Memorial

Yesterday was the one year memorial for my Uncle Glenn. He was one of the awesomest people I've ever met. If I had to pick one word to describe him, it would be vibrant. He was just filled with an overwhelming love of life. He was so alive and so interested in everything and always positive.
Uncle Glenn, you rock.

Noooooo!

I don't want a livejournal! They're UGLY and I enjoy being difficult. Also, I refuse to conform. And thirdly....I enjoy my blog. So no. I shall be difficult and selfish. :oP
Now that it's almost the weekend again, I must write about last weekend because it was awesome. (I actually already wrote about last weekend, but I left it sitting for too long and blogger logged me out and it went away and I was annoyed.) Anyway, here's last weekend, take 2.
On Friday I went to go see Sin City at Collins Cinema and was scarred for life. It was a good movie and I enjoyed it, but it was so violent it made my eyes hurt. That ended around 9, so then I went home and played a fun puzzle game (that I totally kicked butt at) until the wee hours of the morning.
It turns out that this was not a good idea. My uncle called at 10 on Saturday because he was in the neighborhood (watching my cousin Elissa's soccer game) and wanted to pick me up soon so I could go see my grandparents (who I did not get to say goodbye to before I left because they were in Montreal). So up I got, cursing my dinning hall for not being open on the weekends and the Caz dining hall for not openeing until 10:30. But it was all good. The first thing my grandmother did was hand me half an apple when I walked in the door. It was yummy. Anywho, I spent Saturday hanging out at my aunt's house and finding out that Rug Rats had a new show called "All Grown Up." I watched it and it was CRAZY! They were all 12 or 13 and in middle school and it was insane! I felt old.
Saturday night my aunt and uncle had tickets to Elton John, so they dropped me off on the way to the concert. I got back to my room and did no work, because procrastination is my middle name, and then at 10:30 Sara and I headed out to Block Party on Tupelo lane.
What is Block Party, you say? Well, they opened up the old student center, Schneider, and the two art society houses and played loud rap music. The name is because they're all on the same street- Tupelo Lane. There was food and beer and sketchy men and sketchy men who tried to give me beer (ick!) and fundraiser stuff for Katrina as well. This Indian guy who graduated from MIT last year gave me his card and it was kind of funny. I don't mean that in a mean way. I guess you kinda had to be there.
Well, Block Party was a good time, but, of course, we left late and I realized on the way home that Sunday was Flower Sunday and I didn't have any flowers for my little sister. But it was two in the morning, so there really wasn't any place I could get flowers. So I decided to just get up early the next morning and pick some from around campus. It kind of worked; I got flowers, but I ended up missing my little sister probably by seconds. She'd already left when I went back in to look for her, so I decided to skip the service and do laundry instead. Then I did homework until I wanted to stab myself in the eye, so that was no good. Plus, I had more than I thought I did.
The highlights of this week so far have been:
~having my religion teacher cross dress for us on Monday. There's really nothing so akward as a half undressed man lecturing in front of a class while nonchalantly rouging his cheeks. It was funny, but not what I expected when I walked into class that morning.
~going out to lunch with my grandparents and my aunt on Wednesday. We went to Figs and it was yumtastic.
~anatomy lab on Thursday. We started dissecting our sharks and it was excellent. Just wonderful. Oh man. I just love anatomy.
~Going to see Romeo and Juliet with my English class, also on Thursday. That was also wonderful. The director set it in modernish times, but still kept the sword play and the set and costumes had a touch of period feel to them as well. It was a really nice melding of traditional and new. (For the party scene, they played a Gregorian chant type peice with a dance beat under it.) Also, the fight scenes were awesome. They did Florentine, and sword and dagger fighting and Tybalt did some sword and cloak fighting. It was lovely. (Afterwards the cast did a talk back with us and Romeo totally skipped out! The buttcheek.)
Since last weekend was so exciting, my plan for this weekend is to study study study, try to figure out if I can study abroad and plan my course schedule for the next two and a half years. I'm really excited, because I think I can double major in English and Biology and go abroad and not die, so I need to write it down before I forget or talk myself out of it.

I HAVE A HEDGEHOG!

