teal, aquamarine, navy, robin's egg,azure, cerulean, cobalt...
Shades of blue.
I'm bummed. The best things in life are the hardest, right? You're supposed to have to work for them and fall flat on your face every now and then, right? If at first you don't succeed, try, try again and other bullshit sayings that people use to make themselves feel better . . . right? God, life is a bust right now. Which sucks even more because I had such a good day filled with sunsets at the park, ice cream, and such a good voice rehearsal. Can't wait to see what tomorrow will bring . . .
Wow. I'm a whiny little shit tonight. Sorry.
The food here at Javu will kill you!
Um, yeah, I couldn't figure out how to copy the little descriptions. So you can just look at my pictures. :)
What up fellow bloggers? Alas, it is Dead Week. And even more . . . alas . . . it is half-way over. :) Dead week has been busy busy but a manageable busy. Next week, however - it's going to be a big one. If I can get everything done this weekend, that would be rockin' and stress-relieving. We'll see.
So, in my last 9 days as a student, I want to make use of all of my student advantages one last time. I want to see a film at the Ross, wander through the Sheldon, nap in the Sculpture garden between classes, swim in the fountain one last time:), charge a lotta shit to my Ncard, ride the bus, go to the final Hatha class with Josie, print out a lot of free stuff in the Honors Lab, eat in Selleck (maybe . . .) . . . and much much more.
Ridiculous - yes? Do I care - no. :) I'm about to go to my last nightclass. Consequently, my last Psych class. Whoa - that's crazy. Tomorrow in Poetry, we are having a mock Poetry Reading and eating "lunch-time foods" (Quoting my teacher). I'm going to miss that class - even the people who bug the shit out of me. ;) Tomorrow is my last day of classes as an undergraduate student.
So here's to hoping for more classes as a graduate student. Peace and love.
I feel old.
Laya and I just watched Beauty and the Beast. Not only did we watch Beauty and the Beast, but we watched it on VHS. Remember? Those big boxy things with two wheels for the film? And to make it worse, I realized that I am now older than the beast in that movie. He has to make Belle fall in love with him by his 21st birthday. Damn.
More later. Probably during psych.
I'm Larry the scary Rex, I'm a scary Dinosaur
But don't be afraid of my sharp sharp teeth
or my mighty mighty roar.
Hells yeah, I'm watching Clifford right now. Martin Short's shining moment. ;) Rock on Target bargain DVDs.
Life:
Choir: done. Our final concert was last night. We sang Durufle's Requiem for a Good Friday service in this beautiful church. After our last note ceased to ring in the rafters, I almost got a little teary eyed. . . my last college choir concert. May I stress the word almost.
Poli Sci: becoming managable. I got an A on my paper!
Poetry: tearing me up but loving the writing at least. It's difficult, writing poetry for a class. It turns into something that the teacher wants or your group workshop wants, but not what you want. I generally respect my teacher's opinion, but then there are those whose comments seem purely for the sake of making a comment. And that's when I feel guilty and uber-arrogant.
Psych: is interesting lately. Near-death experiences and life after death talk. Some crazy stuff.
Thesis: "acceptable" in the words of my advisor. Works for me. The completion form is in, but now I have a couple weeks to continue revisions, so hopefully next weekend I will complete all finalizing. HOLY CRAP I NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD BE DONE!
STA Internship: is out. I made my awesome video and missed the deadline by an hour (unknown to me until I got to the website). Bummer.
School in general: almost over! Four weeks from today, I'm'a graduate!
I'm beginning to dread the mail . . .
"Loser"
Only the losers win
they've got nothing to prove
They'll leave the world with nothing to lose
You can laugh at the weirdos now
Wait till wrongs are right
They'll be the ones with nothing to hide
'Cause I've been thinking, thinking
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've got a contract pending on eternity
If I haven't already given it away
I've got a plan to lose it all
I've been the burnout kid
I've been the idiot
I'll turn the other cheek to be hit
You can take what you want from me
Empty me till I'm depleted
I'll be around if I'm ever needed
I wrote this song for you
To show how I'm selling out
I'll take the benefit of a doubt
