Showing posts with label studying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label studying. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

draggin' my feet

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Sorry I've been off the grid lately. It was kind of intentional, you know, to make you guys miss me.

Did it work?

Don't answer that.

I have some saweet posts coming up, but for now, I just wanted to let you know I'm still alive, still crankin' out 8 hours of homework a day (who has time for eating and sleeping, I mean really, who?!), still wanting to be outside all of the time but sadly I didn't sign up for that class ("that" class being the nonexistent one where we just hang out in the mountains all day long), still living in the dadgum library.

For now I'll leave you with the weirdest ad that has ever come up on my Pandora station:

Obnoxious lady voice: "A bra is a lot like a friend! It's hard to find a good one that supports you just right, but when you find do, it's a great fit for-ev-er."

Is this for real?

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

smile like you mean it

from the archives...finals week last semester (can't wait)

gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
fdsakljfkdsl;ajfdlkas;jdfsa;jf;adfjada

phew.

just had to get it out in the open.

i have, count 'em,

50

pages

of

reading

due tomorrow.

not to mention a 2-page paper.
I'm already planning this weekend.

Anybody want to hike R Mountain with me?

I'll come back to the blog world, fo real, later.
I got stories to tell.

Wouldn't you like to know....

Friday, July 16, 2010

the end is near...


the truth about redheads is...they're weird.

it's coming...oh so slowly.
and yet, I can't even remember how it got here
I've got a mere 4 semesters left at this place
hmm
not sure how I feel about that right now
not gonna think about that right now
in fact, I think I would rather
make a summer to-do list
and ignore the other to-do list
currently in my backpack/brain/dreams/sock drawer
(hint: it is rather long, grows like mold, and has
to do with the my sleep patterns of late...or should I say, the lack thereof)
If you haven't guessed by now, it's
finals week

So to distract myself
(it's not procrastination, it's a defense mechanism)
I have put up some photos from this past semester
for your enjoyment
and made a to-do list for the break
(listen up, parents)

*basically all photos credit of Chels*

if we came back as something else, i think i'd be a platypus

taken the night i returned from 4th of july...i'm zombie-eyed
i'm cool cuz my legs looks distorted in photos, wassup
yep, we take pics of ourselves getting ready. and chels doesn't
have a right eyebrow anymore.
taken at G's, a place we frequent...kind of...a lot.
is she possessed? no, she's just a burnt out college student at
2am, registering for classes.
super stoked to be a full-time student! ehhhhh...
telling chels the facts of life while simultaneously getting a tan sunburn
dis be the R.C. (place of employment)
if i could lift this, construction on campus would be done in no time
(not.)

biggest loser, season 10, here i come!
(taken in the Romney building...the one with funky mirrors)

no explanation needed.
i guess i thought i might run into a homeless man on the way to Wal-Mart
who was twice my size and then charitably give him
my shirt. Huh.

you'll never guess what we're watching. it starts with
"Bachelor" and ends with "cornnnyy." You can literally see
Chels's I.Q. points plunging.

This is just an artistic representation of
a phenomenon commonly known as
"High on Wal-Mart."

Question: Why do they call them hot brownies?
(only Chelsea will know the answer)

how did i get roped into this? her name is Niki and she has
super-sized mallows.

picture this: two self-centered ninjas with nothing better to do
than take pictures of themselves.

tentative summah to-do list
*tackle Isaac when he comes
*eat homemade ice cream after I learn how to make it
*jump on the tramp w/ the Chineseans
*CHELSEA COMES!
*temples, temples, temples (temples to the third power)
*hiking, preferably up the canyon, baby
*running & more running
*read books other than textbooks
*go swimming
*inevitably acquire more freckles
*fro-yo w/ T.P.
*stickyyy shoe
*library visits
*OREGON!*

over and out,
mcfrenzy

Friday, June 25, 2010

{what happened to my brain}


5pm, June 24th: Doing homework in la biblioteca.
5:05 trying to write proposal for research paper
.....nodding...nodding
5:07 outside to get some energy from the sun
5:08 sun makes my shirt stick to my skin
5:09 eat apple, dream of swimming pool
5:10 shirt is getting stickier
5:15 go back into the library
try not to cry about it
5:20 wander around library looking for someone
5:25 give up looking and sit down
5:30 stare at computer screen
5:31 realize I should be doing homework
5:32 upon this realization, I direct my attention to
this video.
5:34 start laughing out loud in library
5:35 a few people glare at me
5:36 laugh some more, get some more hairy eyeballs
5:40 go back to Spanish homework
5:45 wake up 5 minutes later. Wait...wake up?
5:47 realize I need a nap
5:50 sleepwalk home
6-7 sleep
*dream*
somewhere in here, I woke up and ate something
8:45-10 go back to library to finish what I never started
10-11 go home, journal
11:30 help Niki write her cover letter
11:45 decide a shower is in order
12 am: turn A/C in room to 60. Sink all the way down into my sheets
Did I mention I shaved my legs?
Have you ever shaved your legs and then
gotten between cool sheets?
Try it sometime. It's comparable
to eating lots of chocolate & then
taking a longgg nap.
12:30 read some Junie B. Jones to Chels & Niki
12:45 Good, bad, funny, something you don't know about me
*sleep again, dream again*
June 25th, 8:50 a.m. Woke up, looked at clock
8:51 realized it was morning
8:53 threw on a skirt, popped some Stride
8:55 thought about striding to work
8:56 forgot about brushing hair
8:57 changed my mind about striding to work
8:59 asked Chelsea for a ride
[sidenote: Chelsea is a gooood girl.
You wanna know why? She had a towel on her head.
& she still said yes.]
9-10 am: taught student about strong verbs.
What's your verb?
I have a few right now:
sleep
eat
sleep
study
What? Sleeping is a verb.
10-11: go home, actually get ready
brush teeth
brush hair
lots of brushing
11:30-12:20 library...again

So now you know why my brain looks like this:
I need to go back to bed.