| Well. That was easy.
Okay. Not really.
But it was fast. Faster than I imagined it could be.
One minute I'm twiddling my thumbs, spending all my free time watching anime.
The next, I'm buying my cap n gown.
I was just inducted into another honor society thingy-majig. They gave us all very nice pens. It has good flow. I'm using it to write stupid messages to my friend Janey. (Have I ever mentioned how she's the most awesome person in Binghamton? Okay. Now I have.) I also get a t-shirt which I might sleep in. I should probably do the laundry soon.
I hope I don't get my award wet. It's cold and rainy.
I don't know where I'm going to law school yet. Love or money. One school is offering a substantial scholarship. Another school is just friggin sweet. I only got into 3 colleges and now I have a bunch of choices for law school. Go figure.
I'm seriously thinking about tgetting a rabbit. I'd name its something ridiculous and grand, like Sir Kensington Jackson James Nancy Frederick von Gutentag the Third but end up calling him Freddy Rabbit. Over naming shit must have some direct connection to my own stupid name. I think there's a porn star with my name.
I'm sitting at the library trying to write a paper about Chinese Traditional Dramas which are all very sad and depressing. However, I spent much of the last half hour talking to mother-dearest about Villanova and why it is Pretty Okay.
I got an A on my AAAS term paper. Apparently, I have a "formidable voice". Is that another way of saying that I'm bitchy.
Luckily, although I have 4 classes this term, I actually only have 3. I'm the UCA for my ENG class which means I get to take attendance, look over assignments, and bootlick. Not necessarily in that order. I have several papers due next week but after writing last year's Honors Thesis, everything else is... small.
This is seriously a nice pen. My TA is an undergrad and I'm an undergrad UCA. It's weird that we are all "authority figures" who don't like authority. Never thought I'd end up The Suit, the Fat, the Man. All we both want to do is sit about and watch old eighties cartoons. She-Ra! Princess of Power!
I found a really nice copy of Gaskell's Cranford. My antiquarian book collection is blossoming nicely. My manga collection is dwindling. My "book" collection is pillaging and conquering my bookshelf. Am I getting old or older?
I am wearing the same dress I wore to my hs graduation to my college one. I thought I was quite the little rebel back then, thought I'd end up somewhere on the street talkign to my cats/bags/passerbys. College went... according to plan. I spend my nights at the library alongside my best buddy cranking out papers. Haven't gotten wasted yet. Haven't made out yet. I still procrastinate like there's no tomorrow.
I've had reoccuring dreams that my old hs friend and I reconsile. Sometimes I miss her terribly although I know that she hates me (for some weird reason). Oh well. I hope she's doing okay, wherever she is. I'm not the type to Facebook stalk. I might teach zither this summer. Yay.
The library is cold and as silent as a morgue. I wonder why people assume morgues are silent. Maybe they're actually really loud. How many people have actually been to a morgue?
My mentor says that I'm doomed for spinsterhood. I'm already scary, blunt, and abrasive. Law school can only sharpen this ol' sword of mine. Who's read Catherine Called Birdy? "Be she old or be she young, a woman's strength is in her tongue." And yes, I know alot of burly ladies who could kick chauvanistic ass but I find that the saying is particularly true in my case.
I'm fucking graduating.
Hoooo snap.
I wonder what kind of rabbit I could get. A lop? A spotted one? A plain brown one with big black eyes? Tehehe. Rabbits. Ears. I am also a rabbit. My sister says I am a rabbit-shark-mongoose. Mongooses...mongeese... er... whatever-the-plural-of-mongoose-is are "small and feirce". So I am not as much a rabbit as The Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh shit. I hope my rabbit doesn't bite me. I don't like pain very much.
I should get back to work.
I want to go watch House now but I can't. I have to haul ass because apparently Chinese Drama can't wait. Jane is working diligently beside me making me feel very very guily for wasting precious time. I hope Sean is free sometime cause I kind want to watch Bones and she's burning me some of the new shit... er... stuff.
Bye
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I'm a professional harpist and I still say Guitar Hero is fun.
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| I don't care.
If I ever have kids, I am going to make them watch The Muppet Show.
It's hilarious. The weird thing is, I don't know how I understood alot of the jokes as a kid...
Do yourself a favor and search "muppet show" on YouTube. Or better, search "chickens piano".
:D
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This is a terrible picture. Today, I am wearing an Erin Featherston for Target shirt and a Bannana Republic wool pencil skirt.
The shoes are Mossimo for Target Mary-Janes.
My hips look really slender here... Let me tell you, that is NOT how it looks IRL. That, BTW, is not my room.
Mine is a sty.
Damn. I forgot to take the picture with my bag. I was going to take my black Barbie purse today...
Oh well.
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