Avoiding binding energy

I have had enough chemistry to last me forever.
Well, maybe that's a slight exaggeration. See, I think that I would find harder chemistry more interesting than intro chem. Not because I already understand all the easy stuff and I'm bored- in fact binding energy is currently kicking my butt. The problem is it's just not interesting and I don't caaaaaaare....and now I'm whining. But really, last Thanksgiving I was talking with my uncle who's an engineer and he just casually mentions that electrons are a cross between a wave and a particle, which is a really cool random fact in my opinion, but not something that gets discussed in intro chem. Which sucks. Because if we learned cool things like that then I'd be all about studying for chem.
But this is not a complaining post. This is an oh-man-my-weekend-was-cool post! Because oh man my weekend was cool!
It started on Friday night, after some lovely chem studying in the living room (when a random first year asked me if there was a party tonight. Did I look as if I knew whether or not there'd be a party that night? No- it was five o'clock and I was studying.) This lovely studying was followed by some dinner and then procrastinating back in my room. Life was pretty boring until around 10:30 when two RCCs burst into my room, in a desperate attempt to kidnap my roommate Sara and stop her from working. See, there was a devious plan in the works to steal (fencing team) Sarah's stuffed toucan because *K*** (RCC and epeeist extrordinaire) has a deep and passionate hatred for it. Also, she likes to torment Sarah, because that's how fencers show their love. So we ran downstairs where we met *K**** and another person (who I actually never got introduced to. Hm.) who had the toucan in hand. After locating a digital camera we took off for a tour of West campus and the student center. Some excellent pictures were produced, the best one being the one with the random high college boys. What were they doing on our campus? No one really knows. But they popped their collars (::shudder::) and the picture will traumatize Sarah for the rest of her life, so it's all good.
All in all, it was a well spent Friday evening.
On Saturday there was a sale on the lawn in front of the Chapel and just about everything was $1. It was excellent. I got flipflops and shower shoes that don't squeak and sound like a dying animal and a bombdiggity coat that makes me feel like Sherlock Holmes, plus some books. Afterwards Sara and I went to the campus center where I had what is possibly the best rissoto in the world. (I have no idea how to spell rissoto.) It is AMAZING and if you come and visit me I promise to take you there and get you some. Yes, I'm bribing you.
I meant to do some studying, but I chose instead to check out the new Backstreet Boys music video and was too traumatized for the rest of the night to do anything except play freecell and solitaire. You may think I'm exaggerating, but I'm not, and both Dana and Kelly will attest to the truth of my statement.
This morning I had an immensely long breakfast in Caz with Sara and Tara. (I am so out of the -ara loop.) By immensely long breakfast I mean we talked for an hour in the dining hall and then another hour after the dining hall closed. It was lovely. Then Sara and I returned to Beebe where I finished taking notes on the chem chapter, read an article about bones that was pretty interesting (sea urchins have teeth!) and discovered my complete incomprehension of my class notes concerning binding energy. I think the notes we got in class and the ones I took from the book are slightly different concerning how to find binding energy. Or maybe they're the same and I'm just being dumb, which is totally possible. I got tired of trying to think, though, so I gave up and wrote in here instead.

*Names censored for the participants safety.

I'm not a contralto!

You are a Contralto. That rare breed with the rich
and creamy voice. You are earthy and
together... and always working.

What Voice Type are You?
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Crazies! As much as I wish I was a contralto I'm clearly a soprano and clothed.

The Shady Dame of Seville...

...is what I'm listening to right now. And I'm enjoying it.
My first week of classes went well. Let's see. I'm taking Chemistry and working pretty hard already. (I should probably be working harder. I will be soon!) I really like the professor and I haven't vastly not understood something yet, so so far so good.
Comparative anatomy and physiology is going well. I've only had one class and lab was cancelled last Thursday, but I'm looking forward to it beginning. We're dissecting a shark and a mink, as well as other things probably. Intense excitement.
Shakespeare is uneventful. (I was late today. Long lunch.) Last night my class and some others went to see The Comedy of Errors (which we're also reading in class.) It was quite funny, although not as funny as the Shakespeare in the park one. I don't remember much about that production, just that I laughed really hard a lot.
Witches, Goddesses and Queens is interesting. I'm thinking maybe of switching my majors to Bio and Religion, and then I could do a concentration in Near and Middle Eastern religions. Maybe? That would be awesome. I'd prefer to do a concentration in early Christianity/Orthadoxy, but we have approximatly zero courses about Orthadoxy and there's only one History course about the Byzantine empire (and I took it last semester) so I don't know if that concentration can happen. Plus, both the religion courses I've taken/am taking are about Near and Middle Eastern religions. Or maybe I should start taking classes about Christianity. Or maybe I'm insane.
I feel so fickle.

Reviving my poor nearly dead blog

Hello!
I'm back at school and reviving my nearly dead blog as promised.
So how have you all been? I've been good. I left for school on Friday the second with dad and cousins in tow. We dropped my cousins off in Stoneham (where their mom was waiting for them; they live in Manchester, NH) and then continued on to Lexington without a hitch. On Saturday my dad, my aunt, two of my cousins and I went to the beach, where I took a nap and woke up sunburned. The moral of the story is, don't work inside during the summer. Around two in the afternoon we went back to my aunt's where I showered and ate mac and cheese, although not at the same time. Then my other cousin, Julia, came home and we left for the Greenday Concert!
First I messed up by taking the first exit to the 95 instead of the second, so for two minutes I was going north instead of south. Luckily I quickly realized my mistake. The rest of the trip to the concert was fine.
The concert was excellent. And as I am an extremely lazy person that's all I'm going to say about that. Except maybe that if Greenday asked me to marry them, I'd say yes. Yes, all three of them together.
The ride home was more of an adventure. It took us an hour to get out of the parking lot and going in the right direction. Not because of anything I did, this time. But because the traffic was so bad. Once we got away from all the concert traffic things went well until I stayed on the 93 instead of getting on to the 95 which resulted in me driving around Boston for over an hour. The good news is, nothing terrible happened, so maybe someday I'll actually go driving in Boston again by choice.
On Sunday I moved in, unpacked, went to dinner with fencers in Pom, helped Kerry paint her room purple, actually won a game of rummy cube and went to bed late. Today I slept in, got books, saw Bride and Prejudice and tried to find a job on campus. So far I've failed, but it's only been one afternoon, so I'm optimistic about the future. Speaking of which- tomorrow is the first day of classes, so I'm signing out.