Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Now Hear This...Konichiwa
It is unbelievably weird to go through a day and not be on the phone with Brett. It's so weird. I did get a call at 4 a.m. from him saying he was there and wow, you should have seen me. I was fast asleep but I woke right up and it looked like I was juggling the phone as if it were magma-hot, trying to answer it. I spell relief P-H-O-N-E-C-A-L-L-F-R-O-M-B-R-E-T-T.
In conclusion, I just thought I'd let my faithful readers (?) know that I won't be posting for a couple of weeks. This is because I will be living at Outback. But if you don't already, read:
Friday, December 24, 2004
All I want for Christmas is...
Not to mention - I'm trying to look for a job and save up for an apartment, but how the heck am I supposed to save up when all my money is going to bills...and that darn ticket? I recently made a list of all the things I'd need to move out. I didn't quite realize that I had nothing. I pretty much only have a table, four chairs and a microwave to my name (other than all the bedroom stuff). Oh well. I'll have a chance to work a lot here soon.
Brett leaves for Japan in four days and I'm so excited for him! I'm gonna miss him so much but he'll have a blast. I wish I could go to Japan. Now I won't feel so bad about talking about Europe so much. :)
Christmas is tomorrow! Y ay! Presents! I always enjoyed Christmas more when I was little but the one thing I like better now is the fact that I can sleep on Christmas Eve. Well I hope everyone has a merry Christmas and happy New Year! I'm out.
Sunday, December 12, 2004
"Congraduations!" -Brett Becker
Today is my graduation day. *cue the Pomp and Circumstance* On one hand I'm excited about it and on the other, I'm dreading it. It's three hours of virtually nothing. Yes I get to walk across the stage to accept my fake diploma (I believe the real one won't be arriving until February) and shake President Beggs' hand but my god I don't want to sit through a million other names. I really wish we did this Jayhawk-style. Every school stands up all at once and gets graduated en masse. It wouldn't be so bad if this was May. Because then, it would just be Elliott School [of Communications] grads. But in December, all the schools get together for one big ceremony. Oh well, there's free dinner afterwards. My biggest decision today is whether I want to go to Carrabba's (and get a 50% discount...hmmm) or to Joe Kelly's, this great seafood place out east which, coincidently, is where we went to after my aunt's college graduation. I remember that day vividly.
Well wish me luck - mainly that I won't trip and fall. You never know with me - I punched myself in the mouth last night. I am not making this up. Brett and I were at IHOP and I was going to put my coat on and my arm got caught and flung back up at my lip. It even bled! It was hilarious. Thank goodness you can't really see it from the front. And even if you look at it closely, it's just like I bit the inside of the corner of my mouth really really really really hard. But I digress...
Monday, December 06, 2004
Humane Society puppies and Professor Ranting
I meant to do this a long time ago but somehow didn't get around to doing it. Aren't they precious?? Six-week-old pit/shepherd mixes. I LOVE them!
So things have been crazy around here. I despise my Campaigns instructor still. Even worse. So this is the last week of classes, we have a huge presentation to do on Thursday. We had a five and a half hour group meeting last night to get everything done. We emailed it to Stene (instructor) today to see what he thought of it. He basically said, without actually saying the word, that my creative strategy sucked. Even though I ran all my ideas by him a few weeks ago and he liked them then. But now, they suck. I just got that information this morning - Monday. We were going to send everything off to the printer today so we'd have these nice books printed up for our presentation. But now, I have to redo my entire part. And I couldn't be more pissed off about it. I was so stressed out earlier I cried. DAMN him for making me that stressed out! Why couldn't he have told me this before? He should be fired. And by god if I had the time, I would start a petition and get every single person in his classes to sign it saying he should be fired and then present it to the dean. I hate him.