Oy! Lots of things to talk about. First of all, I am really enjoying school this semester. And it is strange, I am getting good grades on all of my assignments. I have never gotten a 100% on a writing assignment, and I got 2 in one week! I am having a lot of fun, and that is mainly the reason that I think that I am pretty much decided on staying in school a little longer before I graduate. Also, I am applying to an exchange program that would put me studying in Chile for a semester - sweet. It's like the whole college experience is coming together for me in the "last" semester.
And I must really like my classes, because I have been keeping up on my homework! I have a book review that I have to do, it isn't due for a month, and I have already picked out my book, started reading it and started finding other sources to support my point.
What the fuck is going on here?
I am glad to hear that Bush got annihilated in the debate today. I unfortunately was in class and missed it, but I am anxious to read all about it tomorrow. God I hope he doesn't win the election, or not win the election again but retain the presidency. Seriously. He is not the dumbass that everyone makes him out to be. He's actually quite intelligent- no one gets through Harvard and up through the ranks of the Republican Party without some smarts. Even if your daddy is George H.W. Bush. He likes to be underestimated. He does, even he himself has said so. I don't want to see his face anymore. I don't want to hear his voice anymore. I don't want to hear about him being a dumbass anymore. I want him to go away. He can spend the rest of his life at the damn ranch in Texas for all I care. I just want him to go away, and rest in peace in the history books. If you ever get a chance to listen to what David Cross has to say about it, I suggest that you do (Shut Up You Fucking Baby). Funny man that David Cross. And read Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them. Due to my scholastic efforts of late, I haven't finished it yet, but I'm getting there, and enjoying it the whole way.
Ok, I'm going to go read now, and then fall asleep 5 minutes later because I'm sick. Good night.
P.S.
It's really cool that Hayden Library is now open 24/7 Monday through Friday. All you have to do is be a student, staff or faculty member, and show I.D. between 12:01 and 7:00 a.m. Bitchin'!
Thursday, September 30
Wednesday, September 22
Tuesday, September 21
Finally. After all of my complaining about wanting to see it, and no one wanting to go with me-either because they thought it looked stupid or they had already seen it- I rented and watched Mean Girls. It wasn't very good, but I liked it. All of this waiting hyped it up a little, but still, I enjoyed it. I am going to go continue reading Lies now, so peace out bitches!
Monday, September 20
Two posts in as many days??? Watch out world, because hell is about to freeze over.
Because my body doesn't like me, I couldn't sleep last night. I was up talking to people online for a while, when at about 1:00 a.m. I decided that I could be more productive and go to the gym, which I did. Surprisingly enough, since I joined Gold's Gym, I have been very good about going. I suppose that the fact that I enjoy working out helps, but it's just weird. I've never been disciplined about it before. Go me! The only err in my workout ways so far is that I only really like to go late at night. First of all, there are WAY less people there, and usually not a soul in the special room made for us ladies. And my body just seems to respond better to going at night. The problem that this presents should be obvious...
Ok, ok, I'll tell you. Working out increases energy levels. I don't know the chemistry of it, but it's a proven fact. So when I get home from the gym between two and three a.m., with an increased level of energy, it doesn't really bode well for going to school/work the next morning. And it certainly doesn't give me enough energy to read my textbooks. Although yesterday I did use this extra time before bed created by my workout for a productive purpose. In no affiliation with Joey's post about it, I started reading Al Franken's latest book a few days ago. So I thought that I would continue last night. So far it is excellent. The research and the writing are great, if you like brash sarcasm that doesn't purport to care who it pleases, which I certainly do. I don't feel like I have read enough of it to do a sufficient high school book review for you, but I shall, in the coming days when I have finished the book. I hope to finish it by tomorrow night, which should be a realizable goal, it is a very easy read. But I suggest that you all pick it up and read it, we can be like a book club. Instead of Oprah's Book Club, we can be the Ninja Gypsy Book Klan (yeah, klan with a "k" for emphasis). I like it. A sign-up sheet will be on the door upon your exit, or you can just leave a comment. We will be the greatest book klan ever!!!!
Because my body doesn't like me, I couldn't sleep last night. I was up talking to people online for a while, when at about 1:00 a.m. I decided that I could be more productive and go to the gym, which I did. Surprisingly enough, since I joined Gold's Gym, I have been very good about going. I suppose that the fact that I enjoy working out helps, but it's just weird. I've never been disciplined about it before. Go me! The only err in my workout ways so far is that I only really like to go late at night. First of all, there are WAY less people there, and usually not a soul in the special room made for us ladies. And my body just seems to respond better to going at night. The problem that this presents should be obvious...
