Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Life Is Beautiful.

!!!!!!!
I know I'm the fifty-billionth person to put this on their blog..
but honestly, just look at it.



Um, this is from a mommyblog. Which pretty much guarantees that those are 100% legit babies raised in good old Christian homes. But anyway, toddler kisses happen in real life, which is kind of lovely.



Someone at Carleton (he's tall and kind of a redhead) re-designs bikes in impossible ways. Among others is this Steering Wheel bike and an 8th foot tall bike. THAT HE ACTUALLY USES. !!!





Can you tell it's 10th week? Because I can.

Monday, November 9, 2009

I ain't thinking bout my grades, a'ite?

If things don't fall apart, here's how the rest of this day will go:

4:15 - Semaphore tech run-through, where Paulina will spend 2 hours admiring Carleton's modern dancers and 90 seconds personifying Robin Viele's broken soul to Party in the USA.

6:00 - Obs.Draw final, where Paulina will complete 1.75 of the required 20 hours for her bomb-diggety tone study of a window. Which isn't super-overwhelming or anything, mainly because they will be 1.75 hours of looping Destiny's Child's all-time greatest album, The Writing's on the Wall.

7:45 - DINNER, where Paulina will discreetly meet with her not-so-secret lover: all-you-can-eat-cereal. and bottomless pink lemonade.

8:30 - more Obs.Draw final accompanied by Jumpin'Jumpin'.

9:30 - Registration, where Paulina will decide her fate for winter term. The formula for maximum winter term happiness includes: ARTS 277 - (Paper Arts), ENGL 110 (Intro English lit), PE 200 (Modern Dance II), and PHIL 234 (Aesthetics). Note that it does NOT include:

Photography 1, because I'm into poser photography and instant gratification.
French 204, car j'en ai effing MARRE.
Piano, because apparently it isn't a scrunch class.. ha.

So the point of this post can be summed up with the following question:

What is the best strategy to survive the next two weeks at Carleton without throwing myself off the chapel roof?
a) Look all your finals in the eye with a wholesome, positive attitude and envision yourself squeezing out every ounce of potential into the tin bucket that will soon be full to the brim with SUCCESS.
b) Call your boys, cause tonight you're not gon' stay at home
c) Get your hair cut, and your car washed too, looking like a star in your Armani suit
d)Ladies: leave yo men at home, the club is full of ballaz and their pockets full grown.
e)Fellas: leave yo girl with her friends, cause it's 9th week and the club is
JUMPIN
JUMPIN
f) Bounce, baby bounce, b-bounce, b-bounce
g) You'd better dip that thaaaang, dip that thaaaaang.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Que du bonheur!

It's Friday and I refuse to be unhappy, even if half the campus wants to wipe their butt with the Carl Horoscopes for all the stupid alliterations that someone (Blanky Blanky) decided to add. Unless your name is Shel Silverstein or Eminem, thinking that alliterations will make your sentence sound better is like puking on your hot dog to give it extra flavor.

GUESS WHAT? LIFE IS ROCKING RIGHT NOW.

1. Inching my way to the top of the Carleton College Publications Pyramid is going better than expected. I even skipped a whole level (The Carletonian). It's like skipping a grade but it's more rewarding and no one plays Monkey in the Middle with your lunchbox during recess. Writing/editing/fighting with (Blanky Blanky) about the Carl Horoscopes isn't a bad way to be part of the elite few who get to call themselves editors of this school's most respected (read:recycled) paper. Brag! Brag! Editor! Brag! Carl! Brag! Trelawney Protegee! Brag!

2. Courtney Bertchinger: Like any good friend, I was reading your Facebook info and I noticed that one of your listed Favorite Movies happens to be one that I love with most of my body and all of my soul and that has since served as my personal definition of "beautiful". Thanks for reminding me of my definition of "beautiful".

3. Ernesto LLano: Like any good friend, you were creeping on my Firefox tabs and noticed that I was having trouble coping with the possibility that I might never again watch Portraits Chinois. Thanks for making me extremely happy. Next time we watch it together, maybe you won't fall asleep half an hour into it.

4. I am trying very hard not to write this all in caps but holy crap Ebony is tomorrow and I am so excited you wouldn't even believe it a a a a a a a h h h h h h hh hhh!

5.ça fait longtemps, and it’s lovely to have this as part of my life again. I love the internet.