Slow Me Down

I'm pulling another all-nighter.

In my defense, I wasn't completely procrastinating all this time. Mostly I've been working on the proposal for the paper (which we've been diligently working on as a group) and today I spent all day at the PPC.

I hate having to cite resources. It takes so much time, and I'm so tired.

Schedule for tomorrow:
1. Pull all-nighter. Get paper ready for peer review.
2. Come home. Do music hw. Eat leftover rice/hot dog/creole creation. Take a nap.
3. Go to music class.
4. Sleep til I feel like waking up.
5. By this time, it's probably Saturday. Shopping day! $1 Totino's pizzas! $0.59 cucumbers! Freedom! Mostly...and then more homework.

Not going to the masquerade. In reality, it's so much better to go with a guy, and since I have no guy, I have no dance. Besides, this week has been hectic. I'm ready for some rest.

--Soren, out.

I'm so Sick

I'm a bit sick.

Not the throwing-up kind of sick. I probably have an inner ear infection, and so I've been having headaches, and lots of vertigo. I've also been suffering from Seasonal Affect Disorder. It's made me really tired and depressed.

Oi with the poodles already, right?

So now that I know what's going on, I feel better. I mean, I still have it, still feel it, but now I can deal with it.

This post wasn't supposed to be depressing. Hopefully it isn't. If it is...oops.

Thursday is the Pre-Professional Conference, and Gary Schmidt and Lawson Inada are coming to read at it! Because I'm in the English Academic Society, and I'm also hosting a panel, then I get to attend a special breakfast and lunch with them and all the other EAS people! I'm so excited!

Friday is the masquerade ball! I really would like to go with someone (ahem, I want a guy to ask me out already!) but even if there is no guy, I'm still going. I have way too much fun with things like this to miss it over a stupid guy.

I'm totally hooked on my "The Lady of Shalott" station on Pandora. Celtic music win. That and my "Gregorian Chants" station. Ah, study music.

Life is good right now. Cold, yes. Tiring me out, to the max. But it's good.

--Soren, out.

Try the Grey Stuff (It's Delicious)

Normally I don't care if people comment, but this time I really need your answers.

What is your "skinny" food?

By "skinny" food, I mean, what's the food that, when you eat it, makes you feel good and healthy.

Every time I eat something, I feel incredibly fat, no matter what it is. Right now ice cream sounds really good. Maybe I just need to eat cold foods.

The thing is that I honestly don't eat much. I don't have the time to eat, and I don't have to money to buy food all the time, so I have to be careful with what I have and make it last. I still feel really fat whenever I eat anything.

Please comment! I need to go shopping soon and I need suggestions of what foods to make me feel better!

--Soren, out.

Tricksy Clock

I'm stuck.

I should be working on an essay due tomorrow about the etymology of a word, tracing that word and its usage back into the Indo-European origins.

Oi with the poodles.

I have no idea how to write three to five pages about something that is summarized in less than a paragraph on the Oxford Etymology Dictionary. I mean, really? The word voice came from the PIE (Proto-Indo-European) base "wekw-", which mean to speak, or to vocalize. I don't even know if there are any controversies over this. How do you research something so obscure? I guess I could discuss the gradual move from the PIE base into what we know now, using primarily Grimm's and Verner's laws.

And now I'm watching Criminal Minds while analyzing the nonexistent trends in Grimm's laws. Ugh! It started as a vocal fricative, and it's stayed that way ever since! There goes my brilliant idea! And I have no idea what the Great Vowel Shift entails! We haven't covered it yet! I don't have to write about it, but it was something they were talking about in class.

There is some variation, but I don't know when they happened, and they aren't explained by these laws. Can I go to sleep yet?

I am Writer-Rant! Hear me roar!

--Soren, out.

A Dream is a Wish

I have this amazing opportunity to go study abroad in Britain. I want to go so bad. I've been dreaming about this for a year, ever since I knew I could study abroad there.

Is it the right thing to do?

Can I even afford it?

My mother says that the impossible dreams are the best ones to shoot for. This dream is pretty impossible. I'm living on $15 a week, and in order to do this, I'd have to have a $500 deposit, and then get $3200 by July. I want this so bad it hurts, but it seems so hopeless.

Then again, my left hand has been itching for two weeks.

"I'm going to go pray some more."
-Fa Zhou, Mulan


--Soren, out.

I'm Gonna Make Your Head Burn

In addition to blogging, I have now started vlogging. If you know me on YouTube, please wait a few days so I can actually get a good vlog up. If you don't know me YouTube, then lucky you.

--Soren, out.

Airplanes in the Night Sky

I am now addicted to flying.

The first flight was, not gonna lie, terrifying. I wanted to be firmly on the ground throughout the entire takeoff. I wanted OFF. And then I slept through the ride (I hadn't slept that night. Too nervous). Landing was pure bliss. That kind of feel I like.

Takeoff = Adrenaline = NO.
Landing = No Adrenaline = YES.

So at the Dallas-Ft.Worth Airport I got to ride the bus-thingy from one section of the airport to where I needed to go. So fun!

On my second flight, I made myself enjoy the takeoff, so it was super fun. Again, I slept. Being in SLC and knowing my family wasn't there was super weird.

So I got to college safe and sound.

--Soren, out.