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The Journal of Madeline Pestolesi Finally
03/02/2005 10:18 p.m.
I finalyl have a professor with his priorities straight. I got to my history class and my professor came in, gave us our assignment and then said "You know, it occurs to me that it's a beautiful day out. The sun is shining and you should all go out into the sunshine." Then he said he'd give us all full credit for the assignment and let us go. It was awesome. The only problem is, now I have nothing to do until my next class and I have the overwhelming urge to skip it. But I skipped it on Monday. But I do need to finish editing my Shakespeare paper. What to do, what to do...
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He he he
03/02/2005 12:51 a.m.
On Friday night, I was hanging out with one of my friends who works on campus, and I was helping her close up the building. Anyway, there was a flyer for Lisa Murkowski, the Senator from Alaska who was first appointed by HER FATHER when he was elected Governor of Alaska (yeah, I can't believe our system of government). Then she was RE-ELECTED in the last stupid ridiculous election by stupid ALaskans. Anyway, there was a flyer up saying she was coming to campus so I drew a speech-buble coming out of her mouth on it that said "I'm a douche-bag." he he he. I know it's totally immature, but it gave me quite the giggle
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Tired
03/01/2005 09:29 p.m.
Ya know, it seems like it's always the same people up on the main pathetic page with their poems being recognized. This is not a cry for people to flock to my page and give me tons of attention, but there are so many fabulous poets on this site that are NEVER recognized for anything they do. Why is that? Why do the same authors just keep being recyled over and over again? I want to see something new. I want to hear from someone THAT HAS NEVER BEEN SPOTLIGHTED. I want to read the work of the most obscure person on this site. Now I've motivated to go to the least-read link and read it all. Ha!
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A sign?
02/28/2005 08:26 p.m.
A few months ago Shane lost his earring back somewhere. I found it the other day under the coffee table in the living room. It was totally random. It's either a sign, or it just goes to show that nobody ever vacuums. I stupidly wore sadals and a skirt and light coat today, assuming it was going to get all nice and sunny. Of course, now it's cloudy and cold and I'm a freezing jackass walking around pretending not to be cold. Oh well. Spring is a state of mind. I got an A on my History of Criticism mid-term, that was pretty cool. I didn't think I would do badly though. It was just three essays. You can say anything in an essay, as long as you back it up. Gotta love the English major.
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Mid-semester
02/26/2005 11:19 p.m.
The semester's halfway over. It's all downhill from here! Wohoo! I cannot wait for summer. It'll be my first real break from school in so long, I can't wait. I'm going hiking and camping and running around in the woods and getting dirty and riding my bike and hanging out with Brandon and Shane. The lead singer from Scissor Sisters looks just like Brandon, it's kind of creepy almost. I haven't seen him in so long, he's my hiking buddy. I guess time would go faster if I lived in the moment a little more instead of constantly in the future. It's been really nice weather lately, really springy out. I'm already wearing sandals, and people look at me like I'm nuts. But my chacos are the most comfortable shoes I've ever worn in my life, and I was tired of staring at them and not wearing them. Hopefully, I'll be able to get a new car this summer too. My Frankenstein car isn't going to last much longer. I can't deal with the vibrating steering wheel every time I stop either. So much to look forward too!
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Mooooooo
02/25/2005 10:01 p.m.
I had a shitty night. I only slept for like 6 hours (compared to me preferable 9). They say paranoia will destry ya, or at least, Jamiroquai says that. Anyway, i guess it doesn't really matter, i just wish I could have talked to him longer. It's a beautiful sunny day out, and I am trapped inside reading poems and doing homework. I cannot get into the poems my professor assigns us in poetry. the majority of them aren't a style I enjoy, or even appreciate. I know Wordsworth is famous and all, but that doesn't mean I automatically have to like it. The book we have is the top 500 poems, which does not mean the best 500 poems, it means the poems that have appeared in the most anthologies, etc. And, like any student forced to read classic/incredibly boring literature, I feel that just because something is famous/classic/widely-read or whatever, it does not guarentee that it's actually good.
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dream
02/24/2005 05:37 p.m.
