Goodbye Swarthmore, hello world. I'm out of the institution and need work to earn money to pay off loans. :-( I am at a loss on what to really do with my life, although I think I am getting a direction. I also hate the "new" Blogger. It sucks. I hate the new comments, Blogger bar, and dashboard. Google made Blogger suck. I hate you now Google. You truly are evil.
Wooh oo. I've been home for a while now. Emm 10 days tomorrow. Wow, time flies. I now have to write a paper before Ricky gets back so we can play. I'm afraid to see Star Trek Nemisis. it will be an end for an era. So sad. :-( The dog is getting better. He's not a complete nincompoop. He may have the brain the size of a walnut, but he can fetch and he's getting closer to be house broken. He's alseep in my lap right now, such an angel. But he's a right bastard when he's biting me. Grrr y'all know what I'mn talking about. I have war marks. Evil dog. But I love him to death. Well adieu and Happy Christmas.
Well, I go home otmommrow. I couldn't sleep last night. I went to bed at 11pm and then got up at 1am to read the First Harry Potter book. It was poretty good, but not as enthralling as I thought ti would be, but I hear they get more addicting. I went to Portabella Rd market today and it rocked!!!!
I bought some super cute Docs for £35! Anyway, I bought a lot of stuff and I spent way too much money, but hey, it's all for you bastards anyway so you better be getting me something nice for my birthday and christmas. Dec 19...I'll be 21.
Anyway, Emm, yeah I might go see a musical/play thing tonight called Contact. It has dancing and well, I was intrigued by the tube posters. If I don't go I'll get soime sleep and finish packing. I'm not looking forward to customs tomorrow. Or I could read another Harry potter Book.
We acutally road the Hammersmith and City line today and if you were a Londoner you'd be surprised too. I always thought it never existed. Oh In Harry Potter they have platform 9 3/4 in King's Cross station and I saw the sign for it yestrday when seeing Yelle off. They acutally filmed it in St. Pancras station nearby, which is what JK Rowling was really envisiiong when she wrote the book. Anyway, I love London and I know where all the places are in the Harry Potter books. Surrey is south west of london and I know where all the stations are, having been there. It's sooo cool.
Well, I have to get lunch and do some more shopping. Fun for everyone.
Next time I'll be writing here I'll be in Texas. Yippee! Hooray for puppies.
Well, here's so from Harry because we love him so.
Subj: Leaving Us
Hello folks
A couple of things for you...
As we fast approach the end of term, I wanted to let you know
about a farewell reception we have organised in Bar Med for Thu 12
Dec, 6-8pm (it only seems like yesterday when we hosted one to
welcome you). Please note that full year associates are welcome
as well.
Course directories - if you do have one that has not been covered in
pictures of Britney, Christine, the Diddy character, or the Inglesias
chap who goes out with the tennis player, can I have them back
please (pictures of Thierry Henry, Arsene Wenger or Dennis
Bergkamp are fine) - any that are returned by Wed 11 Dec will be
entered in a draw for a £20 Virgin gift voucher - if all else fails, try
bribery. I only just founf out about this so if you have already
handed in your directory, please e-mail me so I can enter you for
the draw.
End of term evaluations - Fall only students will shortly receive an
end of term questionnaire which we would be extremely grateful if
you would complete and return to me in the Admissions Office - we
do take all comments made on board, and use these to see what
we are doing right and what we are doing wrong. Again, any
submitted to me by the 11th will be entered into a separate draw
for, wait for it - a £20 Virgin gift voucher.
I'm done and yet I still think I have work to do. Damn that's bad. Emm I slept 12 hours yesterday and I made it to class to. I'm so proud of me and so is my Mommy. Yelle is out seeing stuff in London and I'll be able to do stuff today also. Woo hoo. I think we're going to the Victoria and Albert Museum. Yea Jonathan Firth! I'll be home on Sunday, that's like 2 days away. wow. I watched roman Holiday yesterday and Gregory Peck kicks ass. I also didn't know that Audrey Hepburn wasn't American. Where will the lies stop? har har. Yeah.
