: All set up in my new place. So far so good.

I keep forgetting I'm not in england anymore.

: Our DSL, for some unknown reason, has been shut down, but luckily for me there are these ports in the library where I can plug my computer into. Of course, I could just use the computers that are already here, but thats not complicated enough for me. I've had all of my classes now, and I like them, but I have a feeling French is going to kick my butt. Susie and I are discussing ways I could make more friends: 1. take a yoga class 2. join a protest group 3. run for student office (but I dont think they're having elections) 4. rush 5. walk around with a sign that says "I need friends" 6. speak with a British accent. What gets your vote? let me know.

: I met another European Studies major in my art history discussion. These people actually exsist!!! I'm not the only one!!!

: Back from Riverside, where there was much reminising (sp?) and picture exchanging with Laura, Kathy, and Marisa. Just had lunch with Christina, even more reminising and I got to show off my newly obtained pictures. Tommorrow I am heading back home to collect more stuff, give Jen and Erin their MK, and go to a baby shower for my cousin Shannon!! Susie: I think I am going to win.

: I just got back from the gym. Goodbye, excess London baggage!!! I'm thinking about taking a horsebackriding rec class...

: I had a sucessful weekend hanging out with friends and I actually got some work done, too (even though the work actually only involved going to the Norton Simon museum... I reccomend) but more real work tommorrow.

: What a day!! (and its not over yet). I must say I am impressed with how the new MK foundation, which I am trying, is holding up! I had a conversation with a girl over lunch that made us both miss England (TopShop!!) ran into about 5 people from London, was late to virtually all my classes, walked 500 miles (unnecesarily, it turns out) to make illegal photocopies of the Art Hist books I am too poor to buy, and learned that I'll have no idea what classes I still need to take for my major until the grades come in and we figure out whether the classes are UD or not. Hmm...

Tonight: French movie for extra credit, EAP returnee panel, food shopping (or maybe I can get by one more day) and STUDY!!

: MMMM.... lasagne....

I don't think I've switched the time stamp back from England yet... I know Leonard sent me an email about it, and I think I still have it, but I'm lazy, so you can just subtract 8 hours.. thats not a problem is it?

: HP 5 comes out on June 21st! Yippee! Now I have something to get me through the rest of the school year.

There was even a sentence on Amazon.com: "Dumbledore lowered his hands and surveyed Harry through his half-moon glasses. 'It is time,' he said 'for me to tell you what I should have told you five years ago, Harry. Please sit down. I am going to tell you everything.'

How exciting! I wonder what it is...

: Yipeee!!! Phil midterm is over (lets just concentrate on that fact, and not how bad I probably did on it!) now I only have to stress out about French and Art Hist next week... yay.

I've been feeling a but under the weather, so maybe I will take a nap before going to rehearsal later tonite. I know, I can write my valentines in bed!!

: Yipeee!!! French 14 midterm over with! And my French composition is out of my hair. Only 2 more tests (this week) to go! I have a feeling art hist is going to kick my butt. And rehearsal, twice this week! Its amazing, I am learning to dance.

Good Movie: how to lose a guy in ten days.

: What is the wet stuff that is falling from the sky? I had no idea... No, actually, I just thought I had had my fill for this winter. Luckily, I have to memeorize 1,000 paintings for tommorrow, so I can't go outside even if I did have a strange desire to face the weather. Except for rehearsal tonight of course... AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

: Birthday in one month! Valentine's day tommorrow! End of midterms tomorrow! tonight: study, 8 hours of sleep (hopefully). Turns our Robert Campin's Meerode Altarpiece was 1425, not 1550. opps.

: Just back from a lovely weekend at home, now I'm off to rehearsal!! (saints do not move, though grant for prayer's sake!!)It feels such a relief to have midterms done and a nice relaxing weekend behind me.

: It seems as though just when I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief because midterms are over, I realize I have papers due in every class! Ahhh!!

: OOOH! On the way to the gym I saw a really nice shooting star! that was really exciting. Its not even August.

: I ordered myself an early birthday present from barnesandnoble.com but at this rate it may nto be that early because they haven't even shipped it yet (its not in stock)!! They said 1-2 weeks and its been atleast that. Or almost. To tell the truth, I can't remember exaclty when I ordered it, but it FEELS like a long time ago. I really want my book! Bastards!!

I went to dinner for 12 strangers, which is this alumni association thingy, and that was really fun.

: Ha!! I checked the date of my order and it was Feb 7th!!! So it HAS been more than 2 weeks!! Bastards!!

I remember the last book I ordered from barnesandnoble.com. It was for a class, and it was taking forever to be shipped, too. So I decided to just cancel it and not read the book, which worked out fine, but I really want THIS book!

Maybe its karma for the bitchy email I wrote canceling the last book. They kept it and said "if this girl ever orders another book, we'll wait a YEAR to send it to her! *evil laugh*". That sounds like something I'd do. Or atleast something I'd think of doing, then forget about. I hope they've forgetten, its been over a year, for heaven's sake!!

: The bastards at UCR are also stupid bastards.. apparantly did NOT hold my transcript for my fall grades, just sent them when everyone else's grades came in which explains why they didn't send one when the EAP grades came in (and I did very well, excitingly) and now UCLA is threatening to kick me out, but with the help of the nice people at EAP UCLA it seems to be solved. Unfortunatley with the hold I can't do things like go to the gym or register, so let's hope it goes away soon!! Plus, I'd love to know what my classes actually count for. They still show up on my DPR as upper-divs.

: Our Shakespeare scene may or may not be performing on the orginal dates planned... but all is well. All of a sudden I've become very ambitious!! Let's see how much I can get done tommorrow!!

: What was my goal for this week? oh yeah, not go crazy. So, it's sunday..... well, soon both of my French papers will be out of the way, and that's 1/2 the battle, right? Too bad the easiest papers are due first.

The Riverside equivalent of Jennie's frat is socializing with the UCLA version in the living room right now. I went out to get pasta salad (that my fabulous mommy made for me this weekend) and when Jennie introduced me she mentioned that I had just transferred from Riverside, and I got a round of high fives for "getting out of there". That should tell you something...

My book (which I ordered from Amazon.com) should be arriving this week. As early as tommorrow, actually, but I kinda hope that they wait til Thursday, because then I know my papers will be done. But really, I want it tommorrow. I have decided that online shopping is an addictive and very bad thing!!

: yesss!! after much stress I am now enrolled for next quarter! (atleast partways..)

just 2 more papers... ugh.

Sarte??? Descartes????whahuh?: BSing philosphy paper at 5 am on no sleep and much caffiene = not a good idea. Oh well, isn't that what college is about? funny, I said the same thing at the walk out today!!

Isn't it odd how when they're something you REALLY need to do all of a sudden you can think of 101 things you'd rather be doing.. and then proceed to DO them? *Rachel discovers unfathomable distractions of the internet* wheeeee!!!!!!

It's 1:30 pm in England right now. Suddenly everything is very funny.

Papers: still 2 (in progress!!! 3 1/2 hrs to go!!)

: Nearly my birthday. Hmmm. A large birthday present has arrived in the mail from my mother, and I have restrained myself from opening it. Despite encouragment from my roommate to do otherwise. There was also a letter from my sis, which I expect to be birthday related and so have not opened that yet either. I have already unwittingly opened 1 birthday card.

I think my favorite part of the day is my shower. I just *love* feeling clean. Really, there's nothing keeping me from taking 2 showers a day. Or more... hmmm.

I actually went to the library today to study. Didn't get much done, but atleast I was in a studious enviornment for a change. I did, however, discover that the library is an excellent setting for harmless flirting! (yes, Rachel, you *can* trust the cute boy across from you to watch you stuff while you run to the ladies!*) One the other hand, I made progress in getting out of classes for the future- yucky science ones!

* DISCLAIMER- may not always be the best course of action....

: I am now 20. A twenty-nothing. very old.

Quotes: "Annoy Bush. Learn French."-sign on office door in Royce hall. "2 MISSED CALLS?!!!"- me, after calling my own phone twice to find it. "If Eminem dies, I can be in HIS video"- Michelle.

: Well...I have a billion emails to answer, two finals tomorrow that I have yet to begin studying for, and I haven't turned my phone on for days. My eye sight is rapidly deteriorating. On the other hand, I went to the grocery store, so I have food (other than the 15..err 7 boxes of mac n cheese that mom bought for me at costco) and toilet paper. Always a good thing.

Right! Time to put on my thinking cape and get to work! Mannerism to Baroque!!!

: WAHOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Two down, two to go.

Ok, I'm coming out of my hole now. You all will be hearing from me soon!!!

: Still 2 to go... well, one IP, one to go. heh. *slowly crawls out of hole*

Yeah, Bush is an idiot.

Ummmm....: Should I be worried that the same philosphical arguments which have illusivley escaped my comprhension all quarter should suddenly strike me with perfect clarity at 3 am the morning a paper is due? This seems to keep happening to me. Obviously my writing skills aren't suffering at all... heh.

FINALS ARE OVER...OVER...yes, OVER!: Hello all, this is Jennie. Rachel has given be the honor of writing an entry on her cool journal thing.... well finals are finally over!!!! Thank goodness!!! i thought it would never end.... living with Rachel this quarter has been hell(j/k) hahaha... actually she has been the best roommate in the world. Even my pledge bros love her too!!! on that note... shout outs to my pledge bros aeby and tracy!!! the coolest girls i know!!! but back to rachel.. she has brought so much joy to my life, not only as a roommate but as a friend and sister. We look out for each other. I wish I can take her to England with me this summer...but grrr...she has already been there! Okay, Rachel...I love you love you love you!!! *muah muah muah* HAPPY SPRING BREAK!

: Just incase you are wondering, it's my sister that's engaged, not me. Thank goodness. Although that does mean *I* don't get to pick the dress. Oh well, small price...

Tomorrow (well, today technically, but that's the beauty of my schedule this quarter) is the start of a new quarter. I don't feel quite ready, but I've decided it doesnt really matter.

