6 AM babble

Hi. It's 6 AM. I have not slept. This is the second essay I've written in the past two days. This art history one is really kicking my ass. It's supposed to be 6-8 pages. I've been up all night and so far I've only written four three and a half pages. That's it. Ugh, I am so bad at art history papers. I honestly don't know what I was thinking when I signed up for this class. I adore the subject, but I just can't stand it in an academic setting.

Today marks the last day of April. So I kind of sucked at BEDA this year, but sorry. Like I've said before, it's not that I'm too busy, it's more that I just don't know what to say. Blogging used to be really easy for me; I'd come up with topics all of the time. The past year or so, however, I've just been completely out of ideas. When I do finally come up with something, it's usually in some strange setting and by the time I get the chance to write a post, I've either forgotten it forever or it seems dumb. I want to make quality posts, but I can't. Blogging god, why have you foresaken me?

This is the second all-night I've ever pulled. I really despise all-nighters. Last time I did it, I was super cranky the next day. I treated people meanly and didn't even realize it. I'm not joking; I seriously had no idea that I was acting mean until everyone told me. Then I felt awful. I'll try to control myself today.

I was also amazed at how forgetful I was. I was taking notes, and then halfway through writing something I would completely forget what I was writing.

Still have to finish this paper. Woe is me. Maybe I'll take a two hour nap, then wake up and finish it.

Last week of classes. God help me.

Here's a picture idk.

May this semester end

A lot of people are finishing their semesters this week. I'm not. I'm finishing next week, and then I have exams. I won't get to come home until May 16th at the earliest.

My brain is fried. I can't think anymore. I had so much work due this week. So much reading, so many papers, so many presentations. Tomorrow I have a French test. It's 11 PM and I just can't get myself to study.

I also have a 6 page art history research paper due next Tuesday. I've planned some of it out, and I've been trying to get myself to write it all week. I can't. I just can't.

Why isn't this semester over yet? Why do I have a massive paper due in a class a week before the final exam? Why do I keep watching movies when I desperately need to do work?

These are the questions that plague me. Whine whine whine.

Desserts

Desserts are my biggest weakness. I go crazy for them. When I was on my "healthy eating diet" my biggest temptation was sweet baked goods (which made working at Tim Horton's even more difficult, because donuts everywhere).

In college, it's even more difficult because the desserts are everywhere. They serve them at every meal; cookies, cake, pie, ice cream. I've been trying to cut back for ages, but they're absolutely irresistible! I think I've had 5 chocolate chip cookies over the course of the day. Yesterday I had one slice of cake for lunch, and one for dinner. This morning I also bought two delicious-looking cupcakes. I almost ate one right now, but I decided to put it away and save it for when I'm really hungry or if I'm studying hard.

Just because I'm mean, I'm going to post pictures of delicious desserts:

If I can't eat desserts right now, at least I can look at them.

...I really should start changing my eating habits.

Names I would name my children

I can't remember if I've done a post like this before, but I'll do it anyway. If I ever have children, that is.

Girls
Elizabeth
Amelia
Audrey
Madeline
Victoria

Boys
Alexander
Nicolay (it's my dad's name; pronounced Nick-o-lie)
Liam
Oliver
Julian

Poetry

Poetry's really growing on me. If you asked me about it a year ago, I probably would say that I didn't understand it too much. The past year, I've become friends with several people who really enjoy poetry, and a lot of the people I follow on tumblr are very much interested in poetry. Basically, it was inevitable that I would become interested in poetry when I'm surrounded by so many passionate poetry-lovers.


Last week, however, my history professor said something in lecture that really inspired me: "all of you should start learning poems by heart. Memorizing your favorite poems is probably one of the best things you can do for yourself". That really struck me. I automatically thought of Hazel from The Fault in Our Stars, and how she frequently recites poems in the book. It's such a beautiful thing, knowing your favorite poems. It's like carrying your favorite books with you all of the time, but it's even better because they're in your head to comfort you whenever you need it.

One poem that I've recently enjoyed very much is T.S. Eliot's "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock". Here's my favorite passage:

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;	25
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;	30
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

Beautiful, huh? I've been reading that passage a lot. What's even more amazing is that if you go on Youtube, there are videos of a lot of the poets from the early 20th century and onward reading their poems aloud. You can hear the actual writer read it! Super exciting.

Do any of you read poetry? What are your favorite poems, or your favorite poets?

Decisions decisions!

