I turned in my grad school application today. In a few days, I'll hear about if all of my materials are all set. Obviously, they can pull my transcript. I just want to be sure that they have my GRE scores. Everything else is in. I'll have to see how things goes. I still have to write thank-you notes for the professors that wrote letters of ( Read more... )

So, it's getting to that time of year of band when we start getting to the big performances. As usual, I start to get frustrated for the following reasons ( Read more... )

It's been an odd past few 24 hours. In retrospect, the sequence of events is mildly amusing, although my tired state can't bring myself to grin at it yet ( Read more... )

It's been a random weekend so far. I would recount it here, but it seems like I've told too many people about it. I know that I have a tendency to repeat myself, but sometimes I feel like I can only tell some stories so many times and then they are old and it's as if they took place last month thought it was only within the past 48 hours ( Read more... )

Today I was walking out of my dorm when I noticed that the RA had yet again changed the bulletin boards at the end of the hall. I was a little leery at first, since last year's RA often enjoyed putting up material of a questionable nature. This time, however, one board was on the flu. That's fine and dandy--we're college students, and unless we ( Read more... )

I made an attempt to fix Ester's computer yesterday. The good news is that eventually I got it going. The bad news is how I truly goofed things up and I continue to do so. The moral of the story: a minor in computer science will help you with coding and abstract concepts, but has no practical value whatsoever. I already knew that. I used to be ( Read more... )

I finally got around to doing laundry and found myself in the end with one acquired pair of underwear (which I'm almost convinced isn't mine, but I'm not entirely sure) and two unmatched socks missing. Another was missing as well, but it evened out when I went back to the laundry room and found it fell behind the door. Apparently some impatient ( Read more... )

Yup. You read that right. Sometimes when I have funky days and I want to put the feelings into words, I get these weird metaphors and stuff. Although I don't like having those weird sort of days, I have to admit that looking at the poetry in retrospect is interesting. I guess that's part being a writer--we have to plunder our own feelings, ( Read more... )

1. The University treats my middle name as if it is part of my first name. It's not hyphenated, so clearly my middle name is a separate entity unto itself, usually relegated to an initial. Translation: My name is Mia, not Mia-Lynn. That would be weird ( Read more... )

So, Turning Point was this weekend. It's hard to believe that my freshman year, Turning Point was an off-campus event with a few students. I remember going and I hardly knew anyone. I met Sarah Buccos there and sat up talking with the girls at a couple from New Colony's house about things. I remember Denise, who we stayed with, made this wonderful ( Read more... )