I had a really nice break and although I didn't accomplish much besides sleeping (hey- that's something!) I got to hang out with friends, some of whom I had not seen in a very long time, and I even got started on my scrapbook. Started.

: Meh.... In the past week I have: shopped for wedding fabric, hiked in woods on campus I didn't know existed, imparted my wisdom upon lucky eap departees, read approx. 1/3 the contents of the entire internet, amd driven my roommates crazy by playing the same 5 songs over and over. Plus a lot of other stuff I can't really remember right now. Probably involving eating.

: All done with the Shakespeare scene, I figured the reason I don't feel relieved is because it wasnt stressful. Still, auditions for the new scenes are this week, so there's not much of a break. I think the thing that's bugging me the most is the fact I have to get up for an 8 am learning about website session tomorrow. I haven't seen that side of 8 o'clock in a long time, unless you count moving my car so my roommate can get out while still half asleep.

Chamber of Secrets comes out on Friday, wahooo!!!!

: Apparently, people like me!

Back by popular demand: Yes, I am updating my weblog!! Wahoo!! This weekend was eventful, I got to see my best friend, mommy, brother, sis, and future brother in law! Not to mention my new umm... cousin once removed? Right. Well, he's adorable.

Anyway, at this rate summer will be here before we know it! Bring it on!!!

: Ooooh, I've been so good this week and actually gone to all of my classes!! (So far) No, really, I think I might make it. Which could very well be a first this quarter. (But, mom, most of this time it's not *really* my fault.) Plus, I'm going to go to the gym. I really, really am.

And next week I have a midterm, yeech. And the first rehearsal for our Shakespeare scene. I'm Desdemona!! (sp?) and Jennie, fab roommie that she is, is Emelia! And Graydon, my ex-cousin, is Iago!! (Someone is Othello,too, but I don't know him yet.) Seems like I am always in the kissing scenes. AND it's Jennie's birthday this weekend. AND Happy May Day, everyone!! (Especially Amanda, wherever she may be). Time is going by much quicklyier than it ever has before.

Tonic and Basil's quest for goldfish!: Mmm-Hmmm, and that's Ms. Monaco to you!!! Chris and I ended up in Pasedena at a carnival celebrating the cinqo de mayo (sp?). Sometimes you don't question fate. After failing to win goldfish and contemplating flirting with the guy handling the cooler to get one, I decided to go to a pet store and buy one. Except we didn't know where one was, and doubted any would be open, but there was one, right near the freeway, open, and someone was pulling out of a parking space just as we got there. So now I have company!!

We picked out a variety of alias(es? aliai?) with the assistance of "The Bad Girl's Guide To The Party Life" and chose our favorite for ourselves, giving the fishies others, fitting: Amaretto and C. Buz. Don't worry, there's more where they came from, but I already decided the next fish I get I'm naming Snuffles. (10 points to the first person to guess where I get that from, but I bet it'll be Sumana.)

I can reccomend with enthusiasm strawberry with Reeses' cups from Coldstone.

: Yes, I'm still alive and living it up in LA! Tommorrow I have big plans that involve buying a fish net so I can clean my little aquarium. I'm also thinking about a little castle or something (I know, pretty crazy stuff!) Maybe I'll even go to the gym.

It's another wild Saturday night, to make up for my bland Friday night yesterday (*ha- not*)I just got back from The Scottish Play (with the craziest witches I've even seen) and yummy Indian food. If you're looking for a good read, I recommend The Devil Wears Prada (thanks to Marisa and Tom's mum). I've just started and its hilarious!!

: *sob* There has been a death in the apartment. C. Buzz passed away last night. We will all miss him greatly.

: *work* *work* *work* *rehearse* *work*

*goes insane*

The quarter system does wierd things to your life. You start, all of a sudden it's midterms, you have to much thorugh finals and before you know it it's over. So much for smelling the roses. No time to breathe

: Ooh! I have one day of class left, ever! (well, until Fall.) Tonight we are performing and tomorrow... well, I go to class. Than we perform again on Friday, and then I study and write a paper and other various things, and then in one week I am FREE!!! Wahoooo!!! Yipeee!!!

: If anyone knows the name of the Arab scholar who traveled from Morocco to East Africa, the Middle East, and Souteast Asia in the 1320s to 1340s, could you please let me know? Please? Thanks.

I may survive yet. Amazingly enough.

rachel r, grrll gynius: gshy dwinnt mushjjs almidnwt oppssfhj

After busting my butt to get my History final done on time, I turn it in 10 minutes early... to the wrong TA's box.


Guess where I'll be 8 AM Friday. No, I won't be at the beach. Are you crazy? I wouldn't get up that early to go to the beach.

I still may survive yet. But, will I survive without getting kicked out of school? Find out on the next exciting episode of: rachel r, grrl gynius

: All is well. Surival looking... likely, amazingly enough. And I'm going to assume they won't kick me out of school, planning my schedule for next year. Unfortunatley, all of the lovely classes I picked out to take aren't being offered. Yay. And, I have to take an Econ class, which is only offered at 8 am, yuck. But I still have Fridays off.

Amaretto is still alive. He/ She/ It lookes a lot like Nemo(sp?).

: You are reading the weblog of someone who is done with finals! DONE!!! Well, except for that silly project, but there is no studying involved in that. And it's mostly done, anyways. Yippeee!!!

It has occured to me that I will probably have my degree before Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (movie) comes out. Does that mean something? Probably not, just an observation.

"Free at last, I'm free at last, thank God Almighty, I'm free at last!" "Are you always like this?"

: Michelle, ma belle...

Does anyone need to live in LA this summer? Please let me know. We have space!!

Divination Homework: My horroscope said: the moon moving into pieces (or something like that) gives you a burst of energy on Monday. This week you are unstopable. I am still waiting for my energy burst.

Unfortunatley, my car was broken into and all my CDs were stolen. Fortunatley, I had yet to replace my emergency $20, which I believe I spent Taco Bell, so at least I'm not out $20. I am, however, sick of listening to Moulin Rogue (they didn't take the one in the CD player) so this is an public plea to all my fortunate friends with CD burners to make me CDs... I'm too poor to buy new ones. Thanks.

My fortune cookie said: Bravery and optimism are your best traits. A true Gryffindor. (3 more days. YIPEEE!!!)

24 Hours from now...: I'll be gearing up to go to the bookstore! Actually, I'll be gearing up to go to Laura's wedding reception, then the bookstore. But the point is, it's soon. I wandered into B&N today and couldn't stop grinning. I can't wait!

Hi Michelle!

: While swimming today, Jen and I made friends with a lovely frog. She named him Ron and he is now happily swimming in my pond.

In case you were wondering, Harry Potter went wonderfully. In fact, I am still basking in the afterglow. Now go read it yourself.

Mrrrow!: While walking with the dogs, a little kitten found me. Mommy says I can keep him (I suspect because he is cute and friendly like Danny). I named him Tonks, after a character im HP 5. The character is female, but she goes by her surname so I figured it was ok. He's a poor, fleabitten thing, but won't be for much longer. I'm already in love!

: Today is Kathy's birthday. Happy birthday, Kathy! Speaking on London people, I saw Malini for dinner yesterday. She challenged me to finish my scrapbook for the reunion that's hopefully going up the 19th. Here I go.

: Today is Leonard's birthday. Happy birthday Leonard!

Disorganized and irresponsible. Will I ever change? Chances are.... no.

: Yippe! I am SO nearly done with my scrapbook! And let me tell you, it was a monumental project! Yesterday I hit my head on the cupboard door. There is a large bump. And probably a substatial amount of damage; bets are you won't be able to tell the difference.

: Yippe! I am done with my scrapbook! Really, really done. For Europe, at least. heh.

: It has been done. My sister is all married. And I actually slept for more than 5 hours last night.

: This is because my mom complained that I haven't updated. But it's not that I have anything to say. And, honestly, she lives with me!

Well, I guess that's not true: I have been housesitting the cutest little doggie, who I am going to miss very much when her family comes home at 2 am tonight.

: I am off to participate in more wedding festivities and Trilobite hunting! Wahoo!

: I'm back. Actually, I've been back for a while. Hi.

: I spent the weekend in Camillrio (sp?) with Jen's family, eating BBQ and watching people win/loss money at poker (watching only because I knew if I played I would do more of the latter) and shopping and at the beach. It was good times.

Mommy and I went to see a movie today--Freaky Friday. It was really cute. I wanna be in a rock band. Too bad I can't play. Or sing. Oh well.


: I'm back again. Hi.

From an email on essays: Most the time, I have to really stretch it to come up with 1800. Oh, but wait, that was the old doesn't-study-or-even-proofread me. I'm turning over a new leaf as soon as Fall quarter starts. Huh--just like I do every quarter. But I mean it this time, I really do! Because I *really* want to graduate. It'll be a miracle if I do, though, I doubt anyone has ever gotten out of a public school as big as UCLA in 3 years plus summer. Oh well, a girl can hope.

Scrapbooking is fun. And it takes a lot of time. Everyday I look up and midnight and say "What? It was 5:00 ten minutes ago!"

: I'm reading this book, called The Cat's Meow by Melissa Cruz or somebody. It's pretty bad, and I'm only on the 3rd chapter. I don't think I'll finish it.

I have to wonder how something bad gets published. I can write better than that... I think, but then how do you know? If my book was really bad, I think I'd rather not be published. Except that, she probably got at least some money for it. And I could do with some money.

One redeeming quality about the book is I bought it used from Amazon.com, so it only cost about $5, and most of that was S&H. Although...I could do with $5.

: I can have hot dogs whenever I want them, because I bought some at the store. Well, actually, I guess I can have ten hot dogs whenever I want them, because that's how many there are in a package. Except that I ate two, and gave one to Gretel, so there's only seven left. And come to think of it, there's only eight buns in a package, and I ate two (Gretel doesn't need a bun). So I can have six hot dogs whenever I want them!