I had a really vivbrant dream last that I returned to Swat and that we all had new rooms in Palmer. These rooms kicked ass and had a wall of windows that faced Chester Road. Lan and I got rooms that faced east (Although thinking about that it's not physically possible) and we were both mad that it got the morning sun and not the evening sun. G-dawg and audrey got the evening sun and a bettter set of windows. Well. My dream didn't really have continuity to it because when I was in the room it was on the ground floor, but to get to it I had to climb 2 flights of stairs. It was in a large building too. G-dawg had baked somre really good smores cookies and I was all super exicted to see everyone. Dea was also there, it was like our quint from last year. I was shairng a room with Lan and our room was huge again, but bigger than our room last year. It was more rectangular and had a leather couch. There were also built in couches and the windows had huge window seats. I tripped on somethign and almost hit my head on one of the built in couch things. I was really happy to see everyone. I think I miss all my Swat friends. But anyway, we decide to bake cookies and I said I had brought some choc chips with me, but then I remembered I forgot them at home. Around then I got the feeling that I was in London and that i forgot to bring abck stuff with me. But it couldn't have been london because it wasn't raining in my dreams. Well, that and I remkarked that it was weird living in a double agaion since I spent all semester in a single.
Well, it's time for lunch and I'm cooking spaghetti. :-D
guess who's done with their work for the semester? Well, it's not me because I have a MPT paper to write over break, but other than that I AM DONE!!!!!!!! Shit yeah. I pulled 2 all nighters in a row, with only 6.5 hours of sleep between. Anyway, the fire alarm went off at 330am this morning, but I was up so it didn't matter. I can play now. Yippe! Yelle is in London and is leaving tomorrow, so perhaps we'll have some fun tonight. I'm suppsoe to meet her somewhere in Central London around 4pm. Well, I better get this bitch paper in. It's not that bad. Yea for me!
One down, one to go. got to get back to london to turn in ym Film paper and my Body in history paper which is one day late :-(
On the bright side, I only have one paper left and I hope to have it doen for tomorrow. It's a short 1800 word paper on Elizabeth I. I've have a wonderufl time in Cambridge, well as wonderful as wriitng essays get, but Danielle has been a wonderful dear and so incredibly nice for letting me to infrigne upon her for a few days. She also looks really cute when she sleeps. LOL just kidding. My eyes are going to fall out. I last slept emm well, I woke up at one pm, so if I stay awke till then, which is likey, that will be 24 hours straight, a new experience for me, but likely I will sleep on the train. hmm yeah, umm i go hom eon SUNDAY!
To drink, or not to drink: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The pains and headcaches of outrageous hangovers
Or to stay sober against a sea of alcohol,
And by opposing end them? To pass out: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To drink; to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of drink what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this high bar stool,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of alcohol,
The oppressor's gin, the proud man's scotch,
The pangs of despised ale, the law's malt,
The insolence of larger and the spurns
That the worm of the unworthy tequila takes,
When he himself might his shooter make
With a Red Bull? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat in a weary pub,
But that the dread of something after sobriety,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No drinker returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather down those pints we have
Than buy to others that we know not of?
Thus whiskey does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of bitter
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of foam,
And enterprises of great vodkas and mixers
With this regard their spirits turn awry,
And lose the name of thine self.-- Drink you now!
The fair Bailey! Nymph, in thy bottle
Be all my sins remember'd.
Anyway, I've been contemplating whether or not to get wasted on my 21st, or more importantly do i have a prty with alcohol, since most of my friends are minors. Tis something that plays great on my mind.
