holy crapoly it's over!!

damn i'm psyched! and its looking like the term turned out pretty ok.

hopefully an A in pqp/iqp
looking good for an A in cog psych
gov't looks a little shaky for my A, but a B i'm hoping.

So I didn't make my goal of all A's this term, but given the amount of crap i was doing, i'm pretty damn proud of what i'll get. yay!

tonight: anything non-academic.

agh. i'm such a blogging slacker :P

anywho. last night was a nice diversion to c-term. the 'its almost over celebration to keep us going' was much needed.

i'll blog more when i have more time. yeah. try like friday afternoon :)

*sighs*

when friday at 4:30pm comes there will be a huge sigh of relief. but until then... i'll be frickin' crazy

i just gotta keep saying.... only one more week to go.. one more week...

I used to believe only the lucky ones
Were blessed by the stars when they fell
Now I truly do believe the road to heaven
Is paved with the stones of hell
I can forgive the trip
But I won't forget the way there

After the film of my life
When they roll the credits on by
They've got to mention your name
Like a million times
Long before I ever knew
This was where I had to be
Etched in the stone
Of my future, indelible
Written forever and ever and ever

-vance gilbert

so my blogging has been completely random lately. so maybe i'll just continue

first is almost over. tuesday.. ahh.. it will be so nice to have my life overloaded with academics.. (uuuhh.. wait).

cambridge is gonna be tons of fun. and that's what matters most. although sometimes i'm still upset i am missing competitions, i think it will definitely be good in the end.

i dunno. i gotta go back to making comics for the operator controls. something about this 'robot' is gonna look good, even if it is just the player's station.

beautiful song:

full of grace -sarah mclachlan

The winter here's cold and bitter,
it's chilled us to the bone.
We haven't seen the sun for weeks,
too long, too far from home.
I feel just like I'm sinking,
and I claw for solid ground.
I'm pulled down by the undertow,
I never thought I could feel so low,
and, oh, darkness, I feel like letting go.

If all of the strength and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place.
I know I can love you much better than this:
Full of grace, Full of grace, my love.

It's better this way,
I said,
Haven't seen this place before.
Where everything we say and do,
hurts us all the more.
It's just that we stayed too long
in the same old sickly scheme,
and I'm pulled down by the undertow,
I never thought I could feel so low,
and, oh, darkness, I feel like letting go.

If all of the strength and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place
I know I can love you much better than this:
Full of grace, full of grace.

I know I can love you much better than this.

It's better this way.

scene: the campus center.

a short story about things not to say when talking to yourself.

jen(n) and I were sitting in the campus center stage area. jen(n) happened to be writing a card to her friend !Samuel!. Last week, we had gone to the bookstore in search of a card for him that didn't convey the message "i want you" since he is just an old friend from high school. Given the minimal card selection, jen(n) was forced to get one with a big caveman on the front and a cow chained up with the caption "the real truth behind whipped cream." We added some additional art to the front and jen(n) starting writing. At one point, jen(n) wrote "you should come visit me in boston sometime" because that is where we will be d-term (yay!). To which I said "...and hump" cause I wanted her to write that as a joke. She continued writing, and almost wrote "and hump" without thinking. We had a good laugh and started making up stories (which we do best) about how he could come visit but couldn't stay overnight (site rules!). We joke about that and jen(n) said "i'll tell him, we just have to be quiet, ok" to which I said "say 'Man, do you have a silencer for that thing'." Needless to say, we laughed for a while and contemplated convincing tech news to accept a late valentine in which we could write that. Then we thought, hmmm... 'Ruminations' is random next week, we could submit that. Haha.

To the point, as jen(n) was walking away to leave, she said something to which I said "Do you have a silencer for that thing.... and I mean your mouth!" and she mumbles under her breath "that's not what you said last night" in such a manner that the two guys walking out in front of her can hear and give her some weird looks.

it was pretty funny. the end.

"...something about getting the friction on.. i don't know."

and i'm such a good slacker too..

See what Care Bear you are.

Somewhere in a burst of glory
Sound becomes a song
I'm bound to tell a story
That's where I belong

When I see you smiling
When I hear you singing
Lavender and roses
Every ending a beginning

The way you turn
And catch me with your eye
Ay ay ay
That's where I belong

When I see you smiling
When I hear you singing
Lavender and roses
Every ending a beginning

That's the way it is
I don't know why
Ay ay ay
But that's where I belong

A spiny little island man
Plays a jingling banjo
He's walking down a dirt road
Carrying his radio
To a river where the water meets the sky
Ay ay ay
That's where I belong

--that's where i belong, paul simon

damn it i've been a lazy ass the last two days. gotta kick it back into high gear :P

*sigh* stuff sucks lately.

"They're taking it down
to the heart of the matter
Talking the big picture
like it's a little tiny thing
Smaller than a bread box
Thinner than a whisker
They split like an atom
then the telephone rings..."

-ellis paul

"woke up this morning
had the world turned upsidedown..
..i'm one in a million
cause i got that shotgun shine
born under a bad sign
with a blue moon in my eyes"

coke floats rock (the team infinity way!)
pqp groups are fun (but pqp sucks)
we're gonna have a kickass apt next year
we're gonna have fun when c-term is over
and we're gonna have the best time in cambridge/boston d-term

hells yeah. :P

jen(n) and i are going to see george clinton!!!!!! woohoo. completing the best goal yet! :)

you should come!

continuing with the song parodies....

"dooood. that's what we should name our project 'Baby You Can't Drive My Car (But Maybe You'll Park It)'"
-the i-suck-more-than-you monster.