Wow, that's more math than I've done in a year. Unless you count mentally converting pounds to dollars (meh--I haven't *really* done that in over a year, so no, I guess it doesn't count) or subtracting 25% off.

Tonks has become a wild boy. He leaves early in the morning and comes home late at night (I sometimes wonder if he would come home at all if I didn't go outside before bed with the kitty treat box, calling him) and wanders the town all day and night. We're getting him fixed, so hopefully that will solve his behavioural impusles.

I have a Mary Kay thing tonight. Hopefully I'll make lots of money so I can pay Jennie back for the June bills. And maybe, you know, have more than $11 in my banking accounts. If not, at least I'll get rid of some samples.

eating a hot dog: Today while doing my hair I found three white hairs. Three. THREE! I'll tell you what this means: 1. I am getting old. (I've already started using day solution to combat wrinkles. Yes, I have wrinkles too!) 2. I am going to have to start dying my hair (I actually wanted to do this anyway, for a bit of red).

Hot dogs are good.

Hurrah! I'm back in! : About a week ago, I did something really stupid, i.e. dropping a class I needed in exchange for one I didn't. The one I didn't, I might add, was MWF, and I had no other Friday classes. I immediatly realized my mistake, but the class was impacted, so once I had dropped I wasn't able to add it again. Why did I do this, you ask? I'd like to know too.

But then I went to look today, one the schedule of classes, and there was a lovely wait-list spot, which I snagged immediately. The only problem is the spot was in a discussion that conflicts with European Studies 101 (something I obviously need to take). This is easy to fix, though. I'll just... suck up. The point is, I'm in, and it's much easier to get a PTE number when you're in.

: I'm going to LA, to take things to my apt. Wheee! I was supposed to have a reunion, too, with the London friends, but I don't know if it'll happen this weekend.

Yesterday I went fishing and cought some new fishies. One is white and Mom named him Coconut Sushi. The other is a tiny baby and I'm going to let Jennie name him, as a suprise. Unless she sees this before I get there, in which case she won't be suprised.

er...: The reunion didn't happen, my fishies died, but I did get to see Marisa, and drop off my stuff, eventually. Now Jelly Bean is trying to impede my typing.

Off to work on more scrapbooking. I'm all caught up, except for the nearly finished roll in my camera (which I forgot to bring with me this weekend, grrr) so I'm working on a mini Europe scrapbook.

: Tonks keeps attacking me. He's a bit on the wild side. Only a few more days before *snip-snip*.

: I'm working on Christmas. Soon I'll go back to LA and work on the rest of my life.

: Small child overheard while walking Gretel: "Daddy! Is that a *whipsers* wolf?

: For some reason the entry above came thorugh twice. Maybe because I pushed the "Publish" button twice. Heh. But I can't delete mutiple entires, or atleast (is that one word or two?) I don't know how. So here ya go.

: Mom and I went to Mimis to celebrate me being all caught up with my scrapbook! Until I take more pictures. Which will be difficult since I don't have anymore film. Must remember to get some at Costco tomorrow.

I used a coupon (sp?) from the paper to get my film developed at the one hour at Walgreens. I used some more coupons to buy useful stuff, like tape, travel size deodarant, and Hershey's bars for $.39. Wheee!

I miss my baby. How will I ever survive a school year with out him? he's only been gone since this morning, and I get to go pick him up tomorrow. He is no long a *real* man. Hope he's not mad.("Er... you didn't want that, did you?")

And then on Wednesday I'm going to LA. I get a terrible, wistful feeling everytime I think about where I was at this time last year.

: Don't you just love unpacking? No, I didn't think so. I'm safely in LA but quite unorganized. Getting there.

I caught two new fish (and promised not to kill them). I named them Harry and Ginny. It's so cute, the way they cuddle together. Maybe they'll have babies.

Dilemas (sp?)...: I've got a couple. For example:

1. How old does dressing have to be before it spoils? Mine's... 9 months, maybe less. It tastes kinda funny. Should I toss it? I should, shouldn't I? Blast.

2. All the books for my ES 101 class are on the EU. I've got a bunch of EU books I paid bundles for over in the UK, and I dragged them all the way home. Will they do? I'll think I'll make them do. Rather than paying $75 for a new set of books.

3. My desk, chair set up is really bugging me. My forearms rest against the desk when I type, unless I keep them lifted which is quite tiring. I tried moving my laptop to the rolly-out key board thing, which was great except I was way to close to the computer, and my DSL cable didn't reach. I think the solution my be a higher chair. A swiveling, rolly one like my roommate's would be best. I even tried a kitchen chair, which was alright, but not great. The point is, I don't want to pay big bucks for a chair I'm going to use for a year. Maybe I'll steal one of the green ones from home. A rolly one would be nice, though. Oh well, there are things I'd rather have. Like world peace and an "A" in French. Lucky me, I won't be getting any of those.

Then again, I've stolen my roommate's chair and I'm using it right now, and the arm thing is still bugging me. Maybe I'm just neurotic (sp?).

: I'm eating the rest of my bagette with hard boiled egg and salad. Earlier I cooked the egg that cracked when I tried to hard boil it with a bit of bacon and had that with the stale end of the bagette. On the menu for future meals: burittos with beans and cheese and salad, salad with beans and egg and bacon, smoothies made with frozen tofu (I actually haven't tried to freeze the tofu yet, but mom and I decided it was worth a shot). It's all part of my plan to eat efficently and not waste food and therefore money.

Not that you care what I eat. Another thing you probably don't care about is I have a wish list at Amazon.com. Just thought I'd mention, you know, because my birthday's coming up. In six months. Well, you know, Christmas. And random pressies are always nice, too. There's only two items, but I really want them. Well, there might be three, but I really only want two.

I was quite productive today, I got my perscription, returned a book, walked all the way to the bookstore in Westwood to find out they didn't have the book I needed yet (but it was good excercise), made a budget... later I'm gong to the gym. I've made a deal with myself that if I 1. don't eat cheetos until finals and 2. go to the gym an average of three times a week, I'll buy those Express jeans I've been wanting with my Christmas money. And, they'll even fit!

: Another exciting night in LA. I wish Tonks were here so at least I'd have some company.

But I want to ask, what's with the pirates? It's talk like a pirate day, and I've been invited to a pirate party (which I orginally misheard as "private party", needless to say I was confused when asked if I had any "private clothes"). It is all because of Pirates of the Carribean? But most guys I know have always had a thing for pirates. I remember how Chuck wanted so badly to be a chaperone at "Treasure Island" our Senior Prom, so he could dress up as a Pirate. Someone, please explain. Or not, that's fine, too. It's not really that important.

My mom emailed and offered to buy me a new chair. Really, though, it's not that bad. I think I really am just neurotic. Maybe I should look online to see if they're doing neuroticosity research, so maybe I can voluteer and get diagnosed and recieve up to 10 months free treatment*.

It occurs to me that most people don't derive the same amount of inspiration from fiction that I do. It's like on "You've Got Mail", how Meg Ryan says "Everything I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around?" or something. But that's not really true. A lot of things remind me of London.

*Inspired by a flyer seen in the gym piddly diddly department. Obviously not really about neuroticosity.

: I think I'll have a smoothie, and freeze my tofu.

: People talk a lot about finacial freedom. Or do they? I wouldn't know because I don't live in the real world. Anyhow, it's in a Savage Garden song.

Well, it's really quite easy when you live in a non-consumer society of one. How do you do that? Simply, don't buy anything. Ever. Except perhaps food, because otherwise you'd starve. And gas, to go visit your mommy.

This is my quarter survival plan. It should be easy enough, provided I don't leave the apt except to go to the gym. And class, once it starts. And work, if I get my job. And to visit my mommy and go grocery shopping.

It'd better go check on my frozen (?) tofu now, because I get eye strain if I'm at the computer for too long with out my glasses on. I've got revitalizing mask on instead.

: Erlack... the tofu is yellow. I don't know about frozen, yellow tofu.

Not only that, the frezer is so dirty the simple act of picking up my ziplock bag of frozen tofu got my hands all sticky and I had to wash them. I hope cooperative kitchen cleaning day comes soon. The problem with that, though, is that I, unlike any of my roommates, actually live here.

Not Otherwise Occupied::::: After watching my fish cuddle for an extensive period of time, I have given this a good deal of thought and have come up with the logic behind the conclusion: Reasons why Harry and Ginny (of the Harry Potter set) are made--quite literally, as they are literary characters--for one another:

1. Because I say.

2. It is obviously going to happen, whether you like it or not.

3. Two words: Lucky you. (Meaning there is no one else for Harry.)

4. Two more words: Furtive glance. (Meaning there is no one else for Ginny.)

For a more comprehensive list of reasons, please see the following books: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.

It occurs to me that I might be just a little on the mad side(not upset, crazy). But that's ok, because if I'm on the mad side, then Georgia Nicholson is completely bonkers. And she has a Sex God for a boyfriend.

She, however, is a literary character, whereas I, unfortunatly, am not.

: According to Tonic, I am an expert on three things: 1. Scratching (as in you scratch my back I'll scratch yours) 2. Scrapbooking and 3. Harry Potter. laissez them mange gatueaux (sp?)

: Jesus would never snog his mate's boyfriend. -Knocked out by my Nunga-Nungas.

: I have taken le perscription to le Walgreens. It occurs to me I should have bought salad dressing while I was there. Oh well. Such is life.

I'm very worried about my fish. Being pond fish, they do not realize there is food at the top of the tank. They simply remain stationary, furiously trying to eat non-exisitant pond scum. I have no idea how to train them to eat fish food. Perhaps if I get it to sink somehow... Or if I go to the botanical gardens and steal some pond scum to put in their tank. They don't even have energy to zip around anymore. (Although they still cuddle.) What if they die of starvation? What then? I'LL HAVE KILLED HARRY AND GINNY!

