I have been back in the glorious eightohtwo for approximately a week. and guess what? I am already going somewhat crazy. I have slept more than any person should possibly be allowed to, have watched more episodes of "Greek" than is probably healthy (it's just sooo addicting), wandered around more random clothing stores on the search for "internship appropriate" attire than I would like (you know it's bad when not one but three J.Crew worker people ask to start you a dressing room and then one asks for your number and that is when you tell him you hate pencil skirts and mini cardigans and blazers and can't actually afford any of these things anyway. My mom said that was mean of me. She was probably right, but that was the truth and I enjoy telling the truth when it needs to be heard). Oh yeah and I have gone on 4 runs and played a few games of tennis just to break up the routine. So that's cool I guess. THANK GOD my internship to end all internships starts on Monday.
What internship? Public Relations Intern at Green Mountain Coffee. Buzz Buzz Buzz. Pretty much perfect.
So I guess this summer will consist of me being a responsible adult, which clearly will not be a problem considering as I am one, saving money to buy internship clothes once I figure out what is acceptable (and sorry buddies at J.Crew, can't really go back there), and trying to figure out weekend plans to visit people (Maine, Phili, Western NY anybody??) and getting pumped for the epic epic concert season that will be occurring, beginning with Michael Franti on June 5, Jason Collette (if that name doesn't ring a bell or make you melt, spot reading right now) on June 12th, FURTHER with Phil Lesh (!!!!!!!!!!!!) on July 5, potentially The Swell Season on July 28th, and MGMT on August 12th. And of course techno raves and lady gaga are in the works. don't judge.
so that's it for now. I am supposed to be researching for my analytical discourse I.S but blehhh not really feeling that at the moment. Especially when there have been about 1820919820917329837 books written since the 19th century and I have to find an undetermined amount of suitable ones. Trippy.
Enjoy the sun, wear your SPF 70.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
if you're seeing stars just deal
done done done done done done!!!!!!! this means I am a SENIOR at William Smith College. Gross. Still feeling like a frosh who has NO idea what is going on. Will probably always feel like that. Innocence is bliss, but acting innocent is even more blissful. you can get away with more!
A list of things I have learned this semester:
1. Grades don't actually matter. Seriously, they don't. There are much more important qualities and aspects to a person that whether or not they can get good grades. So next time you are competing over them or feeling like a loser because your best friend gets A's and you get B's stop stressing asap and realize that in 5 years when you are in grad school, working your way rather quickly through your trust fund, being a ski bum, working your dream job, getting hitched in Vegas, WHATEVER you are doing you will not be concerned with what number was next to your name when you graduated from undergrad. Or at least I hope not.
2. There is nothing a nice bottle of CherryPharm can't solve.
3. The British got it right. Surrrriously.
4. Money comes and money goes. This year more money went than it came, but that is life, eh?
5. People also come and go. Those that matter will stay or find a way to weasel their way back to you.
6. Discourse analysis of 19th century novels better be fun.
7. Broken Social Scene are musical gods. Also the people behind the Hood Internet remixes are too.
8. The HWS library hierarchy. NERD ALERT. yes I spend way too much time camped out on the third floor (stern windows side) probably practicing discourse analysis, so I notice the huge influx of um Smithies during exam week. Please note: your level of productivity is totally determined by your choice of attire. jeans and make-up: limited to none. spandex that show wayyy more than they should: eh. sweats and t-shirts?: that's a bingo. and no make up. please. and put the blackberry down. who could possibly be texting you every 3.5 seconds? Just learn the material you have been blowing off for the past 12 weeks and please please please stopppp discussing your plans for that night, not everybody is able to go out every single night of the reading period! done ranting.
9. Having a huge room with two windows is not all it is cracked up to be. be prepared for randos knocking on your window at all hours just to say what up, which is pretty friendly of them I guess.
10. I have more British humor in me than I originally thought I did. Which is FUN!
11. Spaces are important. Physical, mental, every type of space. They matter. Cluttered is fine, as long as you don't constantly lose your iPod.
11.5. Places create your person. Each one matters. Nature has more of an impact than not.
12. Woody Allen.
13. We're safe for the moment. Still in the bubble of college. Don't prematurely burst it.
enjoy the feeling of great accomplishment as you realize you are DONE (don't you feel older already??)
A list of things I have learned this semester:
1. Grades don't actually matter. Seriously, they don't. There are much more important qualities and aspects to a person that whether or not they can get good grades. So next time you are competing over them or feeling like a loser because your best friend gets A's and you get B's stop stressing asap and realize that in 5 years when you are in grad school, working your way rather quickly through your trust fund, being a ski bum, working your dream job, getting hitched in Vegas, WHATEVER you are doing you will not be concerned with what number was next to your name when you graduated from undergrad. Or at least I hope not.
2. There is nothing a nice bottle of CherryPharm can't solve.
3. The British got it right. Surrrriously.
4. Money comes and money goes. This year more money went than it came, but that is life, eh?
5. People also come and go. Those that matter will stay or find a way to weasel their way back to you.
6. Discourse analysis of 19th century novels better be fun.
7. Broken Social Scene are musical gods. Also the people behind the Hood Internet remixes are too.
8. The HWS library hierarchy. NERD ALERT. yes I spend way too much time camped out on the third floor (stern windows side) probably practicing discourse analysis, so I notice the huge influx of um Smithies during exam week. Please note: your level of productivity is totally determined by your choice of attire. jeans and make-up: limited to none. spandex that show wayyy more than they should: eh. sweats and t-shirts?: that's a bingo. and no make up. please. and put the blackberry down. who could possibly be texting you every 3.5 seconds? Just learn the material you have been blowing off for the past 12 weeks and please please please stopppp discussing your plans for that night, not everybody is able to go out every single night of the reading period! done ranting.
9. Having a huge room with two windows is not all it is cracked up to be. be prepared for randos knocking on your window at all hours just to say what up, which is pretty friendly of them I guess.
10. I have more British humor in me than I originally thought I did. Which is FUN!
11. Spaces are important. Physical, mental, every type of space. They matter. Cluttered is fine, as long as you don't constantly lose your iPod.
11.5. Places create your person. Each one matters. Nature has more of an impact than not.
12. Woody Allen.
13. We're safe for the moment. Still in the bubble of college. Don't prematurely burst it.
enjoy the feeling of great accomplishment as you realize you are DONE (don't you feel older already??)
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