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The greatest thing about having my own room is being able to wander around naked.

...now I just have to remember to shut the blinds.
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Let me just tell you, Mac computers are just freaking awesome! Not only do they look very cool, they have great functions! I could spend all night playing around this computer instead of actually working on my Reading essay (474 words and counting, but I really need to start actually answering the question...). Although, I really do miss those neat keys like ALT+Tab, CRTL+C, right clicking...but other than that, these computers are great! I'd reccomend them to anyone who doesn't really care what type of operating system they use...

Anyway, the only reason I'm updating my journal is because I don't want to work on my essay anymore. I did really well iin the library, writing most of it before I decided that it was time to go to a computer lab to type some of it up. I first went to psych lab, but there were *gasp* people in there, so I decided that I knew enough about Mac's to get me by - I'm glad there wasn't anyone in here. There is now of course, because I just can't seem to get away from people tonight. *sigh* Oh well.

I really need to learn that working on comptuers doesn't actually mean that I'll get any work done. I knew I shouldn't have come to the comptuer lab yet, but it was just so depressing in the Library, and I couldn't concentrate. Not that I'm actually concentrating on it now, of course, but there is still hope. I've actually hand written another paragraph, I just need to type it up and think about the quesion to answer it.

I can't believe that I changed topics, tho'. I really didn't want to write about the first question for the application, which deals with idealism v. pragmatism of the US trying to force democracy on the rest of the world, I really didn't. But as I was sitting down and thinking about what I had to write for the second question, I realized the only things that were coming to my head were for the other question. Without even trying I had managed to write a page in a half about the topic I didn't even select! *grumbles* I'm really not trying to copy Karlene, it just seems like it. Besides, I know the angle she took on her essay, and am studiously avoiding that subject as much as possible.

It doesn't help that Anne decided to "put in a good word for me." I mean, yeah, it was very sweet of her, and I am grateful (sort of), but she made my essay out to be this great piece of work that I had spend months preparing. Which is an utter lie, as we all know, becuase I really only started writing it tonight. Now, I have to either live up to the expectations that she set for me, or completley dissapoint Dr. Irwin (not something that I want to do). Also, I would have liked to get in without that type of help from people. I wanted to get in on my own merits alone. Grawr. Anne, I love you, but come one, did you really have to do this? Now I'm all worried where I really wasn't before. If I don't get in, I think I'll be heart broken.

Although, I never expected to get into R-MWC, either, so maybe I still have hope. While I did place seventh in my high school class, with a 4.1 no less, my SATs were less than stellar, and money has alays been an issue for my family. With three kids now in college, it's hard to believe that I'm actually *here* and not in some state school like VTech or UVA.

I really wish I could have gone to the opening showing of RotK tonight. Denise is going, the lucky hobbit. She doesn't have a time restraint on when she has to leave like I do, so she gets to have a night off from worrying about exams. *chuckles* However, I think they're going to Roanoke to see it which is an hour away from here. For a three hour and fifteen minute movie, a two hour car trip means that they'll be out until five tomorrow morning. Makes me glad that I'm not actually going, for I have to take Goldman's CompPol exam if I want to take d'Entremont's American History exam Thursday morning. I have absolutely no earthly idea when I'm going to pack for the trip home. As I'll be gone for about a month, I'll need to take more than I took home for fall break. Why is exam week so stressful?

Hmmm...it seems like this computer is about to crash. Apparently I *can* crash a Mac computer...who knew? Anyway, I'll have to update more later.
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Took two exams today: Geisert, which I was planning on, and Ishibashi, which I wasn't really planning on.

Denise and Brandy and anyone else who hasn't taken the Geisert exam, don't read this 'til you do. )

And Professor Ishibashi's exam was ok. It was inevitable that my mind would blank out on the most point worthy part of the exam and have a million things to say about stuff that's only worth like ten points. *shakes head*

In true R-MWC tradition, all I can say is...I'm glad that it's over.