Zut, zut, et zut. Triple merde et sacre bloody bleu: I am now jobless. Scratch. I have always been jobless. I am now hope-for-jobless. Because I was supposed to know that "I'll call you if I need you to come in on Monday" actually meant "come in on Monday". However, it would have been fruitless, because they had a need for more "office skills people" (not me) as opposed to "outreach" people (me). As all outreach has been cancelled, because our government feels that fighting an imperiealistic war is more important than education. Whee.

I have looked on the work-study webpage. I have no hope for a job. I have no skills. I will remain unemployed forever.

So, it is back to my non-consumer society of 3. (The fishies, still alive as yet, join me in saying hello to the outside world.)

With the assistance of my fabulous roommate Jennie, I have made the descison to throw out the frozen, yellow tofu. Goodbye, tofu.

Battered and abused: I survived the first day of class, if barely. Today was the only day of French that was in English. From here on out it's muddle muddle muddle. It took me half an hour to find my next class, and I had to ask several people for directions. They probably thought I was a freshman. Fabulous. Then, I had to sit on the floor. I thought my bum was going to fall off it hurt so bad. I'll probably have to sit on the floor everyday, because the class I have right before it is not exactly next door. Happiness. On the bright side, the lecture was pretty well fascinating.

I have learned my lesson re: taking wild animals out of the natural habitat. I am taking Harry and Ginny home tonight to re-release them back into the pond. Hopefully they survive the drive in their weakened state.

Sucess!: Harry and Ginny are in the process of re-adjusting to their natural habitat (the ziplock bag is floating in the pond). Those are two tough fish. I would have been a floater ages ago.

: I've come up with a new regime at the gym: go in, put my name on the mile long list of names waiting for the elliptical machines, do some sit ups, get sick of waiting, and go for a brisk walk around campus. Tomorrow, though, I'm getting up at 6:30 to go before class (cringes)because, my guess is, that's the only time I can go and have it not be swarming with people.

I had a lovely time at home with Mommy and kitty. Jen and went to major league imrov and out to dinner, then had a heck of a time highlighting my hair. It was very painful. Painful? Yes, painful. Could have something to do with the fact that my hair is a mile long.

"You two are making the whole restaurant smell good."- Our waitress. "What does she mean?"-Me. "I don't know. She's crazy."-Jen.

: It is pointless to go to the gym, ever. I am never going again.

What is more, I hate people.

: Don't worry, I'm in a better mood now.

: Just got back from a falafel run--my first in ages and ages. Yummy, yummy yummy with fries (I kept wanting to say "chips") and garlic sauce. I pounced on Jennie the second she was back from her rush thingy and said "Don't you want falafel?" We looked online to find a place, not far from here, and her freind Alpha came too!

I am taking my second ever Into to EU class. Whee! What is more, these ES people actually exsist. There are 15ish people in my class. I am not alone in my major! (As previously suspected.)

: Mom will be happy to know that I am applying for jobs, which I need more than ever since I just bought some books and a ridiculously expensive reader, all of which I am actually going to read. Off to a good start this quarter!

: "Is it really that necessary to sleep? I mean really?"-Jennie

: UPS seemingly has a vendetta against my family. He keeps bringing me yucky yucky school books. Well, I guess I DID order them... and it's better than paying full price at the book store.

The good news is: I may get a job. It's quite likely, actually. Wheee! (Yes, Leonard, you CAN cash that check. I promise it won't bounce.)

: rachnmi (1:06:28 AM): my fiction skills are blooming

rachnmi (1:07:41 AM): Oh, fabby, i am in love with writing

: It's been so long since I've written a paper, I think I've forgotten how. Oh wait, no, I remember: wait until the last moment possible. Puntuate each sentence with email and word count checking. Be sure there is a wide range of meals, snacks, and beverages available for optimum distraction. Under no circumstances attempt to write if not conducting a simultanious IM converstation. And above all: do not proofread.

Here's to the new school year. Cheers.

PS I have already broken most of these guidelines.

245 words: I may have eye strain from looking in the mirror, trying to find grey hairs.

420 words: Is it bad that this is supposed to be based on reading, and I'm really just kind of making it up?

: I've had two job interviews today and soon am off to a third! Oh, whatever shall I do? Perhaps call my mother while I am stuck in traffic on the way back? I must remember to get a new headset... oh, wait, those cost money, don't they?

It's funny how long the days are when I have my 8 AM. It feels like a whole nother day now.

On the bright side, I'm not a girlfriend of a S.G. but I have found one of my school books to be relatively interesting enough to actually read. It's The Ebbing of European Ascendency by Sally Marks. That's an odd name, don't you think? I remarked to Jennie that you could probably tell my major just by looking at my bookshelf. Besides the aforementioned, there is: Sin and Syntax, Penguin Companion to the EU, Readings on the EU, From EC to EU, The Origins of Major War (just arrived!), The World Since 1945, The Government and Politics of the EU, The End of the European Era, and 501 French Verbs. And all that underlining was a lot of work, so appreciate it!

: I just ate an.enitre.box of Mac N Cheese. My stomach has become a bottomless pit.

: I am moving to England, where they believe in progressive government. What were the revolutionists thinking?

Just kidding, I know what they were thinking. It was actually a good idea at the time.

On the bright side, I got a 98 on my paper-let, so I guess I *do* know what I am talking about when it comes to the EU.

Vive la resistance!!: crisbcreme (11:50:29 PM): we need to boycott early class

rachnmi (11:51:08 PM): ooh, yes. we can dress in hippie gear and make signs and go to the cafe and sip coffee instead

rachnmi (11:51:32 PM): or sleep

rachnmi (12:00:35 AM): I'd go crazy if I was sane

crisbcreme (12:00:56 AM): i try to be of service there to you and others

: I am going to apply to an internship in London for summer with the State Dept. It is at the embassy. It's also very competeive because 1.it is summer 2.it is in the coolest city in the world 3.there is a scholarship, too. However, I am so cool that surely they will choose me over all the other applicants, yes?

Also, the International Insitiute, aka all the majors no one has ever heard of, is forming a Student Association (IISA. Very original). Among my sugestions were: parties, book club, movie nights, theme nights, cafe nights, and a mentor program. Gabby (our advisor): "You like parties, don't you?"

: Just got back from a nice, relaxing weekend at home of reading, relaxing, sleeping and petting the kitty, bringing lots of laundry and other stuff back with me, and... hurrah! The elevator is broken! What is more, I have class at 8 tomorrow, and my bed is not yet made. I am tired. Perhaps I will sleep on top of my quilt.

This weekend: Mom thinks the fish pond is gross, but I think it is a breeding ground for happy fishies. Still, though, I cleared out some of the pond scum. I looked for Harry and Ginny, but I didn't see any fish cuddeling. They may have been hiding in the remaining pond scum. Mom went outside and drilled holes in the ground to plant her bulbs (daffodils? tulips?) in. I said she should have just had me walk on the dirt with my heels on, but she said the holes wouldn't be big enough. Jen and I went shopping for magic pants, but we didn't find any. I did find a black skirt on sale for $6 at Express. And, yes, it IS different from all of my other black skirts from Express.

Rachel does homework... I love Politcial Science: "he just saw the car coming down the street as was like.. 'hey its the heir to the A-H empire! I've got this handy gun in my pocket... let's see how many people we can piss off!!'"

I'm not going to stress. I've got a PS paper due on Thurs, but that's not what I'm worried about. French paper next week. *Hides* I'm not even sure what the topis is, because she explained it in French, to give you an idea of how well I'm doing. Soemthing about... Our reaction to the style or something. Fabby. My reaction : "Huh? HUH??? @#$&%$%^&.... ZZZZZZZZ" Certainly not 4-5 Pages. Oh well. I only need a C.

: The Geology building tried to eat me! It wouldn't let me out! It was just like Jonah and the whale. All I wanted to do was find a short cut.

On the bright side I finally remembered to ask Trang's boyfriend to open a jar of spagetti sauce that I've been wanting forever. Now there is lasagna baking for dinner (yum) and I had crumpet pizza for lunch. (Not quite the same as english muffin pizza--or as good--but will do in a pinch.)

Right. MUST write paper.

: Kristi has come back from the dead. Or France, as some people call it. Also, Marisa is coming to see me this weekend. All this would make me a happy person if it weren't for this silly, silly French paper. This class is making me hate all things French. Hopefully that goes away when the class is done. Meh.

0 words: If only there was a button you could push that would make you want to write papers.

: Ok, I am going to unplug the DSL cable from my computer and WRITE MY PAPER. As soon as I send some emails. I've downloaded lots of nice classical music for study purposes. I mean, uh... bought lots of nice CD's! *hides from copyright police*

I bought a bar of swiss hazelnut chocolate at Trader Joes on Sunday. It's almost gone. I wonder where it went?

: It is amazing how little my paper on the origins of WWI for Hist 141 I can reuse for this assignment. History and Political Science really *are* two different subjects! Who knew?

Unplugging the DSL cable worked really well. I got quite a lot done before I scurried off to an IISA mtg. Now I'm almost done... unfortunately I may have to pull the plug again to finish.

I've decided its not the paper writing that I mind so much. (Except in French--every word is by the skin of my teeth.) It's the getting started that is difficult. Once again, though, I seem to have made most of it up when it is supposed to be based on readings. Maybe I can *trick* him into thinking I did it. He went to BYU, after all, and we know they aren't too bright! JUST KIDDING! *winks at mommy, susie, and john* I love you all!!!

Speaking of Susie, she showed me how to look up the stats on this lovely "blog", and here are some interesting tidbits: the most emphatic(exclaimation marks: 68) entry was on the day I went to see Chamber of Secrets. "Harry" is the 22nd most often used word. "Going" is the first. Followed by "really". I am REALLY GOING to go work on my paper now. Score!

: Now I'm tempted to type "Ginny" 50 times so she's up there with Harry. But I shall refrain. Ginny. Is that the right word? Ginny. restrain? Ginny. Why am I not an English major? Ginny.

I'm normal! I swear! Ginny.

