any clunck or clanck or bump or beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep or buuuuuuuzzzzzzzzzzzz or clack or splunk in the night or anytime of the day is the radiator and it is causing me to lose my mind ( Read more... )

I don't know how I feel about women's schools. I feel like all the straight girls here are really desperate, and that I'm slowly becoming one of them, and that is the exact opposite of how I expected the girls to be here. When boys are never around you really notice. I also wish you could take more than 4 classes a semester and not die. So it ( Read more... )

I had a really nice birthday when I didn't think I was going to, and I had a really weird, contemplative weekend. I have decided 19 is going to be my year of scandal. I just feel like 19 asks for scandal, I don't know why. I guess because it is solid adult, but then it's still really young and naïve and the last year of teenager-dom. I don't ( Read more... )

I was in the engineering building for 7 hours today and I didn't even have engineering today. Fuck proposals. Fuck bureaucracy. Fuck it in the ass with something abrasive. something abrasive indeed. I am going to be a rebel engineer and write what I want to say without all this "professional format" bullshit. and fuck gant charts and fuck ( Read more... )

So you do get grades here. How weird. How can they attach a letter to a paper? How can they just break it down like that? Well I got my first paper back today, it was for French. (I am not currently taking any english or history classes right now, so not too many papers) B-. Not great, but I think it was about average to say the least ( Read more... )

I can't seem to keep my life together here. I am not doing work, I am not calling people I should call, particularly my yiya. I haven't practiced piano in two weeks and I have a lesson in an hour, and I haven't had a lesson since I cried in my last lesson. And I am so jealous of you fools who are home. All my friends are transferring after this ( Read more... )

So I'm facebooking all too much and I run into all these old faces, and all these people I left behind, and some of them left me behind. I look at their pictures and see how happy they are and get to thinking maybe I could've been happier. Or why are they happier than me? But then I remember how much pictures lie, and how facebook is a big lie ( Read more... )

So I have decided to become a doula. A doula is a labor assistant, an emotional support to a woman during childbirth. I went to an informational meeting today about the training program with my friend who is taking a mid-wifery class. At first I was like: this is the stupidest most useless thing for a feminist to do, this is not where change ( Read more... )

i looked out my window today, and a quarter of the leaves on the tree outside were suddenly bright red. it is beautiful, all the leaves changing, but it also feels sort of like the trees are sick. it doesn't seem natural that their leaves should violently change colors and then fall off but they do for one reason or another. this place is so ( Read more... )

I wish it was summer. I miss having no responsibilities. And this summer was so fucking awesome. I forget that I can't just stay up all night and crash later and do no work. This weekend was incredible, but I am worn out and I am supposed to read a book called "The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism" and write a paper by thursday ( Read more... )