^___^v
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*to the tune of Good King Wenselas"

My violin is a piece of shit,
It decided to pop two strings,
I want to break it
And use it for kind-le-ing

Brightly my hopes did shine
For I have a test this week
But they were dashed upon the time
I found E string! (broken!)

Fuck it all!!!

*is furious*

Death to all violins!!

Ensemble

Nov. 24th, 2003 11:40 pm
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I got an email from Professor Chua today proclaiming that instead of being in a chamber ensemble with several people, I'm to be apart of a duet, with a saxophone major. Major freak out time.

Ok, I haven't really practiced the saxophone going onto two years now. I was rather hoping that I would be able to do something small and fun and with a lot of people to back me up. It's been so long since I've had lessons or anything like that.

And I have absolutely no idea what her skill level is! I mean, am I going to be totally blown out of the water?? What if they LAUGH at me!! *more freaking out* While, I don't think they'll laugh at me, per se, but I could just imagine being completely mortified when they realize I'm not quite as good as they may think I am.

And another thing! I'll probably be stuck with all of the boring second parts. Gah!! I spent most of my highschool career being principle alto by virtue that I was the oldest or the only one! I don't know if I can stuff my self back into the second best role.

*continues to freak out while trying to work on polisearch work*

Hmmm...

Nov. 17th, 2003 11:39 pm
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If I ever seem a bit faraway, bitchy or snappy, here's why:

Monday: Test due for Japanese (an apparently an application but no one did it so, oh, well) and Catering from 4-11. *done and done!*

Tuesday: Get Chapter 17 test for Japanese; practice violin; meeting with UReading seniors for interview; Home Before Morning discussion.

Wednesday: Violin lesson; Self-Defense; catering from 4:30-11 (all in a row with no real break); at some point study for d'Entremont's test.

Thursday: d'Entremont's test, supposedly catering from 1-4 but as I'll be taking a test...; CompPol readings along with Political Research.

Friday: Catering 4-? Japanese test due. Argh.

Saturday: Catering 8:30 (in the morning!) - 1. Ewww.

That's a basic schedule. I'm sure other things will crop up later.
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I really should learn not to post things when I'm really sick, tired, or both. And when I'm waiting for my medicine to work. Anyway, I thought I would want to take it down, but I thought, naaaaahhh. I really was feeling pretty miserable at the time, and it is a true representation as to what I was thinking, so yeah. It stays. And nooooooo, I'm not suicidal. I don't even pretend to be. Suicide is for losers who need to get a lot of help. Not that I don't need help, I do. Just, not that kind of help. Yeah.

Why the hell am I explaining myself? Grar. Stupid inferiority complex!

yay!

Nov. 4th, 2003 07:48 pm
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The Warm Water Fairy has returned to us! Wheee!

For now at least. ^_^

Gah!

Nov. 4th, 2003 12:30 am
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I just took the. Coldest. Shower. Of my LIFE!!! It was like jumping into a vat of ice!!!!! I was standing there wondering why the heck the water wasn't warming up, and then I remembered that our campus had been having problems with hot water...

Eeeeee. I barely washed! I was like...ok, I'll wash my hair, then then condition it and try to clean myself without actually getting into the spray. It didn't work, I don't think cuz I still feel kinda sticky from the soap...*sniff* and our heater doesn't seem to want to work. All it spits out is cold air.

And on that note, I'm going to go to bed. *brrrrrrr*

(Typing w/o glasses is no fun.)
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I feel like I haven't talked to anyone beyond my roommate in *days*. Days! *distress distress distress* This is what catering does to you. It takes you in and doesn't let go until you're sucked dry, your feet hurting, a cloud bogging down your mind, and all you want to do is either scream or sleep. Or both. And you know that if you do talk to someone that you know and like you'll end up just biting their heads off because you're so tired and frustrated and *angry*. It doesn't help that you're a closet control freak, especially considering that your mother has drilled into your head for many years that you always need to be your best at work.

