Remember 2006 via the media ( Read more... )

So I've been super super busy with work this week. I have about 40 pages of typewritten stuff to turn in next week, and I'm not going to start with the handwritten stuff. Basically, I live in Swem, the library. I have consistently spent 4 and a half or more hours inside that building every bloody day. It becomes depressing ( Read more... )

So, Fall break. It was interesting. We, meaning my dad, younger brother, and myself, left Williamsburg by about noon to get to the airport in Richmond. From there we flew to JFK, where we were met by a driver to take us to the bed and breakfast in Brooklyn that we were staying in (it was a block from my cousin's house and thus convienient). ( Read more... )

I am starting to wonder what I have gotten myself into in these last couple of days. If I don't go insane with the amount of stuff I'm doing by the end of fall break, it might be a miracle. Here's to hoping I can get through all of my midterms (1 tomorrow, 2 on tuesday, 2 take home papers that I'll need to finish before fall break), actually get ( Read more... )

Being extremely busy actually rather suits me. I'm kind of beginging to enjoy having only a few hours of nothing time between my last class and the start of meetings-it means I actually get stuff done instead of say, facebooking. It also means that my sleep paterns have become somewhat normal, which is exceptionally rare in college. Rush ends ( Read more... )

Now that I've figured it out, here is my current schedule, just classes and always gonna stay the same stuff right now, as to add in all extracurriculars would equal pandemonium ( Read more... )

Wow, do I feel like a William and Mary student. I just practically begged to be let into History 387 (goodness what a high level). Sure, its a class I'll probably love, Tudor England, by a professor I like, Hoak, but I really feel like a college kid by pestering the professor with emails and showing up for the class that I'm not currently in ( Read more... )

it feels good to be back at school. Boy do I love it here. Perhaps a real update later, but I can't be sure.

You'd think, working at a boy's camp, that I would have escaped most of the drama that girls like to create this summer. Unfortunately the laziest, bitchiest girl in camp works in sailing with me. I cannot wait to go home to people who make sense; boy to I long for my old roomie and Eliz and their lack of bitch right now.

Today I got a big ol' bruise on my forearm when one of my co-workers crashed into my sailboat with the motorboat he was driving. I wished he had reversed when I told him too, cause this bruise sucks and looks bad. On a plus side, the sail was pretty awesome, and the plaque I'm making for my kid's bunk (tradition-names and year and whatnot) is ( Read more... )