We got out way early out of journalism research today because we had an exam. Loop's exam for j-research is pretty much legendary, in that no one ever passes. Kind of. I think I did all right, considering that I was facing what was supposed to be impossible. It's wasn't great, but it was good enough for me not to be weeping into my keyboard right now.
During my dining hall shift this morning I think I prepped approximately 5 bajillion grilled cheese sandwiches, in these huge bins. It was totally a blast. That's a lie, but at 6:30 a.m., mindless repetition in substitution of physical labor is like a gift from God.
On Friday night I braved the 40 mph winds to book it over to the Hill Center pool to interview all the divers. The thing about the Hill Center is that they totally love to lock me out of wherever I need to be. So this interview involved me kicking the door of the women's locker room for an extended period of time. But I got what I needed. So sacrificing all a largest percentage of my dignity and composure was totally worth it.
Saturday night, after a day around town with friends L and A, a bunch of us made the pilgrimage to the Ithacapella concert. One thing you have to understand about Ithaca College is that Penn State is to football what Ithaca College is to acapella. EVERYONE GOES. Ithacappella is always good. Always. They do their standards awesomely, like this. But they also take really current songs. Saturday night they seriously did Kanye West's "Heartless." Really. They also did "Burnin' Up" by the Jonas Brothers, and my personal favorite, "Say" by OneRepublic.
Sunday, I wasted my life by going to the college opera and realizing that, no, just because IC does it does not mean I am going to be entertained. There was some flying around the stage, and some neat costumes, but in the end, it was a french opera. There was a lot of high pitched vibrato, and a whole lot of subtitles. Not my cup of tea.
Then, I headed back to the dorm and was crushed underneath the ridiculous amount of work I should have been doing all weekend. But I got it done.
Massive success!
Oh, and the Oscars? I was totally psyched that Slumdog Millionaire won, because it was actually the only one I actually got around to seeing. And it was great!
And now, I am going to re-energize with a cup of tea and/or a dance party accompanied by Kelly Clarkson.
