The fact that my roommate is watching loudly watching Dane Cook with her boyfriend while I have a paper to write is highly annoying since she knows I detest both Dane Cook and her boyfriend. Well, I don't think she knows about the boyfriend hatred. But wlekjfdskljf. He seriously looks like Voldemort. How would you like to wake up to see naked Voldemort across the room from you every morning? I do not think you would like it. And I do not like it. I really do like my roommate but her boyfriend is the worstttttt.

I have so much to do. I just needed to rant. I'm going to get back to my paper and studying and dying.

( The last time two NYC teams won a championship was in 1986: Giants and Mets )

After we won we all took a victory lap around campus and it was so joyful to rub it in all those New Englanders' faces. God, I hate New England sports. I think I may actually almost hate the Sox more than the Yankees.

Now the Mets have a desperately-needed amazing pitcher and Spring Training starts in 11 days. I can't fucking wait. :) I am suck a dork.

All I want to do right now is go to sleep, but that is not possible because I am at work. I work at the library, which is actually pretty brilliant because it's basically next door to by building and I can leave at 3:59 and make it in time for my 4:00 shift. Today, however, I am stuck in the basement. When I am upstairs in circulation or media, it is busy enough that I don't get bored, and yet I can still get some work done. In the basement, however, especially at the beginning of the semester, there is literally no one around. It is cold and I am alone. I lied. There is one man who looks about 50 with reddish and rapidly disappearing hair who is on the computer here 24/7. He has the most disgustingly hacking cough I have ever heard. I cringe every time I hear it. He sits and goes on message boards from the time the library opens to the time it closes. I can kind of see what message board he's on, and I googled the name of it and came up with tons of sites about chatrooms for str8 Jamaican men who like to talk about sex. I am disturbed by this man.

( Here's my schedule for this semester: )

It's thrilling. My Fiction professor is an absolute goddess. My Honors professor is Dutch and has the thickest glasses and most rad accent. My French professor is insane but I'm actually learning for once, unlike all those wonderful years back at the fine establishment of Smithtown High School West. American Art is fucking amazing I'm obsessed with it. I don't know about Sociology yet because my professor didn't actually show up for the first class. Some random person came in and pretended to be teaching the class and did this icebreaker thing; it was wonderful.

I love being back at school. I love the library when it's quiet and that strange man is not hacking up a lung. Baltimore is super-chouette. I can't wait to go abroad; I think about it all of the time. I have been looking up ways to make money while traveling so I will be able to putz around the world after I graduate. Majoring in something only because it will make you money is a waste. Not that I have ever entertained the idea of majoring in something that will make me money. It's okay though. I am going to be a vagabond! Exciting. I am going to go read some Augustine so I won't have it hanging over me all weekend.

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I'm at work and the random haiku generator has passed the time for a half hour, but I still have two hours to go. I enjoy my job, actually, but I would like to be getting work done right now. But all I have is this library-owned laptop, so none of my shit is on it. And my books are in my room. Also, I doubt I would be doing work even if I had any with me to do.

My head is cold because I didn't have time to dry my hair. The snow is already basically gone, leaving very wet grass everywhere. I faceplanted on my way to the library. One more day of classes! Then four finals. :( My life is boring yet wonderful. I've been thinking a lot about study abroad and I'm about 90% set on Montpellier, France. I can't wait for Christmas. I can't wait for my paycheck. I'm going to try to save half of it but the chances of that happening are slim.

Just back from seeing Eric Hutchinson and oh my GOD I am obsessed. I loved him before but now it is out of control. I'm definitely going to try to see him over break in the city. But he SPOKE to me during the show and it was fucking brilliant. He said, "This is your first show? I'm Eric, what's you're name?" And I said, very suavely, "Katie," and he said, "welcome to the show," and waved at me and I promptly died. Also, he called John out and said he was lame within 5 minutes of coming on stage and gave Nancy Sue the most adorable look I have ever seen. What are the chances that he would spot out three of us? It was amazing. He is even better live than on his CD. I apologize that I am the most pathetic person of all time. But when it comes down to it I am nothing but a sad and sorry being.

It is December, French was canceled, Eric Hutchinson changed my life, and this has been the most wonderful day ever. :)

I got my first A on a paper for Martha's class! I am beyond excited about this because this paper took me so fucking long and I was convinced it was shit. Also, I've gotten a C- and C+ on my last two papers, and this one counts double, so yay. Of course I have another paper for Martha due tomorrow that I haven't even thought about yet sooo my grade will likely be down again. Oh well!

