NoVa-cation

The end of the semester pretty much played out like this:


And getting on the Dean's List was pretty cool too I guess.

Just arriving home (sleepily) this morning after a couple days at Ryan's house in Woodbridge. Overall I think it was good and good for us. A tally of events:

-Witnessing at least three fist bumps from Mr. Grumberg
-Hanging out with this guy in DC at the Natural History Museum:

-Scattegories
-Watching this VHS:


-Watching my first episodes of Golden Girls with Ryan and his mom (Sophia was my favorite):


-Plus: ice skating, Sunflower, and eating home-made cookies as well as drinking a lot of Mountain Dew. And receiving a goody-bag on my way out.


It's crazy to think about last year at this time, Ryan came to my Christmas party and brought cookies. And now we are ice skating. Crazy.



PS: Happy birthday Abbz!!! I used your name as a nickname that starts with A during Scattegories!

No Sign of Love Behind the Tears

It's good to be back! It feels weird being home for too long. And that makes me feel bad. But overall it was an okay trip. Experiencing TV was a nice break.

Two weeks left, then party, then Christmastime. I think I'm going to go ice skating.

Next semester will probably be the best for my entire college career, so I should enjoy it. For the first time I won't have Friday classes, and I should have a radio show that day. My classes are...

Major Film Genres
Psychology 101
Cultural Anthropology
Ethnographic Film
Screenplay Writing

I kind of have it easy these next two weeks, I just have to study. I really want to enjoy them, things will be very different soon.



I've been listening to that new Beyonce song a lot. And this Springsteen video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YVIiLrpVWl0

I Live Now, Only With Strangers

I love my family, especially my mom's side. I genuinely enjoy them. This is a great time of year if for no other reason than because I get to see them so close together, on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I think I'm going to attempt to cook the tofurkey this year; a daunting task. Then after Thanksgiving I'm going to my mom's house for the rest of break. I love her. The Christmas tree goes up the day after Thanksgiving at her house. I bet we will make homemade Chex Mix.

All this cuteness will be happening before my eyes in two weeks!

Boys Becoming Men, Men Becoming Wolves

Halloween is approaching. I really like this holiday, though I never dedicate enough time or energy on a good costume. This is what I've decided on for this year:



Which should be good since I already had the shoes.

School is going well, I'm sort of in a lull period, post mid-terms, but before all the end of the semester papers and presentations. Soon I have to register for Spring classes; it's scary to think how soon that semester is. And then, what it will be like after.


It's getting pretty cold, I'm already wearing long underwear.

I Suppose He Had a Private Sort of Greatness

Tonight's feature:



I can't wait till I'm 24 and I'm writing, directing, producing, and starring in what is widely considered the greatest American film ever made.

I could be an Orson, right?


Though the torment of three tests and a paper for Monday is over, I still can't unwind. Going home this weekend might help. It has been quite too long since I've seen my two best friends. Cam and Alex: hush, now. The agonizing weeks are over and we can soon bask in the days which are two weeks before Halloween. Every year, two weeks before Halloween... I think some kids go missing at Beverly's Mill. Something like that.

In other news, I need to invest in purple handlebar tape.

Mama, You Been On My Mind

Today I didn't get all the work done that I would have liked, but Ryan took me out to lunch. On Thursday I bought him orange lilies.


I am obviously very protective.

Sometimes I think I think too much about pasts. There are times when I plan the present by imagining how it will appear in the future as the past. I should probably forget that I have any control whatsoever and just, as some might say, do the damn thing. One life to live.