I have been back in MD for a week. My trip is over. Soon I will be going to NY to live with my Aunt and start my new job. Things are going fine. Nothing to report. I have been watching some tv, but mostly reading. I decided to re-read all of Kushiel before I start on this next book. It has been refreshing, but it is taking a while. At least it gives me something to do.

Graduation is over and my parents left that Sunday. It was a long ceremony, but it is over. Sunday night I went to see Pirates with Becca and Cait. Got back way too late, went to bed way too late. Lindsey woke me up very very very very early. Basically the first half of our trip I slept. I think I slept until PA. Nothing of note happened our first day except that while I was driving my eyes started stinging for no reason forcing me to pull over. It was fine after a minute or two, but still, weird. We made it to Ohio, just outside of Cleveland. Now we are heading to Chicago to see my Uncle and spend the second day there. More to come.

Eh, not really. I am just done with my work. Sitting around two weeks doing nothing. It has been fun to just hang around, but I am feeling kinda lethargic. Like I should be waking up early and going to class or something. No classes though. Not for a while. Graduation is coming quickly. I am scared and excited. I am excited for my trip to California. I am scared about starting my new job. Other than this there is nothing else to post about. Graduation and the end of college is all that is looming in my immediate future. I can feel the same emotions passing through my friends. I will be much more relaxed once I know these formalities are over.

I haven't posted in forever, but that is because I have been busy and lazy. The next few weeks I get to look forward to papers and exams. I have 6 papers and 1 final to complete before I am done. It is going to be crazy and stressful and then I am going to have a week to pack and do nothing. It is weird because ever since preschool I have been in some form of schooling and now it is going to be over. It will probably stay over for a few years, but then I am sure I will go back to do something. My first goal is to get my JD. That is going to be easier said than done.

So these past few weeks have been me just doing much of nothing. I have been procrastinating a lot, writing a few papers, watching a lot of bad tv. Last night was pretty festive. I went to Senior Ball. It was basically like a college prom, but this time people brought their girlfriends. We even had a theme of the party (MHC through the eras). I have a pic on facebook of my dress. It was pretty sweet. Matching earrings and headband and everything. For being sober it was really very fun. I danced, I schmoozed, I went home with blisters on my feet. All in all a good time.

Basically, that is it.

This week I was offered a job at Cohn & Wolfe. My internship over the summer was there and it is nice that they re-hired me at full time. Now I am so relieved that I have future plans. I was kind of freaking out, because I had sent my resume out to everywhere and I wasn't hearing back from anything. Most of my friends have heard from their desired job or grad school (with the exception of a few and I am praying for you all). Now that I am employed and everything is final (at least it seems final to me) I realized that I feel very young. At least too young to be going into a full-time job with an annual salary and the like. It is a lot of responsibility. Something that high school and college never prepares you for. I am actually going to live on my own. No more parents helping me out (well maybe the first few months), no more homework, no more social circle that is right there outside your door. The city can be amazingly crowded and empty all at the same time. I hope that I can keep myself afloat. I am worried that I will be alone and that I won't be able to handle that.

I know that at this moment there are a lot of people having the same feelings as me or will eventually have those feelings. It is an uncertainty of the future. In college we knew that the next year would bring more classes, stupid people in those classes, teachers that expected way too much from us or expected not enough. I know that I am getting a little sentimental, but I think that it is warranted. Knowing that I have a job makes me feel that not applying to grad schools right after college was the right decision. I don't think that I could handle more class and more homework and more professors trying to tell you how to think or write. I am going to get a different education (again sappy writing) and I have a feeling it is going to be so much different than any internship or other job that I have had.

Time to move on.

I have to say that Passover is one of my favorite Jewish holidays. It definitely isn't because we get to retell the exodus story or that they made a rockin' movie about it (Prince of Egypt). It is because I love the food. I mean a week of Matzah is a little drastic, but I believe that once you get past the cramping and the cardboard like taste, you can find that Matzah really isn't the worst thing you could do for a holiday. I like the Brisket and the Maztah Ball soup and all the little other things that taste so good.

Now, I love my college and the people, but there is something about the Jewish community here that just doesn't pull me in. I never feel compelled enough to want to participate. Maybe that is because I am a conservative snob or maybe because I just don't see the point while I am in college, I don't know. Every year I begrudgingly drag myself to their pitiful service (okay, it really isn't that bad, but still...), but this year I got to go home! Now my parents weren't making passover, but my mom was making her famous Brisket and my sister-in-laws family was having the affair semi-catered. It started out as a great night with great food, but at around 8:30 everyone realized that my sister-in-law's father (who was leading the service) wasn't slowing down. He just kept on trucking through portions of the Haggadah that I have never even seen before. He was having us read the Pslams!! I didn't know that there were Psalms for Passover! Basically we were at their house from 6-10 doing seder. I love Passover, but I really just don't see the point.

