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For the past few days, I've seriously been in the best mood I've been in for a while. I love it. I'm incredibly content and more than satisfied with how everything's been falling into place. I found out I have a job today. yay! ok, so don't laugh at me. it's at American Eagle. I know, I have a nose stud. How on earth was I hired? Especially considering I don't own a single clothing item from there? but who cares. I'll be making $8.50 an hour and will finally be able to stop worrying about my continually shrinking banking account. 

I've also been getting involved with my school's socialist organization. wait, back up? I'm a socialist? well not quite. I've pretty much established myself as somewhere in between a capitalist and a socialist. I'm intrigued by socialist ideas and policies. they advocate for equality and the betterment of society. and i recognize that something ABSOLUTELY needs to be done in this country to change the ridiculous class system we have going on. but this isn't quite the best place to rant about that, because this entry would be too long and most people would stop reading at this point. But I will say this: I also recognize that socialism has its faults. like how, in canada, you might have to wait a year just to get heart surgery. not cool at all. with all the intelligent people in this country, however, there must be a way to figure out how to make sure working class families are covered and at the same time our medical system stays as effective as it is today. 

I've also been getting involved with Gay Activism, which is the issue I'm the most passionate about right now. To me, homophobia is just as bad as racism. And the fact that our country doesn't legally allow gay marriage yet speaks for how much needs to be done. But I have hope. If friggin John McCain's daughter supports gay marriage, (and Obama doesn't support it, btw) then it makes me think younger generations are more open minded about this and that soon we will be closer to ending gay discrimination in this country.

k I'm done ranting. 

<3

My Mind Has Dissapeared

My brain has either:

a) left my head and is now floating somewhere in close proximity to me or

b) has turned into goo

either one should explain why I literally can't think/function/participate in any of my classes/make sense. 

BTW, what's with all of my friends getting into twitter? Not that I have any objection to it. I just remember when no one knew about it and everyone was like wtf is this 140 character thing? I suppose people said that about facebook and myspace too though. Minus the 140 character part, because you can obviously post much more than that on those two sites.

Spring Break is finally here yay!! I wanna die easter eggs and eat lots of chocolate bunny heads.

Sickk

I feel sick and I can't fall asleep even though I haven't gotten a full nights sleep for the past week. I DID manage to get to that in-between stage of awake and sleep around 9ish but just as I was drifting off my roomate came home and I was pulled out of my dreams.

So now I have a stummy ache, swallowed 2 icky valerian pills for nothing, and am slightly delirious due to my continuos lack of sleep. Which may explain why I've been googling random people I know just to see what pops up? Stalkerish, I know. 

But this still doesn't change the fact that I feel nauseous and I'm a creep.

Ugh, my life. 

What I'v been looking at since the last post (obviously not studying film)

There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born there, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size, its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter--the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these trembling cities there greatest is the last--the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is the third city that accounts for New York's high strung disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion. And whether it is a farmer arriving from a small town in Mississippi to escape the indignity of being observed by her neighbors, or a boy arriving from the Corn Belt with a manuscript in his suitcase and a pain in his heart, it makes no difference: each embraces New York with the intense excitement of first love, each absorbs New York with the fresh yes of fan adventurer, each generates heat and light to dwarf the Consolidated Edison Company...  - E.B. White

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

- e.e. cummings

(shhhh.... don't tell anyone but i found out about the e.e. cumming's poem through the movie In Her Shoes, which I love, btw. But in all seriousness I am studying the modernist period in Lit and we looked at some of e.e. cumming's other poems, all of which I love)

Procrastination

Usually I LOVE studying for my film quizzes because I find the material so fascinating. But I can't do it right now. I mean, I read the chapter and all but i haven't started studying for my quiz, as in compiling together a bunch of terms/definitions on a piece of looseleaf paper. There's just SO MUCh on my mind, most of them lovely thoughts. Like Topshop opening tomorrow OMG. I've literally been waiting for this day since the 9th grade, when I first started reading vogue/teen vogue and all of their magnificent articles on topshop's amazingness. PLUS I have a gift card that could potentially hold $500 for me to spend on clothing. But more likely than not, it holds the minimum of $5 but I'll just have to wait and see tomorrow how much I have to spend. Not that having only $5 would prevent me from spending more than I can afford.

 

Wish List:

1) A pretty flirty skirt

2) Skinny Skinny Jeans

3) Some inexpensive Jewelry

I am not allowing myself to go into the Shoe Lounge. Last time I impulsively bought shoes I realized a few hours later that I couldn't quite wear them with anything in my wardrobe. And pointlessly made people in H&M think David was a transvestite because he held my shoes for a half hour while I tried to find an ATM on Lexington and 59th. 

Topshop here we comeeeeeee