I had the most vivid dream right before I woke up. i dreamt that I was in Costa Rica with Shane and Brandon and I was all stressed out getting there because they didn't know I was coming. Then I finally found them and we were on a beach playing volleyball. It was really weird, but also very real. it took me a lot time to get out of my dream haze. Then I woke up, realized it's February in Alaska and all the beaches here are covered with ice chunks.
How disappointing.
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I'm cranky pants
02/23/2005 10:58 p.m.
I have this odd, nervous, fluttery feeling in my stomach but I'm not sure why. It's probably related to the huge cup of coffee I had today. And then I forgot to pick of a study guide I'm supposed to do for next class. I have the same professor at 2:30 though, so hopefully she'll be able to give me a copy then. I haven't received a phone call in a week, unless I count the wrong number I got last thursday. I probably feel nervous because I haven't heard from Shane in a week. I saw a man wearing a cabbie hat like Shane's today. It just made me realize how much I miss him. It's eaier for me to just fill my life with homework than it is to think about him not being here. I guess homework is the easy soultion because it's all a ton of crap I have to do anyway. I still need about 2 pages on my history of Criticism paper, and a conclusion on my shakespeare paper. Maybe I'll try and finish them tonight. Yes! I'm motivated! I'm gonna do it! Then I will have time this weekend to do my other huge pile of crap, and work for FREE! At least once this semester's over, it's gonna be all electives and one more English class. I am so tired of English classes with the essays, rhetorical strategies, and beating poetry to death with a fine-tooth comb. And when I take easier classes, I'll have time to actually work enough to get money. I haven't spent any money in almost 2 months, it's insane. The only things I can buy are things that I absolutely need, like rent and groceries. I need new glasses too, I have to squint even when I'm wearing the ones I have now. That's probably why I get so many headaches. I can't believe I skipped my history class to sit in the computer lab and write poetry and journal entries. Obviously, I have my priorities straight. I keep alternating between really missing Shane and being pissed that I haven't heard from him. It's like when you're really worried about someone, and you want them to be ok, so when you see them, you hug them but then immediately want to kick them in the balls for making you worry. That's how I feel anyway. Speaking of balls, I wander how much the rest of the country has heard about the new Lorena Bobbit in Alaska. So there was this messed up love triagle of this woman who lived with her husband in Anchorage, and her neice also lived with them. I guess the husband and the neice were dating, and he wanted to break up with her, so in the midst of arguing about breaking up, they decided to have sex. For those of you that have gone through bad breakups, they, for some reason, almost always include a lot of sex. So she TIES him up, and then comes at him with a knife and chops off his junk. Then she flushes it down the tiolet. Ironically, the guy worked for the waste water facility, and someone from his work had to disconnect the tiolet and dump it into the bathub. The penis was then freed from the s-bend where it had been stuck for about an hour. Then it was reattached. Oh, those crazy Alaskans. I swear, the dark winter makes people crazy. Plus it was near the full moon, that probably had something to do with it.
I just glanced at the computer next to me and the guy is writing a journal entry on live journal. Obviously students are not making the most of the computer labs on campus.
I hope you enjoyed the penis story! I am listening to Ace of base (I know, but admit it, you like it too)
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mwah ha ha ha ha!
02/22/2005 10:18 p.m.
My supervisors have left me to my own devices! Ha ha ha! I am free to slack off without anyone bursting into the office to find me writing poems, eating cookies and listening to Modest Mouse. I'm almost done with my Shakespeare paper! All I have to do is write a conclusion and then edit it. I think I can handle it. I still have to beat Plato to death for at least 2 more pages for my History of Criticism paper. I am just not feeling it like my Shakespeare paper. I don't even know if I can write two more pages. Bleh. 7-10 pages with NO OUTSIDE sources. I can't just be expected to blather on for that long without including other author's blatherings on about the same subject. At least the semester's half done. And I will never have to take such sucky classes again! I am currently Crafty
I am listening to Talking shit about a pretty sunset-Modest Mouse
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One more month
02/21/2005 08:27 p.m.
One more month and Shane comes home! Wohoo! He's been gone for forever. For serious. I have a mid-term and a quiz on wednesday. DOn't you think it's a little much for the professor to ask us to write 3 essays in 75 minutes? I do. But that's History of Criticism for ya, it just sucks all around. Bleh, I'd better go study. I am currently Lazy
I am listening to The idiots in the game room-why is it next to the computer lab?
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