Saturday, December 11, 2010

"if you're not going to vegas fast, you're not going to vegas right"

Remember that time we went to Vegas right in the middle of end-of-the-semester insanity?

Midget Elvis.
Fountains at the Bellagio.
Classy Saturday.
Singing God Bless the USA at the top of our lungs with drunk grandmas.
6 cups of Diet Coke at dinner and having to pee in every major casino.
Kyle winning big ($5 baby!)
Taking awkward family pictures at the M&M factory

I love Vegas more than any Mormon girl ever should.
The lights, the crowds, the FREEDOM.

Take me back, please.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

it's a party in the li-brar-ayy

I'm sitting in the library writing a paper that is worth 95% of my grade. It is 11pm the night before it's due, and I have less than half of my rough draft done.

Of course, I'm on Facebook with the rest of my classmates trying to one up each other on how much we've still got to write. Because college isn't about putting everything you've got into each assignment, and the Philosophy department certainly knows we all only spend a few hours on these huge papers. The skill you need to acquire here is the ability to write incredibly long, eloquent philosophical analysis the night before it's due. If you've accomplished this then you've succeeded.

If only I'd discovered this sooner.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

my fair lady forever

Professor Henry Higgins.

The first man I ever fell in love with.

"You see, the great secret, Eliza, is not a question of good manners or bad manners, or any particular sort of manners, but having the same manner for all human souls. The question is not whether I treat you rudely, but whether you've ever heard me treat anyone else better."