December 2007
57 posts
I missed work today, but I didn’t mean to. I was on the schedule, but I didn’t check the schedule, because I’ve never been on the schedule before. Usually one of the managers just calls and says, “Sooooo, want to come in today?” But apparently this week they began to schedule me like a normal employee, but I am such a tard that I didn’t bother checking the...
“I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the...”
– Langston Hughes’ “I, Too, Sing America” I read this poem in 11th grade American Lit, but I never heard what it meant until I heard Denzel Washington recite it in the movie The Great Debaters.
The Overcoat
I’m a short story fanatic—I’m amazed that writers can smoothly fit plot, character development, setting, imagery, diction, tone, symbolism and a host of other literary devices into just a few pages. Nikolai Gogol’s short story “The Overcoat” is undoubtedly one of my new favorites. In the story, Akakiy Akakievitch, a poor Russian copyist, lives a life without...
“Life is too short to have on a bad outfit.”
– Kit Pistol
32C
I actually love my boobs. LOVE. And apparently, other people do, too: according to Yahoo! Answers, “lots of guys think it’s hot.” My boobs themselves aren’t huge, but I’m pretty slim right under my chest, and because of the contrast, they look bigger then they are. Why this slenderness does not continue to my waist, I do not know. Actually, I do, and it’s...
“Book lovers never go to bed alone.”
– Somebody’s Facebook profile
“Anyway, you should be getting your period in a week or so because mine is going...”
– My roommate, who Facebook messaged me this. HA HA! Everyone knows I’m helpless-hopeless.
Bowling Alone: The Collapse and Revival of...
Bowling Alone, Robert Putnam’s 513-page exploration of the correlation between decreasing involvement in social community organizations and increasing political apathy, reads like a textbook, albeit for an interesting course. I was intigued by the subject, but bogged down by statistic after statistic, number after number, and chart after chart, finishing the book became a chore.
Bowling...
II
Also, my bum is sunburnt. Ow.
“See it as an evidence of grace though that you are able to sort things out on...”
– Sophie, after I had a big religious disagreement with my mother. I really admire Foph’s faith and devotion. I am so blessed to have her, and her perspective, in my life!
Santa lost his ho.
Santa used to like to chuckle He’s always been a belly full of laughs Sitting in his Santa Claus chair Posing for those photographs But now he don’t laugh so much In fact about one third less Ol’ Saint Nick got a problem Man he’s in an awful mess Chorus Cause he used to go Ho Ho Ho Now he’s only going Ho Ho __. Uh Oh! Where’d the other Ho GO? I don’t know? Santa’s feeling mighty low He used do...
“Someone who pulls me up to high standards, pulls themselves up to high...”
– Natalie Portman, who according to In Style “defines her ideal partner as both an equal and a mentor.” In these quotes, she absolutely summarizes exactly what I value in my future boyfriends and, eventually, in my husband. Natalie Portman is the most beautiful person I have ever seen....
Foundation for International Community Assistance,... →
I ate the cheesecake, so I’m off Facebook until at least Thursday. Although I’ll probably eat sweets on Christmas, so that’s… Saturday. Mannn.
I ate two homemade cinammon rolls for breakfast, one without frosting, so that’s not a sweet. The one with frosting… is. But that was what Daddy made for breakfast, and he really would’ve been hurt if I didn’t eat his cinammon rolls. I’m trying to decide if it counts as a sweet since it was first and foremost technically a meal. Now I am very, very hungry, but the...
Told you I'm addicted to schedules...
I’ve blocked out a plan of action for next semester. My priorities? Daily quiet time, grades, practicing regularly, running, and volunteering, too. Whilst staying involved with extracurrics and, very importantly, spending as much time as possible with my favorite people in the world! MONDAY, WEDNESDAY 9: quiet time in the chapel 9:30: practice flute 10:30: Starbucks 11: German 12: Econ...
Gwen Daniels is
staying off Facebook until she eats no sugar and no fried food for three days straight.
scizzore!
