December 2009
12 posts
and I thought I could run away from Washington
I’m a little too busy moping, so I probably won’t be able to form a cogent argument right now, but I just want to put this here so that I won’t snap off about it for no reason at somewhere completely unrelated, which I am prone to do. But as I was scanning the W&M website for student orgs (you wouldn’t believe how detailed these pro-con lists are getting), I ran across...
suck it, maury high school!
Grades are all in: Acting I - B Intro to Drama - A Survey of European History II - A English 200 aka That Fucking Paper - A
…meaning a 3.75 for the semester, a shiny new cumulative 3.56, and one more A to come during intersession. Um, FUCK YEAH.
i'm always around, i'm the number two
I’m always worried that whenever I get a grade I don’t necessarily deserve, the professor will figure out they made a mistake and go back on it. Or they’ll find out that I called them a hack (true story) on Facebook and change it out of spite. Regardless, since last we spoke, nothing more has been posted, and provided that I turned in my English 200 paper two weeks ago and my...
we'll sing it o'er and o'er
The only grade I was truly unsure of just came back an A. I’m not sure how to feel about it yet, but just like magic, UVA seems so real now I can taste it. More than anything, I wish I could see the looks on the faces of every teacher I disappointed in high school.
given that last entry...
So, of course, I’m looking at baby names and listening to the Smiths. And the lyric “A boy in the bush is worth two in the hand” is so, SO much dirtier than I heard it in 11th grade. And the whole damn song is that much more…me. “There’s more to life than books, you know, but not much more” would have helped me out a lot with Stretch, I think, had the...
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
THIS WEEK IS GOING TO EAT ME ALIVE
(OM NOM NOM)
OH NOOOOOOOOOOES
If we, citizens, do not support our artists, then we sacrifice our imagination...
– Yann Martel, Life of Pi (via buttonblog)