On a nother note, I went to Rochester Christmas market and Leeds Castle yesterday. Well, Leeds was ok, although I wouldn't dub it the "lovilest castle in the world." For one thing it takes 20 minutes to walk from tyhe entrace to ther castle proper. they make you walk this horribly winding path to get to the castle and you have to walk around the castle, past the front door, to the cellar and enter into a gift shop. The inside is really small and very weird. Outside it looks like a castle inside, it looks modern. It's acutally not very medievil at all inside. it's like a shrine to Henry VIII and there are some rooms that are done in a 1970s decor. the castle also over looks a golf course. It's built on 2 islands in a lake, so that's pretty cool. the castle ground ar4e nice than the castle. They are obsessed with birds and have an avairy on the grounds. they also let duck, geese, swans, peacocks, run amuck on the grounds. Lot sof duck shit to avoid stepping it. They has a cool maze, although i thought the hedges should have been taller than 6 ft. We didn't have time to do the maze again, which later made me very angry since the place we have to spend soi much time in sucked ass. We on;y spent an hour and half at Leeds Caslte, an hour of which was walking to and from the coach. It's also has a big arboretum thing going on too. We exit the place through a plant gift shop. No reenctors at Leeds so i didn't make a fool of myself there, although I had to be restrained from chasing the Peacocks.
Rochester Christmas market is another story. First of all the weather on Saturday was cold, windy, and drizzling. not good weather to be outside. i was weaarign 4 layers on top, but my bum was frozen while we were walking around Leeds. I must commend Rochester for not submitting to American commercialism becasue there wasn;t a Starbucks or McDonalds in the town. We looked and asked people. Now, why would you want to find one, you ask? Well, the market sucked. I thought ti would be upscale and nice stuff, but no it was crappy christmas hats with lights and cheap shit that I could buy at the markets in London. No, I take that back, the markets in London are HUGE and sell decent stuff. The markets at Rochester were a few stalls with crap. Oh yeah, it was extrememly crowded and I hate crowds. to top it all off, there is a Charles Dickens exhibit or something there becasue he used to live in Rochester. Well, that meant hundred of people dressed up in period costumes with stovepipe hats and bagpipes. It was awful. Reenactors everywhere and scary to boot. 19th century people bad... There were 4-5 parades in the 4 hours we were there. Oh what did we do since the shopping sucked and there wasn't a starbucks you ask? Well, an hour of our time was spent walking around looking for a starbucks or mcdonalds. We found the train station and decided not to go home because it cost £10 to return to london and it took an hour. We are cheap students, so no game. Emm we also discovered aronuid that time the lack of American frood facilites and decided to go back to this fast food chicken shop, Perfect Chicken, and eat there. We spent 3 hours there. Th upstairs was like a converted tea room so it was very surreal. Yes, we spent 3 hours ina chicken place because it was cold, dark, and rainy outside with too many people and reenactors that I would probably offend. It wasn't that bad, it was warm and dry in the chicken place and we just talked for 3 hours. Babbled at times, but hey we were in a chicken shop for 3 HOURS. Anyway, we survived, but had to wair 15 minutes for people to get on the bus. We all wanted to get back to London because we all had papers to do, so we were grumpy. On the bright side, the bus driver was super nice and dropped up off near Tower Hill in Canary Warf instead of taking us all the way to Notting Hill. That saved us 15 minutes of extra tube ride, which was nice. Too bad they didn't tell us that they were driving through canary wharf becasue we could have met them there and slept in 2 hours. Emm this is becasue we met in Notting Hill way in the west end of London and we drove acrtoss London to the east end to go to Leeds. If we had known that there were going through east london, where I live, we could have met them there instead of going across london for nothing. it makes sense if you live here and know how annoying it is to drive across london or to take a 30 minute tube ride to the west end. Grrr, so Saturday was pretty much crap and I could have slept in and worked on my paper.
Speaking of paper, I finished one on Friday, but I have one for Tuesday and Wednesday that I have'n't started. I'm going to go home right now and start the one ofr tuesday. Since the computer labs close at 12am and I don't have a laptop, I can't work on papers after midnitght and hell if I'm going to hand write a paper. I haven't done that since 8th grade! So since danielle chou is done with her work, i'm gfoing up to Cambridge and usingf her laptop on Monday and then she's coming abck down to London with me on tuesday to sightsee, whilst I type my paper on her laptop. it all sound rather complicated and it is, but a lifesaver for me to get my papers done. I hate how poor and technically backwards this country is. I also miss my Sony Vaio with a passion. Well, off to work I go. i hope you liked my adaptation of Hamlet's soliquy. i thought it was rather clever too.
