Well, we would see the movie if it was actually in theatres right now. Ha!

I took a nap but couldn't quite sleep. I'm not hungry so I'm not eating. I'm going out though it's snowing like mad. I have a yellow post-it note with a list of things for me to do before I leave for break. Two more finals tomorrow. La la la.

Today was not a bad day, really. We had a German study session. Then Cherilyn and I sat in Shaw's totally takeout watching VH1's 100 sexiest celebrities for much longer than we should have, which also proved to be an enlightening experience as I now know that Cherilyn liked, when she was 10... oh, I dare not mention! I believe tomorrow we are ( Read more... )

Dear God (as a non-existant, profound-sounding proxy for "Whatever ( Read more... )

( One of those long surveys that nobody reads yet I was bored and stole it from Sarah because it looked interesting enough to do and so on )

I have failed my political philosophy exam, for all intents and purposes. Let's celebrate!

Anyway, good news. A publisher in the area heard the radio plays when they were broadcast. According to Anita, he would like to publish A Life Not Lived (my group's collaborative effort) in his literary magazine! Something small but exciting nevertheless ( Read more... )

Today was lovely, albeit uneventful. No studying was done, and I can well predict now that very little studying will be done, my political philosophy exam is at 5:45 PM tomorrow and I will wing it with what I have in mind, off hand. Or on hand. People will be staying up all night tonight. Suffice it to say then that I value sleep over grades ( Read more... )

Poor sticky-handed girl.

I'm happy that I got such a great response on my last entry, even if you did have difficulty reading it (but that's to be expected, especially if you're not used to the way somebody writes). I love handwriting and it is a little obsession of mine. I admire it like I admire a decent picture of myself. It's me and it's vanity, in a strange way, ( Read more... )

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The radio plays went fantastic! It's really something to hear a piece that you've written (or collaborative effort-ed) being broadcast amongst the masses. I've recorded it on my computer should anybody harbor a vague curiosity. I'm only sad that we writers weren't credited. That would have been nice, really. I suppose one can't have anything. ( Read more... )