avantgardefemme

Remember when Jerry Seinfeld was in those PC ads? I barely do (because they were so... ridiculous.) But check out the irony:


Courtesy of http://edibleapple.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/jerry-seinfeld-curb-enthusiasm-macbook-pro-bare.jpg

(Seinfeld uses a Mac at some kind of conference thing called "Curb your Enthusiasm:

Cool shtuff!!! 


http://www.girleffect.org/

I, like most people, hate being sick except that it gives me an excuse to be lazy. When I do catch the bug, though, I like to be left alone except for my mom. She's a nurse and is so good at taking care of sick people, especially me. :) 

I believe in Family Guy.

I believe in Harry Potter.

I believe in Barack Obama.

I believe in stars at night and sun in the morning.

I believe in cute puppies and kittens.

I believe in good old dogs.

I believe in snuggling.

I believe in laughing until you cry.

I believe in friends and love and romance.

I believe in chocolate.

I believe life is more than what we can physically see.

This can be a tricky topic. At age 21, I consider myself friends with my parents. However, my ninth-grade self would be ashamed I admit this.

Of course, it's important to have friends your own age. I love my parents, and they're both great people who are usually fun to be around. Now that I have passed that annoying teenage phase, I can talk with them about basically anything I want. And they often do the same, sometimes sharing more than I care to know about, but I guess that's part of the gig.

As I grow older, I can only become closer with my parents. They're a lot younger than many of my friends' parents are, and they're also a lot less conservative. They care about my saftey above all else, so as long as I'm out of harm's way and happy, they're happy.

I'm truly grateful for the parents I have; parents who aren't so embarrassed or who would never think about hanging out and having a drink with my friends and me. They're cool, but, most of the time, they know when to act their role as a parent, and I'm forever thankful for them!

How small the world is! 

I was just flipping through the TV to find something I could have on in the background, and I thought I'd see what's on PBS even though I barely ever watch it. When I get to it, it's a picture of a waterfall that looks eerily familiar. I'm pretty sure it was of Havana Glen, a little camping ground/waterfall place about 40 minutes from home where we used to go camping when I was a kid.

And then it continues on to talk about the wetlands in Montezuma, where my aunt lives. How crazy is that...? 

Also... my problems from yesterday's (overly outraged and dramatic) post are solved.

...And I really liked the lyrics to this song called "Dracula from Houston" by the Butthole Surfers (classy, right...?) The song is on the Scrubs soundtrack I have, and I never really listened to it before, but I did today while I waited for Kevin...

Oh no, we gotta go, we’re not gonna live forever
Why, why, we gotta die? You know that we'll be together
Hey, hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior
You don't have to be there, ‘cause I’m never, never, never comin’ home

They aren't too special, I know, but I'm kinda weird, remember?

I'm really frustrated right now. I had my schedule all situated and ready to go. I liked it.

And then I get an e-mail today from the registrar saying the dean decided I should get switched to the other section of video production; switched to a class I did not sign up for.

I registered the first day. It is supposed to be a privelege to register the first day; it's one of few perks for students who work hard and receive top-of-the-line grades.

But apparently that doesn't matter to some at the university. Apparently registering first just means you get to have your schedule messed with first.

I register for the classes at the times I do because they're the classes and times and places I want. If I wanted to take a different one, I would have signed up for a different one.

But then I got the e-mail today saying I have been moved to a later time. No reason why. The dean just decided to do it.

So, I e-mailed the registrar, and she said to e-mail the dean. The dean said it's because some students were on the wait list and rather than deny them the chance to take the class, he made two sections and had the register take me from the one I registered for and throw me in the other one. He didn't ask me if it would be OK. Didn't even consider that maybe I have other things going on in my life--personal or academic or work-related or whatever--that may mean I can not or do not want to take the class at the time.

Frankly, I'm very disappointed that it would happen. I understand he wants as many people as possible to be able to take certain classes, but does that make it OK to push around whomever?

I got to register the first day because I am in the top-whatever percent of my class. So, one of the few rewards I get for working hard all year is getting to register earlier than others. But because I registered early, fewer spots were left for the ones after me, forcing me to get moved without questions. If someone had just asked, "would you be willing to do this," or something, I wouldn't be upset and I wouldn't really care.

But now, if I stick with this section, I will basically be in classes from 2:30 to 10 p.m. on Mondays.

The fact that the university can just go and move me wherever, whenever, however it wants is just wrong. It's disrespectul, and it's rude. It's like telling me I'm not good enough for the class for which I registered. So,even though I was one of the first to sign up, they are going to kick me out and put me wherever they please.

It really makes me think twice about the j-school, the school I think so highly of because it is respectful of the individual as much as possible. You know, the whole "small school atmposhere" thing. So much for that. Maybe next semester I'll just ask someone to do my schedule for me? After all, if we're going to be similar to high school, why not go all the way and have someone do that for me, too?!


...yea, I know, I'm a baby. But now I have to do all this other stuff that I don't have time for and that I shouldn't have to do because I got to register first.


But whatever. At least I've only got one year left of this nonsense.

So, I had an interesting dream last night and thought I would post it.

It was my birthday and I was with my aunt and cousins in NYC (which is very strange because my aunt hates traffic and crowds and basically huge cities so she probably wouldn't be caught dead there...) but I don't really know what was going on in that part other than there was a tennis court.

Then in the next "scene" we were celebrating my birthday at my house. A bunch of random people, including Kanye West, were there. It was fun and I was in my room getting ready and everyone was waiting for me. Whatev. Nothing special.

My grandpa was in the last dream I had. We were sitting around a dinner table. It may have been at my grandparents' house because they are the only ones I can think of who have a circular kitchen table.. lol.. but anyway we were all sitting there and a bunch of people were with us and we were going over my report card and I had like all A's and an A- or something like that. And he said "Oh man, you can do better than that!" With a big smile on his face and said "haha, I'm just kidding. You're doing really great."

That's all I remember, but it's kind of weird. It makes me feel good though, you know... I know it's weird and I sound like my crazy mother, but it makes me feel like maybe he's like watching us and stuff? And maybe he was trying to talk to me and tell me he's proud?

...Or maybe I'm just a crazy person :)