December 2010
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Some Sugar Added: This is NOT a New Year's... →
somesugaradded:
But sort of. But not really. The timing is consequential, really.
So here’s the skinny, really quick:
I’ve been pretty overweight all my life, which isn’t cool. I’m 20 years old (21 on February 11), and I think my weight is 240something, as of today. When I was in 9th & 10th grade, I…
HEY YOU GUYS, guess what I did. I’m a health blogger now.
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Just saw Black Swan...
…homegirl is cray-cray.
I can’t even. So good. ”I’m the SWAN QUEEN…!”
ChristmasChristmasChristmas etc.
You guys, I can’t even explain to you how much I love Christmas, and everything leading up to it.
I’M SO EXCITED FOR EVERYTHING!!!
This whole week is filled with so many things. I can’t even. Best time of year.
Since my last post,
I’ve been researching living spaces in Chicago.
As long as I can make around $2500/month, the possibilities are fantastic.
Still no finals.
I think it's ironic enough that I'm putting off...
That’s okay, it gives me peace of mind. I’ve been planning for college since I was 12, but now I’m in my third year, and I have no specific intents for the year after next. I can’t do a project one step at a time; I need an entire overview before I begin. ”Facing the task at hand” doesn’t do me any good if I don’t know exactly what should happen...
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THIS IS MY LIFE. Every single paragraph, exactly. I would add a few things; I only worked for three hours today, but it was enough to be able to add a few things.
dearmeat:
Please remove all sunglasses and bluetooths, end all cell phone conversations, finish all texting and have your form of payment out and ready before you proceed to speak to the live human being behind the register who...
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us is...
– e.e. cummings (via psychotherapy)
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So I’m pretty much ending this essay by saying something like “Who cares if you have dyslexia, it’s not a big deal, at least you’re not blind or retarded.”
I don’t know how well that links to my original thesis.
I’m just going to decide to be done. I need to take out the trash and sleep for an hour and maintain my minimal knowledge of linguistics.
This is turning out to be the most non-directional...
It’s pretty much a review of the textbook at this point. However, it’s at the half-way point, lengthwise, and as long as it reaches the whole-way point at any decent time of day, I’m satisfied.
The instructions for the paper are a little ambiguous. Basically, pick a cognitive domain, then spend the first bit of the paper defining it, defining brain areas that govern it, and...
I got as far as "neuroanatomical substrates"...
Yes, it’s about 2am. I have a cognitive sciences paper on linguistics to write. It’s due tomorrow, but I’m putting it off just a little longer, because I just found out it needs to be 4-6 pages rather than 7-10. Double spaced. So like, 2 pages.
But “neuroanatomical substrates?” Really? I know Dr. Professorpants is smart; he doesn’t have to show off. Just...
HEY, REMEMBER WHEN (getting tired of the caps) I...
My God, they’re so good. And for a very first try, they’re pretty immaculate. On a first-try basis. I’ve always had beginners’ luck, so what can I say?
My one major, MAJOR problem was the consistency of the batter. When you pipe it onto a baking sheet, its supposed to keep some sort of form. It’s meringue-based after all, peaks are expected to stick around....
There’s no such thing as a misconception of my music. Someone might read into a...
– Sufjan Stevens (via fuckyeahsufjanstevens)
I could take my night off of work to write my Cognitive Sciences final paper…
…or I could make cotton candy macarons.
Choices.
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I think my tumblr title is showing up as “e - ee9,” and I don’t know why that’s happening. I didn’t choose e-ee9, and it has no significance in my life. Maybe it’ll go away on its own. Maybe not. I’ll have to find some meaning for it.
I really should leave for class now. Immabe late.