I took a photo of the Target top I want, showed it to my brother and asked him to get it for me for Christmas. Tacky of me, maybe, but it’s a crute top. Also, I’m working 1:30-10 tomorrow. BLECH. BLECH, BLECH, BLECH. And now I’m going to wrap family presents! And not practice my flute yet.
Andrew my boss, call me now.
I am really frustrated with my boss at Express. When I worked on Wednesday, he mentioned that he might, probably, want me to work on Saturday. Morning, afternoon or evening? He didn’t mention that part. He said he’d text me regardless, but he hasn’t. Also, I don’t know at all when I’m working next week. He was supposed to make the schedule Wednesday morning, but he...
What is the What
I didn’t expect to enjoy What is the What, Dave Eggers’s novel based on the real-life story of Valentino Achak Deng, a Sudanese refugee and member of the Lost Boys of Sudan program. Ashamedly, I expected a cloying sob story, told without linguistic style and for the sole purpose of shocking me. I have read pieces by the Lost Boys before and came away bored—fleetingly upset and crying, but also...
“She is completely worthless. She is worthless to everybody except the...”
My life was supposed to be accompanied by the... →
"Yeah you do have way too many clothes. It's...
As I’m packing (really, I am!), I’m realizing that I own way too many clothes. It’s pathetic, actually. There are pants, dresses, AND shirts in my closet with price tags still dangling. More than once I saw things I’d forgotten I own. I found a pair of pants on the floor that I hadn’t realized was missing. Still, I want more. I don’t know what I’ll...
another packing break
I got a 94.5, or something like that, an A, in Psych. Four points on the grading scale. Dr. Kunnert doesn’t employ the plus/minus system, so my 94.5 is absolutely no different than a 100 or a 90. Nevertheless, I feel guilty, actually almost horribly guilty, because I could’ve gotten higher than 94.5; I was pretty cavalier about two of the tests and ended up getting B’s, which...
I came back to my room at 11:30 to pack. At 12:39, I unplugged my fridge. Then I took a break and ate a brownie.
Maybe we should all be Baptist. →
If I was in a sorority (um, why didn't I rush?), I... →
I am the worst person in the world because I just ate the chocolate out of my roommate’s Advent calendar.
what i will do
I want to make latkes and a gingerbread house, with real gingerbread, not graham crackers on a milk carton.
“The movie was awful. The moral of the story is - don’t take suggestions...”
– My mum’s take on Before the Devil Knows You’re Dead
assigned reading over break.
Okay, self-assigned reading. And I want to get to all them, please! I’m going to post mini-reviews of each book as I finish, and then at the end, I’ll compile all the reviews into one facebook note. You think this is fun. What is the What Atonement The Overcoat [actually a short story, but a very long short story] Bowling Alone The Brave Bear It Away Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs...
“This is going to sound really shallow, but my boyfriend needs to lose about 40...”
– My roommate. HA HA HA!
I am the girl in your life who thinks of her... →
When I changed into my pajamas...
My roommate just informed me that I have a bruise on my bum. Dumb icy stairs.
on the bright side, i just saw some pictures of...
On my way to the music building today, I slipped on the icy stairs. It wasn’t a big deal; my roommate was with me, and it was actually sort of funny. But then when I got into the practice room, I noticed my finger was bleeding, so I went to wash it off. I didn’t want any blood on my flute. I come back and the door won’t open. I realized I have locked myself out of the practice...
“But everything you touch is fabulous… so I have faith in you.”
– Steph Z. A very witty, awww, I-should-write-for-Seventeen compliment, but it also means I am responsible for doing something sweet for Katie before she transfers to Iowa. (Why, Katie? Why? Oh, yes. The English program.)
If I awarded the Pulitzer, this article would win. →
However, I probably shouldn’t award the Pulitzer. The New Yorker, Vogue and The Maneater are the only publications I read on a regular basis, with some American Conservative and The Economist thrown in when I find time to print articles out. Nevertheless, “The Interpreter” deserves it. I think it raises totally thought-provoking questions about Christianity and universalism,...