Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Today is about frustration - (1) over my Internet continuing NOT to work (we're going on three unacceptably long and communication-less days), (2) over having to share editing equipment when I have a deadline tomorrow and other people are putzing on projects due the last week of spring term (and because no one has printed out a sign-up sheet - this is seemingly okay), (3) learning that the video installation opening will be the Saturday night when I'll be in Montreal (something I am not willing to miss), (4) spent a long time quibbling over a decision that was extremely hard to make in an important context, (5) that I have to give $20 to a stupid Feb Committee to pay for events I was not planning to attend largely because I have few friends in the Feb class and a lot of friends outside of the Feb class with whom I'd like to spend my remaining nights in College (this is just frustration out of principle - on why I am required to give a committee $20 for drinks I may or may not drink at a bar I may or may not go to next Friday night. I guess there is a time and place for class bonding and now it's just too little too late. If this counts as my graduation I want to spend it with my friends and family.).

But today is also about celebrating a certain fantastically brilliant, hard-working, Cuban, good cookin' friend and his acceptance to Harvard Law. Or as Juan said it, "Princeton is only for people that don't get into Harvard." Go Crimson! And here's to hoping that we'll both be Cambridge bound.
posted by lmjasinski at 3:08 PM