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I redesigned my twitter a few weeks ago and the graphic turned out pretty cool, I think:

In other not-so-exciting news, I found out on Friday that I was not accepted into the Master’s program at University of Vermont. GRE wasn’t high enough. Definitely not meant to be. I’ve started processing the possibility of staying in Raleigh for another year, and I think that will be okay. Just another obstacle to figure out where I’m supposed to be. I sure don’t know what the heck I want.

What’s left

23 days until graduation.

What’s Left:

- 3 more pages on my Blaxploitation paper for Afr. Am. Literature due tomorrow
- Afr. Am. wiki due tomorrow
- Outline of Eng 425 paper, due tomorrow
- Wetland Delineation Case Study
- NR 400 Management Plan progress report
- NR 400 Manangement Plan progress presentation
- ENG 425 12 pg paper
- ENG 425 paper presentation
- Energy and the Environment Team Report
- Energy and the Environment Presentation
- Afr. American Literature Wiki Presentation
- Actual Wetland Delineation + Maps + Report (aka a lot of GIS, groan)
- NR 400 Final Management Plan
- Energy and the Environment Exam
- Afr. Am. Literature Exam CANCELLED! WOO!
- A BANGIN’ Graduation Party
- Diploma

Oh yea, I’m graduating?

People keep asking me what my post-graduation plans are. And I answer by drawing out a big fat “?” in the air. It’s exciting, but now I’m getting a little nervous! Someone give me a plan, fast!

A good conversation.

Summary of my life/day:

Kara: haha
i see you are very confident about passing something
me: ahaha. still haven’t finished my papers
kara: oh geez
kara: i thought you only had 3 sentences
me: haha well i’m up to a page now!
kara: oh I thought you were telling me last night you only had 3 sentences left
me: OHHH hahahaa noo
me: i only had three sentences WRITTEN
kara: haha yea that makes more sense

Notey notes.

Lately I’ve had to write myself a lot of notes to get crap done. And I’ve realized the more funny or ironic my notes are, the more likely I am to accomplish said task. That’s weird, I know. But whatever.

I am not the least bit ashamed to admit I have real trouble waking up, and am the worst snoozer ever, sometimes hitting the button for one+ hours. To wake up, I’ve written myself such fantastic notes as:

- WAKE THE HELL UP! Do something with your life.
- WAKE UP YOU DUMMY.
- WAKE UP! You have to hike with Maggie. (sadly unsuccessful, but I think we at least made it to the Global Village part of our adventure.)
- WAKE UP AND SHOWER. You smell.

These are always strategically placed over my alarm clock so I can’t see the time. Sometimes they work, sometimes they don’t. Lately I’ve been really bad about forgetting to take my allergy medicine in the morning, and I end up sniffling and being miserable all day. You’d think I’d remember this in the morning, but I’m not the clearest of thinkers in early hours of the day, so I resort to:

I cannot forget the achoo’s and miserable eyes with that staring at me in the mirror!

Like most things in my life, including mix cd names, I don’t write my stuff anymore. I just kick it from my head you know what I’m saying, I can do that. No disrespect. But that’s how I am.

Dead is aliveeee

I’m going to go ahead and be cliche and say that dead week is certainly not dead for me. I’m currently procrastinating on a paper that really would not be hard to write with proper time and effort, I just cannot get myself into gear, and Regina Spektor is hardcore distracting me. As is wikipedia, twitter, last.fm, and of course this darn blog. Amazingly I’ve been able to steer clear of facebook. I think my next procrastination move will be to migrate to the library because “I need to find some hard copy references.” Uh, yeah. Motivation, I’VE LOST YOU PLEASE COME BACK. PLEASE PLEASE.

I don’t know what I’m doing.

The more I research graduate programs, the more I realize, I don’t know what the heck I want to do with my life I keep finding really interesting programs, and so many different things pique my interest that I wonder, am I really ready to be that focused?