My Psych paper was decent, as was the Stats test I took this morning. At this point I'm over it. One class and one paper stands in my way of a week off and I cannot wait. I never thought I would miss Long Island. Even though Baltimore is 2039483 times better, I'm still glad to be going home for a bit.

I found out I'm going to Fries (read: freeze), Virginia for my Spring Break Outreach trip. It should be amazingly awesome. Also, I got a job at the library starting next week. So I will no longer be quite so poor. It's only 8 hours a week, though, so it's not too much, but still. I'll take anything I can get. The library is about 10 steps away from my building so that's pretty sweet.

Went to D.C. last weekend to see Jon and my dad and it was quite a good time. I visited all of our old Model UN haunts (Potbelly's/Dupont Circle Metro/gay bookstore/etc.) and went to the zoo and saw the Turner exhibit at the National Gallery and it was seriously wonderful.

This is possibly the most boring entry of all time, but my life is fairly boring. And stressful. And yet awesome.

I'm sick and it sucks. On the other hand, Project Runway 4 start tonight, and ohmygod what could be better? Answer: nothing. Also, I have to classes tomorrow because my writing seminar was cancelled, which is brilliant and just what I need. I have two more papers and a test before Thanksgiving Break, but it's looking sort of doable. My research paper for Psych is halfway done and I'll hopefully finish it during my day off tomorrow. Aaand I'd rather not discuss my Ancient World paper because it will undoubtably suck.

St. Mary's makes me happy. There are two fourth graders, Eric and Aaron, that I'd been with every week and they're so chill. I'll miss them. I hope they don't become obnoxious like all the middle school kids. Then two younger girls, JaLena and Arnay, are so fucking adorable going on about about this 'bling' they have that, after two days of wearing it, will cause your wish to come true.

I have to go to my radio show now. Hopefully John won't stab me for fucking everything up again. :|

So despite my horrible registration time, I got all of the classes I wanted for next semester. My times aren't exactly what I wanted, but at least no more 8 AM Stats! Or any more math for the rest of forever!

Intermediate French - MWF 10-10:50 - ?
Honors: Medieval to Renaissance - MWF 11-11:50 - Valkenburg
Emperical Rhetoric: Writing Fiction & Poetry - MWF 2-2:50 - Purpura
Societies and Institutions - W 3-5:30 - Peyrot
American Art: Art for Democracy - TTH 1:40-2:55 - Headley

So I only have one class on Tuesday/Thursdays yet again, and I'm pretty happy about it. I wanted to get Societies and Institutions on T/TH (and NOT from 3-5:30, which is going to be death. And I've heard the professor is sort of psycho. But at least Mary's with me for it.), but I can live with what I have I guess. And I wanted French at 1:00 instead of 10:00, but that's fine too. Wednesdays are going to suck, but then again Wednesdays always suck and I guess it's good to get all the suckage over with on one day. At least I think I'll like all of my classes.

Anyway, I'm going to go to the FAC and attempt to get in shape. Then spend the next three hours on my paper for Ancient World. Then The Office!! And pizza. And hilarity. And then Friday and then the weekend, which promises to be wonderful as usual. Yay life. :)

Baltimore on Halloween? Insanity. If we have the 2nd-biggest Halloween even in the country then I would like to see what beats it.

( me + roommate + borat )

Also, I'm obsessed with this song. Sondre Lerche + Regina Spektor ftw, seriously. I remember Steph giving me a Sondre Lerche CD in Earth Science in 9th grade and becoming obsessed.

P.S.:

2,093 / 50,000 (4.2%)

You'd think after three years of NaNo I'd know not to do this to myself again. :|

As far as school goes, I am fucked. I have so much to do and no time and I wasted the past few weeks doing nothing except putz around Baltimore and have a generally awesome time. So basically I just have to be hardcore for a little while to make up for it. My Ancient World paper is going to bite me in the ass. As is the reading I have to do for Seminar. I hate Honors. And yet, I sort of love it.

In other news: is anyone going to be in the city (and I mean THE city -- New York -- not Baltimore) this Saturday? We're going to the Met for this Honors thing and I'm gonna have about 7 hours to kill if anyone wants to organize getting lunch/dinner/wandering/shopping/bumping into me on a street corner for a minute or two. I'm thinking I'll be wandering around the museums/Central Park/Union Square between 12 and 7 so maybe I'll see people! At any rate I want to show my cool college friends the wonders of The Strand so I am massively excited because that place is heaven.

DUMBLEDORE IS GAY.

That is all.

Doing laundry makes me hate people. In my dorm they are like vultures when it comes to washing machines.