Oh yeah, I watched Emma last night. it's such a cute movie. I didn't know Clueless was based on it. Jeremy Northam is hot and a great actor. I love Austen books, they end nicely.
hmm, I was looking at picture of poodle puppies. Fluffiness...
:-)
Well, still screwed about papers, but so is everyone else. I'm going to tour the Royal orpra House in about an hour. That just seems weird thinking about it. emm Anyway, I better get some lunch before I leave. Oh, I watched my first episode of the Sopranos. Very violent, but generally good. It is also a bit too cliche for my tastes also.
Oh yeah, last night the guy next to me was scratching his balls again. Geez! That's 3 times. Do I have a sign on me that says, please scratch in front of me?!?! anyway, I was thinking about my Sim family and how much I miss them. I can't wait to play some more when I get home. I also want to play Earthbound and beat it again or just piss about until I get bored. I hate Fourside and Moonside so i might not actually play the whole game again. I saved my game before seeign Geiges so i could lose to him or something or just never go home and try to kill myself after killing Geiges. I was wondering if that was possible and what woiuld happen.
Poop. I better get going or I'm going to be late for the tour. i also need to buy toothpaste and salad...
The puppy is super cute, but it has a foot fetish. It likes to attack my mom's feet. It sounds adorable. It it white, but has brown markings on it's head and ears. it's a little white furball that wants to bite my my mom's feet. It's really playful and likes to chase itself around yapping. I could hear it barking, it was so cute. Yappy doggies, hopefully he won't be such an ankle biter. I can speak well of the puppy because I'm not at home cleaning up after it. Blah. not looking forward to cleaning up pee and shit.
On a much cooler note (no pun intended) it's snowing like mad in Swarthmore. I'm missing 6-8 inches of snow!!!! it's soo frustrating. I won't be able to go trey sledding or throw snow balls. I even have new gloves. It is getting cold like a bugger here. I've been wearing 3 layers even though it's only been liike 40 something outside. I'll probably freeze when i go back to Swat in the fall. Oh I totally forgot that I do know some of the freshmen this year. Lan and I hosted 5 and 4 of them came to swarthmore. So i will know some underclassmen. It's nice to know that propaganda works. It was cool that our room could fit that many people. I think i made $50 that weekend. not too shabby for being inconvenienced out of the bathroom.
Judi Dench plays the same type of characters in brit coms. I was thinking of the similarities of her role in As Time Goes By and A Fine romance. Same Judi, just different men. Slight twist in that in ATGB her and Lionel were former lovers.
On a separate note, how many male names start with H and are popular and not outdated? I couldn't think of any. I came up with Harold, Hank, Herman, Harry, Henry, well right about there I blank out.
oh I do have a gripe or two. Print Credit. I'm paying 5p a page to print. Do you see a problem there? I'm paying 8 cents a page to print my papers. AND I have to print double copies for all my classes. With papers over ten pages, I'm paying about a pound per paper. Grrr, it really angers me.
hmm, i officially feel like an idiot today. I Imed one of my friends here and they asked who I was I was liek Jennifer Dumbass. Well I'm the dumbass, the person on their Aim name was their uncle from Korea. Damn i'm feeling bad.
Still working on my crap paper, but I've discovered that I actually like the paper. I've put a lot of effort into it and want it to be good. I feel really bad about not working on my history paper because it's more important and harder. It's also due a day earlier, so essentially I'm one screwed up person, but that's the story of my life.
Well, I dozed off for the first time in class today, which is a shame because it's like 8 people in a small room. I'm mad that the reading we;re doing for next semester I already have done, but I don't have the books with me so I will have to reread and remark the text. We;re reading the same books too. i wish there was a way i could go to Swarthmore and pick up my books in secure storage, but alas. It wishes were horses, i could make a lot of dogfood.
har har har
I want to finish this paper. I'm even thinking more about the Elizzabeth I paper that I plan to turn in late more than the one I need to do for Tuesday. I'm also going to Leeds Castle this weekend and that kills my saturday. HOw will I survive? I'll be home soon. Hey does anyone know what I'm doing for my birthday? Does anyone remember my birthday?
