Stolen from spirit_of_fyre

1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. List (and upload, if you feel like it) 5 songs that start with that letter.
3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.

1. Lovefool - The Cardigans
2. Love Like Winter - AFI
3. Lifelight - Andy Hunter
4. LUCY - ANNA TSUCHIYA inspi' NANA (BLACK STONES)
5. Last Hope - Apocalyptica
 

God knows how I wil figure out the next few weeks - I think I agree withkatenator when she says the next few weeks will be chaotic.

 - Decided to apply to grad school to pursue a Master's in Library and Information Sciences.  I need to ask for letter of recommendation in the next week and work on essays and resumes, since the first application is due on the 1st of March (oi yoy yoy).  Speaking of which, I am looking for work in the areas of librarianship and perhaps secretarial - just because I want some work experience - so if anyone knows someone that knows someone, could you please send some contact information my way?  It doesn't have to be regarding a job, necessarily - people with relevant advice are good contacts too.

 - First paper for my Media and Culture class is due this next Friday.  The topic is advertising campaigns. Whee...

 - Thesis is due on the 20th of February.  It's done and finished, but I have been neglecting my revisions for the last few weeks.  It's not that I don't plan to get to them, I just prefer to do things in chunks, I suppose.

That said, I really need to find some sort of motivation to do my work.  I have gotten kind of lazy because I am not taking as many credits this semester, and that's starting to bother me.  I NEED NEED NEED NEED for senioritis to not step in for another month or so...at least until I am done with grad school apps, because if those don't get done, I will be very upset with myself. :P

Sidenotes:

 - "Hercules: The Legendary Journies" is quite silly.  I have forgotten how much I love the '90s.
 - "Tropic Thunder" was pretty funny, just as I had been told.  Glad to have seen it on DVD though - don't think it would have been worth the $8 to go see it.
 - Started "Wolf's Rain" and was unsuccessful in trying to plow through the first half of it.  We'll see how much more I get watched before I conk out for the night.
 - Re-vamped the icon selection because I went on a rampage of icon stealing again.  I should really get a paid account, but I can't justify it...especially since I think my mother would want to know why...

I can't believe it's 12:30...sheesh. Where did the time go?

OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY

Super cracked out idea:

Lolita fanmix!

[This is the part where the reader is gives me a desparaging look, raises an eyebrow, and stares at the computer screen in mute horror]

I think this was born mostly out of boredom and the fact that recently I have had a slew of creepy stalker songs stuck in my head.

Plese don't ask or attempt to wonder how that works.

I have some songs that I was thinking about and some sort of order in mind, but it needs some tweaking...help katenator</lj> ?

1. Viva Forever - The Spice Girls
2.  [Creepy Playground Stalker song that is also escaping me at the moment] Aqualung - Jethro Tull
3. I Touch Myself - Divinyls
4. Every Breath You Take - Sting
5. Invisible - Clay Aiken
6. Missed Me - The Dresden Dolls
7. I Will Always Love You - Whitney Houston

Suggestions? 

EDIT:  So I finally found the songs I was looking for - horray!

Track listing, then, is as follows:

1. Touch - Naked
2. Viva Forever - The Spice Girls
3 Aqualung - Jethro Tull
4. Faded - Soul Decision
5. I Touch Myself - Divinyls
6. Smooth Criminal - Michael Jackson
7. Every Breath You Take - Sting
8. Invisible - Clay Aiken
9. Missed Me - The Dresden Dolls
10. I Will Always Love You - Whitney Houston

Did I miss any creepy stalker songs? Anyone?

I really like tea.  Tea can be very good and promote calmness and peace and all that zen stuff.

However, tea can also be bad.

Sometimes, you drink bad tea.  And you know that it's bad tea, but the majority of the time ou keep drinking it anyway - at $3 a cup, I usually do, and I don't know if it's because I feel bad for wasting my money or because I think it will start to taste better the colder it gets, but it will get drunk one way or another.

Bad tea can be purchased/consumed either a) on purpose or b) inadvertantly.

In the case of (a), one may be browsing the selection in a store or online and upon seeing the bad tea think one of two things: "I've tried that tea before and it is bad.  I am not going to buy it." or "I've tried that tea before but I am willing to give it another shot on the offchance that it was not brewed long enough last time."

In the case of (b), the tea was perhaps recommended by a friend with the best intentions or perhaps sounded like it would taste good, but ended up not being what you expected.  Then, unfortunately, you are left with bad tea that niether you nor anyone you know wants to drink and it gets pushed back and back behind the hot cocoa and in theory, forgotten.

