M.I.A

I've been MIA...and I am going to be for a while more too. School has of course been the main culprit for my absence. Have a final today then have to type a take home essay on the fly so I can get packed and clean our house before we go out of town this weekend. This week is crazy!...not cray...which is actually kray....which actually means hard to find. FYI (urban dictionary). While I am MIA enjoy this M.I.A music video. It is one of my favorite songs ever. Her newer song "Bad Girls" is good too, but this one just always makes me happy.

float like a hummingbird busy like a bee

Holy smokes it is summer people and yet I am more busy with school now than I am during regular school session! This week is a tough one because my 1st summer course is overlapping with my 2nd course. They are super intense and require reading a billion pages a night. I am exhausted after 7hrs of school and 4hrs of work. So no sleepies yet! I have to read/start prepping for my final on thursday.  Nothing cool to report here other than I am loving being super stressed out for summer school...On a happier note I can get my hair in a high pony! woot! there is a mini mullet going on in the back, but still I am making serious progress. Top bun is gonna happen to this girl! haha

Just studying for finals!

This is my Art History bff Taylor. We like to study together and GIGGLE to: swimming memes, imagining what our professors personal lives are like, quoting cheesy lines from our textbooks, and anything else that keeps us from studying. Happy finals!

mid finals entertainment

You can bet that this is staying on my laptop while I bust out papers. One more week folks and I am done for this semester!

http://metobs.ssec.wisc.edu/aoss/cameras/hawkcam-flash.html

Interesting thought

While working on my paper today I came across this postcard

                                            It looks oddly familiar to me....

 

Ah ha! not so original now are you Titanic?

These are the thoughts that are going through my head. Obviously I am not acting like a totally normal human being comparing 20th century Viennese postcards to Titanic. I am forgetting/ losing EVERYTING keys, phone, wallet. etc. I am also having struggles reading and processing words. It is that final push before the semester is over and you want to just drop out, but are so close to being done it isn't even funny. That is wear I am right now. You could say this club my mind is like the Tiantic-and it's going down. Joey just be patient with me for a few more days. Thanks for putting up with me while my brain is scattered like a box of leggos dropped onto the floor.

Most Unanticipated Friday

Weekends from now to the end of the semester aren't really awaited with much excitement. Friday and Saturday just means I have a whole day to sit in the library slaving away at papers, memorizing billions of images, and reading. Glad I get to teach a lesson this Sunday in Gospel principles too.  There better be a new episode of SNL or I am going to cry.
Cheers to the freakin weekend?

 Sorry Joey for leaving you all alone at home, but I can't study around so many distractions like you can.

That awkward moment when art comes to life.

I love Franz Marc

While sitting in German expressionism lecture today I tucked my hair behind my hear to feel something strange. It felt like a scab? booger.? uhhhh....I remove the unidentified object and put it on my notebook. It wasn't a scab. It wasn't a booger. It was alive. A freaking bug of some sort was in my hair! He was wiggling around on my notebook while I held back everything in me not to have a total freak out while in lecture. I stabbed this little black thing with my pen until I knew for sure it was dead. Then I slid it onto my arm rest so I could examine it when the lights came back on (art history classes are in the dark fyi). I had to make sure it wasn't a tic or anything. Now in a state of paranoia that something creepy is crawling on me/ that I was bit by some venomous bug no one has heard of and I only have a few hours left to live.

Again I love Franz Marc

It is sort of Ironic that this situation happened while my professor was lecturing about this piece. Fate of the Animals. Didn't hear a word she said about the painting, but I felt the apocalyptic emotion of the piece while discovering what was inhabiting on me and its fateful end from my pen.