Somewhat a bit kind of unhappy with my grades this semester!
Printmaking - A
Sociology of Sex & Gender - B
Art History - B
Math - C
The C is making me sad. It is math, so I shouldn’t be all that bothered. I also brought up my sex & gender grade from a D at midterm to a final grade of a B.
OH WELL.
In other news! Christmas was pretty ok for the first time in a while. Although I couldn’t have cared less up until Christmas morning, the day got better as it went on and ended in a way I don’t remember much about. List of material things I got: lots of hot chocolate from my family because they know me way too well, a pretty shirt, new flannel sheets (get these every year!) and a blue 8gb iPod Nano. Plus money. That I probably spent a lot of that night because wow, was I drunk.
After opening gifts and stuffing our faces, my mom and brother went to the movies. It was completely crowded and insane and my mom wanted to see Marley & Me. Please imagine how this went right now ……………………. Yes, that’s exactly how it went. Although! I will say, the movie wasn’t as bad as you’d think. I mean, I wouldn’t watch it ever again, but I didn’t fall asleep and I only got fidgety 3/4ths of the way through. Later that night made up for seeing that movie. I think. Let’s say I had a really good time and paid for it the next day. Hooray!
To conclude the happy holiday season, Danny and I went to see The Wrestler. A total fucking downer of a movie.
On my way to an appointment I found my train station happy. Sort of. A new coat of paint would make you happy if you were a train station right?
Then I went with Danny to his new apartment to look around since he’s moving in on Monday. He looked unamused. I showed him this picture. He wanted me to take another one and he had the same look on his face :|
On the way home from there we passed by this awesome and amazing advertisement. Pepsi knows what’s up. Pop > soda.
Now I’m bored. Obviously. I think I stopped caring about websites when I began to think I had to write stories full of fancy words and clever statements instead of, well, this. A list of what I did today. But! I don’t really give a shit anymore? I know my friends will like reading about my life. And I like having a place to document things I do with my awesome life. It may not be an interesting read, but does it matter? Cue the lololol who cares what you have to say on your BLOG you BLOGGER.
Hey, I remember when the word blog and blogger didn’t exist. So shut up jerk.
Danny, pre-underwhelmed with his lunch.
Why do people consume Monte Cristos sandwiches? Danny’s face didn’t change much after he took a bite. A smile most definitely did not emerge. They are less flavorful than cardboard, possibly even air. Thankfully I didn’t order one.