I left to go back to MA without having done any of the work that I was supposed to accomplish. Shifra made second seder (yay, MHC was circumvented again) and the meal was great. The service was fast and there was lots of wine. I also got back in time to watch the SVU that Becca had taped for us. I was sad that I wasn't able to bring back some of my mothers Brisket, but I didn't feel like having it break open and drip all over the plane.

Back on campus and there is a list of things that I need to do that I really don't want to.
1) Paper for Hebrew tomorrow
2) Sketches in drawing
3) Readings for... well everything.
4) Send out more resumes.

Oh yeah, and I had to come into work at 9 am this morning. Full day today. Basically my day started at 8 and won't end until 9:30 pm (end of drawing class). BLAH!!

So we are on the last legs of our journey back to MA. Actually the last toes. It was an interesting and relaxing week and I almost cried when I saw the snow in Jersey. Basically, the show isn't over. I am currently in Kiara's basement and in about two hours we will finally be saying goodbye to our vacation and go back to Mount Holyoke.

Apprently it is going to snow in MA tomorrow. It makes me so happy to know that my school is greeting us all back with open arms. It is also weird for me to be sun burned and walking around in ice and cold. It just seems so cruel.

We happened to be in NC during the nicest few days. It wasn't too cold it wasn't too warm. The day we left it started getting pretty hot, but for the most part it was perfect spring weather. Everything was in bloom, which was very pretty, but made it hard for me to breathe. The beach was pretty, and I don't really like beach. We got to see dolphins from off the coast. That was amazing. We explored an old civil war fort and reenacted scences from Ghost Hunterst (paranormal trackers on scifi). There were some creepy rooms in there, but I think most of the dangerous stuff was boarded up. We had amazing food at cute little townie resturants. Everyone was super friendly. I don't know, it was just a nice trip all around.

I didn't get any work done, expcept my drawing for class tomorrow. Back to MHC and back to the grindstone.

So I don't think that it was the best idea for us to leave early Saturday morning. It was snowing all night and basically there were just piles of snow and ice everywhere. I packed my car with Lindsey, Kiara, and this girl Sadia (we were dropping her off at Bradley airport), plus all of our things. I took pictures of this pretty packed car and all the snow and stuff. I thought once we got out of school 116 and 91 would be pretty much all plowed. I was so wrong. We basically ended up fishtailing our way to Bradley hoping to god that we didn't end up like the other cars totaled on the either side of the road.

Bradley was an easy stop. One, two Sadia was out and on her way. Though it is getting to be around 8:30 and we have all been up since 7:30. Breakfast needs to happen soon or we were going to be one grumpy bunch. New Haven was the place to stop. It was right off the Merritt, quick and easy. Heh, yeah right. I HAD to call my dad for directions to one diner. It was the worst mistake of my life. Basically he calls my great aunt and tells her we are in the area and going to stop by. Now, because he is living in MD he has NO IDEA that the roads are awful, they aren't plowed, and even if they were there is about an inch of ice still on the ground. The aunt tells him that the driveway wasn't plowed, that we shouldn't come. I told him that the roads were bad and that it was a bad idea. Nope, he insisted. Said that 21 year olds could make it down the iced driveway.

So we finish breakfast/brunch and head out on the dangerous journey to my great aunts house. Meanwhile I am driving and on the phone with my dad getting directions WHILE he is on the phone with the aunt getting directions from her. We get lost, we almost skid out, we finally get there and then get stuck at the end of her street in tons of snow. We get out and try to make it down the driveway. TOTAL ICE. All the snow had froze and it was just ice. So, I see my aunt standing on her porch and basically saying to me "Don't go down the driveway! It is dangerous." For all of that we never even make it inside her damn house! So we go back to the car and I fishtail my way back to the highway.

The rest of the trip isn't as exciting. We get to my parents house, everyone meets my brother and his family. We get up the next day and arrive at the resort in a timely fashion. Walk around the beach. Spring break has commenced!!!