Things are good here. Actually, they are excellent. Besides the laundry. Annapolis last weekend was heavenly. I love that town and need to visit more often. I may be going to Delaware in a few weeks with Cassie? Not sure.

I only have one class on Thursday and it was cancelled. So I moved my flight home Thursday night up to tomorrow night, thus extending my fall break. Yay! And I hope it is cold in New York because it's ridicuously warm in Maryland.

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This is the nerdiest thing ever but I love mail. I got a letter from my Grandma today and it was awesome.

In other news, I also love Loyola and life in general. There is another hypnotist tonight and we're going to Iguana after I think. Although I may opt to go into Towson instead because Iguana = mad money. Which I don't have. I need to go to the FAC now so bye.

Soooo I'm obsessed with Schuyler Fisk and for the past two days it's all my roommate and I have listened to. Tomorrow Eric Hutchinson, The Deep End, and Eva Castillo are playing at 8x10 downtown and I am dying to go. If it works out it will be my first real concert since seeing Raffi (known best for Bananaphone, a classic).

I had this stuff called naked juice today and oh my god, so good. And it is "naturally" caffinated so it made me very awake for my 8am class. I started looking at potential classes for next semester and I am pumped. If I get all the classes I want I will be pumped. Although I doubt that will happen and I will probably be stuck with another 8am. But it's okay! I'm in a super mood, I think it's the naked juice.

The Office is next week!! Possible highlighter party tonight? Craig's Fest aka nine hours of drunkenness and electrical bulls (or so I hear) tomorrow? Four guys just walked into my room carrying a cardboard cutout of a man-sized penis and asked what I thought of it and I said it was very realistic. Time for lunch with Shannon and Kait at Boulder, woohoo.

Everyone must have heard about the Jena 6, but I haven't heard much about it in LJland. This surprises me because everyone on LJ seems to enjoy a conflict. But anyway, on September 20 (today) everyone's wearing black in support. I wanna go to a rally downtown but everyone's too busy to come, which saddens me. Sometimes I wish life was more like American Dreams, where people gave up whatever they had to do to stand up for things and go to protests. But I guess homework takes priority?

When I think of Harry Potter it makes me both ridicuously happy and ridiculously sad. How pathetic am I?

So I'm volunteering at St. Mary's and tutoring kids there. I went for orientation today and I think it's gonna be a good time. I felt like a good person and got a free t-shirt so it was pretty kickass. I also went to the FAC and finally ate a cookie today. I've been wanting a real chocolate chip cookie for weeks now and I was in Primo's and saw one and even though I'd been attempting to eat healthy today I had to have it. So good. But fuck man, I eat so much shit. Not that I care about the weight, but I just feel gross about it.

Oh, and I had my first two tests today and totally rocked them. I did the wrong homework for French, but it turned out that the homework I did was the test. Like the same exact thing. And I'd looked up all the answers about five minutes before class so I was golden. And then in Ancient World I thought I was gonna bomb -- I only definitely knew two answers out of ten. But I got six of my guesses right. Fucking awesome.

All in all, a superb day. Everyone should: 1) watch Gossip Girl and 2) wear black tomorrow.

I miss some things about home, like the Mets and the quiet. And having time to do things like read the books I want and write what I want. I brought some books from home, and when I opened Goblet of Fire the other day just to look up a quote I felt this huge sense of relief to be looking at words that weren't written by dead Greek men. I have one of those widgets on my computer with my Mets scores every day, but it's not the same. I miss seeing them every night. Is that weird?

That isn't to say I don't like college -- I love it. I do miss a lot of things from home but I wouldn't consider myself homesick at all. I'm just so busy all of the time and have way more work than most of my friends here and yet already, in the third week of school, find myself procrastinating as bad as I did in high school. In French I keep forgetting that it's a real class now, not the one I cut everyday to go to Anderson's. In my Honors classes I love the discussion and yet want to stab myself because there is so much fucking reading. I have to read all of The Tomb of Agamemnon by 1:00 tomorrow and I haven't even started it. Tonight I just needed to do nothing so I did that.

Last night I went to a huge party at a frat in Hopkins and it was a good time. I'm not really into the bar scene, which is big here, but I've only been to Reefers so far and that was sketchy so I may try another bar and see if it's better. I like hanging out with everyone in the dorms and just fucking around much more than going out and getting dressed up and spending a million dollars on cabs. Oh my god, at the frat party the floor was coated in about a foot of beer and by the end of it everyone's feet and shoes were black from the ankles down. Disgusting. And yet fun.

I have class at 8 tomorrow. Time for bed.

