Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts

Sunday, May 27, 2007

such great heights

I am still recovering from the sensory overload I endured yesterday and the night before that.

I can still feel the pain from finals, papers and the high expectations I had for myself this semester. My body and mind still feels tired from working it overtime this past week. I'm seizing all these feelings while I bask in my fruitful reward to remind me of how painful it was to get to it. It's definitely a great balance.

My aunt texted me after the ceremony, "You're a woman now."

Cheers to Trad'r Sam's, great company, cocktails in fruit bowls, graduating, San Francisco and a dark chocolate truffle martini to kill for.

Pictures and a re-cap shortly to follow..

Friday, May 25, 2007

fin.

I am done! So wtf do I do now?!?!?!!?!?

Say your prayers, scorpian bowl.

proofread

"At the beginning of Chapter 10, Posner takes issue with the attempt to resolve questions of interpretation by political or ethical judgment, referring to resolve questions of interpretation by political or ethical judgment, referring to Dworkin’s attempt to justify Steelworkers v. Weber by the concept of equality."

Amazing what you don't notice at 4 a.m. while coming down from your caffeine high.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Earth to Alisha?

The sleep deprivation, heart palpitations from the excessive amounts of coffee, the stress and the inability to find the right words to formulate a well-rounded thesis is killing every ounce of hope of every making it out of this semester without hurting someone or myself.

The non-stop research, the typing of the keyboard and the overused phrases like "According to..." and "In X's essay..." is keeping me from knowing what else that has been going on with everyone else. Being stuck in the library while I marinate in my thoughts is causing mild insanity and neuroticism.

Don't mind me - I'm sleep, hungry, aggrivated and stressed.

While I was leaving campus and feeling bad for my sorry ass, I looked over and saw a little girl with her mom flying a kite. The little girl was sprinting as the mom was encouraging her and saying, "Go, go, go!" Eventually the two managed to get the kite in the air and both cheered in unison. Then all of a sudden, I felt a whole lot better.