Thursday, August 21, 2008

I got served.

Actually no. I did the serving. And I made my first tip!!!! $25, which is pretty good, I think. I knew I would be a good waitress.

Besides that I have absolutely nothing to say. My head is too filled with logic games to have room for anything else....well, anything else besides the HORROR that I am experiencing right now watching Phil of the Future. He has decided that he has a crush on some random girl, which is infuriating because everyone knows that he is supposed to end up with his friend Keely! Aaaah!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

HelLSAT

Yup, its that bad. And although I was an absolute good girl at treating studying like a game for the first two of my prep class sessions, third time was charm in ushering me back to the ways of a lazy daydreamer.

It doesn't help my attention span that there are those incessant suck-ups in my class as per usual. They often tend to be boys (but not always as UW Statistics taught me), and they sicken me. I may be a good student but I could never even be acquaintances with those people who insist on attaching their lips to the teachers ass. Seriously. Do you think that is going to increase your LSAT score at all? No. Not even one point. It will just increase your enemy quota....something that, as a suck-up, you probably don't give a shit about anyway.

I am mildly entertained by some of the tips they give us, though. They say that whenever you have a disagreement between a female and a male in a prompt, it will generally be the male who is mistaken. Apparently you can pretty much depend on that because the LSAT has to make a concerted effort to be more "female-friendly"....or just more realistic. (: Also, if the prompt contains information about laws or legal practices, the favored one will always be the option that creates more laws, more restrictions, and basically things for lawyers to work on. Lovely.

Oh! And I am psyched that Rachel Maddow is getting her own show soon!!! She is by far my favorite news analyst and I will watch her show as religiously as I watch The Hills.








"Top 5 LSAT Faux Paus

5. Wearing War Paint: Seriously, Geronimo? This is the LSAT, not the Battle of The Little Big Horn or a high school football game. I’ve already built the test up to be far more important than it actually is. Your equating it with a bloody struggle for survival is not helping.

4. Having a Coughing Fit: I’ll excuse this one because I was the cougher in question, but in retrospect, it was certainly a faux-pas. If you were taking the LSAT this weekend in Akron, Ohio and couldn’t concentrate on the fifth section because a small Indian girl sounded like she was ready to unhinge an internal organ, I apologize.

3. Blatant Cheating: Whether searching for the experimental section, filling in bubbles past the time or scanning the work of the person next to you, there is no better way to get assaulted by a gang of Political Science majors than cheating on the LSAT. Pencils down means pencils down!

2. Over-packing: Good thing you brought eight pencils, five erasers, three extra layers of clothing, two water bottles, Kleenex, cough drops and a first aid kit. You never know what could happen. Actually, you do know what could happen–nothing! It’s a test, not a camping trip. How much could go wrong when you’re not allowed to leave the room? Here’s some advice: if the list of what you’re lugging to the test center sounds like a Christmas carol (and certainly if you are considering a partridge in a pear tree), you have over-packed.

1. Over-hyping Your Post-LSAT Plans: “Dude, this sucks. But when it’s over we’re sooo going to Mad4 and we’re going to get sooo trashed.” Clearly you’ve had to spend the past couple of weekends taking practice tests rather than hitting the bars and you’re feeling pretty insecure about it. If you’re a senior and still need to assure yourself of your own coolness during a standardized test, you need the sort of help that the Spin cannot provide."

-Amruta Godbole for the Daily Pennsylvanian
http://lamp.dailypennsylvanian.com/thespin/2006/10/03/

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Bubble Girl

It's ridiculous how awkward I am. I know that I will be a completely kicking waitress. I will be so attentive and endlessly friendly. I have absolutely no qualms about being helpful and outgoing when it comes to serving people and talking to them briefly and everything. So, how is it that I cannot handle meeting people and socializing and fitting in. There is so much standing around time at the restaurant and since I am in training and have nothing really to do, I stick out like a sore thumb. The wait staff are constantly talking and joking around and I just stand there. I need to freaking get it together if I am going to have a life that is not surrounded by Ramona Quimby awkwardness.

Argh! Why do I suck so much with new people? I just want everyone in my life to be familiar already.







