Monday, December 27, 2010

One resolution for 2011-

I'm doing it me this year!

Monday, December 13, 2010

Bitter... possibly. But, girls like this just don't exist.




This girl was either A- paid to take this picture or B-wearing this shirt purely for the purposes of this photoshoot. She loves the 90's Tim Burton Batman over The Darkest Knight. She doesn't think that people read comics anymore. She likes Scott Pilgrim, but doesn't know that it's was a graphic novel series first. She knows about Call of Duty: Black Ops, but that's only because she's been bitching about how much her boyfriend has been playing it (let alone understand WHY he's been playing it that much). And I KNOW that the thought that this girl is completely full of herself for taking this picture in the first place hasn't even crossed the minds of everyone with a penis.

Men of the internet, you can continue to jack it to these girls, but at least realize that their just as fake as the tits on each and every wannabe playboy bunny.

Monday, December 6, 2010

The nerd fad

It just needs to stop.

Friday, December 3, 2010

One fallacy of Richmond I'll never abide by

Flakiness.

I feel like being a flake is embedded in Richmond Culture. Or the Richmond culture i've been exposed to so far. Since when did it become cool to not respond to a text message for hours if even at all? Since when did it become cool to be hours late for something?

If you text me. I will answer. Whether or not I am available to do whatever you've asked of me. If you invite me somewhere I'll show up at least somewhat on time. I will never make plans with you and then assume they are tentative just because we didn't set a specific time. I will look forward and plan on seeing you for the occasion.

This is a culture of disrespect. A culture of making sure people see a constant mysteriously cool facade. A facade of "Yea, I have so many things I could be doing right now."

It's all bullshit. I understand the need for some parts of this culture, but I hope that when I am done with Richmond in the years to come, that I will be untouched by this culture of 'let's pretend we're all cool as shit.'

I'm pretty fuckin' happy with myself... but, I'm definitely not going to try and prove that to you like so many in this town are trying to do.

Perhaps, It's just one nature of cities. and our generation.

Friday, November 26, 2010

An unsung song

I've had the chorus for probably over a month. I've written the verses and the bridge over the past few weeks. I just have yet to figure out the right way to sing them and the perfect combination of chords. "perfect"

I really hope this song can fall into place because I really think that if sung in the right way, it could be another favorite.

Look out for it... Hopefully I'll figure it out one of these days.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

In the next room

You haven't realized I've stopped breaking over you
Spilling lies is senseless cause I see right through
You think you've washed yourself pristine but i still see your stains
Finally decided it's not worth it
so walk away eh eh

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm

I see it everywhere but I don't think it's real
The fantasy is hearts broken and love alike
It's probably just science so maybe we should just wait
I'm still trying to figure out if love's supposed to hurt
Is love supposed to hurt, is love supposed to hurt
is love supposed to hurt, is love supposed to hurt

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm

I think this room is silent, but I know that they can hear me
I'd rather be alone then worry about love, No

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm



This song feels very appropriate right now. The inspiration from which it came is happening as we speak.

I feel like sometimes song writing just falls into place. I wrote this song as just lyrics and how to sing it and what to repeat, etc. just happened the more and more I played it. This is one of my favorite songs I've written. If you peruse back a bunch of pages in my tumblr you'll find the video where I sing this.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

A 3 year old little girl said, "Yo woman!" to me.

At Chili's, I am witnessing the decline of the human language before my very eyes.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Found: "Life is like hip hop" Kristen on 11/5/09

This is from almost exactly a year ago! It's funny that I've stumbled upon this old "journal entry" if you will... It makes me wonder what other gems I've hidden on this computer.


Did you ever want to do something big? Real big! To the fullest big.
… I’ll refrain from using any dance references. They probably don’t mean as much as they do to me.

But you know what… it makes a lot of sense. Hip hop.

In hip hop you dance to your fullest. You need to put every tiny muscle into making that one dance move POP.

It doesn’t matter if you’re just raising your arm or sliding down to the floor on your knees. You do it to the fullest or else it just doesn’t have that same effect. It doesn’t look good and the audience just goes… “eh.”

Go big or go home. That’s how it is in Hip hop.

