Showing posts with label D.C. is fucking awesome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label D.C. is fucking awesome. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
What I Did With My October Break
Let's talk about my trip to D.C., shall we?
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Bates College,
D.C.,
D.C. is fucking awesome,
Nicole,
October,
October Break,
Sophomore Year,
Wednesday
Friday, October 21, 2011
Fetch & Monuments
That doesn’t make much sense but it’s alphabetical anyway. I couldn’t fix that y, z at the end but
whatever.
I’m in lit class and we’re talking about Shakespeare and
Milton. Who of you know Milton’s first
name without looking it up? I always
like when we ask these kinds of trivia questions, especially when I know the
answer.
Friday, October 7, 2011
"There's a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours. "
Hey, there. I will
reinstate the trend where people post on time, albeit barely. I wrote this a long time ago but just got back from a showing of The Princess Bride <3 (That's what my title quote is from btw)
There is a lot I can talk about but I will be focusing on
the latter half of my week, mostly because Wednesday and Thursday were two of
the longest days I’ve had since arriving at AU.
A few announcements: (A) I had a paper and two midterms this
week. Those numbers are misleading
because they are small numbers and do not convey the Goliath-esqe amount of
effort involved. (B) Happy your-birthday-is-a-week-from-today, Derek. Hopefully you get lots of nice presents. (C)
My parents have requested to see more pictures of me, and since they pretend to
read this blog, I will include those here.
Friday, September 30, 2011
"Time is making fools of us again"
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| When making fun of Palin, the question not "Why?" but "Why not?" |
It’s already Friday again?!
How does time pass so quickly? Dumbledore ne’er said a truer thing than the
title of my blogpost. He probably said
other equally-true things, but ne’er a truer! Ne’er! Yea, verily!
Speaking of which, I emailed Ms. Topping this week to have her look at a poem I’m submitting to our literary magazine and titled said email “Yea, verily!”. Oh wait what I wrote poetry?!
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D.C. is fucking awesome,
Dumbledore,
Friday,
lamb-dog,
Ms. Topping,
Quango,
Rachael,
Reagan,
Spanish
Location:
Washington, DC, USA
Friday, September 23, 2011
Kan Chu Lai, it's Lion King Time!
Another week has passed already somehow! The weeks go by so fast that I have to look
at my planner to assess what I’ve done.
Turns out it’s mostly homework.
But there were fun moments, too.
I’ll focus on those.
Friday, September 16, 2011
Once you go Rebecca Black you can never go back
Title because it's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday?
Happy Friday, all. We made it through another week of college. Well, I think we did. I made it anyway, which is what counts.
A brief week summary (keep an eye out for the two links I've provided!):
Last Friday besides all of my technical difficulties in posting up my blog, I went to a cute farmer’s market across the street and got three orchard-fresh apples and four cookies. I don’t know if you have had orchard-fresh apples, but they’re worth the hyphen and extra three syllables. They look good, they taste amazing; they SMELL like heaven. I’m not going to real heaven but orchard-fresh apples are close enough. Promise. (Tell me how heaven is though. Since Nicole and I are outliving the rest of you, being vegetarian and all. Of course we’re all pretty atheist so probably none of us will get there. Jason would have except he’s a boozehound. Google it!)
Friday, September 9, 2011
I worked so hard to get this put online, so love me.

Evening, fellow bloggers.
I’ve been thinking about what to talk about for a while, and naturally all of it escapes me now. But the nugget of wisdom I’ve mined from college thus far is this:
-It’s all about having your hands full.
Physically: how do you close an umbrella while holding a purse, laptop, key card, textbook, newspaper, and hot chocolate all while opening a door to avoid getting drenched? Mentally: college, at its worse, is hell, and at its best is heaven. Not HELL, hell; I’m happy here. But there are moments of how-the-FUCK-am-I-supposed-to-read-two-newspapers-daily-AND-everything-else-you’ve-assigned-me? and wow I miss people.
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