Thanks, Sus, now I'll never get my paper done. *unplugs*


: It's too long! My paper is too long! When have I had this problem before? Never!

The explaination is simple. I know too much. I must purge my brain of excess knowledge. Perhaps I will do that this weekend.

Ok, so maybe the page about how the EU has improved our society today wasn't really necessary. Whatever.

Oh, nevermind. I fixed the margins (they were 1 1/2 inches... wonder how they got that way?) 6 1/2 pages. Perfect. I am a Political Science genius (yeah right).

: Just returned from office hours, so I'm feeling slightly more optimistic about my French paper. My professor liked my notebook, but somehow I don't think that guarentees and A. I had a nice conversation with a Belgish guy while waiting my turn. Oh blast, I should have asked his opinon on the EU.

The French paper has, btw, been postponed to the same day as the test, which is also the same day as another Poly Sci paper, and the day before an Econ midterm. Whee.

Number of people who have complimented my notebook so far: 5. But I'm sure many admire it from afar.

Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny.

Now I am going to read something non school for a change, though I probably really shouldn't.

: Today I: painted nails with Marisa, took a nap, laid in bed trying to think in French, went jogging*, got clean, and have been "working on my econ proj" for the last half hour or so.

*I've decided, per Marisa's advice, to start jogging vs. going to the gym (which wasn't working very well anyways, because I never went, because it was always too crowded when I did go). So, that is the story.

Marisa said something funny this morning that I said I was going to use as a quote, but now I can't remember what it was. Something about girls... liking boys, maybe. Or boys being dumb. I don't remember.

Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny.

: *checks stats*... Damn it.

Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny Ginny

The ironic thing is, "Potter" is the 50th word on my top words list, so by adding "Ginny" I'll be knocking "Potter" off. Oh, now I have to type "Ginny" two more times to counteract the additional "Potter"s. Ahh!!

Ginny Ginny Ginny.

: Yesss! Now "Harry" and "Ginny" are happily together at number 22 and 23, both 31 times each. Now whenever I type one, I must type the other, so it stays that way.

It's funny, isn't it, how the most random things can be sooo amusing when you have more necessary things to be doing? At least I'm not signed onto IM. Susie says I'm getting "whacked out" or something. You can blame school for that.

But I need the internet for my project, so I can't *unplug*. I'll never get done....

Putting curlers in my hair: Idon'twannadoitIdon'twannadoit. Too bad *it* is due tomorrow and 8 AM and noon respectively*.

*Is that even a word? Do I even care?

Unlike Sumana, I have not yet seen Bend it Like Beckham. Those of you who know me well understand how great a travesty this is.

I just realized I may have made a tragic mistake. Yesterday or so I ordered the fourth Georgia Nicholson book, Dancing in my Nuddy Pants, which means that it will be arriving in a week or so. Perhaps I should ask Jennie to hide it until Wednesday post-midterm.

It's amazing how many entires there are in my weblog when I have other things I need to be doing. Right. Supply and Demand!

: In the intrest of being academically minded, I went to a special guest lecture on European Cities by a visiting professor from France.

I'm soo sore from running yesterday, I can barely walk. Unfortunately, I still have to go again today. *Moans* It will have to be a short one. And, it's hot out.

: Computers truly confuse me. But then, many things so. French, for example.

[Comments] (2) My brother is a genius: Hey guys, guess what!! By clicking on the little blue triangle, you can now add comments!! Yes, just like at xanga! So now everyone can tell me how nuts they think I am!! Whee!!! Comment away.

Speaking on my brother, he thinks I'm nuts, too.

It's kind of funny, don't you think, that I get more email from my Econ professor than anyone else, combined? It's not that people don't love me enough to send me email or anything, she just sends out A LOT of emails.

I've been to every single class (even if I tend to get there a bit late) so far this quarter. Although, I have an inkling this might change tomorrow at 8 AM. NO, I MUST go. I have a midterm on next Wenesday. Oh I hate I hate I hate Econ.

But not as much as I hate French.

According to Alex: Nice, succinct & to the point (kind of like you actually).

*looks up succinct in the dictionary* Ok, I can deal with that... Though I'm sure many would object (my PS TA being one).

: I MUST go to Econ. I've already printed the notes--8 pages. This class is a serious waste of ink. I wouldn't be able to stay awake even if I didn't spend the whole time cutting up my graphs and glueing them in my supercool notebook (which two more people complimented me on today, making the grand total 7) and coloring them with colored pencils.

The same guy who did the lecture yesterday came to EU class today. It was interesting enough for a while, but there's only so much Regions and Cities a girl can take. I only got a 92 on my paper this time. I must be losing my touch. Still, I didn't know much about Regions and Cities to begin with, and if you had seen me writing the paper, you'd probably be amazed I even got a 92.

I only have to suffer through 2 more days of class, then I get to go home and see my kitty. I think I'd be a lot happier, in general, if instead of French and Econ I was taking two more classes as enjoyable as PS and EU. Maybe next quarter I'll be better off.

Rachel is too sore to go running today.

Tonic Tonic To--Oh, no, I'm only kidding! Doesn't mean I don't love you, Tonic ;)!

[Comments] (6) Missing my kitty: My foot encountered something furry underneath my desk and for a split second I thought it was Tonks. It was my slipper. Now I am sad.

Do you ever get out of the shower only to realize you forgot to shave one of you legs? Me, neither.

My book came today. I saw it, sitting on top of our mailbox when I came in from class. And now I see it, sitting on the shelf of Jennie's desk. Looking at me... wanting me to read it... She did not do a very good job of hiding it.

J'ai decide de ne parle qu'en francais jus-ce que j'ai fini mon papier. That would have been more sucessful if I lived somewhere like Canada. Or, you know, France.

[Comments] (2) : "I don't wanna be here. I wanna be around foreingers that I don't understand."--Aeby

Both of my sections are a complete waste of time. My PS TA and I are ideologically opposed. I can't wait to see what he gave my paper. I spent PS wondering why I woke up from my nap and Econ marveling at how badly I need a haircut (Friday). At least until the quiz, which I probably didn't do very well on, but I can't bring myself to care. As Sumana points out, beginning Econ is all based on the assumption that people behave rationally. I'd like to see how that applies to international politics. I have the same problem with all the theories in PS. When do people ever behave rationally, I'd like to know? So what is the point of making up theories when they will no doubt be proven wrong? The only one that I think is any good is institutionalism, and the is because the EU is the way to world peace. My TA, however, does not think this. Oh well, what does he know? Ok. I am now done complaining about school. For now.

IM from Jennie: can u see ur book now? :0

: I love running into people from London. It puts me into a good mood all day. Because it reminds me that there are people out there like me. "Once you go, you have to go back said Josh. The is the truth. See Aeby's quote of yesterday.

Today in PS the prof was asking if a book had come in to the bookstore yet. It hasn't, and probably won't for a while. I suggested, loudly (as it is a class of several hundred people), that people buy the book online. Everyone looked at me like I was nuts. Ok, this I am used to, but how did them come to that conclusion based on me buying books online? Is it really that unusual? Oh well. Who has the book, whenever one else doesn't, and not only that paid less than everyone else is going to? Oh, that would be me.

I have to run back on campus to turn in the thing I forgot I volunteered to turn in, then after I pack up I get to go home! Yay!

[Comments] (1) : Tonks seems to have "braiding hair time" confused with "playing time".

I saw Mrs Polite, Ms Richards, and Mme Bousquet today (She says hi to Susie). It was a bit odd to be back at BHS. Then Chris and I went to see Jen at Too Fat and went back to his place and played with Callie for a while. Now I must work on my French paper. And my application thingy. Grrr I don't want to.

: Je deteste tout les choses francais.

Eating a pomegranite (yum--thanks, Mom!): Application thingy almost done. Yay!

I've decided to cheat and let myself eat a bag of cheetos if I am a good girl and get everything done that needs to be done tomorrow. I have major self-discipline problems. Perhaps I should join the army or something. Or not. I don't know. I don't have issues NOT doing something, such as eating cheetos, or doing something simple, like excerising or going to class, once I make my mind up about it. It's just the writing papers thing that I have difficulty with. French in particular. Maybe I could get some sort of marketing research job where I am paid to come up with ways to procrastinate. THAT would be awesome.

I am now going to try to arrange my classes for next quarter so I don't have any in which I feel the need to a. put off papers til the last minute (like that'll happen), b. tell off my professor (and/or TA), and c. rail against all things French everytime I think of the class.

[Comments] (1) Haleluja!!!: I found an extra hour hiding in my closet, and have dragged it out to share with everyone!!

: Except I got really confused as to what time it was this morning. I didn't know if it was 9, 10, or 11.

And my 0 button has gone funky. Typing "zero" is now much more of a pain than it used to be. I hope it doesn't die completely.

Working hard to earn those cheetos.

: Wait a sec... I must have misread my Poly Sci paper the first time I looked at it. I thought I got a B, but it turns out I got an A! A rather high A at that. I am smarter than I thought! (I just have bad eyesight.>

On the other hand, I am very confused. I used to be sure that I wanted an MA in History, but now International Affairs sounds mighty interesting. Oh well, I am going to a Grad School Fair on Tues (instead of studying for Econ> so that should help me along my path to self-discovery.

I know what you are thinking. "What does this have to do with French?" you are thinking of posting in the comments section. You're right. *Back to work.*

[Comments] (1) : rachnmi (7:38:58 PM): whats another word for connectivity?

swishina (7:40:00 PM): john & susie?

On the way over to the library I saw large tents bedecked in blue and gold being deconstructed and thought to myself "There must have been some big event this weekend.

Oh, yeah. Homecoming." Go Bruins!!!

: Just got back from running errands. Made copies, ate a pretzel, bought a French Dictionary (because my old one has myteriously disappeared. I don't remember throwing it out the window, but perhaps that's what happened) as well as a present for my self, which I don't need strictly speaking, but was too Londonly cute to say no to, asked for a job (and was denied, yet again), bought frozen strawberries from Whole Foods, and Fed Exed my internship application to the State Dept.