On the other hand, sometimes you just need to drink the bad tea. 

It may not get better the more you drink it, but at least you are willing to keep trying.  Not giving tea a chance to prove itself means that somene's labors somewhere that went into harvesting those tea leaves went to waste.

This concept can also apply to coffee, if you aren't much of a tea person.

Okay, I'm done blathering incescently about nothing.  I'll let you go back to whatever it was you were doing.

Yes, I know it's nowhere near Halloween (cosplay every other month of the year is pretty damn close though), but I finally got done with SOMETHING related to my thesis, which is going to be a series of journal entries about one girl's college experience living in the dorms and the people she meets. It's pretty rough right now, but I'm hoping that getting the first drafts done now will yield better final drafts later.

The following story takes place during Halloween of Kari's (the main character/writer) freshman year. It is based (as)loosely (as possible) on real events: Kari gears up for her first Halloween celebration, but something else is lying beneath the festive exterior.

I can't complain because I brought this on myself, but after typing out a sort of outline for my thesis, I'm tired just looking at all of the things I want to write about - and I had to cut stuff out.

If your interested, It's going to look something like this:

Moving ooks me out.  Yeah, I know 'ooks' isn't technically a word, but if Milton can make up words, why can't I (besides the fact that he is a writer and I am not)?

I moved out of one on-campus apartment and into a dorm apartment yesterday and I'm really paying for it this morning.  It took me from about 9:30am (when I got my key) to about 9:00pm (when I turned the oven off 'self-clean' after over an hour and then turned in my key) to get everything down three flights of stairs, up another three flights of stairs to the opposite end of the building (from where I came in) to the new place. Some of the stuff wasn't that hard to move, but I daresay that I am not going to me moving my black desk organizer by myself again because that was probably the heaviest thing.  Some of the other boxes were big, but they were more awkward to carry than they were heavy.

I still have until next Friday before my roommates come back from their choir trip, and for sure on the 26th there is another girl moving in with me.  There is also suppossed to be a track girl coming too, but I don't know when (who will move out on June 30th), and another girl coming on June 13th-ish.  So, good news: I won't be completely by myself, I guess. Being alone is nice, but there is only so much work I can do before I start to notice the silence, which freaks me out because then I start hearing things....I plan on doing some exploring this summer when I get the chance so that I'm not working myself up over the tons of stuff that I have to do before the end of the summer.

I'm really glad I have this job as Orientation Co-Coordinator, I'm just praying that I can get on the ball and get everything done, especially since at the moment, we are not exactly on schedule.  My partner and I are gettin some assistants, though, which will make it nice because we can delegate out tasks. I just have to keep telling myself that I can do this and that things will start to work themselves out.

I really hope that I can get some help moving back into fall housing at the beginning of August....

If you know me, this isn't the date you think it is; it's a different one.

If you don't know me and even if you do, 

I guess the professor assumes that we all know each other well enough to tell each other what goes on when we skip class and isn't the type to email you and tell you, 'oh by the way,' since, well, we should be able bodied enough to take care of it.

I think I sat through the presentation screaming 'FUCK! FUCK!" and panicing about what the hell I was going to have to stand up there and bullshit and for how long I could manage the ruse.  Can you tell I've never done this before?

So after the first guy got done presenting, they tired to hook the computer up to the projector and since they were having so much trouble with it, the prof asked if any of us WEREN"T using the computer.

Yeah, that's just me.

I raised my hand timidly and the prof asked if I would like to go while they figured out the computer problem.  I'm not about to say no, nor am I going to admit that I have nothing prepared becasue I didn't know about the presentations, so I consent.  As I'm walking up to the front of the classroom, I' m flipping through my notebook trying to find a night where I took notes on something, anything and I came across my notes about fantasy versus reality in Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

Ta~~~~da~~~~~!

I got up in front of the class, set my notebook down on the podium next to me, and basically talked about reality and how it is presented in plays for ten minutes (one of the girls timed me).  After that we took a break to go try and find a tech person to help us with the computer and as soon as the prof was out of the room, one of the guys sitting next to me applauded.  "Nice job!" he says to me.  "I never would have been able to get up there and do that!"  I was pretty pleased with myself, but at the same time, REALLY glad it was over.

Granted, the presentation was only worth a quiz and I oughtn't have worried so much about it, but my bullshit DOES count for some sort of 'win', no?

But yeah, never doing that again...