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Wishlist

Amazon has this nifty new toolbar that lets you add things from all over the web to your amazon.com wishlist.  First off, I think this is amazing, as I can finally legitimately add Ryan Gosling to my wishlist.  It does, however, make me drool every time I look at the site.  There are a lot of things to lust after, and I feel hopeful that I'm on Hannukah Harry's nice list.  Aside from world peace and chocolate that makes you lose weight, here's what's on my wishlist this year. Schrodinger's Kittens  by John Gribbin,  How to Teach Physics to Your Dog  by Chad Orzel, and  The Drunkard's Walk  by Leonard Mlodinow Despite recently becoming a humanities major, I still love science and mathematics.  I am especially geeky when it comes to physics.  Despite my less-than-stellar grade in the course in high school, it was one of the best classes I ever took, and I am still trying to teach myself quantum physics. Moleskine City Notebook: New York  and  Moleskine Music

Poughkeeeeeeepsie

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My New Year's resolution is to take more pictures, specifically self portraits.  I want to take a self portrait every week for an entire year, one that I'm really proud of. They will probably all be better than this. Anyway, three of my best friends and I are already home from school, and our other best friend finished her last exam yesterday.  We decided to go get her and bring her home together.  It's a nearly two hour drive, though, so we had to amuse ourselves. Kaitlyn, upon entering the car, was immediately smothered in hugs. We haven't seen each other in a month, so it was a pretty emotional reunion. I got to see her dorm without the aid of Skype for the first time, which was awesome.  Kaitlyn reads this blog, and got inspired to do her own version of my wall decorations.  She also did some circles on her roommate's side of the room,  using some...*cough*... interesting  circles. At least her roommate can be safe and decorative!  After crowding in

Re-decorating, Continued

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I've been making paper snowflakes while I study, and most of them have hearts to match the hearts on the walls. This leaves me with piles and piles and piles of adorable little paper hearts without a home, and I can't bear to waste them. I got this adorable yarn on (where else) Etsy a few months ago, and I haven't had much to do with it,  so I attached the hearts to different lengths of string  and hung them over my pillow!  Aren't they cute? And the snowflakes look so pretty on our window.  (:  We haven't gotten any snow yet, so these will have to do for now.  I also put paper hearts on my friend Emily's wall today to de-stress after my chemistry final!  Isn't she the cutest? Emily's bed is right on the other side of the wall from mine, and we knock back and forth to each other.  We have a secret code. Did you ever have secret codes when you were little?  Do you have any now?  Tell me!

Re-decorating for Finals

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When I'm stressed (like I am right now for finals), I usually want to bake or make crafts.  From reading  Katie 's blog to de-stress, I've been dying to decorate my walls.  Unfortunately, my walls look like this: My roommate's walls, however, look like this: We've both been really stressed lately, so I wanted to do something that would make her smile.  I've had these magazines since I went home for Thanksgiving break, and I figured it was time to do something with them.  After about an hour of furious snipping, And pausing to sniff the perfume samples, I had a huge pile of scraps. But also, a huge pile of hearts!  I used sticky tack to stick the hearts to her wall, And made a pretty pattern! Now when she looks up from her bed, she'll have something pretty to look at and will remember how much I love her.  (:  I even had enough hearts left over to do the wall above my bed!  Now it'll always look like I'm dreaming of love. What do you do t

We are Intimate Strangers

I am on a bus right now. What an interesting transient community. I am sitting next to someone who has lived at the same university as me for two and a half months. We have never met. Isn't that peculiar?  I was thinking of that earlier. Last Friday as I was leaving my Chemistry lab at around 5:00, one of my classmates was heading in the same direction as I was. We walked together, exchanging casual remarks about the weather and music and our lives. I'd never met him before. I'm not sure I would have been able to pick him out as a Brandeis student in a crowd. But we just kept talking and it was nice.  Our paths were about to split when I realized I had no idea what his name was. We yelled introductions as our paths diverged. It was a backwards sort of friendship. I didn't see him again all week, until the next lab. It turns out we've been in the same lab group for two and a half months now. Even then, I didn't talk to him during that lab. We left at differen

Music and Things

Most of you know that I am now in the middle of the monstrosity known as NaNoWriMo .  I'm keeping up pretty well, and I'm actually really into my story, which is nice.  A huge part of my writing is music, so I figured I'd put some of the songs in my playlist here.  Enjoy! NB: I'm a big believer in the order mattering for mixes, but I haven't made my official NaNo mix.  These songs are in no particular order. "If We Can Land a Man On the Moon, Surely I Can Win Your Heart" (Beulah) "Wishing Well" (The Airborne Toxic Event) "Loneliest Generation" (Harper Blynn) "All is Love" (Karen O. & The Kids) "Turn Off Your Phone" (Andy Glover) "I'm Right Here" (Mike Lombardo) "The Debt" (Julia Nunes) "Blue Eyes" (Mika) "Drop Down" (Mike Falzone) "Around You" (Sherwood) "Roll Away Your Stone" (Mumford and Sons) "This is Why We Fight" (The Decemberists) &

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            I want to dye my hair again.  I think maybe turquoise this time.  I’ve had the turquoise dye under my cabinet for forever, but there’re a few reasons I haven’t dyed it yet.  For one, I don’t want to be that girl, the one who dyes her hair just because she’s heading off to school and can reinvent herself.  I also didn’t want to have dyed hair during the high holidays while I was at synagogue.             But I had a conversation with Cece today about what’s probably the real reason: The Manic Pixie Mythos.  When I had purple hair, people looked at me differently.  They thought I was quirky, interesting.  Just because of the color of the tips of my hair.  Isn’t that odd?  And I didn’t want people to think I was a manic pixie.  I didn’t want to feel like I had to live up to my hair.             But days like today are the days I want to escape into my inner manic pixie dream girl.  I want to dye my hair again and tell some guy that the Shins will change his life and read po