Hmm, I have a feeling that swarthmore is trying to scrwe me out of credits. Grrr. I hope everything works out in the end though. It is looking like some of my history classes I['m taking here won't be counting toward the history department at Swat. I could understand the Culture of Shakespeare's Europe looking like an English and not a history class, but it also seems like I'm not going ot get credit for the Body in history. Damn beaucracy, damn my spelling.
Emm, went to Tea today. It was super posh. But I don't like crumpets and scones. No no, bad stuff. Crumpets are like English muffins from McDonald's. which i found really scary. Scones are blah. Clotted cream is aheart attack, it's like butter. Anyway, have I said I loved Dee? She's so sweet and fun to talk to.
Fuck supper! I invariably conclude throwing caution to the four winds... Sex is better than logic.
Yea?! I got 2 books and some articles from Wootton to do my spermatists or ovavists paper on. I wanted to do the disapearance or rediscovery of the female orgasm, but just don't have enough time. I really just wanted to write the word orgams a lot. Anyway, Film studies is over, all that is left is the test. I will miss Mark Glancy, he's really nice. I'm sick of taking history evulation surveys. I'#ve done 3 so far. Grrr. I told Wootton that I will see him 3 times again next semester. He was mildly surprised and remarked that it's usual to see so much of one person/ Ha ha he was wearing all black again. He's a well-meaning guy. I enjoy class with him, though at times it's a bit boring, he's no Michael Questier, but he's not John Miller either. Wootton Rules! Heh heh. I think I need more sleep and finishing up things. I really don't liek that girl in my film class. She annyos me. I wish I had taken more french so I could have read this book i needed. As a historian I should know how to read french, german, and probably latin and ancient greek. Oh well, I don't want to be an academic. I don't like talkig in front of large crowds. Blah I'm hungry. it's lunch time, but I don't have time for a nap today. Have to get down to the library and tea at 330pm. Woo hoo or something like that.
Oh poop. My prof lent out 3 books to another person in my class. Now I have to track her down to get them. I knew I should have come earlier and not done my damn laundry. I mean seriously, who needs clean clothes? All the books for my Elizabeth paper and checked out, but I'm not to totally screwed on that. Still haven't done the film paper, but now it seems I might not have time since I have to meet with my prof tomorrow and figure oiut what I'm doning for that paper, which is due on Tuesday and counts more. Grrr things aren't going as I planned, but hopefully they will work out for the best. I guess I'll go to Senate house after tea tomorrow. I hear Russell square will be open so I won't have to walk from holborn in the dark. Maybe then I will have my paper done./ It's really important that I figure out what I want to do for my paper on Tuesday. grrr. Well, time to hunt for books in the good ole library. I'm really starting to hate that place. But I like Wootton a lot. I also spelled his name wrong on my essay coversheet. D'OH! I saw Questier to day. He's really little.
Another thing, why do some straight british men seem gay? A lot of them are so girly, like some of the girly dorky boys I know at Swat. It's really weird and a strain for my gaydar, but Swat has honed those gaydar skills so I can still pick them out, but its' so weird.
My room is a warm, humid place because I'm drying clothes in my 40 watt womb.
WHOA! Someone from Swarthmore is coming here next semester. Hmm too bad it's not a real good friend, just a friend of a friend. Anyways, today has been a sucky day. I coudln't get out of bed ontime, but i did make it to class. Haven't worked on my paper and it needs to be done tonight. i also haven't read for my classes today or start reading for my paper that's due on Tuesday and it counts more. it's panicky here and I'm feeling jittery, just when i thought I had control it all goes to hell :-(
To continue my bad day, i put £.80 in the dryer, but my clothes were still so fucking wet. That really made me angry. I'm still red about it. I still haven't finished this damn paper and I know it's not that hard, but it's really frusterating. I went to budgens today and I forgot to buy toothpaste and the Ice cream that i bought was melted and refrozen. Grrr that really makes me cross eyed with anger. I paid like $6 bucks for 500ml of Ice cream and it's crap. Geez.
