Okay....
12 pages on whether private interests are bad for politics.
GO!
22/11/2009
17/11/2009
Oh, I mean 103!!!
Crud!
16:37
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“Wake up…something… they dream, all the lovers after they marry…. Without something many something begin the day without talking, and that is… the daily routine? But the things they should be of other… something. Something something to make something something better than the other something this something hour.”
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Me, reading aloud a question from the spanish placement test. I’m thinking I’ll have to go back to 101.
Crud.
16/11/2009
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Ideas for things to do other than finish writing this paper:
- Clean the kitchen
- Watch Meredith Viera’s exclusive interview with that woman who was attacked by a chimp last year (Check!)
- Make myself look extra pretty!
- Talk to Arthur (Check!)
- Look up bus schedules (Check!)
- Write pointless, uninteresting Tumblr posts (Check and check!)
15/11/2009
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How not to complete a paper:
Every time you complete a sentence, reward yourself with ten minutes of random internet surfing!
18:36
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Working on a paper on this tonight.
06/11/2009
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Dumb Nerds.
I like to get to my Political Science class early whenever possible, because the room is at about maximum capacity and if you arrive late you will be forced to to either climb over eight people to reach the one available seat in the middle of the row, or just sit on the floor in the aisle for the entire hour. Neither option is very appealing.
The problem with arriving early is that you have to sit there ten minutes and listen to this group of guys who are always in the back row having the nerdiest, lamest, most embarrassing conversations ever. Wow, they are amazing.
Today they were discussing how awesome it would be to kidnap Carrie Fisher, some how cause her to have amnesia (I guess they were planning on inflicting a little blunt force trauma?) and then convince her that she actually is Princess Leia and Star Wars is a documentary about her life. They all agreed that this would be amazing, but that it would be even more amazing if they were able to capture hot, 70s era Carrie Fisher rather than the ugly, old Carrie Fisher of today. It was the dumbest, nerdiest conversation ever.
The problem with these guys is not that they’re nerds who love Star Wars and video games. It’s that they’re stupid, loud nerds who clearly consider themselves to be witty and clever when they are actually just idiots.
It took everything in my power not to go back there and stuff them all into some lockers this morning.
Nerds!
02/11/2009
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So, You know how I keep talking about my University Studies class and how everyone is really young in it?
Well, I’ve decided to embrace it.
I just spent an hour and a half chillin in the caf’ with some of my classmates.
At one point, I told a joke and they liked it so much that they all high fived me.
I’m in!
28/10/2009
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- Classmate in my University Studies class: ...he's been a professor at Stanford since 1991... which is the year I was born!
- Me: You were born in 1991? Ugh. I always feel so old in this class.
- Him: Why? How old are you?
- Me: 24.
- Him: You're 24?!
- Other guy: What?
- First guy: She's 24!
- Other guy: You're 24?!
- Me: Yeah...
- Other guy: You look young for 24.
- Me: Thanks?
- Other guy: What?
- Me: I'm not really old enough yet that being told I look younger counts as a compliment. Try me again when I'm 30.
- Other guy: Oh.
27/10/2009
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