Um...I need someone to find me something to do over the summer. Like, research. Soon. Cause I'm failing at it.

Ha ha.

This morning I've seen 2 things that made me happy because I know or have seen the people they talk about.
1. Amazon recommended a book by Donna Jo!
2. Headline on Yahoo News: Author Chomsky eager to meet Venezuela's Chavez
I never really think of Chomsky as an author but of course he is.

Tired. Going to the gym despite rain...boo.

I hate it when my boyfriend is right in judging my friends.

Also I have a schedule and that's pretty happy. I'm still upset that I couldn't get syntax over with because now I feel sort of behind but Behav. Neuro is a prereg for the Channels to Behavior class that I want to take so at least I'm getting something done.
I feel like so much has changed this year for the worse and for the better.
Currently debating whether or not to help Carolyn administer the LSAT on a Saturday morning. $70.

Aaaand all my blood tests are good so I'm officially in remission. And I have a script to get my port out ASAP.

I thought at a certain point, scheduling was supposed to be easy.

Division IIIs are kicking my ass.
I'm praying i don't get lotteried out of this English class at Haverford.
If i do I am ridiculously fucked. :)

Note to self: Non-responsiveness to text messages does not signal a fatal theme park accident. Nothing to be paranoid about. Nada.


Pleasejustcomehomenowandlivesafelyonthecouch.

Being home is really dull. Granted, it shouldn't be any different from being at Bryn Mawr, but Daves at like Sea World or something and I can't install games on these computers. My better computer currently resides in the middle of my mom's minivan.

Summer overall was really good. Pretty sure I didn't lose any weight but eh I'll work on it. As soon as I have a routine maybe I'll get to the gym more.

I read books though. That's kinda different. I read....Everything is Illuminated, The Devil Wears Prada, The Kite Runner, A Clockwork Orange, The Bluest Eye...and I'm halfway through this damn Salt book. That's very smart of me I feel.

I don't know any French and class starts in like 2 weeks. Yay.

I am way too addicted to WoW. It started out with nice intentions..."I'll play this a bit so my boyfriend will think I care about what he does" etc etc.
Now I actually care. I CARE. But I'm getting hella rich which is cool.

I feel like my life isn't very interesting right now. I am sorry.

There's a little boy who comes into the clinic every other day. He is the sweetest kid I've ever seen. Quiet, well-behaved, and loves coming here. It makes me heart melt.
I wanna baby.
Kind of.

(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)

✓ I miss somebody right now.	✓ I don't watch much TV these days.  (Though I wish I did)	✓ I own lots of books.  (Too many that I've never read)
✓ I wear glasses or contact lenses.	✓ I love to play video games.	✓ I've tried marijuana.  (Unsuccessfully)
✓ I've watched porn movies.	✓ I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.  (I'm the psycho-ex right now)	× I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
✓ I curse sometimes.  (All the fuckin time)	✓ I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.	× I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.

( it goes on... )

I'm having that after-college dilemma already.
I have no idea what I'm doing with my life.
It's a debate between something professional and career oriented, and academia.
I want to travel to exotic places and do linguistic fieldwork. But I want to settle down.
I want to have the stability of a career in SLP. But I don't want to choose something mundane.
I want the freedom to pursue my own research. But I don't want to settle for a lifestyle that forces sacrifice.
I want to help people by doing SLP. But I don't know if I'll get frustrated and unhappy after awhile.
Sigh. I want to do SLP and research. Is that so much to ask?
Really I just want to get married. Now.

Also I've been playing WoW too much lately. I think I've been doing a level a day...currently at 21. No one will understand this.

I came back to BMC for a brief visit. Grab some clothes, shoes I forgot, laundry stuff...I planned to leave on the 8:54 back to 30th St.

And now I'm spending the night in my room. And watching Queer as Folk. I miss my computer, my bed, the way the room smells, free laundry, short distances, quietness, GRASS...I'm in love with the life I have here. I'm excited to be back although I do have to catch an early train back to Penn with rush hour traffic...boo.

So I think I just got ripped off. I paid a bit over $6 for a used book that was originally sold for 5.99... I should have just bought the new one at B&N for that price. Oh well.

Being at UPenn is a nice change of pace from Bryn Mawr but I don't think I would want a city campus. I like my small distances and waking up 5 minutes before class.