Goals for tonight: finish my work for Stats and Honors Seminar and read another book of Iliad. I'm actually impressed with myself as far as how much work I'm getting done. I was in the Honors Lounge for a while reading the Iliad and oh man, if I were to walk into the Room of Requirement? It would BE the Honors Lounge. Walls of lovely books and all the magazines I always want to read but never have the money to subscribe to. And computers with Internet that actually works and a TV (something I am sorely missing in my room) and wonderful couches and pillows and a gorgeous view of the best part of campus and lots of quiet.

Well really I suppose it's not all that but I was just so psyched to have some actual silence for the first time in weeks that I sort of had the rose-colored glasses on. But it is still wonderful.

Today there was a poster sale and I got mini poster things of The Beatles (surprise), Audrey Hepburn, Johnny Depp, David Beckham, a Vermeer painting, a picture from WWII, and a picture of turn-of-the-century New York. Aaand Beckham's basically naked in his picture, something I quite enjoy. Not in a weird creepy way.

Jury's still out on whether I'm going to like French and Psych or not, but I definitely adore my Honors classes despite all the work and I'm pretty sure I hate Stats, mostly because it's at 8. But it's okay. Honestly I just love it here, I can't say it enough. Tomorrow = one class and Orioles/Sox game! And a shitload of Iliad reading. We already have a paper on the Iliad due Thursday and have to finish the book before then AND we have other reading from this atlas thing. Well fuck.

So classes started today and I already have a shitload of work. I only had my Honors Seminar and Piano and I have four reading assignments, including all of the Iliad (which is due in four days). Plus I have to practice piano pretty much every day and have to go through this whole ordeal to get access to the practice room and I have to do a lot of shit to get a car so I can drive to St. Mary's cause I'm gonna be volunteering there and I have like 23498029384 meetings with professors and random people to "get to know" me. And I have four more classes tomorrow! But it's okay because I LOVE college. I love everyone I've met and even the things I've done that I didn't like so much were good to experience. My Honors Seminar, which I thought was gonna be discussion of boring essays is actually mostly us doing creative nonfiction kind of writing, which I adore. Me and my roommate redecorated yesterday and it was good times. Things are moving fast and it's absolutely crazy but I love it. I'm going to two baseball games this week and baseball games are one of my favorite all-time things to do. Even if it's not the Mets. And speaking of the Mets, yay Pedro! But mostly yay Endy! He is my favorite player. Tied with Beltran and Reyes. The only bad thing about college so far is not being able to watch the Mets every day. But I can handle it. It's actually a good thing cause I'm so busy already I'd probably fail out of life if I spent time watching them. I'm rambling and I should go get some work done so I'm going to do that. P.S. everyone needs the newish Matt Nathanson CD, it is so much wonderfulness. P.P.S. It's September which means the fourth season of The Office is soooooon!

The summer is just. dragging. on.

That isn't to say it's not enjoyable, because it is. And I love my friends. I'm ready for a change of scenery. Why does it seem that all I do is talk about how I want to leave. I'm afraid college isn't going to live up to the standards I've set for it.

Having the house to myself for two days was simply wonderful. It was like I was a grown up. This week I saw Hairspray and Becoming Jane and adored them both. Said goodbye to my piano teacher after ten years of lessons. Also, A Rod makes me angry.

I'm looking forward to working the booster club camp next week because it'll give me something to do. Also, I'm going to make $500. I remember when I used to fucking love that sport. But then, I was playing a little with my cousin this summer and found that it made me somewhat happy. So maybe my hatred of volleyball was only temporary. I really thought it wasn't just because of a certain coach who shall remain nameless but maybe it was.

Welllll my life has to be one of the least exciting experiences of all time. i need desperately to read stuff for school. But instead I'm going to reread shoebox. :|

I just got back from camping at Indian Lake and I am tan and mildly sunburnt. Being up there gives me a very zen sort of feeling, probably because there is nothing to do up there but swim and read and think.

Less than three weeks until college and I am very mixed about it. I think I'm ready for it to come, but I'm glad to have the time left that I do. I'm going away again next week which I don't want to do because I'd rather not miss time with everyone, but it's okay.

Tom Glavine just got his 300th win and it has made me all happy. Because I love him and the Mets and baseball makes me joyful. I miss playing sports. It's still weird to think that I've been on some team or another from the time I was three and now that's all over.

Cassie's party was a good time. I got life lessons from the only slightly inebriated older sisters of my best friends and spent quality time with some people I'm going to actually miss a month from now. I actually like where I am at the moment, and everything's about to change. Typical.