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My day started off pretty terribly, but then...

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 14:26:33 GMT

I cracked open a fortune cookie that I found in my room, and I found this:

I thought to myself, that's a little unusual. Upon closer inspection, I realized

Pretty amazing, I have to say.
Yeah, some of them are repeats, but amazing nonetheless.
Needless to say, I'm not feeling so down anymore!

p.s. I realized afterwards that I probably should have taken a picture of the fortune cookie itself, but I had already popped it into my mouth by the time I realized that I should document this momentous event. I thought it'd be a little gross to take it out of my mouth and stuff the fortunes back into it.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Thu, 02 Nov 2006 01:43:27 GMT

Despite the fact that I have a toothache/headache and am sleep-deprived,
TODAY HAS BEEN FANTASTIC.

1   I got everything on my to-do list done.
         And it was a long to-do list.

2   I'm now officially a declared American Studies major.

3   Chamber music rehearsal was ridiculously productive,
         and we got a lot of major things accomplished.
         We had good bonding time, too.

4 My studio art minor portfolio review went better than I had expected.
        I went in with a specific question - if I could be exempted from Drawing I.
I left with the faculty's suggestion that I consider being a studio art major.
Now I'm considering art school again,
But I'm still scared of it. (haha)

- - -

Now I really need to crack open the books and get my actual homework done.
I always feel more productive when I'm able to plan out my future, though.
Homework will always get done eventually!

I suppose it's time for my monthly update.

Wed, 25 Oct 2006 14:22:40 GMT

(Way too much has happened in the past two months to put into one xanga entry (without me spending 2 hours typing it all up, so I'll just give you the very abbreviated version.)

School has been such a pain in the arse lately. But in a good way! I'm so much busier than last year, to the point of ridiculousness, but for me, being busy all the time > having too much free time. A combination of classes (especially my photo class; it's incredible how much time it takes up. My photo professor is incredibly intimidating, but I love her to death. Crit times are not happy times though. She really makes you want to cry. Ouch.), viola lessons/chamber music rehearsals/practice, and work takes up all the time I have during the daytime and nighttime. I still make sure I get my minimum of 6 and a half hours of sleep every night. I wouldn't be able to function without it. I rocked my midterms, though! Surprisingly. I guess that means I'm actually enjoying my classes this year, unlike last year...

For those of you that care, I'm declaring as an American studies major sometime in the near future, especially after my history professor (also in the American studies department) indirectly offered to be my major advisor. That makes things a lot easier and it works out well since she has a focus on class/race issues, which I'm interested in also. She also happens to be the study abroad advisor for American studies majors, too. Talk about a coincidence. I went in to her office hours yesterday to discuss it, and she suggested that I intern at the Smithsonian museum during my fall semester next year, and then go abroad to London my spring semester. How perfect would that be?? It's strange to think that I'd be away from Smith for an entire year, though. And it also freaks me out because it's next year. ugh so soon. But looking so forward to it.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Tue, 26 Sep 2006 11:51:03 GMT

IT'S MOUNTAIN DAY!

...even though I wish it was tomorrow.

HURRAH!

So tragic! ...to a girl, anyway.

Wed, 06 Sep 2006 22:37:50 GMT

LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HAIR STRAIGHTENER!

Boo hoo hoo... one whole side of the hot plates cracked off, which is not so cool because it technically still works -- it's just a little... mangled. Basically, it got knocked off my dresser. And it snapped in half. Fantastic. I found some Krazy Glue and glued it together, but when I did a test run, it just broke again. It wasn't fitting cleanly together to begin with, though. I think I need to buy a new one. Which will be difficult since I'm in the middle of nowhere and I have no idea where the nearest store would be that sells good hair straighteners. Thus, I'll have to order it online and wait until it comes. What a PAIN.

R.I.P. my beloved hair straightener. You have served me well.

Besides the unfortunate demise of one of my close comrades, Smith is going pretty well. Jordan is WAY more crazy and social than Cutter ever was, so it's going to take a while to adjust a.k.a. try not to be so anti-social. Which I'm being right now, since I'm skipping Convocation. I don't really enjoy being in a room full of hundreds of basically naked, drunken girls that are screaming their hearts out. I'd rather go to the library. Which is where I'm trying to get a JOB, but everyone I've contacted says there's no immediate positions open. So I applied to work at the local public library and I'm going in for an interview tomorrow. I really don't want to work in the dining hall anymore...

(crossing fingers and toes)

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Sun, 20 Aug 2006 17:08:36 GMT

YELLOWSTONE [] WYOMING [] SOUTH DAKOTA

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So this past Sunday...

