Today I was reminded of why I like college so much.

My American literature class, which is usually fairly dull and uneventful, completely blew my mind today. We were discussing Walt Whitman's Song of Myself, which I know I've been exposed to before, but which I definitely didn't remember being quite this amazing. Still, after my mind wandered for ( Read more... )

Note to self: staying up until 3am is only a good idea at the time. In the morning, it will make you feel like shit.

Anyway. Somehow I got a B- on my Jew Class paper. It was without a doubt one of the worst things I have ever written, and like I told Dave after seeing my grade, I should've gotten an F. Or at least a C. Still, I guess if I do well ( Read more... )

Today I will...

->Do my French homework
->Do my Lit homework (if possible - my book got soaked!)
->Go grocery shopping->Go to the gym, because doing a 10K tomorrow scares the shit out of me ( Read more... )

( April needs to get here NOW )

Amen to that. To anyone and everyone who might have any kind of influence over the various decisions I make throughout my life: do not let me go home for Thanksgiving EVER AGAIN. Word ( Read more... )

I don't even know what to say, or rather, how to say what I know I want to say. I can't do it without sounding more emo than a Bright Eyes song, which is annoying but at this point seemingly unavoidable. Basically, I've been unmistakably reminded of why I only come "home" in-between semesters: my fucking family is way too much to deal with. I want ( Read more... )

I <3 my definitely not-so-little brother Cyrus. Up until about five minutes ago he was reading a Tamora Pierce book. Now he's snoring like there's no tomorrow while still holding the book up to his face.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I definitely need to go to sleep now.

So tonight, after napping from about 6pm to 11pm (yeah, I know), I wound up going out with Sean and Mike first to the Smokehouse and then just on a random drive around Oakland. Even though I myself never drive, I love, love, love driving aimlessly around the city. It's always an adventure, especially at night when you can't quite see where you're ( Read more... )

Just to get the whining out of the way, here are the bad things about being at home ( Read more... )

Maybe I should just never sleep in my room. I mean, I slept through crew practice, but I still eventually got up a good hour earlier than I normally do when I'm in my über luxurious bed. What's more, I have all of my French homework done, and have picked out the picture that I'm going to "share" with the class (seriously guys, have I gone back to ( Read more... )