Tests, tests, and more test... :-p

Well, I knew I had a batch of exams coming up; Art critique, critique write-up, and an Art History exam--coupled with a stack of "tasks" like finding a job--but this week also has a Logic exam, which everyone always looks forward to, right?

Blahhhhh.....

I feel that I will die.  But that just means I'm going to study a little bit harder this week, and actually finish my timeline for Art History.

My Seagate FreeAgent GO Arrived!

My new external hard drive came today, I am so excited!  It's very modern and clean (which is always nice), as well as lightweight.

Playing with New Software

Today I discovered new software while trying to make an info page for possible employers.  This is from evil M$, it's called "Live Writer" and it posts to all sorts of blogs and if you use Microsoft Live Spaces (surprise!) it lets you edit pretty much everything really.

I use Blogger so I can only post without logging in and I'm missing half of the fun stuff.  Yay, basically useless software!!!  :)

 

I want a Mac, and that's all I have to say really.

My Package... not that one

Well, my external hard drive should be home any moment (or I hope) as I prepare for class I realize how lame it is to be excited about a 120 GB piece of mobile hardware.

I got some cooking stuff earlier today which I forgot about Mom ordering, that was a fun 1 minute unpacking. Still looking forward to my baby though. :)

Crazy UK Drunks

Every night when someone leaves from Witten's I say, "Be careful, don't get raped!" It's a cruel joke, but when am I ever nice? Well tonight I was almost assaulted, all in good fun of course, but I think it's pretty funny that I shouted my phrase just five minutes beforehand.

I was a measly 100 ft. from my front door (I had just crossed Maxwell) when a Jeep full of frat guys thought I was their buddy were about to "kidnap" me before they realized that I wasn't their buddy. They stopped then the drunkest shouted, "We were going to kidnap your ass! We thought you were Brent!"

I had a good laugh thinking about the situation a little further; what if they had drug me into their SUV before they realized the mistake? I just find that hilarious!

It's Late and I'm Lazy

It's no secret that I'm lazy, or should I say that I like to procrastinate? Either way, I don't get a lot accomplished. Being an art major means that most of the time I don't have homework, for weeks on end, which most people would be exuberant about--but not me!

Having a lax schedule means that I don't a tight ship. If something needs to be done I usually have extended amounts of time to accomplish it. This mentality leads to the same attitude about everything I need a change!

So things that must be done this week (most of which, today);

• Finish Resume
• Write Cover Letters
• Apply for Mac Lab Position
• Apply for other Jobs when finished with tasks 1&2
• Clean up art stuff
• Study
• Work on Art project

I must succeed!!!! A lot depends on how well I manage these tasks, so I aim to do them well and promptly--just as soon as I get up in the morning (and that's where things start off on the wrong foot).

37... or should I say "Cameron?"

It seems that good buddies, Anthony and Witten, are trying to decided whether they want to keep the cat they've had for a month now. Witten doesn't like the 37 (which is its name) but Karam said he loved it. The cat wants to escape their prison of an apartment constantly and she's much too hyper for Witten.

The problem is Anthony is never there, meaning the cat doesn't respond well to him (even though he's the owner and the one hoping to keep it). Witten believes it's an outside cat (which it may very well be, it was possibly outside for two months before they received it), and the girl who gave it to them was trying to get rid of it because "[her] cat's [didn't] like it," which is never a good sign.

I told them that spading her would probably fix her tendency to be hyper. She just needs a bit more equality in raising; Karam needs to be more stern with 37 (on top of actually just being there) and Witten needs to be more caring for the cat (as he's pretty lame to it most of the time).

9/11 - How do I feel?

It's that special time of year where America remembers one of the worst incidents to occur inside of our country. Most people go into a nostalgic glaze when thinking about today, I'm not one of them.

September 11th, 2001... I was in French class bored to tears when the PA told the whole school to flip on the news. I thought, "Yay, something not work!" Fire, ash, screaming, praying; HYSTERIA ALL DAY LONG! I understand how disturbing it should be/was, but I was perfectly calm. My mom was in Kent (South East UK) at the time and the cross-Atlantic separation didn't daunt me, but my sister was a different story. My Step-Dad had to send her to my Grandma's because he couldn't handle her.

It's so odd to be like that, and six years after the fact I don't have any strong feeling about today. Apathy is a horrible beast; I know I should feel something and I don't, but I also don't care as much about that as I should.

Another Day, Another Blog

It's been a long time since I've posted anything on a blog, because of such, my writing skills are quickly going down the drain.

I'm hosting this at school because I can. I'm paying enough in tuition for a small family in Africa to live off.