I have class now and then I'm going to go live in the computer lab. I hate that place. I wonder if I'll see that asian guy that is always eating in the lab. Well, at least I get to see Puppy soon.
Oh I did get 3 personal e-mails today. One was a forward from a "friend" who I haven't heard from in a month or something like that. Nice to know he's alive. Also got one from a swat friend with a dumb survey attached. Bernie sent me a nice e-mail though.
well, I better get my ass to class. The only consulation is that there should be like 5 presentations today so we won't be discussing much. That's great because I didn't bother to read.
Well, at least there's Harry. I love this man.
Subj:Leaving Us
Hello folks
A couple of things for you...
As we fast approach the end of term, I wanted to let you know
about a farewell reception we have organised in Bar Med for Thu 12
Dec, 6-8pm (it only seems like yesterday when we hosted one to
welcome you). Please note that full year associates are welcome
as well.
Course directories - if you do have one that has not been covered in
pictures of Britney, Christine, the Diddy character, or the Inglesias
chap who goes out with the tennis player, can I have them back
please (pictures of Thierry Henry, Arsene Wenger or Dennis
Bergkamp are fine) - any that are returned by Wed 11 Dec will be
entered in a draw for a £20 Virgin gift voucher - if all else fails, try
bribery. I only just founf out about this so if you have already
handed in your directory, please e-mail me so I can enter you for
the draw.
End of term evaluations - Fall only students will shortly receive an
end of term questionnaire which we would be extremely grateful if
you would complete and return to me in the Admissions Office - we
do take all comments made on board, and use these to see what
we are doing right and what we are doing wrong. Again, any
submitted to me by the 11th will be entered into a separate draw
for, wait for it - a £20 Virgin gift voucher.
So what does it mean when you dream that America is in a war with Spain and Tinkerbell is involved? Well, I wouldn't call it a war, but shooting rocket launchers at people stuck in a car lacks a good descriptive word. Well I'm thinking of a word, but it's not that nice.
Stilling realising that I'm screwed over with work and that I'll be home in 14 days. I also dreamed about the puppy, but I doubt that it is a jack russell terrier that looks like wishbone. Hmm I was also testing the fact that water makes wasps angry, and that I shouldn't spray their nest with water.
Also remembered that in your dream, you can control things kind of. Not quite a lucid dream, but something along the lines of if you believe it will happen. I told the people in my dreams that the sparrow would land on my finger and by god it did. How's that for a magic trick. Hmm what am I babbling on about now? I guess I'm just killing time becuase my paper frightens me. I don't know it's that beginning it anxiety. I think darkness creates anxiety. |
Dimensionality is a funcation of consciousness, so they say in Solid Geometry, which was in itself a weird Telly programme. Speaking of weird, what's up with Curling? I equate it to bowling on ice. English bowling, which is weird too. I don't see how Curling is an olympic sport. They wear weird shoes. It might be fun to get some on.
Oh yeah, I was also thinking of becoming a film minor. I could do it. I would only have to take 3 classes of film next year, which is doable. Hopefully my MPT class here will transfer to the Philosophy department as the 2 credits needed to finish off my Philosophy minor. Yes, I know that they're "useless" degree things, but who cares. My goal in life is to be unemployed and a failure. Why do you think I decided to become a history major? Yeah, well, at least I'm better off than the English major...maybe. BLah I hate work and having a graveyard on campus is weird. I think some of the ghosts like to wander around at night and stop by our flat. I think dead people have a morbid sense of humor. No pun intended, but to scare the living isn't such a nice thing, although I would get a kick out of it. At least I don't feel ghosty people in my room, just in the kitchen.
Somewhere along the way this has gotten to be kind of weird. A bit off kilter. Reading about the courtships of Elizabeth I is rather interesting though. Then it got a bit boring, but at first it's like the dating game. I feel bad that she never got to marry the poeple she liked. Successsion is such a tricky bastard.