Angry that you have stay for all hours of the evening. Angry at the rough treatment from the people you're catering for. Angry at the stupidity of your fellow "co-workers" even though you know you'll prolly make the same mistake later. But you finally get to the point where it doesn't matter; anything anyone does is just going to piss you off, no matter what. And you think that *that* is what makes you angry most of all.

As you try to hold in the shriek of frustration that has been building for hours, you finally manage to break away from catering, only slightly scarred this time. Shirt lose, knees bent to alleviate the strain on your throbbing feet, hair falling around your head messily, you climb the stairs back to your dorm and try to summon up the will to take a shower to erase the smell of kitchen off of you. Ultimately you decide that it isn't worth it and just flop into bed and before you go to sleep you have one single thought.

Catering. Sucks. Ass.

That being said, I just have one more thing to say: Brandy you suck. I hate you. Grah. Getting me into Shakira, what were you thinking? I *hate* pop! I mean, just because the songs are actually pretty good, with rather interesting lyrics, good beats, and a damn sexy voice, doesn't mean I have to like it. *pouts* Now see what you've made me do? Go all popular and crap that I thought I left behind a long time ago. I was from the table that didn't give a shit, dammit! ...and that means nothing to anyone, does it? Well, it'll be an amusing story for later, anyway.




And just to let you know, I really don't hate you Brandy. In fact, I luuu~uuurve you for letting me borrow your Shakira CD. *glomps*

Peace!
#^__________^#

Whoa...

Oct. 15th, 2003 01:16 am
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What an interesting evening. It's been raining here all day, so when the storm started about eight, I was really startled by the rain suddenly slamming into my window. I didn't realize it was so bad outside! As my roommate and I were making these observations to each other, the lights suddenly flickered, then died. Then came back. Then went away. Then came back to tease us for a second time before just giving up the ghost and turning off...for. Two and a. Half. Hours. During this time both me and my roommate need to do work for various classes so that we may make it through midterms with our grades fairly intact. So we abandon West to go to a place with light: Thoresen.

Good old Thoresen. I'll never make fun of you again. It was completely lit up, thank God. So we go up to the second floor and get a fair amount of work done. As the night progresses, Anne and I are joined by various people that also need to study and what not.

This is the point where I say that if we were at a state school, we'd not be studying, but drinking and we'd still be making straight A's anyway. Bleh.

Anyway, after an hour of working, Anne and I decide to take a walk to Moore to find out how Andrea Joy, Karlene, and Denise are doing. So we make it over to Moore and we run into Andrea Joy first, mostly because she lives on the second floor. After talking to her for awhile, we say goodbye and that we're going up to check on Karlene and Denise.

Suddenly, Andrea Joy says "Wait, you're going to see Karlene, right?"
Yeah.
Quietly she tiptoes to the elevator and says:
"Karlene! You have some visitors!"

Karlene had gotten stuck in the elevator! Oh my God! After a couple minutes of freaking out, I calm down enough to start talking to her. She was OK and managing to hold onto her cheerfulness, which was a good thing, because it's very hard to imagine a non-cheerful Karlene. Which makes her like a goddess or something, because no one, well, mortal could be so cheerful all the time. But, I'm judging by myself, and everyone knows that I'm not cheerful all the time. Heh.

Anyway, Karlene's up in the elevator, where it's stuck between second and third floors, just enough so that when we finally got the elevator door open, we could see her, but she couldn't get out. T_T So we gave her water and some more homework (cuz, wow, it must have been incredibly boring up there), and Anne and I got our homework so we could sit in the hall and keep her company.

It was rather amusing in that not really amusing sort of way...she kept getting ogled at like a lion in a zoo. Grr. Anyway, so she was up there the whole freaking time as no one could get her *out* of the elevator.

I guess I should say that at some point the fire alarm went off in Main hall, so they had to clear everyone out and check all of the rooms one by one to make sure that no one was still in there.

