A Sudden Silence

I don't know that anyone bothers checking here anymore since, by all appearances, this journal has been abandoned for months already. The truth is that I'm still here! -- and I'm still posting! Yes, this is true. Only, all my entries are now entirely private. (No great loss, I hasten to assure)

It's not that I have a skeleton hidden in my closet or anything like that, really. It's just that I used to post for others, out of a certain vanity mixed with that plaintive cry for attention. Now I write for myself, so I can read and remember, write and relieve. Perhaps I'll post another public entry someday.

Who knows?

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I am grateful for...

...my group, who presented their parts well, beyond my expectation. Their performance offset some of that awfulness of my own. I'll miss them once the quarter ends.

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Weather Forecasts

In my procrastination mode, I decided to visit various weather sites in order to determine conditions for tomorrow. On weather.com, conditions as of 5 a.m. are described as "cloudy" with a "20% or precipitation." Well, let me clarify now that it is currently 5 a.m. and it is definitely raining. I mean, I can actually hear the rain outside. How's that for 20% precipitation, eh?

I'm reminded of that scene in Mean Girls where one girl-- of the two not-so-bright sycophants she's the dumber-- says at the end that there is a "30 percent chance that it's already raining." Well, she's certainly got the edge over our weather forecast sites, that's all I can say.

Now I go back to being officially screwed.

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Another one of those nights

Nearly 4 a.m. and I'm awake again. Up working on another paper, only this one's a big one: ten pages and a third of my grade. Unfortunately, I've still got nothing.

I'm feeling that usual sort of despair that can only accompany moments like these.

Time to get back on track.

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License Renewal

I finally drove myself over to a DMV to renew my driver's license. I've been waiting FIVE YEARS to retake that picture. Well, not quite, but almost. It's definitely been over four years.

And I don't mind saying, in a completely shallow way, that I will cry if it looks ugly. That will mean hiding it for another four years behind my student ID card. If it comes down to that, by the time I renew my license again I won't even be a student any more!

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To do List:

- Revise resume
- E-mail resume!
- Complete genre exercise by tonight
- E-mail group members!
- Reading for Anthro
- Reading for English
- Reading for Pol Sci
- Chinese homework

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Shoes Shoes Shoes

Cinderella of Boston Inc. OMG, they have a retail stored located in Westminster. I NEED to go there. <3

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Old Renaissance English

Today is apparently my day of LJ-spamming.

This English assignment is driving me insane. It's a piece on literary devices written by George Puttham, and it's in Old English. Some of the f's are actually s's. Some of the v's are actually u's. Some of the u's are actually v's. And I still have no idea what those i's are supposed to be.

sdklfjlsjf.

edit: For the sake of correctness, let's call it Renaissance English.

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I bought a loaf of bread today

It reminded me of sophomore year of high school: the opium war project, the frustration, and the laughter.

It seems a long while ago now.

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A Water Situation

Just as I was finally dropping into sleep this morning, I heard my cell phone ring. While I am generally able to distinguish between the different ring tones I've selected for various tasks, I immediately assumed that it was 8:50 a.m. and that my alarm was going off.

Not so.

I had the presence of mind to actually check my phone (as opposed to one of my roommates who had simply canceled the call after she, too, mistakened it to be an alarm) and realized it was an unfamiliar 949 number. The number for the leasing office, as it turns out.

In my bleary-eyed and barely awake condition I only registered snatches of the conversation that followed. Certain key phrases like: "need to shut off the water for your building" and "there's been an emergency in an apartment."

The news jolted me awake and I was lucid enough to ask both "Right NOW??" and "For how long??" To which the answers were "Yes" and "two hours." I hobbled out of the living room to inform the rest of my roommates, even as I managed to thank the leasing office representative for giving us as much notice as she could.

One of my roommates was in the shower, so I quickly shouted for her to rinse off immediately because the water was going to be shut off. Then I scrambled to wash my face and fill a cup of water to brush my teeth with later.

This may explain the loud hammering sounds that began around 7 a.m. Clearly something went wrong with the piping. I just wonder what problem could have been so severe as to force the leasing office to shut off water in the entire building with only a scant minute's notice. For two whole hours, as the prognosis ran.

We'd better be talking about major flooding here, folks.

And now I have to get ready for class. I fully intend to return directly and nap afterward.

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