And we can apply that to our LIVES! Go big or go home. If you choose to do something, you do it right or otherwise it’s not worth doing. I don’t want to live my life holding back. I have a lot to give and I want to be able to do it without being scared.

There is no room for fear in dancing. You can’t be afraid to give it your all.

I don’t want to be that girl half-effort in the back just merely doing the dance moves. I want to be that girl in the front of the formation full out and loving it. I may be there with mess ups and all. But, It’s all apart of the dance.



lol

Friday, October 29, 2010

BULL SHIT!

I'm so sick of it.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Why we hate Internet ads

I'm listening to Pandora radio while quietly doing homework with a friend at 9:03 PM in her Science Lab. The music seamlessly transitions from song to song. I am hard at work concentrating on my History text when an ad for Dunkin Donuts comes on. The voice on the radio, or internet radio, rather, describes a breakfast sandwich. He uses adjectives like mouth-watering, and melted in front of even more breath taking words like sausage and cheese. I am now distracted.

Why are we so bothered by internet advertisements? While we may not enjoy television commercials we still sit through them. Whereas with Internet ads, whether they be pop-ups or banners, we HATE them. I will go so far as to say "hate," because I don't think it's just me that feels personally invaded when a pop up comes up on my screen. I'd like to rip the head of the nearest living thing when I have to sit through an long ad in order to play a fucking time waster of a game.

When we are on the Internet we are there for a purpose. Whether it is for something like doing homework on a school website, researching a topic for a paper, or going to addictinggames.com to play Bloons or hulu.com to catch up on 30 rock... you are there to do something. When you are participating in an activity and taking time out of your day to do something specific you do not want to be distracted away from that task. Even if you are doing something inconsequential such as an online video game, you don't want to have to click away an ad for house ware appliances.

Watching television is completely passive. You choose your show and then you sit there and don't have to do anything. With the internet it is the opposite. You are consistently active.

Internet advertising is still in it's infancy. It is incredibly few and far between that we see an internet advertisement that actually grabs our attention enough to venture off into the land of that ads website. We are not only completely un-interested in internet advertisements, we don't trust them.

It is going to be very interesting to see how this new way of reaching the people with products will develop. Right now almost all advertising on the internet is push advertising. You have no choice but to see it. They have no choice but to make their ad this way because the ones that are pull advertising we don't trust enough to pursue it.

This will definitely change in the coming years. I can't wait to see it happen. As a creative advertising major and one that is not a stranger to social media the internet... I'm going to be living in this world. I better start thinking.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Caffeine induced honesty. Suck it, America. (America has nothing to do with this blog)

People will always think they know the reason why I made the decision to come to VCU. They probably don't. Here is really why i decided to move to Richmond, VA.

In January of 2010 I took a risk. I consciously decided to go to VCU in Richmond, VA. I did this for multiple reasons.

One being that I had grown incredibly tired of Christians. Going to a private christian college of about 1,700 students total in MA for a year and a half wiped me the heck out. A lot of the people were fake and I needed diversity. I needed realness. I needed the exact opposite of what I had been experiencing. I also REALLY REALLY didn't want to live at home while going to school. As much as NY Film Academy would have been great, it would require a two hour commute 6 or 7 days a week and then ultimately going to St. John's to finish my degree. Those factors alone were enough to not make the commitment to NYFF.

I really didn't have a preference for any other schools. The schools that I had to choose from all seemed fine to me. I felt like I had multiple paths I could go down and each one seemed like it would be perfectly fine. I didn't feel like this because I was indifferent to going back to school... it's pretty much the opposite. All i wanted was to get back into school so I could be in the college environment, meet people, and get my degree.

I wanted adventure. I love having these different life experiences of living in Boston, going to a christian college, taking a year off from school and more. Richmond, VA was something I had never experienced before. Being on 95-S period was completely foreign to me. Now I can say that I've lived in Richmond, VA. I've experienced the people here.

