Yay Birthday

Saturday was my birthday, but I decided it would be much more fun to celebrate the whole weekend instead of limiting myself to one day. I know that people are supposed to grow out of being obsessed with their birthday, but I think I missed that memo. I spend the whole week thinking and talking about how excited I am that my birthday is coming and then spend the day telling everyone that they have to be nice and let me have my way because it's my birthday. My friends called me the birthday princess. I think there might have been a mocking tone behind that name, but I choose to ignore it. My birthday madness payed off, and it turned out to be the best weekend. Saturday, for the main event, my friends and I had a cocktail party at our apartment and even made everyone dress up. I spent the day doing my sister's hair and make-up for prom and getting myself ready. My amazing friends spent the day decorating our apartment, setting out the food, and assembling our bar. Everything turned out better than we had hoped, and we had an amazing time. On Sunday my parents, sister, and grandparents took me to dinner. The only downfall was sitting in the restaurant while they made fun of me for having a rough morning. Grandpa wants a tally of how many cocktails I actually consumed. Now I can look wistfully back on the pictures, with only minor embarassment, and think about how much I loved my birthday.

Completely Disturbing

I'm sure other people have heard about Aliza Shvarts, but I find her "art" to be extremely disturbing and wrong. I don't care how liberal you are, repeatedly artificially insemenating yourself so you can induce miscarriages and film it is messed up. She even kept the blood for part of her display. What do you guys think? I'm all for a woman's right to choose how to use her body and what happens to it, but this seems excessive.

I Like Turtles

My roommate showed me this video, and I find this child extremely frightening. I don't know if it's the face paint or if he's just a really creepy kid.

And the Countdown Begins

I just realized that there are only 5 more weeks of classes!!!! I'm sure everyone agrees when I say that I can't wait for the semester to be over. Pretty soon I'm going to progress to the daily countdown instead of weekly. Unfortunately the semester ending means that I have to find a job for this summer. I have a horrible feeling that I'll be back at the Walgreen's Distribution Center packing totes. I start at 5:30 in the morning, and it's painfully boring. The only good thing is that it pays well. At least it's better than working in the corn field. Believe me, I know. Does everybody else have summer jobs?

Dance Dance

Since I have three papers due this week, I decided that I was only allowed to leave the apartment for one night over the weekend. I also decided that if I was only going to escape from homework for one night, I'd better make it good. It seemed like the best option was to join my friends on their trip to the High Noon Saloon for Indie Queer. At first I was a little apprehensive. I mean, I've always been a bit on the preppy side and a horrible dancer, so I figured I probably wouldn't fit in at a wild dance party and drag show, but after we spent some time at Frida's, I started to get into the idea. I wriggled into my roommate's skinny jeans, smeared on some body glitter, and broke out the glow sticks. Basically the night consisted of lots of wildly dressed bodies moving all over each other in a relatively small space. I danced like crazy the whole time, even on-stage (completely unprecedented), and some guy told me multiple times that I was a fantastic dancer. I think he was either on something or thought I was really cute. My roommates attribute it to a combination of the skinny jeans and Carmen Electra and Dancing With the Stars workout tapes. Yes, that's right. I do Carmen Electra Fit to Strip and Dancing With the Stars workouts and I probably brought out my new moves on the dance floor. Whatever it is, I am definitely a dance party convert.

Goodbye White Beach, Hello White Snow

I am currently mourning the end of spring break and nursing multiple sun burns. Vacation was great, but somehow I ended up being the only one who looked like a lobster. Sometimes I feel like I should come with one of those tags that plants have, the ones that say how much sun they can have. Mine tag would probably carry instructions not to leave me in direct sunlight for extended periods of time. It turns out that two hours is enough to get fried, but only in select spots. Despite the fact that aloe is my new best friend, I am definately not ready for break to be over.

