April 5th, 2010 at 11:26 am
Lurk a derka derka derka
My classes have been alright. Thankfully, I didn’t have to stay enrolled in Computer Literary because I snagged a spot in History of Television. It’s supposed to be a continuation of another class I took about television but it looks like we’re going over a lot of the same material. Oh well. I have the option of writing a film journal about Lady Gaga’s music video for “Telephone,” Michael Jackson’s “Thriller,” The Buggles’ “Video Killed the Radio Star,” or Network this week.
My mom deleted me from Facebook. I wonder how many other people can say the same thing?
I haven’t written in my journal for over a month. I guess I don’t need to convince myself of anything anymore. It’s refreshing. I don’t feel so crazy. Errrrrr bad-crazy. I will still have bubblegum parties in the lawless state of Arizona.
March 9th, 2010 at 10:04 am
I may not have had sex but I could fuck you up
I’ve been a little crazy with post deletion lately and for that, I apologize. Self-doubt and shit, y’all.
My life has been compulsive eating and sky rockets in flight and sizzurp and enrolling in classes that don’t actually have anything to do with my major. As it stands, I will be taking German 3, Nudity in the Western Tradition, and Computer Literacy for my spring quarter. That last one is a complete joke, but it was the only open class I could find that didn’t conflict with the film classes I’m trying to crash. When I told my older sister that I was taking Computer Literacy she said, “Sweet, reading the Internet!”
I’m not sure how I feel about this email I got this morning:
Dear UCSC residential students:
We have received reports of an individual (described below) approaching female students on campus, attempting to engage them in inappropriate sexually suggestive conversation, trying to find out where they live, and touching them inappropriately. He also attempts to gain entry to residential buildings and approach female students in their rooms.
We ask for all students to be vigilant in reporting this individual to campus police by calling 911 immediately upon seeing him. Campus police are aware of this matter as are the Community Safety officers. These staff, as well as residential staff in the colleges are also on the lookout for him.
Description: He is described as approximately 6 feet tall, African American, approximately 20 -25 years of age. He seems to be mentally challenged and this is evident upon talking with him. He was recently seen wearing khaki pants, brown loafers, a red white and blue striped, button down shirt and a navy beanie. He sometimes carries a large backpack.
In addition to calling 911 immediately upon seeing this individual, please remember the following safety precautions:
-Never let anyone unknown to you follow you into a secure residential facility
-Keep you room door locked
-Walk with friends at night
-Be aware of your surroundings and always report suspicious persons or situations to campus police.Thank you for your vigilance in this matter, and your assistance in keeping the campus safe.
I mean there are things I could say about it, but I’d rather let the text speak for itself because it’s fucking ridiculous.
September 29th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
Moses suposes his toeses are roses
Oh dear, it seems that I’m already behind in a few of my classes due to lengthy reading assignments. I forgot how easily they creep up during the first week like when you finally notice a spider crawling up your arm after ignoring the telltale tickling sensation. Except instead of a spider, it’s a big freaking pile of dry analyses and instead of a ticking sensation, it’s a syllabus you shoved at the bottom of your backpack.
Once again, I am suffering a sporadic sleeping schedule. I could be like every other college student and claim insomnia, but I know that’s not hip anymore. Find me an insomniac who exercises proper time management or doesn’t live with a bunch of noisy teenagers, and then we’ll talk about how you’re a big fat liar.
Today I attended my first film class discussion section. We sat around a table and introduced ourselves by stating our favorite movies. I don’t have one, of course, and said that the last thing I rented from Netflix was Dark City. The person sitting next to me said that his favorite movie was Bruce Almighty, so I figured anything that came out of my superior mouth would sound better by comparison. These self-congratulatory sentiments distracted the Smart Part of my brain and I tripped over my words and explained that I liked Dark City because it was “strange and stuff”. Oops. Anyway, the rest of the class was devoted to analyzing the crap out of Singin’ in the Rain because we all know that audiences appreciate its complicated symbolism, provocative love story, and color parallels rather than its happy dance numbers. Buhhhhhh.
September 28th, 2009 at 12:02 pm
Trinken Sie bier?
My schedule this fall quarter leaves a lot to be desired. Namely, waking up after 8AM. Textbooks also cost over $400 this time, which certainly encourages me to sell them back towards the end of classes. However, I am already enjoying my German I class after only two sessions. My professor is adamant in reviewing everything we’ve learned before moving on, which is a huuuge plus. My Spanish teachers in high school had this nasty habit of teaching us terms, forgetting about them, and then testing us on them weeks later. This is not to say that my German class doesn’t make me feel like I’m still in high school though! The class size is fairly small and I’m pretty sure that it is comprised of a lot of freshmen. I asked my friend Margot if she thought our classmates were younger than us, to which she responded, “Well they have that deer-in-the-headlights look…”
It’s amusing to compare my time here to last year because the first day of classes as a freshman nearly gave me a heart attack. Now my friends and I act like we own the place, despite still being totally clueless about a lot of things.