Ok, ok, I'll tell you. Working out increases energy levels. I don't know the chemistry of it, but it's a proven fact. So when I get home from the gym between two and three a.m., with an increased level of energy, it doesn't really bode well for going to school/work the next morning. And it certainly doesn't give me enough energy to read my textbooks. Although yesterday I did use this extra time before bed created by my workout for a productive purpose. In no affiliation with Joey's post about it, I started reading Al Franken's latest book a few days ago. So I thought that I would continue last night. So far it is excellent. The research and the writing are great, if you like brash sarcasm that doesn't purport to care who it pleases, which I certainly do. I don't feel like I have read enough of it to do a sufficient high school book review for you, but I shall, in the coming days when I have finished the book. I hope to finish it by tomorrow night, which should be a realizable goal, it is a very easy read. But I suggest that you all pick it up and read it, we can be like a book club. Instead of Oprah's Book Club, we can be the Ninja Gypsy Book Klan (yeah, klan with a "k" for emphasis). I like it. A sign-up sheet will be on the door upon your exit, or you can just leave a comment. We will be the greatest book klan ever!!!!
Sunday, September 19
I think that I have written more about how I don't write than any other topic. But it seems more relevant this time.
I am taking a class called Writing for Public Relations. It is a lab format, so in it we are given a writing assignment, write it, and turn it in. A very simple process I would and do say. But apparently, I am better than I thought I was at it. On Wednesday in this class, after the assigning of the assignment, my professor came over to me and told me that in the next few assignments she wants me to "really branch out, and have fun" with them. Her reasoning is that she thinks that I am a very talented writer, and can take the assignments further. Later I raised my hand because in one of the assignments that she had given back, because she had underlined "was established" and I was pretty sure that it wasn't the name of a book, so I was confused. She came over, and informed that it was passive voice, not really appropriate for the "fact sheet" that it was in. She then informed me that it wasn't a big deal, but because of my new found talent she has decided to grade me harder to help me(to help my writing, not my grade). And even later in the class, she came back to me and asked, "Do you read a lot?" I wasn't sure if she was referring to the textbook that I am supposed to be reading and am not, or if she wanted to know if in general I am literate and occasionally like to indulge myself in my reading abilities as to not squander them. But the point of her question was if I enjoy reading on the side, and because I do, and told her this, she listed off a few authors and books that she wanted me to skim, again in attempt to help my talent.
Now to the point of this whole story (which Guillermo pointed out to me yesterday)...
I don't write. I may be good at it, but I don't do it. So even if she grades the hell out of everything that I turn in and I read every word ever written by the suggested authors, it means nothing if I don't write for anything more than an assignment. I mean eventually I will have to write for my job, unless I for some god-awful reason decide to work for Red Robin for the rest of my life, so it will happen. But I am going to make a serious effort now. You all have this on record and can hold me to it, I expect that Guillermo will be the only one to, but still.
That's all for today, but I'll be back, for reals this time.
I am taking a class called Writing for Public Relations. It is a lab format, so in it we are given a writing assignment, write it, and turn it in. A very simple process I would and do say. But apparently, I am better than I thought I was at it. On Wednesday in this class, after the assigning of the assignment, my professor came over to me and told me that in the next few assignments she wants me to "really branch out, and have fun" with them. Her reasoning is that she thinks that I am a very talented writer, and can take the assignments further. Later I raised my hand because in one of the assignments that she had given back, because she had underlined "was established" and I was pretty sure that it wasn't the name of a book, so I was confused. She came over, and informed that it was passive voice, not really appropriate for the "fact sheet" that it was in. She then informed me that it wasn't a big deal, but because of my new found talent she has decided to grade me harder to help me(to help my writing, not my grade). And even later in the class, she came back to me and asked, "Do you read a lot?" I wasn't sure if she was referring to the textbook that I am supposed to be reading and am not, or if she wanted to know if in general I am literate and occasionally like to indulge myself in my reading abilities as to not squander them. But the point of her question was if I enjoy reading on the side, and because I do, and told her this, she listed off a few authors and books that she wanted me to skim, again in attempt to help my talent.
Now to the point of this whole story (which Guillermo pointed out to me yesterday)...
I don't write. I may be good at it, but I don't do it. So even if she grades the hell out of everything that I turn in and I read every word ever written by the suggested authors, it means nothing if I don't write for anything more than an assignment. I mean eventually I will have to write for my job, unless I for some god-awful reason decide to work for Red Robin for the rest of my life, so it will happen. But I am going to make a serious effort now. You all have this on record and can hold me to it, I expect that Guillermo will be the only one to, but still.
That's all for today, but I'll be back, for reals this time.
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