Almost Friday and that means that it is almost spring break! This week was crazy busy and it went really really slow. Which was both a good thing and a bad thing. It meant that it felt that more time was spent with Steve. That was nice, but now I am just waiting to get away. I know that last semester I spent a lot of time away from school last semester because of my sickness, but after half a semester over and taking 5 classes and working part time, i am just beat. So, I am getting all my stuff together and leaving! I wish everyone a relaxing break (unless you already had your break, than I hope your transition back to school is okay). Although it is break I swear the professors never like you to miss a beat in their class. I will be sitting around reading and working on my resume. You know, things that I really should be doing.

Happy Break!

It is that time in the semester where we have mid-terms and papers. This has led to my writers block. I am supposedly writing two papers tonight so that I can hang out with Steve tomorrow afternoon. This has been a pretty long weekend with a lot of work and the week isn't going to slow down for a while.

I am very excited for spring break though. I was supposed to be going to Seattle to visit my brother and his family, but because I can't pay for the plane tickets I am going to North Carolina instead. Lindsey has some sweet timeshare thingy on the beach there. This is going to be the first spring break that I am actually going somewhere with friends. I love my brother and his family very much, but everytime I visit I am woken up at 7 am and I have to listen to whiney, screaming kids all day. It is going to be nice to sleep in and just lay out on the beach without anything to worry about. Though I do have plenty of work to do during the break, it still seems less than what I have to do now.

Okay, for the next 6 hours I will be focusing on two papers... uh huh.

I always find myself updating on a Sunday when I have holed myself up at the library. Right now I am in a nook on the 7th floor (didn't know this existed) with Lindsey trying to work on a paper for my Gender Labor class. I am stumped though, the professors didn't give ANY specifications for this paper so I am just going with it. I am writing about the performance of gender and drag culture. It seemed interesting and we watched a movie about it during our last class. Though, about halfway through writing this essay I realized that it might have been really fun to write about the female ejaculation. It would be a paper about sexual labor, but I would have to do major research on it, and though the research might be fun the paper is due tomorrow. I will look into it for my next paper though. During my time in this class and my Gender Studies class I realized that I should probably have taken these classes my first year and not my last year... my major might have ended up very different. Well actually maybe not because our school didn't have a gender studies program my first year.

Enough about classes and more about my weekend. On Friday I sloshed my way to work and then later went with Lindsey to thai food. Afterward we stopped by the dirty truth. It is a nice mellow bar with a really good wine selection. Though the night didn't end there. Linds and I wanted to go see Zodiac, but the showing started at 8. So we decided to get a bunch of hard cider and head over to see if anything else was playing at cinemark and if it wasn't we were going to go to blockbuster to rent a movie. On the way back from Amherst Lindsey's car hit a huge patch of black ice and we almost spun out. Thank god Lindsey got it together and that there was no one on the road. It was pretty scary, because we weren't expecting black ice. Well, we got to blockbuster in once peice and picked out two movies (Trust the Man and Crank). We get back to MHC in one peice and then Lindsey realizes that she left her purse at the bar. I decided to drive this time because she was so freaked out from our first encounter with the ice. Well, it wasn't the ice that was frightening on 47, it was the fog! Basically I had to drive 10 mph because I could not see ANYTHING in from of me. I decided to take 91 on the way back. We FINALLY get back and I proceed to drink, because the night was very stressful.

My saturday was very unproductive. I went to UMASS with Lindsey so that she could get microfilm articles for her thesis. I worked on my paper for Gender Labor. I took a nap, got food, started watching Crank. It was so confusing and boring that I turned it off. That was my saturday night. I did have a really weird dream that involved me running away from school with Becca and not really getting anywhere. We ended up in a thrift shop where we found Simone drunk and dressed up for J-show. Then there was another thrift shop next door that was under investigation with the FBI because of the illegal sale of celebrity clothing. This thrift shop also happened to be the studio for Veronica Mars. Kristin Bell was wandering around outside bumed that her studio was shut down. So we drove around with her in the van to cheer her up. She said to  us that she really shouldn't be bummed because she was really rich, in the process of producing two movies, and going to star in a new movie call bloodrights or something like that. It was weird and then I woke up.

Anyway, back to writing my paper.

I had a long post where I detailed my feelings about everything. I needed to erase it because I hate bearing my soul on livejournal.

I am feeling better, but still stuffed up. My weekend was low key. I saw the movie Breach. It was good and I recommend the movie to everyone.

My head feels like a balloon filled with nasty helium. I went from semi-sick to full blown stuffyness. My eyes are a faucet for watery grossness. I am so not happy right now. I am also afraid to go to sleep, because sickness gets worse when you sleep.

