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(no subject) [Dec. 9th, 2007|03:34 pm]
Oh hey, 'sup seventy degree weather? Fancy seeing you here in Defuckingcember.

A kid just came in, couldn't have been more than ten or eleven... wearing nice khakis, a button-down shirt, well-groomed hair. He said "Excuse me, miss, do you take plastic?" When I said no, he snapped his fingers and said "Dang. Well, thanks anyway." and strode out of the store. It blew my mind. This kid is going to be forty for the rest of his life.
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(no subject) [Dec. 2nd, 2007|12:04 pm]
God damn it. I just googled 'overcoming bike fear' to see if I could find any tips for not freaking out on my new bike while riding on the street (because I'm really afraid of traffic). And almost all of the links were for self-motivation sites using bikes as symbols of overcoming fear, such as 'hey, remember that time when you overcame your fear of riding bikes at age six? Remember how you totally totally overcame it and are now super great at biking?' NO I FUCKING DON'T. DAMN IT. YOU ARE OF NO HELP TO ME, GOOGLE.
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(no subject) [Nov. 25th, 2007|02:25 pm]
Abysmal. I've been open for two and a half hours, and I've sold six popsicles. It's NEVER been even close to this bad. No wonder, though, it's in the 40s here! No one wants goddamn popsicles! I swear, I'm more like a security guard than a store clerk right now.
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(no subject) [Nov. 24th, 2007|03:12 am]
In less than twenty-four hours I will stop being a silly teenager and start being IN MY TWENTIES. What the fuck. Still, it seems like every other time I have a birthday I'm like, "ok, now THIS is old," and then it winds up being exactly the same and a year later I'm going, "wait wait, ok then, THIS is old." I hope I can keep doing that.
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(no subject) [Sep. 4th, 2007|06:29 pm]
Damn it, I have to take Poli 101 to get into the journalism school. AP Government gave me credit for Poli 100! Shit!

So, with the 5 semesters I have left, I need to take 3.2 major classes per semester, or 2.6 if I do summer school. That might work out better.
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(no subject) [Aug. 30th, 2007|11:51 am]
It's been a week and a half, and I think I have a fairly good handle on my classes... so it's time to blog about them like a big nerd. I'll put them in the order I first went to them.

Logic
This class is interesting- it's like reducing sentences to symbols and doing mathy stuff with them, and the prof is really fun and energetic and likes to say 'shit-ton' in class. But it moves so slowly, and so many people don't get it and need lengthy explanations, that I've been doing other homework in the class anyway. Even so, I like it enough that I might go on to the next level of the class just for the hell of it.

Moral Consciousness
Very cool so far. It's all about the mind-body connection in anthropology, so we're reading a lot of philosophy and anthro stuff, and the lectures are all pretty interesting. Each one is sort of a case study about a culture or subculture with a different perception of the body. We talked about a tribe who think of themselves as parrots, we did Descartes and 'I think therefore I am', and at one point there's going to be a lecture about transsexuals. Downside- I'm the only one in my recitation of 30 people who is an Anth major.

Anthropology of the Body and the Subject
Also about the mind-body connection, too bad it was sort of bullshit. One of the premises was that all modes of thought about the body are equally valid... so, for example, Chinese traditional medicine is just as legit as Western medicine. Forget what you know to be true about organ systems- Chinese medicine that ignores them in favor of chi flow is literally just as 'true', not only as a cultural practice, but actually 'true'. Also, the authors we read seemed almost like they HATED Western thought, despite being Westerners themselves. I can't accept a class that literally asks me to reject rational thought, so I dropped it.

Graphic Design
So far, this is the only class I'm worried about possibly falling behind in, which is actually pretty cool. We're learning Illustrator, InDesign, and Photoshop, and we'll have four big projects at the end of the semester. This class should be a lot of fun- I'm just going to have to practice a lot. I'm really looking forward to building up these skills and starting a portfolio. Also, I found out I can get those programs for $200 as a student, instead of the normal $900, which... HOT DAMN.

Chinese Culture
This class is just about Chinese historical legend, which is apparently integral to understanding Chinese idioms and traditions. It's really cool stuff, and it actually makes me want to learn more about Chinese history and possibly even take the language at some point. I'm slightly worried about the exams, though- all those Chinese names!
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(no subject) [Aug. 24th, 2007|05:57 pm]
I am so much fucking better off than I was last year, financially. With my refund check and paycheck, my weekly budget for food and so on is now $150. Last year it was fucking $30 plus food from the dining hall.