"I wanted to be a ballerina. I changed my mind."
-Beverly Cleary

Friday, August 15, 2008

Prison Break...

is a delicious show, and if you don't appreciate it then you can go kick rocks. I think that Wentworth Miller's character's master plan to break out of jail is the sexiest damn thing I have ever watched....and not solely because Wentworth Miller is eye candy.

In other news, I am being annoying and obsessive today. So I am making an executive decision to put myself to bed....with an hour of reading Eclipse first, of course.

And, a thought: hickies...cute or trashy? Hmmm, it is up in the air.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Olympic Odes

So, I was not exactly that psyched coming into this summer Olympics. But then I realized that the next time I will have the opportunity of watching gymnastics and swimming will be when I am 25. Agh! That is enough to make anyone turn on their tv.

And once it is on, how can you turn it off? Seriously! Michael Phelps is the fastest swimmer that has ever lived! How can you not be enthralled by that! Plus I think that it was incredible that he gave up his spot in the men's relay to Ian Crocker last Olympics. I know he already had six gold medals at that point, but still. You have to be crazy-nice to sacrifice for a teammate like that. And Nastia Liukin and Shawn Johnson are amazing. Shawn is absolutely adorable and I love her name. And Nastia was killer. She is not exactly short for gymnastics, and yet she was so consistent in sticking her landings. She is fabulous, and she really seems like a down-to-earth, likeable person. And not in just a little girl kinds of way, like some of the female gymnasts. Also, nice choice of eyeshadow for the individual competition. Some of the girls seem to go a little crazy with the electric blue powder and eyeliner, but hers was completely perfect. And don't even get me started on Ryan Lochte. He is dashing. That is the best word I can think of to describe his face. I'm not attracted to him, even in a celebrity crush kind of way, I just think that he is objectively very very very good looking. And I was so happy that he won a gold medal today.

Also, watching Bella Caroli watch Nastia Liukin's floor routine was the most enjoyable thing that I have done in a loooong time. Seriously! Watch it on Youtube. I promise you will be smiling the whole time.

Oh! But sidenote, the body glitter that some of the gymnasts have on their faces is not cool at all. It looks gross when it mingles with sweat and everything, and makes them look younger. Which is especially bad for the Chinese women gymnasts because it is already suspected that three of them are underage. I think it is almost certain that they are younger than 16 because even NPR did a story on it. If they are, that is disappointing because it means that the Chinese government knowingly issued them illegal passports with fake birth dates. That is underhanded, and shouldn't be ignored by the Olympic Committee. I don't necessarily think that they gymnasts themselves should be punished at this point if they do turn out to be underage, but I do think that lying about their ages is at least as bad as steroid use.

Eventually?

Oh.My.Goodness.

I just had a dream that I wish I could erase. You know one of those really vivid ones that injects itself into your real life memories so that even when you are awake you can't go back to being the person who hadn't experienced whatever you experienced in your dream? And if its a good dream, then you can't go back to living your life regularly because you didn't know what you were missing before. Or at least you weren't as aware of it. And so your life is destined to feel incomplete until you can banish the dream memory to the back of your mind. But still, you will be reminded now and then of that thing that you can't have at the moment, that you really really really really just need.

And no. Do not be silly. I am not talking about sex.

I wish I wish I wish. That I was not in Baltimore.

I am so angsty, you would think I was still a teenager.








"The Duchess: You're thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. I can't tell you just now what the moral of that is, but I shall remember it in a bit.
Alice: Perhaps it hasn't one.
The Duchess: Tut, tut, child! Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it."
-Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Rush Limbaugh is a freaking douche

I saw a clip of him discussing Elizabeth Edwards and how she might be smarter than her husband and might have been directing his speeches and a large portion of his campaign. In a negative way, of course. God forbid Rush would discuss a woman being smart as a positive. Anyway, he wrapped it around in a very convoluted way to blame her for her husband's infidelity.

Gosh, its like Rush Limbaugh really wants to go to hell or something. He's willing to pull out all the stops.

The worst part is that his little misogynistic rant on Elizabeth Edwards was garbled and unclear and he stopped for a break at least three times in the middle of each sentence. Seriously, guy. Lay off the crack.