I also seem to be having one of the busiest weeks. I have gotten my resume mostly completed, I have been looking for jobs, meeting with the Dean, driving back and forth to Amherst and work tomorrow. I have had drawing class until 9:30 pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. My weeks are going to get busier during my count-down to spring break.

Anyway, time to stare at the tv in a coma until I fall asleep.

I feel like this week has been dragging out forever. I think it was that big snow storm that made it feel like it was Friday (or hope that it was Friday) when it was really just Wednesday. Although my week has been semi-uneventful I managed to sleep through my ONLY class yesterday... I swear I set that alarm. I happen to know that I set the alarm, because I didn't stay in my room last night and someone had turned it off this morning and left a note on my board.

Anyway, yesterday was an interesting adventure. First, I slept through class so that I could wake up at the exact time that I am supposed to be at work. I walk into work an hour later (don't worry I called in first). Work was boring, even if the fax machine almost ate me. Afterward I went to EL GUANACO with Linds, Shosh, and Lau. Man I love that place, but I realize that I eat like a trucker when I go there. It also didn't help that I never had lunch. Anyway, after nachos, papusa, and a half of a burrito later I was all set. I get back to my room to realize that I DON'T HAVE ANY HEAT! So basically I turn into an ice pop while watching Ugly Betty and Grey's. Also, I missed the end of Grey's! It just couldn't be avoided and now I don't know if Meredith is dead or is going to survive. It is really just a sad case for me.

I actually went to Moan and Dove... so I can't really complain all that much. That was a fun experience, because I realized the place only serves beer and I think beer is NASTY. So like a big dork I had the guy recommend and give me samples of a few beers he thought that I would like. So embarrassing. I also got greeted by the bouncer and he REALLY checks those birthdates. He kind of did this creepy thing and was like "you are born one day before me... only many years later than me" then he called me by my first name.... uh....

Anyway!!! I have to go get ready for worK!

My ibook charger finally got here! This means that I can now use my computer again! Goodbye library, goodbye dorm computer lab. Hello to my bed and my beautiful laptop.


Can you tell I am happy?

I went to Darthmouth this Friday with the_musical , because it was the school's winter carnival. I also have a friend at Dartmouth that I haven't seen in about 5 years. The drive was so simple and it was good just getting away from school for a while. I do realize that I love their quait little town (even though everyone there didn't seem impressed with it). I like that the town loves that there school is there. I was just a little put off by the big greek life that was there. The buildings were pretty and everyone that we met seemed nice.

We both got out dance on at some Fraternity party. We met some guys... not really cute. I enjoyed the coffee with my friend. Though I think the whole meeting was a little awkward because Simone had her friend with her and I hadn't seen my friend in a really long time. I didn't realize that she lived in the Rabbis house and basically we ended up walking in on the middle of their Shabbat Dinner.

I slept like a figgin' log on the futon after all that dancing and drinking. In the morning I had a hearty breakfast and fun times doing a crossword puzzle. The campus is beautiful during the day time. There was a big giant bunny made out of snow in the middle of their green.

Then I drove back to MHC and the rest of my evening was uneventful. I realized that this place doesn't really change. I went out to dinner, went to the library, and preceeded to watch tv for the rest of the night. I also ended up having this awful dream that my Uncle had died and I woke up crying.... it wasn't too happy.

My computer is on the last inch of life. The battery symbol is turning red.... That charger better get here soon!!!

I am finally down to my last paper and then in two days I get to start the new semester. Though I did have a fairly relaxing break, I am kinda sick of being home. It isn't fun when you have to be recovering from major surgery for three weeks. It is also not fun when you can't really keep down food for a whole month. It didn't help either than I got a virus thingy right after surgery. Basically, it has been a lot of time in my room at home or in the living room with my parents.

Sunday I get back to campus, hopefully. There is supposedly some major storm a brewin' in New England that might prevent me from getting back on time. Like I told my family... I will pull my car and all of my shit back to college if I have to. There is nothing worse than being so close to freedom, but never achieving it. Not that I am all too thrilled to be going back to classes and work. At least having to do all my stuff over J-term hasn't allowed me to get rusty.

At least while I was home I was able to go to a christmas party, a hannukah party, visit from Gabe, visit from Mikala and Mark. So it wasn't like I was totally secluded in my own world of Baltimore. Actually, living here for a few months has made me realize that I never want to live here again. This is good motivation for when I have to find a job. It means I don't want to live with my parents after I graduate.

Okay, back to finishing (or starting... technicalities) my paper.