Okay I know I said I probably wasn’t going to be posting anytime soon, but whatever. I just said bye to Macie and Internet, I am crying and depressed. That’s all there is to it.
Macie when you read this (because I know you will), I meant what I said. I wouldn’t do a single thing [...]
Posts Tagged as ‘Richard’
December 12, 2008
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
November 19, 2008
Don’t you think we oughta know by now? Don’t you think we shoulda learned somehow?
Random things about my life right now:
I have a 2,100 word paper due next Tuesday. Haven’t started.
I have a 3,000 word paper due next Wednesday. 1,503 words down.
I have a 1,800 word paper due next Thursday. Haven’t started.
I apparantly have no concept of “depth of focus” in photography.
I am sick.
I am tired.
I’m doing a lot [...]
November 18, 2008
Three weeks and counting.
Internet, it is official. I have lost my mind.
I have three papers and two photography projects to be done in the next two weeks, but all I find myself doing is talking to my friend Macie about debbie downer, people with down syndrome, Richard, and how funny it is when she (Macie) comes to class [...]
October 30, 2008
A small glimpse into what Lauren actually does during class.
I was going through my notebook today trying to find a packet of poems for poetry class, and I stumbled upon some rather amusing (at least to me) notes I wrote all over the pages. Because classes here are so unbelievably boring, I often find myself doodling instead of taking actual notes. Here are some [...]
October 29, 2008
I love my roommate and her low tolerance for pain. Really low tolerance for pain.
Story time.
In travel writing today my professor handed back our papers that we wrote for our midterm. Except for mine. I got the privilege of staying after class and then receiving my paper, on which I expected to see a huge fat C. When the students had filtered out of the room my professor handed [...]
October 15, 2008
“You are not fit for human habitation”~ Professor Richard
This previous Monday I went into my travel writing class thinking it was going to be another ordinary day where the same three people kiss up to my professor and talk about things that don’t particularly relate to the topic at hand. Little did I know my professor Richard (which is meant to be read [...]