I've finally decided exactly what I want to focus on in college. I've narrowed it down to three subjects: history, film, and English. I'm so happy to finally have some idea of what I'll study.  I worried that I would never know what to study, and that I'd end up choosing something I didn't like at all. There were just so many different choices! Finally, I realized that these things are exactly what I'm most passionate about.

I'm especially excited about history and English right now. I already knew I wanted to specialize in film, but these other two things I realized only recently. Next semester, I'm taking a WWII in Europe history course, two film courses (one called Global Cinema; the other American Cinema), a course on Ancient Greek culture, and I'm now trying to figure out whether I can fit a literature course into my schedule too.

I know this probably isn't very interesting to anyone else except me, but it's exciting to finally know which subjects truly interest me!

Failure (and Harry Potter).

Lol sorry I guess I suck at BEDA. I'm still trying though. I will still try to do my best!

It's like 70 degrees outside today. It's 7 PM and I can still see the sun. It's still light out. I don't think I've ever been so excited for spring. It's finally here!

Here are pictures from my magical Harry Potter weekend:

I'm smack in the center.

From left: Sirius Black, Walburga Black, Regulus Black, Bellatrix Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy, Draco Malfoy

 There are so many pictures I could put up here, but I won't because it takes forever and I'm lazy. If you want to see any more, feel free to ask and I'll put 'em up!

It was amazing to see just how dressed up everyone was. Some people really had amazing costumes. I should find a picture of our Nearly-Headless Nick and Snape. Those two were my favorite. We even had real owls! There were about six owls on display. It was amazing and magical. I can't wait for next year's event!

Tomorrow I'm going to try to blog about something else. I'm starting to think that I'm a very boring blogger.

A Harry Potter Weekend

So every year my dorm hosts this event called "A Night at Hogwarts". For an entire evening, we transform our castle-looking dorm into Hogwarts. We put on skits from A Very Potter Musical, everyone dresses up, and we serve Harry Potter-based foods.

This year's "Night at Hogwarts" is tomorrow! I'm super excited. I'm going as Madame Hooch. I already have a robe that fits her very well, but I'm still searching for a broom. We've made hundreds of chocolate frogs, and the entire dorm is decorated. We also have different themed rooms like the Room of Requirement, and crafts galore! It'll be fantastic.

On Saturday, we continue our celebrations by hosting an evening Yule Ball, when everyone dresses up again and we actually get well-known wrock bands to come and play. I can't remember which one is playing this year, but supposedly we've had bands like Harry and the Potters come and play in past years. It's super exciting!

Anyway, I thought you'd all appreciate knowing this. Here's a picture of last year's Harry Potter cast.

I'll post pictures of this years event! (Hopefully.)

Blogging Peer Pressure

I'm doing BEDA as of today. This was Lexie's idea. I insist that all of you go to her blog right now and give her dirty looks. Seriously, feel free to glare! I give you permission.

It's weird doing BEDA. Nostalgic, even. I'm thinking back to a year ago, and how exhausting but exhilarating it was. I'm amazed I actually posted every day. Even though this is four days late, I'm going to do it every day from now until the last day of April. The busyness excuse doesn't even apply to me, because while I'm technically busy, I still procrastinate far too much to be as busy as I like to say I am.

Sorry I haven't been blogging, guys! Again, I'm not going to say I'm busy. Things are more hectic than they were, say, last April, but I love it! I'm simply lazy and haven't had much to say beyond my college life, and I hate talking too much about my life. It's like that friend we all have that spends hours talking about her life and doesn't once stop to ask you how you're doing.

I am slowly and magically transforming into a hippie enthusiast. Not an actual hippie, because I don't have the clothing taste nor the personality that the hippie life requires. BUT I've been listening to the Grateful Dead all day. I'm reading books about the 60s hippie movement. Sometimes I like to fantasize that I was in San Francisco in the late 1960s, saying "yeah man, it's all about the love". Except I do say that sometimes. Oops.

You know when you're just so intrigued by something that you can't stop reading about it, even though it doesn't apply to your life? You find yourself reading about how toasters work, or Kim Kardashian's life (even though you really don't care all that much, but LORD HOW DID SHE BECOME FAMOUS?). I think that's what it is.

I don't want to talk about too many things because then I'll be out of ideas for blog posts this month. Here's a picture of Dumbledore being logical and stuff.

P.S. I'M SO HAPPY TO BE BLOGGING AGAIN. THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT GUYS. (Said the ignorant girl on her first day of BEDA, fully aware that she will regret her words in less than a week.