I just wrote a huge diary about everything that's going on in my life and decided it was stupid. Here's a summary:

Emotions: Bored. SOMEONE PLEASE UPDATE THEIR ET!!!
Work: No moneez.
Swimming: Distracting. My professor has the back dimples *can'tlookaway*
Econ: Blahness
Chemistry: Disappointing
Calc II: O.O omglost
Pulp and Paper: TOALLY FRIKKEN AMAZING, MAN!

*cough*

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the
floor--
And this, and so much more?--
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
"That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all."




adriane no feel goody. -_-

I am very much a helpless little girl who ruins pretty much everything. Yeah.

Made an idiot of myself in the lab.... again. Ugh.

My stomach is grumbling, and it's only 11. I think I'll eat lunch anyway, and get out of here. *wants to hide*

It's karma, I tell you. One day there's an orgasm, the next there's this gripping, overwhelming feeling of complete chaos taking hold of my innards leaving me disoriented, confused and quite humbled. Only math, I tell you! I'm going to fail this class, and, God damn it, I'm going to love it!

So we're actually getting in the pool in swimming today. Not sure how that's going to go over, seeing as I've pretty much given up any attempt at taming the wild curlies. Meh. They shouldn't be looking anyway, those creepers. 

Uhhhm, vat else vat else I vondah....

Court ruled in favor of WB/Rowling in the Lexicon case. This had me so upset last night (along with the old news that Meyer will not be writing Midnight Sun) that I concluded that my faith in the human race was naively misplaced and I am now so completely distraught and heartbroken that I, once again, feel lost, but am not receiving any masochistic pleasure (unlike from that slippery Calculus class). The Harry Potter series has defined so much of my life that I feel utterly betrayed by the hag author who created such an amazing universe. 

Add to that that I forgot a spoon for my jello today, and the week has, indeed, been a failure.
And it's not even noon.
On Tuesday.

"Hey baby, what's your patronus?"

So I'm pretty sure I had an orgasm in Calculus today. Yeah, it was pretty squirmy sweet. Pulp and Paper was awesome because our prof is at some convention, so our lab prof subbed and he's pretty much the funniest Slovakian professor I've ever had. Chemistry is always fun.

Knock knock.
Who's there?
You know.
You know who?
YES! AVADA KEDAVRA! MUAAHAHAHA!!!
...
-ded-

Verve Pipe live was pretty amazing. I should have gone to the football game, but I'll be going to the one on the 20th and the one at CMU. Apparently there were 27,000 some at the game yesterday.

Dad leaves in 29 minutes.

Does Integration by Parts give anyone else nippons? My professor can't really explain anything to me in a non-kindergarten teacher way, but when I saw what she was going to do, I got these frightening chills all down my spine and my eyes widened. Pi moment. 

So I got stuck in the retard Calc II class, as ridiculous as that sounds. No, I certainly don't know everything, and I've already made myself look like an idiot, but I still think she goes way too slow and talks to us like we're toddlers just learning how to tie our shoelaces.

Seriously. College blows.

Today was better.
http://pics.livejournal.com/pleione90/pic/0000q2se/s320x240

So... college.
college < happiness

And make-you-think picture of the day?
Oh, yes, I do have one.

http://pics.livejournal.com/pleione90/pic/0000p0hz/s320x240

I am, quite possibly, going to quit school and become a lady of the night.

At Graduation rehearsal today-
Me- "If we have a boy, the perfect name would be David Edward Pumphrey."
Zach- nods
Me- "Unless we want to throw a Guido in there... David Edward Guido Pumphrey..."
Zach- laughs "No, we should put it in the middle of the first name... Daguidovid Pumphrey!"
Me- "No no, see, it's a silent Guido."

Then while we live, in love let's so persever
That when we live no more, we may live ever.