If you're in the city this weekend and absolutely neeeed me, let me know. I think I'm going to a place for a philly cheesesteak because most people here haven't done the philly thing before and want to experience EVERYTHING. Actually I'm going to a Phillies game sometime soon. Weird.

I don't think I actually like cognitive neuroscience. I basically need to just pick another field entirely, or admit to myself that med school is a necessary evil. Looks like I'll be taking orgo next summer...Boo.

- Villanova's registration site because I cannot find the option to drop classes. So, I'm going to have to call the damn registrar tomorrow, like two days before the class starts, and ask how to do it or ask them to do it for me. I'm terrified. They're going to say I should have done this before but I've been TRYING, it's just HARD.

- I fell asleep during the Lost season finale (though I did catch almost all of Idol...Clay Aiken's hair wtf?) I intended to watch all of season 1 which I rented but I got through like, one episode because I have a short attention span.
So I just looked at this Lost connection chart that shows the relationships between the characters and I got so damn confused. I guess I'll finish watching the season 2 finale tonite (thank you ABC.com!) and maybe I'll get it. I doubt it though. I shouldn't watch shows that are this difficult and require speculation.

- Nothing is on TV tonite because the season finales happened. Booo.

- Still mad at Villanova.
And Lost.


Yay I get to go back to Bryn Mawr tomorrow. Not yay to dragging more of my crap up three flights of stairs and maybe having to battle with confs to let me in the danged building. Then work. Yay for money.

I want a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

As an added bit of information for your pleasure, I just realized how bad I messed up my birth control. No babies. So prostitution is cancelled for awhile.

Ok I think I'll take Bio next semester. I love Paul to death. I can't imagine that it will particularly...difficult. And after this past year, I need to pull up my GPA like whoa.

Um problem with taking Bio is that then I can't take the English class I planned on because it ends up 1 at Haverford, and lab starts at 1. Oops. Which means I can't have a class with K-Dawg!

So someone find me a division III.
Otherwise it's French, Syntax and Bio. Bye Behavioral Neuro :(


EDIT: Apparently, Syntax counts as a III. I have NO idea why. No bullshit English for me! now to decide if I should tack on Psych of Lang, or Stats.

My mom made me go to Relay for Life.

If you admit that you're a survivor, they give you a nice sash and other things to identify you. Thoughtful right?

Of course, it's very very uncomfortable to have about a hundred people looking at you and knowing a very private fact about your life.

I don't understand why I hate being called a survivor. I have some pretty good ideas though. The first being that I didn't even want to go through with this. I'm also really, really tired and I just didn't want to deal with this today, especially given the fact that I have chemo on Monday...I guess when I still have to get poked to heck with needles I don't feel so triumphant.

So now my mom's upset with me because I can't handle this shit, I have a headache, and I can't stop eating (day one of diet...postponed).

AND I'm super bitchy. Which I apologize for.

Being away from the Internet for three days is difficult. I missed out on some good celebrity news and got a slew of emails. Sigh.

The bikini arrived today. That's all I have to say about that.

I'm sleepy. And I hate Brandon Davis, though I hated him before so this isn't shocking. But, I've been relatively supportive of Paris Hilton. Not anymore. No one talks shit about Lindsay and stays in my favor. Bitch.


Cause celebrities care what I think about them.

I've only been home for three days and all I want to do is go back to BMC.

Also I ate half a bag of tortilla chips. But that's it! I haven't been eating anything else.

Today is an America's Next Top Model marathon on VH1. Finally some good TV. "They act like I've never been around gay people. I'm a cheerleader". That's a good quote for you.

I might eat the rest of these chips now...Not eating for two days (except chips) can make you very hungry.

Bored bored bored. I might read a book. No, that's probably a lie...

This entry has absolutely no substance. I need money. Besides the money I'm stealing from this scholarship. If my internship isn't an everyday thing I might try to find a job-job.

I wish I could be the kind of linguist that really likes learning languages. I could spend all this time learning French or something. But I think it's boring. It's nifty that I know how to say "frog" in 4 different languages (the one thing that stuck from Field Methods...) but I get frustrated really easily with things I'm not good at. Like languages.

I have the feeling I'm not getting a pink razr because my mom is angry.

I just ordered a bikini.
Yeesh.