Originally I was going to title this post “I am going to murder everyone”, but felt that might not come off very well. Also, it has nothing to do with this post. Although, honestly, I don’t even know what this post is going to be about. I just don’t want to fail at posting again.
Crap.
I just realized that I’m going to have to schedule like mad since I’ll be gone the week after next. I have nothing to post about! I don’t do anything anymore! Like I told Ellen yesterday, my time is only measured in homework.
Which is fine. This is actually how I expected college to be. Really challenging and stressful, but centered around classes that I’m actually interested in. Last semester was, to put it nicely, a joke. This semester, though, is what I needed.
Video Activism: Three big video projects using legit, fancy equipment.
Music Notation and Songwriting: Compose a song (the vocal AND instrumental parts)
Expository Writing: Three big essays, heavily researched and stylized.
Studies in Fiction: Read a book a week, 1 page essay a week, plus two big critical reading essays.
Acting: Memorize lots of things. Ok, so acting isn’t all that hard. But there’s a surprising amount of reading.
Actually, speaking of acting, I’ve been seriously considering double majoring in theatre. I think it would be fun, and the requirements don’t seem all that difficult. My senior thesis could be to write a play! Now THAT would be fun.
This blog is about nothing, and I apologize. It’s practically a Various Ramblings, minus the whole split personality thing. (After attempting to saw off all her skin with a blunt steak knife, but then deciding it was too much trouble, Bri ran to the nearest mall and stole all things that had anything to do with Antonio Banderas. She then assaulted a mall cop with a Zorro soundrack. Please, all of you who care for her, don’t send her any Antonio merchandise to cheer her up. And please-please- don’t send anything with the letter “Z†ANYWHERE. We hope she’ll be able to function normally in society, but after the tenth time (that’s what it is, isn’t it?) we’re starting to have our doubts. Adeiu.)
Wtf. I was such a strange adolescent.
In other news, I’m going to cut my hair at the next possible convenience. And I don’t just mean a trim… it’s going to be somewhat dramatic. I’m thinking just above shoulder length, layered. Since I recognize the usefulness of bobby pins now, I’m not too concerned about pulling it ALL back in a ponytail.
I should just hashtag this post with #boring and be done with it. Ugh. Goodbye. I’m sorry this post is so crap.