I took a risk coming here. I didn't come here out of ignorance and being blinded by love. I came here fully aware of what could happen and would most likely happen eventually. And I still decided to come. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

I've learned a lot about myself and about people. I have no regrets throughout the past few years of my life. Well... one regret may be not punching that bitch Stephanie straight in the face. Other than that though I feel like I really enjoy who I've become. I know who I am, I love who I am, and I LOVE being single. People can keep on telling themselves that I came down here for a boy, but I know it's not true.

I took a leap of faith and I'm glad I did. Richmond, Virginia is my home. Whether or not I have a boyfriend here.

SUCK IT.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

If you're not scared of us already, men... you should be.

I'm a girl and I'm scared of us. Girls are very cunning and scheming. While boys are playing with robots and making gun noises when they're younger, girls are playing with barbies. We're learning about social skills and hierarchies because you have two barbies and only one ken doll. And trust me... both barbies want that ken doll.

Guys are fairly straight forward. It seems as though not a whole lot of brain power goes into how they act with each other. Girls on the other hand... We construct our social circle and how we act within it very carefully. Everything we do, everything we say to other girls is for a particular purpose. It's almost completely innate! It's something you simply have to do when you're a female trying to make it in this world. This world where every chick always brings along their bestie to the parties they get invited to, or even just to hang out with people. No one goes alone anywhere anymore. You're always with a posse.

Now, that being said, when us chicks agree on something... It's then deemed law. You love pumpkin pie and I love pumpkin pie? Pumpkin pie rocks. You like that beer and I like that beer? That fucking beer is the best. You hate when people are fake and I hate when people are fake? I HATEEE fake people.

Everyone loves talking to people who likes some of the same things and can relate with them about how they feel about something. It seems to be a bit more exaggerated with girls, though. Maybe we really do like being dramatic...

Whatever it is... these commonalities we share fuel us. Depending what it is that we're agreeing upon, it fuels us to the very core for the short while it's prevalent in our lives.

So, boys... I understand why you may be scared of us at times. I would be too if I were in your shoes. While I may be scared of girls too, at least I understand them. You on the other hand... have NO idea.

Men of Richmond, may the force be with you.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Dailybooth List: Number 6

A Photo of someone you love.


I mean... I love lots of people, but I don't think I'll have anyone for this picture! Just one person? I don't know. Love is a strong word.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Facts.

I am a girl. I am 21. I am a cliche. It has been a 4 year transformation to make who I am today. I may join a sorority. I have no idea what I or my life will be like in 2 1/2 years when I'm finally graduating college. I am o.k. with all of this.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Writing and shit.

I say "... and shit" a lot. Writing and shit. I have to do homework and shit. People are going to start thinking I either have a horrible vocabulary or I have issues with my bowel movements.

I've been writing a lot as of late. I would like to share a lot of it, but i have no way of knowing whether it's good or whether it's just pseudo-arty, emo crap. I think it's good, but who knows how people would actually perceive it.

can poetry be pseudo-arty? Yea. I think it can be.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

You smell nice. Besides me, has anyone else ever complimented you on your good hygiene?

O.k., mystery person who is asking me all of these questions. You must reveal yourself or you are hereby being deemed an internet creeper. Thank you and good-bye.

Ask me anything

What is the one thing that makes YOU sad?

That is a silly question. Instead let me focus on what do i do when I feel sad. And that is watch silly videos of dogs or babies or little kids with ridiculously good singing voices.

Ask me anything

Do you own a pretty dress?

I own multiple pretty dresses.

Ask me anything

What is the one thing that irritates YOU the most?

When people condescend you.

Ask me anything

Thursday, August 5, 2010

are you unhappy?

That's a random question! And quite a sad question. Are you unhappy, stranger?

Ask me anything

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

why are you thinking about not doing any more videos?

I don't have much to say! I used to talk about myself or other random topics, but as of late I am finding a different way to channel as i used to. I'm focusing on my life outside of the internet and have less time as well.

I may, however begin to post some more doc style videos here and there.

Ask me anything

If you could punch one person from history right in the face, like I'm talking knock the fucker out cold, who would it be?

Boxing with Hitler might be fun. I would yell random things at him like, "yea a little jew girl just punched you in the nuts. whatchya gonna do about it shitler?"

