I was hoping to prolong my ignorance of my AP scores. I guess I could have phoned in to the College Board mothership at the beginning of the month, but I didn't. But after hearing "David" casually mention his results, I decided that it was time to make the call home. (The results were mailed yesterday, so I lasted almost eight hours). After ( Read more... )

David reportedly said this last week, though if more people here had known me before the program began, I think they might have asked the same question. I am probably more social right now than I would be in any other setting imaginable. What else can I do, for instance, when I meet somebody who likes Amélie or The Triplets of Belleville just as ( Read more... )

Yesterday afternoon, I escaped from the perimeter and dropped pamphlets in Str'ml'nd about the wide range of recycling opportunities in this county, after the small group I was with received directions from the S. Waste coordinator. I felt libera(l)ted, and began to imagine that I was on a Left Wing-themed Monopoly board, filled with door-to-door ( Read more... )

I finally learned the International Phonetic Alphabet at last night's smorgasbord of the mind. It all made sense before, but I had no clue about fricatives, bilabials, glottal stops, etc.

Breakfast at Tiffany's was not as earthshakingly good as I thought it would be (based on the way that people talk about it). It was so-so, though probably a ( Read more... )

Last night culminated in a convocation that featured a deaf artist speaking about American Sign Language and deaf artists. He signed the entire hour, and used an interpreter. The second in command, "Patrick", threatened the entire student body that he would push curfew back by an hour if anyone fell asleep in convo again, because a surprising ( Read more... )

Friday night was interesting, if only because one guy on my hall discovered ten bottles of alcohol when he removed a ceiling panel. They were empty, but the head R.A. immediately launched a "Sweep of the rooms", just after the floor R.A.'s had told everyone to relax and go to bed. Maybe the hunt was just damage control, since everyone on my floor ( Read more... )

I must have been sick yesterday, because I was running a fever, and my stomach was making noise. It must have been something in the food.

Walkabout, which I watched last night, was long and tedious, but at the same time odd and disturbing. There was also a lot of sexual tension and frontal nudity. The director made the heat of the Outback so ( Read more... )

I selected Korean Culture for last night's smorgasbord. I feel like I learned some new information, but the teacher sidestepped all of my questions. "What do the signs around the circle on the South Korean flag mean?" was avoided completely. I know they have something to do with change and the Book of Changes.

Run, Lola, Run is one of the best ( Read more... )

I went to the trouble of dressing nicely this morning, so that I would look presentable today at lunch with a donor to the GSP program. When the lady in Cooper Lobby Office told me that I was invited, I immediately felt special. Of course they would invite me to entertain a guest ( Read more... )

Moulin Rouge is not my favorite movie ever. Based on gut reaction, it might just be one of my least favorite movies ever. It cannibalizes pop culture and itself to the point of crushing under its own weight. Maybe the best way to describe it is as an inverted film ( Read more... )