Lifetime

Since I have so much to do before leaving for spring break, I declared that I would be a hermit this weekend. I figured I could study, pack, and clean, but, instead of being productive, I watched a bunch of Lifetime original movies. It started when I was flipping through the channels while eating cereal Saturday morning. I started watching the Lifetime movie, and suddenly I was sucked in. I think I watched a total of four this weekend. Who does that? They aren't even that good. Mostly I watched women go through traumatic experiences, fall in love, and end up with their happily ever after. The best part was when my roommate and her friend came back unexpectedly and caught me in the act. They might have to stage a sappy movie intervention. How does everyone else waste time?

Spiralling Semester

I have recently realized that I am pretty much screwed for the rest of the semester. I've been busy this first half, but my homework has at least been somewhat manageable. This is most definately not the case anymore. I'm sure that other people are facing the same thing with work levels quickly spiralling out of control. It may seem like I'm wining, but that's only because I AM wining. Next week I have three midterms, all of which promise to be oh so delightful. For awhile I thought, "at least spring break is close and I can relax", but I was just allowing myself to be fooled. I can't just lay on the beach and forget about classes for a few days because I have way too many things due right when I get back, including 3 papers within the first two weeks. Is everyone else going to have as much to do as I am? Come on, join my little pity party. You'll feel better afterwards; I know I do.

Bitch is the New Black

I loved this SNL clip. It's not the actual video, only a still image, but the sound is the same.

Computer from Hell

I have come to the conclusion that my computer is either possessed, or it just hates me. I'm really sorry that I spilled cheesecake on it, but haven't I been punished enough? I even bought it a whole new keyboard. I was so excited to get my "v" key back, and then my wireless stopped working. It keeps saying that there is a "problem applying profile". I thought I could deal with it because it connects to every network except the one we set up in my apartment. So what if it was a little slower? I could manage, at least until last Sunday. All of a sudden it just decided to stop working all together. The computer told me that I was connected to the internet, but all that came up was a white screen. I was going to take it back to DoIt, but it was working again on Monday morning. Personally, I think the stupid thing was just lulling me into a false sense of security. It wanted me to believe that it was okay so that I would be upset all over again when it stopped opening the internet again this Sunday. Maybe it just decided to observe a day of rest. I mean, it's only quit working on Sundays. I'm hoping it's going to magically repair itself because I have no clue how to fix it, and I think my roommate might not want me hogging her computer. Maybe I should apologize to it again for the cheesecake. Maybe then it will stop trying to spite me. If that doesn't work, I might have to have an electronic exorcism.

Voting! Woohoo!

First, I am definately pre-registering next year. My roommate and I waited in line for almost half an hour before we finally got to vote. It didn't realize until today that I have to register every time my address changes. Second, I found that I was definately in the minority with my vote. As I was standing in line, two guys behind me were wondering if anyone would actually vote for Hillary. When I turned around and told them that I was indeed voting for her, they informed me that didn't count because I was a girl. Apparantly the only reason I would do such a heinous thing would be that I want a female president, a view that was also shared by some of my male friends. The fact that she is a woman has nothing to do with why I support her. I like both Obama and Clinton, but I feel that she has more concrete plans and experience. My candidate didn't win, but I think it was still important to cast my vote. I hope everyone did the same, no matter who they voted for.

Top Model, Yeah!!!!!

Wednesday marks the beginning of the newest season of "America's Next Top Model", and I am super excited. I'll be the first to admit that I am addicted to tv shows. The writer's strike deprived me of many hours of valuable procrastination time, but that will soon come to the end once new episodes start filming. Until my other shows are back in action, I can tide myself over with "Top Model". Even though Tyra drives me nuts, I love the crazy photo shoots they do every week, not to mention my love of Nigel Barker. Last season wasn't as interesting as they have been in the past, and I hope that this new season will be better and the girls more interesting. Only three more days until I find out.

Hallelujah???

I have finally submitted my business school application, and I'm caught somewhere between extreme relief and utter terror. There is suddenly a huge weight put on macroeconomics. It is the only thing standing between me and an acceptance letter. The first midterm is tomorrow, and instead of studying I am sitting here blogging. Yes, I know; shame on me. I've studied for hours, and I think I just have to be done and hope it goes well.