Ask me anything

Saturday, July 24, 2010

ABC Family's New Series: HUGE and "the Media"

I think it's quite interesting that even though most Americans are overweight almost EVERYONE we see in the media is anything but. The new series on ABC Family is a testament to that. It's not groundbreaking as they may think it is. It is furthering the idealized and fanatical view Americans hold of beauty. The very title of the series is... HUGE. Rather than incorporating real women and men into television shows and movies they have created an entirely separate series. I wonder how the public will receive this new entertainment. Will it give a voice to people who are most often ignored? Or will it patronize them? So far I'm going to go with undertones of the later. Few people will realize how condescending it is because it's fed to you in a nice, pseudo-liberal, cookie, package.

I think this is a very relevant question. Although we are starting to see more curvy women here and there in movies, on television, and in ads, it's only just sparingly. Will this be a fad that soon dies out such as the "Green" phase we are all going through?

The media affects us all. What women and men are chosen for certain roles to play in pieces of media affects us all in very subconscious ways if you are not literate enough in it. We create our media, but it also creates us. That being said, "The media" a general term for forms of technological mass communication has at this point become an entity all it's own. I see as just that despite considering myself media literate. I see all media as the same. Whether I am choosing to read, watch, or listen to it (pull media) or if it's being forced upon me (push media). All of the above most often don't portray my world view. I'm sure almost everyone could agree on that and as technology improves maybe that number will decrease. Our choice of programing diversifies and numerates every single day.

I'll stop myself there, because I could go on forever!

What are your opinions and thoughts on the above?

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Borderline

I heard this in Forever 21. Woah, right?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSaC-YbSDpo

Something in the way you love me won't let me be
I don't want to be your prisoner so baby won't you set me free
Stop playin' with my heart
Finish what you start
When you make my love come down
If you want me let me know
Baby, let it show
Honey, don't you fool around

Just try to understand
I've given all I can 'cause you got the best of me.

CHORUS:
Borderline … feels like I'm goin' to lose my mind
You just keep on pushin' my love over the borderline
Borderline … feels like I'm goin' to lose my mind
You just keep on pushin' my love over the borderline (borderline)
Keep on pushin' me, baby
Don't you know you drive me crazy
You just keep on pushin' my love over the borderline.

Something in your eyes is makin' such a fool of me
When you hold me in your arms you love me till I just can't see
But then you let me down, when I look around, baby you just can't be found
Stop driving me away, I just wanna stay,
There's something I just got to say

Just try to understand
I've given all I can 'cause you got the best of me.

REPEAT CHORUS

Look what your love has done to me
Come on, baby, set me free
You just keep on pushin' my love over the borderline (borderline)
You cause me so much pain, I think I'm goin' insane
What does it take to make you see?
You just keep on pushin' my love over the borderline.

Keep pushin' me, keep pushin' me, keep pushin' my love
(You just keep on pushin' my love over the borderline, borderline)
Come on, baby, come on, darlin', Yeah
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Faking optimism in hope

Look, I'm blogging! And it's going to be personal.

I want to write a really poignant blog right now, but I'm too taxed from pouring my whole heart into various letters and messages. I've lost a lot of dignity, but, through it I've honestly realized who I am as a person. And I can say that this person I've seen... is a person I really like. I may act irrationally at times. I may act on impulse and impatience. But through these flaws is a complete genuine sense of honesty, loyalty, and passion.

It's been a crazy few years with a lot of growing and changing my person around. I've had regrets in the past, but I have no regrets for the past year and a half or so. I have followed my heart. I have done what a 20 year old should be doing. This endless and lifelong debate over the difference between WANT and NEED. For me, this debate will be something I always struggle with.

I've found love through boys, through friends, through the environment I've put myself in. Some girls say that they view clothing as different costumes. I view where I live as just that. I have lived in different places and had different experiences and they each give me a different mask to wear. Yet, behind each mask is still the same old girl.

All I want out of life is love, happiness, and fun. But, everyone wants that, don't they?

I don't know where I'm going to find my happiness for the next few months. If you told me two years ago I'd be finding my life and happiness in Richmond, Virginia I would say you are full of it. I'm sure I'll be able to say that a year from now once again.