Moving out of the dorms, dropping my meal plan, and getting a job add up to the BEST DECISION EVER.
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(no subject) [Aug. 21st, 2007|05:50 pm]
I HAVE A FUCKING JOB, BITCHES! Carolina Brewery, hellz yeeeeeah

Unfortunately, this also means the end of an era... because, for the first time in over a year, I have to have normal hair again. I'm going to be working at a fairly nice restaurant, and they're hiring me on the condition that I redye. I'm totally willing to do it, but I'll miss having crazy hair.
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(no subject) [Aug. 9th, 2007|02:31 pm]
Interview
Carolina Brewery
Tuesday the 14th
3:00
DO NOT FORGET
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(no subject) [Aug. 6th, 2007|10:00 pm]
Ok, so, Yojimbo, 1951, samurai movie that inspired A Fistful of Dollars, etc etc.

The hero of the story saves a woman from the house of her captor/rapist and returns her to her husband and child. He tells them to run away, but they pause to bow in gratitude, and he utters what is possibly the greatest line ever:

"Stop it! I hate pathetic people! I'll kill you if you cry!"

Ahhhh awesome!
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(no subject) [Aug. 6th, 2007|07:56 pm]
Ass. I need a job.

ETA: This is almost completely unrelated, but I've made too many posts today. Anyhoo: I just learned of the existence of museum exhibit development firms. That sounds like one of the coolest jobs EVER. I mean, come on. It's got science and design and writing ALL TOGETHER! I think I need to look into this more, maybe.
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(no subject) [Aug. 6th, 2007|03:55 pm]
I got $50 for the rest of last year's school books, I have a bag of Kona coffee, I made my bed way more comfortable by getting rid of the saggy box spring, and I'm roasting a chicken using a Julia Child recipe. Woohoo!

I still haven't heard back from the place I applied to- I'll call tonight when the owner is in- but still, I'm in a pretty good mood. It's amazing how much better you feel afterwards if you just write down what's bothering you and let yourself cry over it.
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(no subject) [Aug. 5th, 2007|09:28 pm]
The closest drive-in theater to Chapel Hill is in Henderson, one hour away:
http://www.raleighroaddrivein.com/

If I can convince a group of friends to make the one-hour drive with me, I totally want to go sometime before it closes for the season in October. Also, when/if I get a new boyfriend, I'll probably try to convince him to go. I've always wanted to go on a date at a drive-in. It's just so iconic and fifties-y.

On a more angsty note, I was thinking of that saying- I wouldn't want to belong to any club that would want me as a member- and I thought... with the exception of the one guy who I did date and am still friends with, I wouldn't want to date any of the guys who have ever hit on me or expressed interest in me. So, I don't really know if anyone I would WANT to date would even be attracted to me, personality-wise or physically.

I don't know what to do. I guess I need to meet more guys, nice cool funny smart guys, and figure out how to become friends with them, and figure out how to let them know if I like them or not, and just stop being so goddamn awkward and stupid and arrrrrgh. And I know they say it'll happen when you stop trying to make it happen, but how can I possibly do that when I want it so badly? I can't stop thinking of every single guy I meet in terms of dateability. And I can't even just hook up with a random guy to get over it, because that's not what I want. I want someone I like and respect to like and respect me back, and THEN I want to hook up with them, damn it! Otherwise it's just pointless and stupid and no fun.
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(no subject) [Aug. 1st, 2007|05:13 pm]
Job interview! In two hours! Nervous! I need this job too, since right now I basically have $60 for the next two weeks or so. That's technically doable, but very much NOT fun. Especially because I need a haircut. Damn it.

Edit: The interview went well. I am cautiously optimistic. Oh and the owner loved my blue hair... see, this is why I love small businesses. Well, that, and dozens of other reasons.
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(no subject) [Jul. 23rd, 2007|11:00 pm]
I feel like I'm in limbo. I've just come back to Chapel Hill, and now I have a week here before my three-vacation spree (I think I have six days of non-vacation between July 28th and August 18th, or something like that)- but right now I'm just sort of waiting around. Waiting for the vacations, waiting to be completely moved out of Greensboro, waiting for school to start, waiting to see if I get all my classes, waiting to see if I get a job... I just sort of want it all to be here already.

