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Oh, finals

11 May

It’s what you do to me:

Which one do YOU like more?

Yikesies. The situation has since been righted in favor of the open-toe variety. Luckily, I was the first one who noticed. Though I should note it was on the way into a meeting with a professor where I was thankfully sitting down.

(This Public Service Announcement has been been sponsored by the Sleep iz Good Fund and the letter J).

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Back to school!

15 Sep

I’ve been breaking in notebooks for the last week, and it feels slightly different this time around. It could be because it may be the last fall in which I go through this life-stabilizing routine. I’m sure life will be good in the long run, but transitioning from one phase to another seems thorny…

Also, I was talking to Elizabeth about the True Blood finale—which ended on a cliffhanger—and she said that the next season starts in ten months. By then, I’ll be, well, not here. True Blood is the first tangible thing that I can say starts after I graduate. What a weird way to mark time.

Anyway. Here are the classes I’m enrolled in right now. I should probably drop one, but I really love them all (except for the one my parents are making me take). And when will I ever have another chance to take such courses? But then again, some sleep is good, I guess. Hit me up with suggestions, given the following constraints.

  • Freedom of Speech and the Press. A political science course run like a law course taught by Prez Bo. The reading is short but dense, dense but riveting. The topic is important to me. And, it fulfills a minor requirement for polisci. Awesome!
  • Independent Study. I’m working one-on-one with a Chaucer expert instead of doing the regular senior seminar. I met with him today and I am psyched! My first project is to read the Canterbury Tales cover to cover over the next few weeks. Yay! (Note that I meet with him once every few weeks, so it’s a lot of homework with very little class time).
  • 17th Century Prose and Poetry. I took this as my last major requirement—aside from thesis stuff—and it turns out to be really, really interesting. Lots of John Donne! And the professor was president of the Donne Society. Perfection.
  • Principles of Economics. I am not required to take this course for anything, but my parents are making me. That said, though I’ve never been economically inclined, the professor is hilarious and brilliantly captivating. And it’s generally good to know. Maybe I’ll P/D/F this one.
  • Intermediate French. Just for fun—because I love languages and the professor is great. I guess I could drop it but it is a breeze and actually practical.
  • Beginning Fiction Workshop. Given the constraints mentioned above, this would be the logical course to drop. But that would be a copout, you know? Since workshops are scary. And I’ve never pushed myself to write fiction. It’s something I’d like to start now and advance in next semester, but it is technically a superfluous course. Hm.

This brings me to a total of 20 credits. Not good. Help.

This is me, confused.

Dreams

13 Sep

I got in late last night, and had a particularly vivid dream. I was at home, sleeping in my basement for some reason, and there was a tarantula. Not a hairy one, but more of a pointy and scary kind of creature. We have cave crickets down there in real life that we are perpetually exterminating (and I’m petrified because they jump so so so high) but they’re not dangerous. But I digress. Anyway, this tarantula crept onto my foot, and though I tried to shake it off, crawled up and bit my neck. I woke up shortly afterwards and my neck is still sore. Weird.

Anyway. Week two of senior year begins tomorrow. I’m trying to get some reading done before a stream of meetings starts. I have a problem: I’m enrolled in way too many classes given my commitments outside of class. On the one hand, I’d be crazy to go through with them. On the other hand, how can I not take these classes? I’m a senior, an old fart, and have almost no more chances to learn so much at once. Whadaya think? I’m sensing a poll soon, maybe?

Can anything improve on the book?

31 Jul

Absolutely not.

But that Kindle article did have a few good things to say about iPhone reading, which led me to discover this beaut: Eucalyptus is an application that gives you unfettered access to books that are publicly available via the Guttenberg Project. It is lovely. I left my books at home, and on the train today, started F. Scott Fitzgerald’s short stories Flappers and Philosophers. I was able to read the first one between two subway rides. The tale was absolutely charming, and the language, of course, amazing.

More importantly, the experience of reading on the iPhone was pleasurable. The brilliance lies in its simplicity: instead of having a fancy technology to imitate the way letters fall out on a page, it simply uses scans of pages. So it really looks like a book. And the tiny pages have numbers, and you can actually turn them by swiping your finger across the screen n a motion that causes the effects of a normal page turn. I’m really happy with this. Obviously, nothing is better than ink and paper, but as for reading off a screen, this experience is great. (But it means I’m in the middle of one more book and thus progressing at a 1/4 slower speed. But I’m sticking to my guns anyway–slow reading is better reading).

Whew. I am so exhausted after today’s fast. And I was exhausted to begin with from a long, rainy work day yesterday, trying to figure out what happened to the poor engineer who was hit by a huge branch in Central park. It’s simply tragic. Today, the News reported that his mother said he’s improving slowly, so that’s good. My best wishes to Sasha and his family.

At the end of the day…

19 May

Another Spec day. Very tired.

But today was awesome and brimming with inspiration. I touched Hillary Clinton’s robes before the ceremony, which was thrilling in itself, and watched her deliver an intelligent speech. I was also proud of my peers who spoke at Class Day.

Then I reconnected with one of my favorite people in the world who has been missing for a year of my life. It was a wonderful reunion, and it made my day.

And it turns out I may have found a paid job with an interesting title to supplement my internship.

Then I headed to the office to help produce/write the commencement supplement.

Tomorrow, Eric Holder. After about four hours of sleep tonight…

Summer=soon. i hope.

tennis?

29 Apr

On Monday, my tennis class ceased to exist as such. Instead, the instructor took us out for a walk in the park, literally. Our Riverside Park travails took us to Grant’s Tomb. Surprise! It was his birthday. So the musket popped, the ladies’ period costumes swirled on their hoops, and local politicians put on a show in front of school children and Barnard students in tennis clothing. Then we walked down to the tennis courts, where we watched people playing on courts that are supposedly super special. Pictures to come.

Though I resented losing the tennis time—it was our second-to-last class of the semester, and I truly love the sport—I appreciated the opportunity to explore an area shrouded in trees and daubed with birds. During my busy schedule, I don’t make enough time for myself to do things like that. I should. There are lots of things I should do. I also enjoyed getting to know my incredible class members outside of dreary LeFrak gym. The vastness of the park and the cheer of my colleagues provided me with a miniature escape from all things stressful and banal. So thanks, Tavius.

In other news, I have to be at an 8:30 a.m. meeting tomorrow. Which is unheard of in my life …

PDF’ed at 2:12 a.m.!

28 Apr

Yes! THAT is when we put the paper to bed tonight, not 5, as we have done earlier this semester.

Today was … eventful. Aside from that chat with my favorite professor, which I have to elucidate later, certain news stories kept tripping us up and stalling my day. So I was late to return to my dorm, late to turn in a paper, late to get ready for an event I was hosting (featuring an excellent NYT reporter), and late for doping.

But all’s well that ends well, I suppose. The night ran smoothly, despite the event/sensitive news. I still have a bit of work to do before sleep, though.