I am going to make the best of whatever happens. I am going to make the best out of whatever happens, because I want to continue my no regrets path. What happens, happens and all I can do is follow my own judgement and emotions. While tough times are tough, I know that it's not the end of the world. One day I will be whole again. Until then, I will do my best to live and let myself feel when I need to feel.

I'll get through whatever the world has in store for me. It may suck, but I know I'll be able to do it.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Friday, April 30, 2010

what is your fav poem ?

I'm a fan of Sonnet 130 by Shakespeare, When in disgrace with fortune by Shakespeare, and two tramps in mud time by robert frost.

Ask me anything

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Sonnet 130 by Shakespeare (A song)




Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red:
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak,--yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go,
My mistress when she walks, treads on the ground;
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

Monday, March 15, 2010

The question of sex appeal

Do I have it? Do the girls who would rather hang out and talk about music, pop culture, video games, and general nonsense have sex appeal? Do the girls who take less than a thought when it comes to getting ready have it?

That is a question unique to each different person, I'm sure.

Sex appeal is everywhere. I'm focusing on female sex appeal, mostly but this applies to men too. The picture of tall, slender yet toned scruffy men in magazines. Tall, slender, and curvy in just the right places (or nowhere) women all over the place.

How much sex appeal is too much and how much is not enough? There is that saying, "shake what your mamma gave ya" but... what If i just don't want to?

What If I would rather put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt than take an hour getting ready? Sex appeal: minimal. No matter how I look those girls that walk in completely done up will get the attention. Those are the "hot girls."

Eventually every person comes to terms with who they are. I could straighten my hair, take a little longer to get ready, and buy a few less t-shirts... but, then I wouldn't be having as much fun.

It's cool to get done up once in awhile and rake in all of the attention, but after some time it just gets old. I can only giggle at what some dumb random guy is saying for so long.

A really good example is parties. Richmond Parties. Moderate amount of people: lots of dudes and the few random group of girls floating around. Where do I mingle? With the guys I stand out because, well... I'm a girl. With a lot of the girls I stand out, because, well... There's only so much you can talk about before you get to topics that just don't cross the barriers. Worldwide girl topics that you stick to: Boys, Hair, Makeup, Clothing, Jewelry, Pop music, and bad television. Now, I like all of those things... But, only for so long.

It's like in this article I read in Psychology Today. There are things about yourself you are very aware about and there are blind spots that only other people can see. Maybe I am too self-aware. Or maybe I am not at all.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Sidney Bernard Raskind

My favorite man whore has decided to try and win a trip AROUND THE freaking WORLD! He needs votes, though. There is no registration required, all you have to do is just click a button. Vote and pass the link on!

http://www.worldtravelerintern.com/member/sidney-raskind/

Sincerely,
The girl friend.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Katsucon: The cons

There are two things that I hate very much.

1- People who think they can dance (but they can't)
2- People who think they are funny (but they aren't)

I have encountered this quite a lot here at Katsucon. I have some advice for all of you... If you can't dance then just admit to it and have a good time. Don't go jumping into the middle of the dance circle with your 50 cent rainbow glowsticks, writhing around pretending to rave. It makes Rave a joke. Rave culture has died down a lot, but somewhere it's still going on and when you do stupid shit like that you give it a bad name. Rave can be done well and despite popular belief NO not everyone can do it.

Another thing is... I learned of a new species of sorts. I'll call it the Nerd bro. It's a special breed of guys who THINK they are cool despite adorning a full Steam Punk costume. They drink, they heckle, and they laugh at their own lame jokes. Just... no.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Musical Coma

I'm in a musical coma! I've been full of song writing lately, however I can't bring myself to actually sing them. I can write them, I can find the chords to go with the lyrics, but I can't bring myself to sing them. Aloud at least... loud enough for anyone else but me to hear them.

That's not real practicing.

It's hard to do one of the things I find most personal in a place I'm not comfortable. When I'm playing music, it's for me and no one else. Back in New York, I knew my family could hear me and I didn't even like that. Yet, it was my room. My room. This is just a white box with paper thin walls and a door which doesn't do much but to conceal the eyes of what's really going on in here (most likely not much of anything).

