End of the year blah blah blah, nostalgia blah blah blah, i'll miss it blah blah blah blah blah.
None of that is true. I cannot even WAIT to get my tushie out of this hellhole of a dormitory and make my pilgrimage back to my personal Eden...the wonderful springtime paradise that is Appleton, WI. Nothing is more beautiful than the sight of ACTUAL TREES AND GRASS, not to mention my lovely family and my KITTY CAT!!!! I honestly have no qualms about leaving this place. None. Zip. Zilch. That is why I am already mostly packed to go home. I have nothing left to do except get on that plane and BE HOME ALREADY.
Do the capital letters adequately get my point across? I feel as if they do. I'm super excited.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Television Television
I love television. I love everything about it. I love that episodes are at most an hour long, I love that the length of a season allows for more character development than in a film, I love that the writing and the acting are just as good as film...I think that the current offering of television dramas and comedies far outshines the crap we have in the box office these days. And of course, I have my favorite shows - Alias, 30 Rock, the Office, Scrubs, Arrested Development, Supernatural, Gossip Girl, Buffy...the list goes on.
Not only do I have a love for television, I also have somewhat of an obsession. Rare is the day when I don't go online to view an episode of my current show (which is six feet under, btw). Rare also is the day when I do not obsessively discuss details of some television show with an unwitting or unwilling victim. And rarest of all is the day I do not plop myself down in front of my television set and mindlessly watch something I don't even like when I should be doing homework.
This relationship that television and I have is supremely unhealthy. My happiness practically depends on the availability of the latest episode of the Office, I can't have a social life on Thursdays because the lineup is too good to miss. I know that I'm an addict - I know this, and yet I cannot get myself to quit. I've tried to go cold turkey, and I thought perhaps the strike would teach me to live without television, but no! I only grew more desperate for serial plotlines and awkward humor.
Alas, I fear that I will never break the spell that the television industry has so carefully and tightly woven about me. My case is a hopeless one - rather than have a life I shall rot in front of my tv, slowly dying of a vitamin D deficiency.
Not only do I have a love for television, I also have somewhat of an obsession. Rare is the day when I don't go online to view an episode of my current show (which is six feet under, btw). Rare also is the day when I do not obsessively discuss details of some television show with an unwitting or unwilling victim. And rarest of all is the day I do not plop myself down in front of my television set and mindlessly watch something I don't even like when I should be doing homework.
This relationship that television and I have is supremely unhealthy. My happiness practically depends on the availability of the latest episode of the Office, I can't have a social life on Thursdays because the lineup is too good to miss. I know that I'm an addict - I know this, and yet I cannot get myself to quit. I've tried to go cold turkey, and I thought perhaps the strike would teach me to live without television, but no! I only grew more desperate for serial plotlines and awkward humor.
Alas, I fear that I will never break the spell that the television industry has so carefully and tightly woven about me. My case is a hopeless one - rather than have a life I shall rot in front of my tv, slowly dying of a vitamin D deficiency.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
You know what I hate?
hate it when people who are perfectly capable of making a good point resort to name-calling and blind character attacks.
I hate it when I'm the only one in my lab group who actually knows what they're doing.
I hate it when I have two tests and two lab papers in two days.
I hate the fact that I'm 2000 miles away from the only person that really understands me.
I hate that my brother is being deployed again.
I hate that I can't control my addiction to television.
I hate that my room is a mess and I can't motivate myself to clean it.
I just hate life right now, okay?
I hate it when I'm the only one in my lab group who actually knows what they're doing.
I hate it when I have two tests and two lab papers in two days.
I hate the fact that I'm 2000 miles away from the only person that really understands me.
I hate that my brother is being deployed again.
I hate that I can't control my addiction to television.
I hate that my room is a mess and I can't motivate myself to clean it.
I just hate life right now, okay?
Friday, April 4, 2008
Warning: Weekend of Mayhem Ahead
Lots of things to do this weekend, not the least of which is Michelle's sorority formal. I'm still deciding whether or not I want to rush Alpha Phi for next year, and maybe this event will help me decide one way or another. We had a fun time last night deciding who was going to wear what. We eventually decided that she would wear my ruched blue dress and I would wear her strapless black number. We also switched heels - silver strappy for her, leopard-print peep-toe for me. It will be TIGHT. Also, big poofy hair. I honestly can't imagine that anyone will be better dressed than us.
Ooh. Must get fake nails too.
Saw the Indiana Jones trailer today. Also the Incredible Hulk and Ironman. And Batman. Summer movies are the best!! Action, Christian Bale and superheroes and old favorites coming back and Christian Bale? Go watch the trailers now. Do it. You won't regret it.
Did I mention Christian Bale?
Ooh. Must get fake nails too.
Saw the Indiana Jones trailer today. Also the Incredible Hulk and Ironman. And Batman. Summer movies are the best!! Action, Christian Bale and superheroes and old favorites coming back and Christian Bale? Go watch the trailers now. Do it. You won't regret it.
Did I mention Christian Bale?
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