So, yeah, that was my interesting evening with no power. It seems that our classed is cursed or something. Last year we brought the snow in, and this year it's hurricanes and power outages. Who knows? Maybe next year will be flooding or tornadoes or earthquakes or something! ^_^ Wouldn't that be fun?

Ugh.

Sep. 17th, 2003 08:29 pm
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Polishing silverware just sucks. It's not fun. I must comfort myself some Smarties. Hmmmm...sugary goodness. *stares at a packet* You are my crack.

I never want to own silver as long as I live.

Huh.

Sep. 17th, 2003 11:02 am
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When a poster falls from the wall, in the course of putting it back up, you tend to notice really random things about it. Like the little hole in it from a book when you had to flatten it last year. When thing that did escape your notice however, for over a year, is that the poster has an even larger flaw in it. The poster in question is a Legolas poster form The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, the blue version. The flaw is rather blatant now that you think about it, and every time you look at it you can't help but think about it.

His eyes are brown.

Hmmm...

Sep. 16th, 2003 01:30 pm
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Most classes I don't look forward to, mostly because I derive no pleasure from them and they are torturous, hell-spawned things that I need to have if I want to make it anywhere in the world. Except for my one lowly, lonely history class, US History Since 1900. A rather fantastical class with no textbook, discussions, and a teacher that doesn't even need notes to teach. It's absolutely fan-tab-u-lous, and I look forward to every class period. That hasn't happened since I was in second grade and still excited about going to school.

Thank you, Professor D'Entremont. Thank. You.
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I've come to learn that I'm just bad at using painter programs.

Bad. Bad. Bad bad bad badbadbadbad. Bad.

Did I say bad? At least something cute came out of it! Like my new icon?

I'm totally jealous of people like [livejournal.com profile] noellesan who can animate things and and make really cute borders and things like that...and do it ten times over! All those cute little icon set...I can't even make and maintain three! T_T

Oh well, I'm proud of my poor offering! ^_^

*feels very very...*
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Well, I finished my last exam in 45 minutes today. I'm officially done with my first year. It's a relief to think that I'm finally finished. Tomorrow I'm going to pack and pick up my room/art portfolio/things I left up in Andrea Joy's room. Heeeeeee. I'm kind of regretting that I decided to stay here until Friday, but I think it's worth it. ^_^ I'll keep peeps company, like Karlene and Andrea Joy (and annoy my roommate at the same time, so it's all good). Heheheheh. I'm so evil.

But yeah, I think I'll relax tonight and jump right into packing tomorrow. Wheee! I'm almost home!!!
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I am exhausted. I took two of my three Japanese exams today...I think I'm going to hold off until tomorrow to take my last Japanese exam, with my Biology exam at nine. *sigh* I also have to work on an art project by noon on Wednesday...wah. I just wanna sleeeeeeeeeeeep. I know that I didn't do well on my oral exam, but I think the writing one was OK. (Of course, it was open notes/open book, so of course it would be OK.)
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Or whatever it was called. So yeah, I went there, won a handkerchief for my hair and tie-dyed a shirt! It was a lot of fun, although I don't think it will be successful because I pulled the rubber bands out before I was supposed to, so it probably won't dry/set right. oh well. I don't think I'll manage to do the vinegar thing either.
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Just came back from the thrift store and Macon Bookshop! Bought a book that was overpriced, but I figure that cuz it was signed it was worth it. ^__^ It sounded really really interesting. It was written by an alumn from Randy-Mac, and it's a war novel (sort of). Then we wandered off to the thrift store and bought two hair scarfs and silk PJ's for a dollar each.

Brandy got me a gift! She's sooooooo cooooooooool!!! Brandy ga DAISUKIIIIIII!!!!
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*dances around in joy* classes are over! Classes are over! Only four tests (three of the Japanese) left to do! Yay!!! Of course, then when I get home I'm going straight to work, so my year doesn't really end...*sigh*

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