I need to bring myself to sing out.

"if you want to sing out, sing out."

Shut it.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Please let it not BE!

A... A... A GYM BRO!!

*runs away shrieking*

Monday, January 25, 2010

Unfinished

I'm not quite sure how many people read this or not anymore, but either way here is an old poem of mine I found rather inspiring. And yes, that may quite possibly be conceited, but ah... nonetheless.

There's no reason to escape,
so I'm breathing in the new.

Despite our minds weak,
these hearts beat strong.

we ascend.
we ascend.
we ascend-

Into the sky that looks too blue,
with the birds that look too free.

Ignoring the doors that were once locked,
and the windows that were once shut.

Ignoring the blinds we set,
and the heat we withstood-

we descend.
we descend.
we descend-

Into hope.
Into fear.
Into this unknown familiarity.

Our busy minds cast aside,
we choose to follow that which keeps us.

That which keeps us
-in hope
-in fear
-in this unknown familiarity, soon to be further explored.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Proactive (the adjective, not the face wash)

I am pretty much acting and doing things EXACTLY the opposite of how I did it at Gordon College. I've met a handful of people already, however it's hard to tell whether or not I come off completely creepy...

So it goes. The second week of school starts tomorrow.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Tuesday January 19, 2010

I've been waiting for this moment for almost exactly a year. I moved into my place in Boston last year on January 17, 2009. Here I finally am at school again. A different school. Today is the first day of classes. I only have one, but tomorrow i feel is the real start. That's because tomorrow I have three classes back to back... let's see if I can get this sh*t done.

wooo collegeeeeee..... gotta make some friieeeends somehowww yeaaaaaaahhhh!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

My song. of now.

It's not the best, it's not the most poetic, but alas it is me. Here's the chorus of a song I'm working on. I may make a video of it, depending on how it works out on electric guitar. I've got the melody in my head- just not the actual... chords, etc.

The light of the computer-
so faint, so faint.

The slight of my pain is-
so faint, it's so faint.

I'm sitting here-
awake, awake.

Hoping and dreaming... of a better day.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Dear VCU administration,

I understand that you are running a very large operation here in Richmond, Virginia. There are two campuses and 32,000 Undergraduates. I am sure that each and every one of you receive hundreds of e-mails everyday from students, staff, and others alike. It must be annoying and frustrating to have to reply to all of these e-mails filled with most likely redundant and sometimes even trivial questions whose answers could be found elsewhere.

You, however, have forgotten one imperative part of being a part of the process of high education. It's not about you. It's about us, the students. We have chosen to come here to better ourselves in multiple facets of our lives and you are here to help us do this. Answering hundreds of e-mails from students is just one of the tasks you are called to carry out. Answering our questions is not trivial. It is important. You could go as far as to call it "customer service." You must have good customer service to create a warming environment. It may be more difficult to do this at a university as large as Virginia Commonwealth, however it is not impossible.

I can assure you that not one student is here because of the pristine environment created by the administration and teachers. We are here to learn, to have fun, we are here for the diversity, for the student life, and for the people. What is one thing that all of that has in common? All of those cultures are created by US and US alone.

You have some improvements to make, Administration. I am disappointed in you, however I will do my best to truck on. If there is one thing I have learned from this experience, as well as others... it's that if you want to succeed, you can only count on yourself to make it happen. Thank you for reassuring me of this, Virginia Commonwealth Administration.

Sincerely,
Concerned V#

Friday, January 8, 2010

5 for the trip. 9 for the move. 11 for classes.

It’s going to be weird dreams and little sleep until then. Probably after too. Probably until I make some friends. Probably until I go to the club fair and force myself to join one so I CAN make some friends. I may not even have a class in my major this semester :-?

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

The debauchery to come...

I will be starting school on January 19th... that is just about two weeks away. I will be driving down to school on January 13th... that is exactly one week away.

There are many new things I will learn about. U.S. Government, Chemistery, Mass Communications and Journalism are amongst them.

Most of all... I will be learning about people. I have been around many different types of people, however the majority of my time has been spent in my home town and at a small Christian college. That doesn't give me much to go on...

Here's to future exploits with people unknown.