Tue, 18 Jul 2006 03:37:34 GMT

...as I was leaving the EM service at Young Nak, a 30-something year old guy comes up to me (short, kind of dumpy looking) and shakes my hand, introduces himself, so I do likewise.
Keep in mind my mother is standing right behind me the entire time.

And this is what he says --
    him: Hi, I like your look.
    me: (thinking, what the heck is he talking about) Uh, thanks...?
    him: Do you have a business card?
    me: (thinking, he doesn't realize how old I am, does he. Why would an 18-year old have a business card.) Um, no.
    him: You don't have a business card?
    me: (Still really confused at this point) No.
    him: Do you have a cell phone?
    me: (thinking, is this guy trying to pick me up?) ...
    him: ha ha That's okay. (pats my back, hands me his business card, and leaves)

Uh.
What?
Yeah, and apparently right before he introduced himself to me, he looked at my mom and said, "Hi" before proceeding to talk to me. My mom thought he was a friendly church member/pastor, welcoming me to church. Not quite.

I was weirded out for about half an hour, and then thought it was funny.
My mom, on the other hand, can't stop thinking about it. She keeps bringing it up periodically.
Poor guy... he needs some social skills. And he needs to find an equally socially inept girl so they can get married and have hordes of socially inept children.

I like how older men hit on me (at work, too), as they think I'm in my 20s at the least, whereas college people pass me by/are confused when they find out I'm in college (typical conversation -- someone: Oh, what grade are you in? me: I'm going to be a sophomore. someone: In high school?) because to them, I look like I'm 15.
That sure makes a lot of sense.
At least I'll look glorious when I hit middle age.

Thank goodness for four-day weekends.

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 21:34:59 GMT

I never fully appreciated days off until this summer. For those of you that don't know, I'm working full-time as an intern at WET Design up in Burbank, which I was really excited to work at because it's so multidisciplinary -- they do the design, the engineering, the manufacturing, the inventing of new technology to use in their projects. Basically, it's amazing.

...and wow it is tiring. I'm not doing the most exciting of things, (organizing the office, "preparing for presentations" AKA mounting drawings onto posterboard and cleaning up photographs and drawings on photoshop) but I'm meeting some awesome people and really getting a feel for how the design field functions. Oh, and I helped build models for my first week for one of their new projects (which is HUGE, by the way) that I can't talk about because I'm under a confidentiality contract. haha.

So far, I know I don't want to go into pure conceptual design. One of the main reasons being that I would have to go to art school (as all the designers are from either Art Center or RISD), which I would never do. I wouldn't mind the other aspects of the design field though, apart from the actual design component. I'm just glad that I'm able to be in the design environment, since I've always been curious about it, and, well, now I know! Kind of. I'll see by the end of the summer.

Just wanted to let you all know that I'm still alive and kickin'.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Sun, 07 May 2006 23:58:45 GMT

just... watch it.

Sunday, April 30, 2006

Sun, 30 Apr 2006 13:59:10 GMT

Homesick.¶

This last week of classes is going to be excruciating. I really just want to go home, where I can sleep in my own bed, use my own bathroom, eat good (Korean) food, and not have to see anyone for the whole day besides my family. I like my privacy. Going home will just solve a lot of my problems, and I won't have to be piffy anymore. Or feel awkward 24/7.

I should be writing my Religion paper comparing the Christian and Islam beliefs about divine revelation. But, I really don't want to. Looking at it makes me antsy.

I also miss my viola. I'm terrified that I won't be able to play it anymore or read alto clef anymore, for that matter. I need to pick it up again. I kind of miss my flute, too. It's probably rusty, though. I'm going to have to get the toothpaste out and shine it up.

At least I know what my major is now. American studies, not really sure what my focus is, but I'm excited about it. And studio art minor. I know I said I'd never want to get into studio art, but it just makes sense. And if you're really curious, here's a list of the classes I'm taking next semester: Culture of American Cities, Calculus I (as if I didn't get enough of it with Mr. Mack...), Social Psychology, Photography I (the prof is supposedly a ridiculously harsh critic, but I think I can take it. I'm a big girl.), diving (as in off the 3-meter board), and Globalization of the US (it's just half a semester). Oh, and I'm getting back into swimming next year. And auditioning for an a cappella group.

My Smith friends think I should join the yearbook staff because it's so terrible. The 2004-2005 yearbooks just came out a couple weeks ago. And boy, is it stinky. They say I should whip it into shape. Eh. No thanks. Smith publications just really aren't that great to begin with. There's only so much one person can do (not that much).

I just need to get home. ASAP. Then I'll start being more enthusiatic about life again.

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