R/T airfare to London at STA is only $266. That's not even half a months rent.

Why does the weather have to be so nice during midterms week?

[Comments] (1) : After getting my pretzel I was passed by a tour of high school students, most of whom were taller than me, making me wax nostolgic for the days (back in 5th grade)when I was the tallest. It's odd, isn't it, that I had my growth sprut so early? This is what I think: my mom has been lying to me about my age, and I am really 1 or 2 years older than I think I am. This would explain why I feel so wierd answering whenever someone asks me how old I am. 20 sounds so young. I feel a lot older than 20. I feel like, maybe 22. This would also explain why I get along so well with older people (i.e. Laura and Kristi). And the white hairs.

On the other hand, I don't know where this puts Susie. Perhaps she is older than she thinks, too. Or perhaps she is adopted. Or perhaps I am adopted.

: If only I were writing about Defense Against the Dark Arts-ism instead of dadaism que ne signifie rien, my job would be much easier.

Shout out to Jennie and her buddy Tim, who rock cuz they brought me IN-N-OUT!

[Comments] (8) When Midterms Win: Marisa send pictures of her backyard--singed trees and a melted shed.

It's been unusually warm, and I can't help wonder about the cause and effect-ness of the weather and fire. Is it warm because of the magnitude of fires? I doubt. Or are there fires because of the warmth? I also doubt. Perhaps they are unrelated goods. What is the elasticity of the fire? If I buy more of Good X fire will I buy more or less or the same of Good Y warmness? Perhaps the warmness and fires are dynamic differentials; the warmness was declining in power, and saw that the fire was rising, and decided to attack while it still had a chance of winning. Thus, WWIII. But, no, that doesn't work, because we are merely deterring the lessons learned from WWI, and the situation is entirely different now. The warmness is Dadaiste, while the fire is more of a surrealiste. And how will this effect EU expansion? The EMU and the Euro? The CAP?

Oh, help.

Even more reason to be slightly apprehensive: the other night I had a dream I ran into Michelle Barr while traveling in Europe. She was with Georgianna Bowersox and Gabe Smith; I was with Dan Hunt. It's a very odd combination. Perhaps a subconscious longing for my high school roots, brought on by my recent visit to BHS. Freud would know. Maybe I should try automatic writing. Or not, since I seriously doubt I could do anything automatically these days besides sleep, eat, and check my email.

: Leonard is going to Arkansas to work on a political campiagn. Like, for a year. Just when I thought activism was dead. And to think, I was planning on abandoning the country altogether and moving to England. Though, to be fair, I'd thought about some sort of campaign to get people to send it their absentee ballots. Every vote counts. We should have learned that in 2000. And, honestly, this place will go to the dogs if we don't do something soon. Look at who our governor is.

Leonard also answered my email. My zero key is still funky, though.

On the other news front, I am still safe from fire, and Marisa mentions that it has stopped raining ash, and that her bunny is excited to see me this weekend.

Additionally, it is confirmed that the Prisoner of Azkanban trailer will be shown at the Looney Tunes movie, which opens Nov 14. This isn't a scheduled home weekend, so I may have to do some rearranging. Date, Mom? (Yes, I'm going to see a movie just to see the trailer. You think that's wierd? Then you probably don't know me.)

: Networks are very interesting. I mean, that whole friend of a friend of a friend thing. You might think that the people you know don't know people you know, but you'd probably be wrong. For those of you who don't what Friendster is, it's an online community where you have a list of all your friends who are members, and you can see who their friends are, etc, etc. Today I got a message from K via her co-workers' account, who I am connected with through 6 differnet people and 4 degrees of seperation. *sings* It's a small world after all...

: rachnmi (9:40:47 PM): my computer just randomly crashed

Iwtoam (9:41:00 PM): Strange...

rachnmi (9:42:07 PM): so i guess it's lucky I hadn't done much on my paper...

Iwtoam (9:42:43 PM): See, it's God looking out for you

Done! Hurrah! : The cutest thing ever

I have done with midterms! Let the weekend ensue!

"Achoo!" "À te souhaits!" *I think I am allergic to French* On the bad news front, it turns out I am indeed the loser. Said book has come in, in quantity of 17, and we are no longer responsible for reading it. Oh well. I'm sure The World Since 1945 will come in handy for me someday...

[Comments] (2) Blue skies, LaLaLa: The rain is like a breath of fresh air in this war-torn country. (The country isn't really war-torn, but the southern part of the state is fire-torn.)The bad news is, the chances for Rob's house are not looking good. I feel so bad for everyone who's lost their homes. I can't imagine what it would be like. Just awful, I'm sure.

The good news is, I got to see Laura and Marisa. I had a really fun halloween and I was a super-cool fairy. The highlight of the evening was an adorable owl, and there was also a witch. I got really excited and asked if she was from Harry Potter, but she didn't know what I said and had to consulte her parents before saying "Si". Just goes to show the universality of Harry Potter. (Ginny Ginny)

"I think I'm just not special" - me.

"You are special, Rachel. In soo many ways."- Laura

: I had a dream that I was apologising to Jennie for my stuff being all over, and she said "It's ok, just don't fall out of the bed, because then you'd take up the whole floor."

Why has the weekend o' fun gone by so quickly? On the brighter side, Phil and I had fun wandering Santa Monica last night, I took the bus for the first time, and I got an aplication for Express.

"You are so obsessed with movies." - me

"Because you don't know the meaning of obsession at all!" - Phil

A V. Bad Thing: Three words: leftover Halloween Candy. Let the Holiday Dieting Games begin!!!

[Comments] (2) Bad times ahead...: Except, not really ahead, because they are now. Cheering is needed.

: "The growth of political cooperation also reflected a growing growth of political voice."

Oh, help

[Comments] (1) : Bad times have gone awayish. I am happier now. I love you all!

This site was the ninth result for a yahoo search on "la vie en rose". How about that?

[Comments] (2) : One more month until I can eat cheetos again. *Wistful sigh*. I am going job hunting tomorrow. After I discuss my research paper with my professor. "LA is the typical example of how they don't want cities to develop" she said today, meaning Eastern Europe, meaning inequality. I am soo taking off this 8th Grade Blue nail polish from Halloween.

Yesterday I came to a realization. My Econ professor is exactly how I pictured Umbridge. Minus the bow and pink cardigan. And evilness. Though not the self importance.

Let's just HOPE that none of my professors/TAs run across my weblog. Or atleast certain ones of them. I always have to remember to not include my signature when I send them emails.

[Comments] (3) : Would someone like to EXPLAIN to me WHY it is NECESSARY to SCREW UP my GE requiremnets NOW??? Is it TOO MUCH TO ASK to have ONE SET of requirement for the whole time? Instead of having me THINK I need ONE THING when TWO QUARTERS BEFORE GRADUATION it MAGICALLY CHANGES to SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT??????

WHY?? WHY? WHY? I ask you, WHY? and HOW?

Can't get enough: rachnmi (11:01:37 PM): I need to go back

luvmeeshee (11:01:48 PM): me too, I am almost out of Ribena

rachnmi (11:02:26 PM): My roommate came back from sussex, and she brought me Nivea deodarant AND a Sophie Kinsella book

luvmeeshee (11:02:38 PM): OHHH

: I went to Whole Foods and bought a salad, even though I shouldn't have, as I'll probably have to be paying an extra portion of rent because PEOPLE SUCK! But there was no food in the apt that I wasn't sick to death of eating and it was yummy, a salade nicoise. I don't think I've had one since... Nice! Then Jennie&co brought me a taco, and I HAD to eat it because they brought it to me! *gains ten pounds--and not the good kind*

"Study! Write a paper!" - Jennie "I don't HAVE a paper!" - me "Write one anyway, for fun. Suffer with me!!" -Jennie

[Comments] (2) Tonks here I come!!: And mommy, and Gretel...

My dreams are becoming too vivid. It's a sign of sleeping disorder. I'm sure I've got one--sometimes I sleep for 12 hours, yet one the weekdays I'm lucky to get 5 because I can't fall asleep. Anyways, today in PS the prof announced we would be getting back our papers and I turned to the girl next to me and said "Did'nt we already get them back?" Or maybe I am just psychic, because I remember thinking while walking to PS that I would have to do a really good job on the Cold War paper to make up for the B I got on this one.

I have a purring kitty on my lap right now. : That's all I really wanted to say. I am a Happy Girl.

[Comments] (7) : Everyonce in a while Mom (who is working on geneology) will interrupt me (who is working on Uncle John's Christmas scrapbook)and say something like "This guy is married to himself," or "This guy is married to a girl, than married to a boy," or "This guy has a child 100 years before he is born". Or my favourite, So and So the Queen of France, related to us by 5 generations of "unknowns". Honestly!

I think I am reverting to my vegetarian stage. Lately the idea of meat has been very unappealing.

: Took Gretel for a walk wearing my pj's. (Me, not her.) Got lots of stares. So it goes.

"And that's not just my opinon, it's the truth!" -Mom

Happy Birthday to Jen!!! (though she never reads this...)

Playing hookey tomorrow and going back Tuesday. Spending my time sleeping, eating, and reading about the Cold War. Mostly the first two.


We're 3 fun-loving females seeking a fourth female roommate who is easy going, studious, and clean. The apartment move in date is negotiable.

The apartment is a 2 bedroom and 2 bathroom with 2 balconies and a fireplace. We have dsl, cable, and laundry facilities. You would be sharing a room with one other girl=)

*The room has a private bathroom *A spacious walk in closet and another large sliding door closet. *Right across the street from Parking lot 2 (Hilgard & Westholme Ave) *Gated parking space comes with room *Rent is $525.00

Oh blast...: Not only did I leave my pizza at home, I forgot to get batteries. What does that mean? I'll have to buy some. With my non-existant money. Or go insane. Fabitty fab fab.

Quote from Jennie: Why do midterms happen to good people? Why?

