this is the only song I can sing along to even though I don't know the lyrics. It's nice because we both sing along and so I don't have to feel self-conscious because she doesn't know the lyrics either.
Well, I might be tired now, but either way I'm gonna lay (lie?) back down because I have to wake up in a couple of hours...
Love you guys!!!
Maybe it would be better to focus on the positive this time. And PIXXX!
Okay, list of happy peaceful things that I usually like when I'm stressed and it's not almost dawn:
1. Yummy Hungarian Pastry Shop!!!
I usually make them make me steamed milk even though it's not on the menu and they put in honey and almond extract.
2. Duck Pond!!!
This was the only picture I could find of the Morningside duck pond so you can't tell that there's actually a waterfall there. And the goose in the picture has a broken wing. I probably should have just put a generic duck pond and pretended it was Morningside, but I have too much integrity. I went there with the babiez the other day and it started pouring, so we had to run for cover, and guess what happened to be the nearest cover?! Well, nearest cover with cookies and steamed milk...
That's right! The pastry shop! It was a double whammy, plus rain, which I always love.
3. Playing The Beatles on my Record Player!!!
But I can't do that right now because my room mate is sleeping for once in her life. She is a crazy studier and makes me feel like such a slacker!!! But now I am not only a slacker, I am a slacker who sleeps even less than she does!
4. & 5. San Pellegrino from the vending machines!!!
This one counts for two because I always get the Sparkling Orange AND the Limonata (or however it's spelled). I would do this one now, but I don't have any dollaz.
6. Singing along to Sounds of Silence!!!
Baby girl only likes to hear Simon and Garfunkel on my iPod, and this is the only song I can sing along to even though I don't know the lyrics. It's nice because we both sing along and so I don't have to feel self-conscious because she doesn't know the lyrics either.
Well, I might be tired now, but either way I'm gonna lay (lie?) back down because I have to wake up in a couple of hours...
Love you guys!!!
complainy
1. It is 3:37 in the morning, so you know, and this not sleeping thing is seriously getting serious. Mama says it's no good to just lie there in bed stressing, though, so I thought I would just let you all know that you are free to contact me at any hour because staying up late is NOT as fun as a barrel of monkeys.
2. I am still lying (laying?) down in my bed, though, and still stressing because I have to play with the babiez tomorrow and I have to get up early so I can shower and eat first so that I will be cute and peppy in the morning, or at least wearing make-up because:
a. I have to ask the babiez' mommy if she will be a rec so that I can get fancy shmancy jobs on the Upper East Side who pay for take-out and cabz.
b. I have to be cute for when I meet with my prof tomorrow. But not in a creepy way.
c. I haven't showered in too long, and I can't even get away with it anymore because it is so humid here (TMI? That's what blogs are for.)
d. What if I run into rohan/john/actorboy/alex/cute blonde boy who I see walking around on campus all of the time and make eye contact with but haven't spoken to yet in the dining hall/on my way to office hours/class?
4. OMG, a million things to do, such as:
a. Compsci homeworks. That is plural on purpose.
b. ECON MIDTERM on Mon.
c. Hindi exercises so that my prof definitely doesn't think I'm a slacker and doesn't change his mind about letting me make up all of my sick days, and so that I don't forget every single word/conjugation. Also, just noticed that there is a conversation portion on our final ) :
But I'm not doing them because they will just make me MORE stressed and prolly more unable to sleep.
5. Ugh, I"M SO HUNGRY all of the time because even though I eat so much, it's not that good, so I don't even feel like I've eaten. Except when they have baked MacNCheese and collard greens at JJ.
Plus I ran out of the bananas that I stole from the dining hall to eat with my peanut butter.
Plus I practically lost my appetite today because I had to eat with this anorexic girl who had bran CEREAL for dinner WITHOUT MILK and DIDN:T EVEN FINISH IT!!! And then she was mean and said my food looked gross, so I had to eat it with even more gusto, because it was actually pretty good, at least the salad, and it was totally AWK at the table I was at so I didn't want to look up or have to talk or anything.
It'll be okay, though, because guess who's coming to visit in 2 dayyyyzzz!!!
BFF Taylor Jacobe!!!!
Too bad I will be a crazed zombie by the time her plane lands.
2. I am still lying (laying?) down in my bed, though, and still stressing because I have to play with the babiez tomorrow and I have to get up early so I can shower and eat first so that I will be cute and peppy in the morning, or at least wearing make-up because:
a. I have to ask the babiez' mommy if she will be a rec so that I can get fancy shmancy jobs on the Upper East Side who pay for take-out and cabz.
b. I have to be cute for when I meet with my prof tomorrow. But not in a creepy way.
c. I haven't showered in too long, and I can't even get away with it anymore because it is so humid here (TMI? That's what blogs are for.)
d. What if I run into rohan/john/actorboy/alex/cute blonde boy who I see walking around on campus all of the time and make eye contact with but haven't spoken to yet in the dining hall/on my way to office hours/class?
4. OMG, a million things to do, such as:
a. Compsci homeworks. That is plural on purpose.
b. ECON MIDTERM on Mon.
c. Hindi exercises so that my prof definitely doesn't think I'm a slacker and doesn't change his mind about letting me make up all of my sick days, and so that I don't forget every single word/conjugation. Also, just noticed that there is a conversation portion on our final ) :
But I'm not doing them because they will just make me MORE stressed and prolly more unable to sleep.
5. Ugh, I"M SO HUNGRY all of the time because even though I eat so much, it's not that good, so I don't even feel like I've eaten. Except when they have baked MacNCheese and collard greens at JJ.
Plus I ran out of the bananas that I stole from the dining hall to eat with my peanut butter.
Plus I practically lost my appetite today because I had to eat with this anorexic girl who had bran CEREAL for dinner WITHOUT MILK and DIDN:T EVEN FINISH IT!!! And then she was mean and said my food looked gross, so I had to eat it with even more gusto, because it was actually pretty good, at least the salad, and it was totally AWK at the table I was at so I didn't want to look up or have to talk or anything.
It'll be okay, though, because guess who's coming to visit in 2 dayyyyzzz!!!
BFF Taylor Jacobe!!!!
Too bad I will be a crazed zombie by the time her plane lands.
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