Showing posts with label undie run. Show all posts
Showing posts with label undie run. Show all posts

Thursday, June 11, 2009

just one of those soon-to-be-extinct typical college nights that I will dearly miss

writing this as I am semi buzzed but it's wearing off so like Lady Gaga says, it'll be ok!

Came back from undie run! LAST ONE EVER.

It is so, so, SO sad. I really am gonna miss this tradition. And this was seriously the best one yet. Spring qtr is always good, but this one was BOMB DIGGITY. There were so many runners!!! People started running at 11:50 which is completely lame and against undie-run rules. But it was amazing nonetheless!!! Having the huge IM field was actually a perk! I lost my keys and phone but I have faith my phone will find its way back to me.

I have one last final on friday, but that one is easy peasy. I technically finished with all my hard ones today!!! :D best feeling ever... I have been running on an average of 2-3 hours of sleep a night for the past 5-6 nights. My body doesn't even know how to sleep for more than 6 hours anymore. Actually, it doesn't even know how to feel tired anymore. When I lay in bed, I can't for the life of me get my brain to shut off. I wonder if sleep is just an acquired thing... I mean, do we really need sleep? I haven't really slept and I feel just as capable and collected as I usually do. Even moreso, perhaps!

After my final today I went to look for shoes to go with my graduation dress because I have literally 1 pair of heels that I wear for every occasion. But instead of getting sophisticated, classy heels to go with my white dress, I kinda splurged on AMAZING clubbing heels. Which I do not regret doing at all. Just need to learn to be 5'12''.

AND I got grades back for one of my courses already and guess what I got?!? Yea, you know it!

Anyway, it's so nice to unwind with music. Music solves everything. I firmly believe that if we all, every antagonistic person in the world, just sat down and basked in music, we would all find universal peace and get along forever and ever. That should be a public policy or something. I'll take it to Obama. Anyway, music time now. See you all after graduation in NYC BABY!!!

OMGawsh commencement is Friday... is this all really happening? It's ending just like that?!?

Thursday, March 19, 2009

LEGEND wait for it wait for it -ARY!!!

undie run! actually a rather slow one this year. It was more like undie walk for the majority of it. They keep trying to close it down, but NEVER!!! The route has changed at least 4 times since I've been here. I'll miss this! It was actually more fun sober! And it sounds lame, but it IS tradition! U-C-L-A! U-C-L-A fuck SC!!! The best part is running through that tunnel/bridge, seeing TONS of people ahead of you and tons MORE behind you, doing the 8-clap. That's a bad shot, but good photography wasn't really my biggest concern at that moment

Ok, so after thinking about my 8-20 page Romantics paper for about... 5 years, I've decided to completely change my thesis. I've tried working around my original thesis, but it's not cohesive enough. I just can't do it. I've accumulated like 10 pages of notes, and it's all just bullshit to me. Pure bullshit. So now, I'm starting from scratch. And it's due in less than 2 days. And I already feel like I fucked up my final today. I must be crazy. But I really like this new thesis, I think it's gonna work. I'm writing it much faster than my original one. And here's what I tell myself: If I put every single neuron I have into this paper, annotate, analyze, pick apart and put back together every little word, every punctuation, every meter in these poems, if I put everything I have into it, I'll have so much more fun in Mexico!

So I might not sleep for the next two days. I'm definitely not going out.

Maybe I can invoke a muse. Like Milton did. And like Blake did with Milton. That means I should invoke Blake, to keep the chain going. Except I don't have a prophetic message to share. And Blake's mind is a little too out there for me. So maybe Coleridge. I invoke you, Coleridge! Even though you were an extremely neurotic, deeply depressed, artistically insecure, opium addict! Or maybe I should just shut up and write my shitty paper before I waste any more time.