Also, re: my last post, I may now have a friend's (single) DAD liking me. I don't anticipate it going beyond silent crush mode, but I'm pretty sure it's there, cause the friend thinks so too. I guess I'm flattered?
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(no subject) [Jul. 21st, 2007|01:11 am]
Since I broke up with Clayton, the dudes-hitting-on-me-in-any-serious-way-o-meter has zigzagged around, getting ever closer to the Acceptable Dude portion of the dial. Still with me on this metaphor? I hope so. Anyway. First it was Too Old Guy, which was just icky. Then, Too Young Guy, which was still icky, but at least he was technically in my age group. Next it was Correctly Aged Yet Skeezy Guy, who was basically a horny frat boy. And finally, there was Correctly Aged And Nice/Sweet But Not Attractive To Me Guy. If my calculations are correct, I should be hitting Extremely Attractive Yet Only Interested In Sex Guy soon, who will hopefully then be followed by Nice Attractive College-Aged Boy Who Likes Me Back. I'm closin' in, baby! Fingers crossed!
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(no subject) [Jul. 15th, 2007|12:52 am]
I'm feeling tired, unmotivated, depressed and generally useless. I need to go to bed, then spend tomorrow doing something productive. I think that cleaning my room and doing laundry will cheer me up, weird as that sounds.

I also need to get myself a fucking man, but I suppose that will have to wait. Ugh, it's gotten to where, every time I go somewhere new, my first thought is "maybe there will be boys there". I'm going to freaking NEW YORK CITY for the first time ever in two weeks, and, yep- I'm wondering if I will meet boys there. Good god, school cannot start fast enough. In school, there will always be boys. In school, I won't have to spend desperate lonely weeks between each new human contact. Fucking summer. Fucking Greensboro.
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Aha! Brief internet connection... [Jul. 10th, 2007|08:06 pm]
Shit! The train is now another hour late, and it might get later. So, it’s 7:30 as I write this, and it will be at least 9:15 before the damn thing arrives. Note that it was SUPPOSED to be here at 5:20. But it’s coming all the way from New York, and apparently on hot days they slow the trains down to… prevent… damage? Or something? Blah. I can’t post this as I write it, because I went back to the station, thinking the train would be here at 8:00… so now I don’t even have the internet to distract me. I do have a book. And half a burrito.

Shit.

In other news…

I’m not sure if the following actually happened the way I think it did. I could just be imagining things; my narcissism could, in theory, be that bad. But I am pretty sure that it did happen, and if it truly did, then it effing rocks.

I was walking back from the gelato place, and a city bus passed by me. It then pulled over to the side of the road- but there were no passengers there, in fact I’m not even sure it was a stop, and no one got out either, despite the fact that the doors had been opened. I didn’t see any passengers at all, in fact. But then, over the roar of the engine, I faintly heard someone inside yell what sounded, to me, like:

“I like your hair!”

And then, with a screech of brakes, the bus closed its doors and drove away.

God I hope that really happened.
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(no subject) [Jul. 10th, 2007|06:25 pm]
I'm in an italian restaurant/coffee shop, waiting out the two and a half hours between when I arrived in Durham via bus, and when the EXTREMELY LATE train is to arrive. I've still got an hour and a half to go. But damn if they don't have great gelato here, so it's all ok. The place is Piazza Italia. Check it out if you find yourself in Durham for whatever reason. (The actual food looks pretty good too, but it's expensive.)

Also, I bought a really nice mirror to go over my dresser from the thrift store. Only downside: when we took it outside in the rain, it became clear that it had been varnished with like fucking watercolors or something. Whatever it was, it didn't even ATTEMPT to not dissolve all over the fucking place. The mirror still looks fine, but our hands and Clayton's car seats required some serious cleaning.

I found a church in Chapel Hill that is closing down and giving away its pews. Kate and I really kind of want one to go in our living room. They're seven feet long and covered in vividly orange upholstery and they have little crosses on the sides. Clayton thinks they're ugly, but we think he just doesn't appreciate our totally avant-garde decorating sense. So there. Ass. (Also, it turns out that Company is doing a play in the spring with a scene that takes place in a church. COINCIDENCE! So they're going to take a couple of pews, too.)

I'm going to apply to Jan's House. I might even take third shift. Wheeee stoners!
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(no subject) [Jul. 2nd, 2007|01:44 pm]
I'm having no luck finding another summer job, but I just found out I got hired for the blog writing position I applied for! It's a humor/news blog for UNC, run by a company that runs similar blogs for several universities. Check it: http://blogs.theu.com/ They needed people to contribute three times a week and edit user posts- and they pay $1000 per school year. So my school books are as good as paid for, not to mention the fact that this looks great on my resume.

Also, I got hit on for the first time since Clayton and I broke up (not counting the old man at the car wash). Huzzah! The fact that the guy was extremely fratty and kind of annoying- and the fact that the hitting-on took place in some dude's basement dungeon- only slightly dampens my joy. AND Christine and Riley just got back from their one-month and twelve-month trips to Russia and Cleveland, respectively. Basically, this is just a good week. Even if I still don't have a real job.
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