I am in love with greek-style yogurt. It's so creamy! I got this kind at the Merc that has fig in the bottom and it is amazing. But even the plain is good with honey.
I ordered some text books on half.com for my Kaqchikel class and they sent me the wrong one! Hopefully I can get it sorted out before we start reading it. And they still haven't sent me the main textbook! How am I supposed to write sentences about getting drunk on moonshine without it?
In other news, I am sick to death of my roommates boyfriend, who is in our room at least 10 hours of every day. I can't wait for my giant house next year!
After I heard It's a Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall played softly by an accordion quartet through the ceiling speakers at the Springdale Shopping Mall, I understood there's nothing we can't pluck the stinger from,
nothing we can't turn into a soft drink flavor or a t-shirt. Even serenity can become something horrible if you make a commercial about it using smiling, white-haired people
quoting Thoreau to sell retirement homes in the Everglades, where the swamp has been drained and bulldozed into a nineteen-hole golf course with electrified alligator barriers.
You can't keep beating yourself up, Billy I heard the therapist say on television to the teenage murderer, About all those people you killed— You just have to be the best person you can be,
one day at a time—
and everybody in the audience claps and weeps a little, because the level of deep feeling has been touched, and they want to believe that the power of Forgiveness is greater than the power of Consequence, or History.
Dear Abby: My father is a businessman who travels. Each time he returns from one of his trips, his shoes and trousers are covered with blood- but he never forgets to bring me a nice present; Should I say something? Signed, America.
I used to think I was not part of this, that I could mind my own business and get along,
but that was just another song that had been taught to me since birth—
whose words I was humming under my breath, as I was walking through the Springdale Mall.
Today in Geography, we watched a National Geographic video about cyclones. It talked about Hurricane Andrew for a while, and then mentioned how fortunate it was that Andrew didn't hit New Orleans. The video went on to discuss how New Orleans had never been hit by a major hurricane, which is lucky, because it wouldn't hold up well. It showed a meteorologist discussing how the levees only provided a false sense of security, and if a storm came through, the city would be unprepared and it would be a disaster. It was chilling, really.
In other news, why didn't I hear about the movie adaptation of The Mysteries of Pittsburgh earlier? Peter Saarsgaard is playing Cleveland, which is so awesome I could die. He's my favorite character. I really want to reread the book, now.
I'm really looking forward to fall break, although I have a class until 7:15 Wednesday, which sucks. I wish it was a class I could get away with skipping.
I love Chicago. I think I want to live there some day. I can't form my thoughts well enough to say anything about the trip, but overall it was enjoyable, despite a few burned bridges. My pictures aren't that great so I don't know if I'll post any of them. Instead, here is a video of Rufus, the turtle I bought for Caroline in Chinatown:
Caroline and I are the ones giggling in the background. He is too tiny for me to focus on, so I haven't been able to get any good pictures, but trust me, he is adorable. And don't worry, we are getting him a bigger tank.
My scores come out to four 6s, one 5 and one 4. Sadly no 7s, but I'm not really complaining. Also, a D on my EE but a B on my TOK essay, so one extra point there. The total comes out to 34, if you don't feel like adding (pssh, I never have to take math again).
I slept in until 11! Days off are great. In two weeks, I'll no longer have either of my jobs. I don't really have time to get a new job before school starts, so I guess that means I'll actually have some vacation time. Which will probably be spent getting ready to leave.
Also, I'm making a mix of songs for singing along with in the car and I could use some suggestions. So far I have stuff like "Carry On Wayward Son" and "Suffragette City" and "Under Pressure". Any ideas?
I have less free time than I did during school, and I'm doubly exhausted. But, you know, money. (Is this what it will always be like?)
At least I have the 4th off from both jobs, but even when I'm not working I have a million things to do. There are so many things to get sorted out. I have two school obligations but one of them is bullshit and I need to get it settled but I'm always working during the day so I never have time. If I end up having to pay it---I can't even--god. Eighty fucking dollars for a mouthpiece that I know I turned in.
I am so tired.
I just found the best LJ community, though: greatpoets. I love poetry and I always want to read more but when I'm in the poetry section of the bookstore I never know where to start. Reading the poems posted is making my reading list longer and longer and longer.
I don't remember if I posted this already, but I have enrolled in all my classes for next semester: Honors English and Geography plus lab and German and Intro to Art History. 16 hours. I didn't get all of the classes I wanted (notice the lack of Spanish or linguistics classes) but all in all I'm satisfied.
I should probably try to get some sleep; I have at least three errands to run before noon tomorrow.
Some of those fit extraordinarily well and I didn't even cheat on them.
There is going to be a new season of Project Runway this summer and I'm excited. Bravo is pretty great with reality shows. I really got in to Top Chef towards the end, too. I was glad Harold won; he was adorable. And, you know, a good chef or whatever. But anyway, I still prefer PR because I know more about fashion than I do about food. Plus the contestants are more entertaining. I'm just happy I'll have something to look forward to watching in the summer. Yay!