: There are TONS of books on British Foriegn Policy and European Integration in Young Reseach Library. I am in Nerd Heaven.

[Comments] (1) : POA trailer is out!! Happiness abounds!

Related quote: "I can't believe we still have to wait 7 months!" - Me "Hey, remember when it was a year? We're making progress!" - Jen

[Comments] (1) : Me: *goes to get French paper* "Bonjour".

Ma Prof: "Where is you paper?"

Me: *had heart attack*

Luckily, she belives I turned it in, so I just have to put another copy in her mail box tomorrow. Unfortunately, I still have the same problem as before: MY PAPER SUCKS! And now it's really going to stand out in her mind. Why oh why oh WHY do I hafta be soo bad at French? I mean, for the amount of time and effort I put into that 2 1/2 page dump I could've written a beautiful 10 pager History something.

On the bright side, my ))))0000 key has decided to fix itself.

: Dinner. Ramen. Again.

[Comments] (2) : "Many students don't know how to make healthful food choices," says Dr. Shuldman. "A diet of Ramen noodles night after night just won't cut it."


: Sometimes it seems like all I ever do is write.

Click, click, click: the sound of my keyboard typing away. See how studious I am?

[Comments] (3) : I've discovered I have a wicked streak of delicious torment.

Some people might not get my sense of humour. I'm ok with that.

[Comments] (2) : Things to survive til Christmas (and ONE MONTH of FREEDOM!):

(1) Roommate to find, Econ Final, Econ proj, Poly Sci final, Poly Sci paper (due tomorrow yeech!), French papier, French examen, Euro St research paper

(2) Econ quizzes, EU weeklies, sessions of registering for class

(3) Euro St lectures

(4) Econ lectures, French lectures

(5) Poly Sci lectures

: *stabs self with salad fork* (yes, I am eating SALAD!)

I hate writing papers. No, not really. I just hate trying to get started. And who cares about the Cold War, anyway? It's OVER!! And, no, not ONLY because of Reagan.

"Well, that means your computer is @#$%! up"--Andy, after I described my symptoms. "Fabulous. EXACTLY what I wanted to hear!"

: Me: Will I finish this paper before midnight? Magic 8 Ball: Yes. Here's to hoping.

Update: "How do people like us get into UCLA?" - me. "It's magic." - Jennie

[Comments] (8) : I've decided not to go to grad school. Okay, so I haven't so much decided as can't. Here's why: I was supposed to take the GRE's about two weeks ago. Obviously, I didn't. Ok, but I could take them in December (I think) except that I can't, because it costs $115 and I don't have $115. I don't even have enough money to pay rent. Oh, I have enough to pay my portion of rent--just--but not what I actually have to pay because @#$%%^ decided to $%^&*$%^!!! And that's not even getting into the, what, $50? for each application... Or what I'm going to be eating for the next who-knows-how-long until I can actually find a job. Ramen, I guess.

I'm going to go cry in a corner now. Except that I can't even do that, because I have to work on an assignment due in two hours.

[Comments] (1) Better (ish): I registered to take the GREs next Sunday--apparantly I was confused about when I could actually take them. Thanks for clearing that up, Michelle. I put it on my credit card.

I hope I can put the application I am working on now on my credit card, too.

: Got my transcript requests in. Just need one more person for letters of rec. My kitty is hurt, Poor Baby! And I went to a luncheon with the Dutch ambassador today. V. interesting. Transatlantic relations. *hugs* to the Dutch, our oldest friends!

[Comments] (2) : Oh, yeah, and I had first pass today. Realized I was confused about a class I REALLY should take (American Foreign Policy) and its actually at the same time as (count them) three other classes I wanted to take. Not only that, there's TWO lectures of that class, and they're BOTH at the same time! Explain that to me! If I had a time turner, yeah, maybe I could be taking all the classes I wanted to. So I randomly decided to take History of Ancient Political Thought, and if I get into Celtic mythology and Oceanography (#$%^^ GEs) then I'll be happy. Too bad about the Euro St humanities that sounds really interesting... But I'm petitioning for my other humanities credit, and do I really wanna take 5 classes?? Do I??

Found on Jennie's Xanga: Rachel (cool roommate): Jennie! Jennie! Jennie!

Me: Huh?

Rachel: I don't wanna write a paper.

Me: hah!

Rachel: *pulls blanket over head* *silence*

[Comments] (1) Since I can't figure out how to upload photos: check out my pictures.

[Comments] (1) : Mommy came to take me to lunch today. Well, see came for something else, but took me to lunch, too. Yummy food. I am getting spoiled lately.

Weekend of research papers, feeling guilty because I should start French, and Grad School apps. And missing my kitty. Tuesday!

Another death in the apt: I think I left the hotpot plugged in. Oops. Now we have to boil water the old-fashioned way. On the stove.

[Comments] (3) Hello to everyone I don't know!: My life must be appealing to read about, somehow, for people who don't even know me. In the last week I've had three emails from complete strangers.

[Comments] (3) : "I don't know if you should be reading this, but something about eating makes me not care."--Chris

"I guess I just bring out the bite in you"--Chris. "That could so easily be misconstrued."--me. "Not if you add more construe to it!"--Chris

"I LOVED it! I totally reminded me of England!"--me. "Especially that time when you ran into JKR and she said 'He's going to grow up and marry you! Isn't that what you want to hear?'"--Chris. "Yesss!"--me.

[Comments] (1) : Meh.

Word to the Wise: NEVER TRANSFER!! It is a royal pain in the rear and will HAUNT you for the REST OF YOUR LIFE!

[Comments] (3) : Traffic SUCKS! There was an accident on Sepulveda pass and it took me an HOUR to get from my apt to the Getty exit. That's what, 5 miles? And it was BRRR all the way through the mountains. Doesn't help that the sun roof on my car is stuck open so I had the draft from that blowing on me the whole way down. *sigh* I live a ghetto life.

And I'm SOO looking forward to the LONG drive up to SF tomorrow.

[Comments] (2) : Safe in SF and having a good time. Traffic wasn't so bad as I thought it would be. We'll see about tomorrow.

I wish I had brought something other to read than French. I thought that would mean I would be forced into reading French, but really it means I'm not reading anything. I shall try again, but OH, these books are impossible to read.

Mary Kay Open House Tomorrow! : Please come and do your Christmas shopping!

[Comments] (1) Back and safe in LA: Yes, already. I left at 6:30 to avoid the traffic. Now a bit jittery from tiredness, I guess, and nerves--GREs in a couple of hours, then it's study hell from now until Fri Dec 12.

: Hide me from the real world...

: I know! I still have a no-EU weekly left. I think I will use it now. I'll probably regret it next week when I am even more hectic and stressed than I am now (wait... is that even possible?) but oh well, here's to instant gratification! And simecon... ugh.

[Comments] (4) After years of seeking: I have found EMPLOYMENT! Yippe! And not just a boring, dumb job, oh no. I am researching British women active on the front in WWI. I start as soon as I turn in the French paper.

My schedule is all good, too. I just need to fix that little GE problem. After all, everything can't be perfect! And once I finish up this little Cal app I'll have the rest of the week free to work on more apps, and fail French.

[Comments] (1) : crisbcreme (11:16:29 PM): but if you die, who will force me to read the HP books?

: The days are long, the nights are short. I'm still trying to convince myself the Cal app wasn't a waste of $60. And that I am going to pass French. Better go study. Examen demain.

[Comments] (4) Telemarketers get snotty!: Of all the nerve! And they really expect me to believe a legitimate company calls at 8 PM?

Sometimes I think I could live happily forever on a diet of Whole Foods salads.

: Wow. I've been done with class for almost half an hour and just now realized it! Well, I don't really feel done because I still have two papers and two finals. I think I did ok on my French test. Passing is looking likely. We'll see how my paper went when I go to office hours in a few... *shudders*. I'me going to schedule, like, 20 hours to write this next paper. We'll see if I can get to 5 pages.

Prof Rosecrance read the same excerpt from Ulysses that Mom read at Aunt Jeuney's funeral:It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;/ It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,/ And see the great Achilles, whom we knew./ Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'/ We are not now that strength which in old days/ Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,--/ One equal temper of heroic hearts,/ Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will/ To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. I like him. That's why I'm taking another class with him next quarter. Am Foreign Policy. Should be lots of fun.

: I don't know what this is doing here, but I thought I'd add some text so it doesn't just sit here making my weblog look ugly. HONESTLY, computers confuse me sometimes. OK, a lot of the time.

[Comments] (3) : I give up. I must go buy chocolate chip cookies. I need lasgange for tonight, anyway. And more sleepytime extra. I'll think about French the whole time though, I swear.

I don't think people realize how special the comments make me feel, for if they did they would surely leave more. Hint, hint.

Currently: NOT working on French (obviously--but I will be momentarily) and listening to "Butterflies" by Norah Jones. It's annoying until you realize the voices in the background are from Casablanca, at which point it becomes the COOLEST song in the world. IM me and I'll send it to you.

Thanks to all who bought into my shameless plug from comments. I appreciate it, really.

I know how you feel about me, but I'm asking you to put that aside for something more important.

[Comments] (2) : Do you believe in Fate?

[Comments] (1) : rachnmi (9:51:03 PM): oh, man rachnmi (9:51:13 PM): I should not have discovered this internet thing

Let's see if this works:

Apparantly not...: Norah Jones is my new music obession. It's all very jazzy and mellow. Perfect for studying.

The good thing about my niffty chart thing is it makes guiltiness even more effective. Instead of thinking vaguely *I should be studying* I can look at my chart and think *I REALLY SHOULD be reading for my EU reserch paper*.

Which is what I am doing right now. This book, Reluctant Europeans has a coin on the cover with: a two sided face, I'm inferring from the hideousness is supposed to be Margaret Thatcher, "Neither one thing nor the other" around the circumfrence, and "*Wait and see*I'm not ruling it in & I'm not ruling it out*In, out shake it all about*" beneath. Very humourous, very apt, if you ask me.