Aside from my fear of econ, the application terrifies me because I don't really know what I want to do with my life. When I was little this was a simple question with a simple response. I wanted to be Batman. Too bad I realized the "man" part of being Batman was anotomically impossible for me. Now I think that I might be able to settle for Wonder Woman. I mean, she does have actual super-powers. How cool would it be to be able to fly? Until I realize this dream, I guess I'll just have to figure out a career in the real world.

On a completely unrelated note, I absolutely love this video for Obama:

"Yes We Can"

Evita

I'll admit that one of my secret obsessions is the musical "Evita". I've watched the movie, I have the soundtrack, and today I saw the play for the second time. I'm even guilty of serenading my roommates, much to there dismay. Going to plays is probably one of my favorite things to do, and I love musicals. I also have the soundtrack to "Wicked", but I usually refrain from belting that one out at random times. For some reason I don't have that kind of self control when it comes to "Evita". If I weren't so afraid of public humiliation I'd have found it difficult not to sing along during the play. I know some of you have got to have equally embarrassing obsessions. The videos are two of my favorite songs in the play, "Don't Cry for Me Argentina" and "A New Argentina".

Aside from my love of the songs in "Evita", the history behind it is really interesting. Eva Duarte de Peron was probably one of the biggest social climbers in history. She went from a poor girl to the first lady of Argentina by the age of 27. She was seen as both a saint and a harsh dictator during Peron's time in power. She died at age 33, and her body disappeared for 16 years. I don't know if many people know that much about her, but I think her life is fascinating.

Important Life Lesson

So, I have recently learned some extremely significant lessons:

1. Multitasking has limits.

2. Eating cheese cake, watching a movie, and facebooking at the same time exceeds those limits.

3. When you break something, trying to use it without fixing it only destroys the thing further.

I learned all of this after dropping an entire piece of cheesecake on top of my keyboard. When the keys started to stick, I decided it would be a great idea to rip the "v" key off of the keyboard to clean out the topping that had oozed beneath it. It turns out that I have no idea what I'm doing with computers, and I had broken the key so badly that I couldn't get it back on. Apparantly this wasn't quite enough damage. I thought I was so clever because I could still type with the nub that was left behind. The only problem is that, after refusing to get it fixed for a whole semester, I damaged the keyboard itself. In my effort to save myself from the embarrassment of an explanation, I have been reduced to copying and pasting every time I use a "v". The DoIt center had to order me a whole new keyboard, and I had to explain anyway. In short, the computer is a no cheesecake zone, and, if you are as techologically challenged as I am, just take it to someone else.

Hello and welcome to my first ever adventure into the world of blogging. As I continue with, and hopefully improve, this blog I will give you a glimpse into the many random thoughts that bounce around in my mind. Maybe they'll reflect my classes, tv shows, or the events currently impacting my life. Whatever they are, my interests are constanly changing.

Currently I am trying to decide which candidate I want to win the primaries, Clinton or Obama. This is the first time I will be able to vote in a presidential election, so it's also the first time I've really tried to pay attention to issues involved. Last night I watched "Closing Arguments" on MTV, but I'm still unsure where my support should fall. I was impressed with Clinton's plan for solving the immigration problem, but I also liked Obama's responses to civil unions and improving the economy.

I've come to realize that I haven't payed nearly enough attention to politics and current events that effect the world around me. I won't claim to be an expert on these things but rather someone who's just testing the waters. What better time to start forming political opinions than in college, where everyone seems ready to discuss their's? I'll admit, it's a little intimidating to discuss politics with people who seem to have all the answers, but I think I can handle it some criticism, especially since my grandfather's first thought about me going to Madison were along the lines of, "I hope she doesn't come back some kind of liberal or bring home a hippie".

As Super Tuesday approaches I can't help but wonder if the U.S. will really elect someone other than the traditional white male president. As much as I's like to think so, I know that there are still many out there who have a hard time looking past this level. I also wonder which democratic candidate has the best chance of winning the election? For me this is an important factor in who I support because I'd rather have either Clinton or Obama over any of the republican candidates. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens on Tuesday and try to stay informed.