1 post tagged “weekends”
First things first: the Infinitely Dorky Circle of Fifths (or Fourths) clock, as requested by Steve. It's pretty much the coolest thing I own, even though I had to take the battery out--ticking = not conducive to studying. The good news is it doubles as a metronome if the metronome marking is 60! Har har har!!! ...Ha?
Um. Moving on.
Finals week has finally arrived, and one of the roughest semesters to date is almost finished. I've done everything to put off working on papers and studying for finals (including watching all 6 seasons of Sex and the City for the second time in my life), and now I've poured myself a nice cup of coffee in my favorite mug in hopes that the caffeine will inspire me to sit down and read for this blasted research paper. (So far, the coffee has succeeded only in making me want to tool around on the Internet while listening to the Beatles.)
I spent the weekend having Family Times and being incredibly irresponsible (neglecting two days of practicing when your piano jury is on Monday is probably not the best plan). My brother, his fiancee, and I went out Friday night. We indulged in a bit of old fashioned brother-sister mischief and changed all the sounds on my parents computer--little things that let them know we care. Examples included recordings of us yelling "BYE!" when any menu is closed, "GERMANY!" (don't ask) when any window is maximized, and my personal favorite: "WHEEEE-oo-weee-ooo" any time a pop-up or drop-down menu is used. ("Annoying" does not begin to describe it.) My mom called me this morning demanding to know how to restore the old sounds (or lack of sounds).
Saturday was a day of shopping with mi madre, as every girl knows that before going out of town for a month, new clothes must be purchased. I feel
the day was a success, although the credit card statements will beg to differ. (...Geez, Carrie Bradshaw is rubbing off on me.) In any event, I feel prepared for California. Saturday was also a day of cheeseburgers--my dad makes the only burgers I enjoy, and I had been craving them for a week. My heart might not have thanked me, but my stomach did. Mmm! An excellent weekend.
...Okay, now that I've finished the coffee, maybe I'll actually get some work done.
Um. Moving on.
Finals week has finally arrived, and one of the roughest semesters to date is almost finished. I've done everything to put off working on papers and studying for finals (including watching all 6 seasons of Sex and the City for the second time in my life), and now I've poured myself a nice cup of coffee in my favorite mug in hopes that the caffeine will inspire me to sit down and read for this blasted research paper. (So far, the coffee has succeeded only in making me want to tool around on the Internet while listening to the Beatles.)
I spent the weekend having Family Times and being incredibly irresponsible (neglecting two days of practicing when your piano jury is on Monday is probably not the best plan). My brother, his fiancee, and I went out Friday night. We indulged in a bit of old fashioned brother-sister mischief and changed all the sounds on my parents computer--little things that let them know we care. Examples included recordings of us yelling "BYE!" when any menu is closed, "GERMANY!" (don't ask) when any window is maximized, and my personal favorite: "WHEEEE-oo-weee-ooo" any time a pop-up or drop-down menu is used. ("Annoying" does not begin to describe it.) My mom called me this morning demanding to know how to restore the old sounds (or lack of sounds).
Saturday was a day of shopping with mi madre, as every girl knows that before going out of town for a month, new clothes must be purchased. I feel
...Okay, now that I've finished the coffee, maybe I'll actually get some work done.
