holding steady.™

all this non-updated blog business is starting to make me feel really guilty.

it’s ok though, because i have *nearly* survived this semester. nearly…

i think when it’s applicable, i’ll start declaring albums of the week.
this week’s edition features the very popular jack johnson, in his collaborative conglomeration, “the mango tree.”

standout tracks: “country road (feat. paula fuga)” and “crying shame (culver city dub mix)“

it’s not that i particularly like this song, more than others anyway. or even that it seems really good today.
it’s struck a somewhat sad and distant chord in me, a very vivid reminder of my time here.

jon foreman, “love isn’t made”

not so much with the good.oh well. it’s all fucked anyway, isn’t it?

thought of the day: you don’t always get what you want. but you almost always get screwed a little.

I HATE WHEN PEOPLE EMBED VIDEO CONTENT IN THEIR POSTS AND I GET THEM IN NETNEWSWIRE AND THEY ASK ME TO WATCH THEM. THIS ANNOYS ME. I AM GOING AGAINST MY TYPOLOGICAL ALL LOWERCASE POSTS, AS AN INDICATION OF MY ANNOYANCE.

I DON’T LIKE TO WATCH TV (UNLESS IT’S A DVD SEASON THAT I BOUGHT), SO I DISLIKE BEING ASKED TO PARTICIPATE IN THE YOUTUBE GENERATION’S TENDENCIES. NOR DO I APPRECIATE BEING REFERRED TO AS THE MYSPACE GENERATION (personally, i think that’s more the people who come about four years behind me, but whatever.)

THAT’S ALL. I’M DONE RANTING FOR NOW.

i am having kind of a weird week.

yesterday, it rained on my head. and by rained, i mean it poured about fifteen minutes after i had blow-dried my hair. i was about ten minutes late to class.

the day changed directions when i got home, as my guitar and amp (à la ebay) had arrived. dicking around with that had its setbacks, as i performed exactly ZERO tasks of substance. i did get to finally watch “across the universe” (four out of five stars in my book), and i had a much-needed chat (part 1 of at least 3) with the woman in my life.

but then, this morning…i was late AGAIN. and it was rainy. and i usually can catch a ride (rather than try to catch my perennially late bus) with this guy who lives by me and works at UM. but he was nowhere to be found by the time my bus rolled on through. and i fell asleep on the train (due to aforementioned conversation lasting until 2:30am) and missed my stop. so i had to get off on the next one, and go backwards, a step that ultimately cost me almost twenty minutes. i would have been exactly on time, instead i got to class a full half-hour after the lecture had begun. i also tripped into the class over the cord from my headphones.

i’m just tired already. it’s not even 12, i still have one and a half more classes to go (one of which is about 3 hours long), and i’m just already over it.

POL 586 EF, Monday/Wednesday, 12:20-13:35 – Conflicts in the Middle East & Africa

i’m actually a little scared. or maybe not scared, more like neurotically anticipatory. yeah, that sounds about right. this is the end of the first week of my last week as an undergrad. yeah, I have to take french in may, but whatever. doesn’t count. i’m gonna have to grow up at some point in the relatively near future. vomit.

REL 354 D, Tuesday/Thursday, 09:30-10:45 – Religion & Gender

i keep playing this game in my head, where I let myself get too far ahead, caught up in the future, concerned with “what’s coming next?!”

SOC 210 P, Tuesday/Thursday, 11:00-12:15 – Introduction to Social Research

this is the class I have currently checked out of to write this. so fucking dull. I maybe wrote like…five lines of notes. but I did check my email a lot.

GSC 103 R, Tuesday/Thursday, 14:00-15:15 – Evolution of the Modern Earth’s Environment

so in my geology class…it’s just like the greatest possible amalgamation of useless dregs. these are the scholars of the university of miami, and the half that don’t ooze stubborn pretentiousness/abercrombie-hollister-american eagle “vintage”-ness look decidedly homeless, complete with mildly dreaded hair and ratty clothing. read some more issues i’m having with that class here.

POL 500 SX, Tuesday, 15:30-18:10 – Ideals & Realities: Bioethics, Religion & Politics

I give up. I wanna fucking graduate already. only 112 days, 20 hours and 45 minutes to go…

sometimes, you know something. but it isn’t always easy to reconcile what you know and what you feel.

you can know what the temperature is outside because it’s in the paper in the morning. but when you step outside, it feels a bit chillier. maybe there’s a wind making it colder. or perhaps the sun is beating down particularly strong on you at that moment. but it screws with your perception.

sometimes you just get that feeling.

according to this, the world’s most influential languages are english, french, spanish, russian, arabic, chinese, german, japanese, portuguese, and hindi. maybe in that year that i’m taking off, i will learn a bit more of the first three and possible pick up another one of the bunch.