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The Journal of Madeline Pestolesi Potential
05/04/2005 04:52 p.m.
My life could potentially change on Friday. Ok, that's a dumb thing to say since it could potentially change every day, but I have big plans for Friday. I'm meeting with the editors of the Anchorage Press, the best newspaper in Alaska, to see if they wil hire me. I'm so excited, and nervous. I just need to get all my skills in order, like numb chuck skills, cake-building skills, things like that. I'm going to look nice and impress the hell out of them. Assuming that I can, I'm sort of in awe.
But they are buying me lunch, I like that.
I am currently optimistic
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weeee
04/26/2005 03:48 a.m.
Today was my last day of classes. I have a final in Shakespeare tomorrow, a final in History of Criticism on Wednesday, and a final in Poetry on Friday. I cannot wait to be finished. My stupid car is a stupid piece of shit though, I'm going to sell it. Yes, it's a Mercedes-Benz. Does anyone realize that every freaking part you put on a mercedes costs more than a first-born child? It's ridiculous. It needs both headlights replaced, and that's $350 EACH. it's insane. I want to just shove it off a cliff.
Ohhh, but I FINALLY got 400 comments today. It's been on 398 for about a month. Wohoo.
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finished!
04/15/2005 10:41 p.m.
Today I finished my 6th, and final, essay of the semester. It kicks ass. It's a comparison of Emily Dickinson's "I felt a Funeral, in my Brain," Henry Vaughan's "The World," and Richard Eberhart's "The Groundhog." I actually really liked all three poems, especially "The Groundhog," but it was hard for me to write about them. I still have a really hard time determining the meter of a poem. I mean, if it's not Iambic pentameter, then it's not up to me to figure it out. I'm just kidding, I know there are lots of other types of meter. It makes me wonder if all my free-verse poetry is just a big cop out because I don't use any meter. Oh, I'm also finished with my Internship. I went and talked my professor today and turned everything in and it's done. And I rode my bike for an hour. Ok, so it wasn't really my choice, my car is in the shop, so I had to ride my bike to UAA to talk to my professor. I love riding though, I missed it so much all winter. I am very out of shap though, may legs were so tired coming back I thought I was going to have to walk my bike up hills. How pathetic. I bought some black tights so people would stop making fun of me. Ok, so the shiney blue ones were pretty outrageous. Shane told me I should save them in case I ever need to make a superhero costume. Ha ha.
I am currently sweeeeeeeeet
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So close to the end
04/11/2005 11:58 p.m.
This semester, I have been forced to write 6 grueling, boring, time-wasting papers. So far, I have 5 done. Once I write my poetry paper, it's all over. I finished up my internship hours on Saturday. They gave me a card with a check for $350 in it. Even though that only adds up to about $2.50 per hour, they really didn't have to give me anything so it was really generous. So now I can pay rent next month, wohoo. I really need to find a job though. It'll be nice to get paid again. Ahh, luxeries.
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ok
04/08/2005 12:38 a.m.
I'm not pissed anymore. I wrote some poetry that calmed my rage. It's amazing how much better writing makes me feel. Right after the election, and I felt like there was nothing that was going to make me feel better, I wrote several poems that really calmed me down. It really sucks the rage right out of me. If only I could write and drive in traffic at the same time.
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grrrr
04/07/2005 11:02 p.m.
I'm pissed. I don't really know why, I can't put my finger on it, but I'm pissed. People have been making joke with me, and it's sending me over the edge because I'm really not in the mood. And then when I look at someone and say "I am extremely angry at the moment and I really don't have a sense of humor right now. COuld you shut up and leave me alone?" they get all upset.
I guess the issue is that I am pissed and I have no way of contstructively dealing with it so I just get more pissed at the things people do to make me feel better.
Of maybe it's because I'm pissed at a particular person and I just can't say the words.
I am currently Pissed Off
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muse is hibernating
04/04/2005 04:53 a.m.
I haven't written a poem in a really long time. I just don't have anything to write about, not that it's stopped me before, considering I write about such compelling subjects as my computer, C-3PO, and chicken. 4 more weeks this semester, thank god. I am so tired of this semester and reading a shakespeare play every week. Cymbeline with excellent though, I really enjoyed the way all the insane plots tied up at the end. Oh, those crazy romances!
I love that shit.
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Thanks US Government!
04/02/2005 11:35 p.m.
Thank you for giving me $230 of my money back. Thanks for only sucking me into poverty but giving me a little of my hard-earned cash back. You guys sure are generous.
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nothing new
03/30/2005 12:21 a.m.
I went and saw A Midsummer Night's Dream on Saturday with Adri and Alex, FINALLY. I had been trying to see it since last Sunday, but the actor who played Nick Bottom had pneumonia (is that how you spell it?). It was really frustrating that they cancelled it so mnay times because I had to write a paper on it for Shakespeare. It was pretty good. Not fantastic. I had some issues with the way things were done and I did not like the woman who played Hippolyta and Titania. But I went, I wrote my paper, it's over. Shane is bringing me a delicious bass. Ok, so he's really bringing me a delicious sandwich, but I really wanted to throw in a Napolean Dynomite quote. All the kids I work with quote it all the time, but it's not just a kid thing because all the people that are my age and older do it too. That movie is classic. I just watched Donnie Darko this weekend. I know it came out years ago and changed everyone's life, but to be honest, I had never heard of it or even knew what it was about. I LOVED it though. Very interesting ideas in that movie. I can't honestly say that it changed my life though. Oh, gotta go, my sandwich is here. I am listening to Paul van dyk
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Warm and fuzzy
03/23/2005 09:35 p.m.
There is nothing like climbing into a big soft bed with the boy of your dreams that you haven't seen in two months and cuddling like a pair of disgusting idiots and smiling at each other with big googly eyes and kissing and eating pizza and pancakes and never wanting to be apart ever again.
It's something I keep secret because I realized that we truly are one of THOSE couples, but no one has to know. I forgot how wonderful it is to bury my face in his neck and smell his skin and hold his hand and touch his hair.
Among other things. But it's pretty wonderful. It's almost our 7 month anniversary. 7 months is the longest relationship I've had in years. But I guess I've loved him for years. I've known him since I was 14.
14, can you believe it? Almost half my life and I'm only 23. I guess it won't technically be half my life until I'm 28.
On a different note, I can't fucking believe they are going to open ANWR. And I do NOT want to hear about it from ANYONE that does NOT live in Alaska. If you don't live here, you don't know, so don't pretend that you do or I'll start swinging. Idiots. They don't even KNOW if there's oil there. Damn Republicans. I can't believe who is running the country. I wish all the Democrats would move to Canada, then the economy would collapse and we could all sit at the border and giggle like children at the Pathetic USA.
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