i'd walk to you if i had no other way

So yesterday, one of my professors, my favorite professor for that matter, asked me where I want to go to college. And I said American U, because that is/was my first choice. He gives me this look of dismay and asks "Why?" I was taken off guard because most people who've heard of AU think it makes perfect sense for a political science major to go there. I asked him "Why not?" and he says something like you could get into so many better schools, and etc. and etc. and than he's like "why not go Ivy League?" This is after hearing my GPA.

I was immensely flattered. Its not every day that someone incredibly smart, who got their doctorate at Purdue, who got into many ivy's, tells you that you could get into an ivy. My parents were impressed. Okay, my dad was impressed by the fact that I have over a 3.5

I don't want to unneccesairly limit myself. I contemplated Ivy type schools last summer but eventually( i.e. sometime between PSAT's and Fall semester grades) I gave up. I think I underestimate myself a lot. I'm waiting till the end of this semester to make any "final" decisions about where to apply. SAT's are on Sat. (HA, same initals) and I want to see these semesters grades for sure.

Anyhow, there are seven Ivy's. Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Brown, Columbia, Dartmouth, and University of Pennsylvania. I have commentary on each:

Harvard: There's a reason its the greatest university in America. Obviously its not very likely I would get into Harvard. They have amazing financial aid, Boston seems amazing, and everyone who goes there seems very intelligent and passionate about life.

Yale: Seems really cool. The grounds themselves are beautiful. Like all of our last presidents except for Obama went there, so that says something for their poly sci program.

Princeton: Its in, basically, a suburb. They have eating clubs which are sort of like fraternities except they involve food. Really preppy, so I've heard, which I would probably love. They have an odd curriculum.

Brown: Really cool. They don't have a core curriculum, so you basically take what you want. Which sounds really cool. Pretty liberal. Pretty laid back. Providence seems nice, but may not be enough of a city.

Columbia: In NYC. Has a core curriculum..eh. Probably would transfer well. Smack dab in the biggest city, which is awesome and not so awesome. Seems nice.

Dartmouth: In the middle of no where. No matter what the merits of this excellent school are, I am not living in the country.

UPenn: Cool. Nice. Not sure about Pennsylvania. Nothing wrong with it, I just haven't considered living there.

So yeah. My not so great opinions on super great schools.
Looking forward to starting college applications......................................................

C'est ca l'Amour

I'm terrified that its going to rain. Okay, so terrified may not be the right word for it. I'm wearing a strapless dress (my easter dress), a very thin white coat, and wedges. Yes, I'm cold. I'm loving the summer weather. Well, the Summer weather that was. I'm a person who really likes consistency. Hmmph.


I'd really love one of the Yves Saint Laurent wristlets that look like an envelope. They're so cute.

I am listening to the worst song right now. But I love the beat. The words are just SO...oh gosh.

I was walking up the stairs just now holding my giant bag on one arm, a venti coffee in one hand, a venti water in the other, my binder, and my coat on the other-- and this guy hands me a flier (he was really cute) smiles at me, and goes "You look like you need to save money on books!!" and winks at me.

Thinks to self "Honey, I need help with a lot more than books. Like, walking and not triping on my wedges and falling over would be a great start. "

I'm thinking about going vegetarian for a month. We'll see. I'm afraid, honestly, that I'll eat worse not better. But than again, can I really eat worse than I do now??

I'm also thinking about reading a book a week. I read the equivalent of a book a week right now. Its just usually split up pages. Which sort of annoys me because I feel like I never get the full content.

Day 2 of my French studies is going well. A bit of Disney, a bit of conversation, and a bit of Miss Dior Cherie. C'est ca l'Amour. (So this is love).

Je l'aime

I have decided that I am going to work on one of my most important life goals this spring/summer.

I am going to teach myself French: the whole shebang. How to speak, read, and understand. I considered taking a French 101 class this summer, but I would be missing the last two weeks because of my Washington DC trip. Obviously, that would not work out. So, I'm going to teach myself.