This time tomorrow I'm going to be (for better or for worse) and hour into my econ final. I'm also going to start working. And hopefully by office hours on Tuesday, I'll have some semblense of a rough draft of my French paper.

<--- Time stamp is whackoo: I'm going to DIE!!!!!!!!!

Finals have never been this stressful. EVER.

Gets out carton of Ben and Jerry's to drown sorrows in.

[Comments] (4) : I'm getting *sniffle* my flu shot *cough* on Wed *yawn*. The question *sneeze* is: will it be *sniffle* too late?

Bed, then up at *empties kleenex box* 7 to continue studying.

[Comments] (7) : Oh, SURE. I'm *DYING* and NO ONE cares enough to leave comments to make me feel better.

Lets see, what's on my to do list:
Fail Econ (check)
Go insane (check)
Write suberbly crappy French paper (IP)
Fail Poli Sci
Find someone willing take over my lease (riiight)
Educate the masses on the important of the role of the US in Britain's descison to abstain from early European integration (oh, yeah)

[Comments] (1) :

crisbcreme (10:30:33 PM): you'll survive
crisbcreme (10:30:56 PM): cause if you don't, then you won't know what'll happen to Harry Potter
rachnmi (10:31:17 PM): oh, gosh, you're right
crisbcreme (10:31:20 PM): see
rachnmi (10:31:22 PM): I WILL survive
crisbcreme (10:31:29 PM): next movie, next book,
crisbcreme (10:31:32 PM): harry and you
ginny ginny

For the record, I *do* like school. I just don't like finals!

[Comments] (2) : Well, it's over and done with. I can now forget everything I know about 20th Century World Politics (NOT).

[Comments] (2) Courtesy of Chris:

Twas the night before finals 
and all through the college 
the students were praying 
for last minute knowledge 
Most were quite sleepy 
but none touched their beds 
while visions of essays 
danced in their heads 
Out in the taverns 
a few were still drinking 
and hoping that liquor 
would loosen their thinking 
In my own apartment 
I had been pacing 
And dreading exams 
I soon would be facing 
My roomate was speechless 
His nose in his books 
and my comments to him 
Drew unfriendly looks 
I drained all the coffee 
And brewed a new pot 
No longer caring 
That my nerves were shot 
I stared at my notes 
but my thoughts were muddy 
my mind went ablur 
and I just couldn't study 
"some pizza might help" 
i said with a shiver 
but each place i called 
refused to deliver 
I'd nearly concluded 
that life was too cruel 
When futures depend 
on grades had in school 
when all of a sudden 
our door opened wide 
and Patron Saint "Put it off" 
ambled inside 
His spirit was careless 
his manner was mellow 
when all of a sudden 
he started to bellow: 
"What kind of student 
would make such a fuss 
to toss back at teachers 
what they tossed at us?" 
"On cliff notes! On crib notes! 
On last year's exams! 
On Wingit and Slingit 
and last minute crams!" 
His message delivered, 
he vanished from sight 
But we hear him laughing 
outside in the night 
Your teachers have pegged you 
So just do your best 
Happy Finals to all! 
And to all a good test!

: I want to go back to bed and hide there for forever. It's Thursday morning, btw, time stamp is whackoo....

[Comments] (1) : I found a Tonks hair on my sweatshirt. I MISS MY BABY!!!

(Is really Thurs 3:30 PM): I just broke up with French, WAHOOOO!!!! Of course, is really more of a "break" than "break-up", but why mince words? I am happily single again!

Now must go integrate Europe.

Oh, the irony: The book on UK during early integration that I ordered through an inter-library loan came from UC Riverside.

[Comments] (1) Fri 11:52 AM: *pants* *blinks weary eyes* *nearly collapses from exhastion* *opens yet another diet coke*

I'm... almost... done...

[Comments] (5) : Let me tell you a story, the story of a girl during the worst finals week of the worst quarter of her life. On the last day of that week, she put on jeans and makeup for the first time in who knows how long, and spent the rest of the day perfecting her European Studies paper and dreaming of the moment when she would be free of all academic obligations for the entire Winter break. At three o'clock, she went on campus for her final class session. But when she got to the classroom, she opened the door to find it dark and empty. A little alarmed, she checked her timetable--yes, 2174 Bunche. Now, even more alarmed, she sat down on the steps and checked her sylabus to discover the class was scheduled, not for three, as she had for some reason believed, but 11:30.

What is the fate of this girl, the stupidest idiot on the planet? We all wait, with baited breath...

: I'm going to do my best to forget about (entry from yesterday) and have a happy holiday. I have a new quarter with fun classes and a new place to live to look forward to! Not to mention 3 weeks to do pretty much whatever I want. Yay! Home, here I come!

: Yay I found my watch! AND a purse I forgot I had. I *love* moving!

: After Eights! Mom has After Eights in a Christmas candy basket! Hope she doesn't mind if I eat one...

[Comments] (1) : "Now all they have to do is capture that George Bush guy and they'll be peace on earth!"--Mom

: Some of you (ok, Alyson) have been asking about the final fiasco, of which we still do not know the outcome. I send my professor another email, and am trying not to worry about it. On the agenda for today: Mailing the UCLA application, mailing some other things, perhaps getting a tree with mom, etc etc... Yay.

FYI: My yahoophoto albums have been updated a bit... um... let me go find the link... ok, here it is: http://photos.yahoo.com/rachnmi. You can cut and paste, I am to lazy to do the linky thing.

[Comments] (4) : http://photos.yahoo.com/rachnmi">lots of new pictures! I just got back from getting my hair cut and jamba juice for mommy, who is sickie, so that means no Love, Actually. I'm going to go clean my room now; it has a lot of stuff in it.

: I guess it's ok for me to sleep for a ridiculously long time every night, because I am still recovering from The Worst Quarter of My Life (TM). Xochitl has decided to either tolerate me or pretend to for the sake of another warm bed to sleep in. It's about time, too. I've only known her for what, a year?

[Comments] (2) : Floating around online, and everytime I *almost* feel guilty I remember I am on vaca, and have nothing I *have* to do, and am *supposed* to be doing lots of non-thinking to rest up for next quarter (ugh). Yay! I think I will go sit in my room, listening to christmas music, and cut things out of magazines.

[Comments] (2) : Covering a spiral notebook is a lot harder than covering a composition book. I think I'll have the hang of it next time I attempt it.

Found susie's black music notebook, which is good because it has all the good songs in it. Yay for Christmas traditions of singing and making cookies and dropping them and gretel eating them... so it goes.

Since some people (Alyson) expressed interest, my scedule for next quarter is as of yet undecided. Two defs are celtic mythology and american foreign diplomacy, oceanography is a possibility, and then something else which has yet to be determined. Also, I got an email from my ES professor, which said nothing, but very nicely, so I am taking that as a good sign.

[Comments] (6) 10 things NOT to do in Church:

1. Talk loudly about how much you loved "Love, Actually."

2. Give a standing ovation after a spiritual number, stomping your feet and yelling "Bravo! Encore!"

3. During testimonies, ask loudly, "Who is this Joseph Smith guy everyone keeps talking about?"

4. Gobble up the entire tray of sacremental bread, then yell "what?" at everyone who turns to stare.

5. Wear an "I am the face of pro-choice America" T-shirt to homemaking meeting.

6. When people start asking "So... when are you getting married?" say, "As soon as same sex marriages are made legal."

7. Bring a Starbucks gift card to the Christmas exchange.

8. Read a Nora Roberts book during Sunday School, then show the steamiest passage to everyone who asks what you are reading.

9. Announce you are bringing a non-member friend to the ward pot luck, then show up with your dog.

10. Go around asking the mother of every missionary when their son is coming home, and when they answer, say, "When should we start planning the wedding?"

[Comments] (1) : Mom and I did Christmas things today, and got a tree. Then we went to Megan Lewis' wedding reception, which was just... wow. Mom used a picture in which my eyes are closed for the christmas letter. She says you can't tell, but you can.

: Just this time last year I was absorbing my last few moments on English soil (and hurriedly re-packing my bags so the weight was more evenly distributed...). I don't remember anything about the people I sat next to on the plane, but if they were nice, they would have given me a tissue.

: Finally got up the nerve to check my grades, and URSA is not up right now. Maybe it's a sign...

: Yesterday mom and I went to dinner at the Davis', and they have this niffty video game thing where you sing kareoke and it gives you points based on how well you hit the notes. They also lent us OOTP book n CD for our cross-continental voyage, so that is exciting. I think I might stay in my PJs all day today, we'll see.

: Had the ace gang over dinner last night. Everyone really liked their (oops, almost said what it was, and some people haven't recieved theirs yet!) presents, which was a relief to me. Amanda recieved Bend it like Beckham, so maybe I'll finally be able to see it.

Now I'm going to hop into the shower to be clean for when my sissy arrives!

[Comments] (1) Happy Christmas Eve, All! : Susie and John are here, so there is much piano-playing and eating going on. I expect this will up an notch whenever Leonard and Sumana arrive. Here's a thought; I am the only one of my siblings without a significant other. But I DO get to puppy-sit little Zoey, and I am off to get her now! Oh, except Leonard and Sumana just got here... Bye!

: Susie made me a Gryffindor Scarf!!! (I got lots of other super cool prezzies, too!). The only problem is, I can't wear it to school, because fanatic Bruins will think I'm an USCer and shoot me or throw cups of scalding coffee from the Nescafe machines.

: This one goes out to Jason from Calgary Alberta Canada, who was curious to email me about how the final fiasco turned out. I got an A- in ES, all is well, and also recieved a B- in French, nothing short of a miracle.

[Comments] (3) : Now in San Antonio (is that SPELLED right?) in Aunt Anne's house. I can hear Mom negociating the addition of a new one to our household in the next room, where hordes or relatives are. A definite UP since the first day of the trip, when I drove ten hours straight then got food poisioning from Taco Bell and was throwing up all night. Happy New Year everyone. *Looks back...* Has it really been a YEAR? What have I been DOING this whole time???



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