First, I am going to order a set of basic CD's to teach me conversational French. I'll upload those to my iPod. I'm also going to subscribe to a podcast in French--what about, I am not sure. We all ready have a French dictionary at home, so I'll use that. I also need to purchase a guide to French grammar. The best website on teaching one's self a foreign language suggests doing one audio lesson a day, as well as reading through a grammar guide at the same time.

Eventually I'll read some beginner French stories, building up to the pieces (some political theorists) that I really want to read.

currently I am listening to Beauty and the Beast songs in French. Fabulous.

its our time now

We went to Venice Beach yesterday.

Any ideas I ever had about being a hippie are now cured. Seriously, it was nuts. All the street vendors were totally high. Or coming down from a high. Or looking for more pot. Or selling stuff praising the joys of pot. Or selling paintings they painted while high.
I asked this guy how much for one of his necklaces and he goes
"Free, if you give me a cigarette."

And I'm like "I don't have one."

He's like "Why not?"

"I'm 16. (stupid)"

"So? You should start smoking. Your supposed to question authority. Its not like you'll get cancer."

"I don't want to smoke."

"You should move out here and become a model--you're really beautiful. (Ew) College is stupid. Your just gonna work for some male boss for the rest of your life....move out here."

I start walking away and he yells out "think about what I had to say!!!"

Gee, thanks for the unsolicited advice.

We got in the car later and I said "I am going home. I am taking a shower. I am putting on a suit, and I am surrounding myself with books and jewerly and my bed and my nice things. I will never ever ever do drugs, I will never ever be a hippie, and I will never live on the beach."

I started thinking about what it is in people that makes everyone want to convert people to their way of thinking. I mean, I get why Christians do it. We have the truth. But people are never content to have a way of life and just follow it themselves. They have to drag other people with them. We can talk about complete tolerance all we want-- but I think its impossible. The majority of people can't live without others in total agreement with them.

Also, why is it that people get to say "Oh my God" till the cows come home; but if someone draws Muhammad in a cartoon the Muslim countries throw a riot and we all listen?
I've also never understood Muslim people who are seriously conservative Muslim and say that phrase.

Life. I just don't get it sometimes.

let me be the first to wish you the worst

to get straight bangs or to not get straight bangs? that is the question I ask of thee.

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I don't know. *whines* I don't really want to look younger. But. I dunno. The bangs cannot stay like they are now. Non.

(a side note: have the Olsen twins ever eaten?)

why does most food look better in photos than in real life? (i actually know the answer) but still.

you have to Youtube the "real life pacman" video. I am crying of laughter. (yay for not wearing eyeliner today. i cry from laughing almost everyday and than have to run to the bathroom so as not to look emo/racoon/mourning widow/ish).

i need to buy a new black coat this Fall. Preferably one that *gasp* fits properly. Who knew such a thing existed. i just want summer to be over with. which is dreadful of me.

would it be truly evil of me to name my daughter Chanel?
maybe a middle name.
Paris Chanel. That is so pretty---and yet, so cruel.

so someday

I am (really) going to buy these lifetime essentials:

-a Chanel 2.55
-a (practical) pair of Christian Loubutins. the red sole is just....indescribable.
-a tailored Chanel suit. that will last me my whole life and a day.

i'm scheming with how i'm going to buy these.



inheritance money, anyone? (i so hope no one I am related to reads that. :P)

death by clothes

http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog%5Fname=FOREVER21&category%5Fname=dress%5Fdressy&product%5Fid=2056275486&Page=2



I really hope they have this at the F21 in my stinky town. I love it. Its so girly and just...delicous. lol.



a boy in my class bakes (so cool), and he made the most amazing chocolate chip cookies today. Big. Soft. Chewy. YUM.

i love the days

when a flash of inspiration just hits you.

as in, I was looking on Amazon for a leather messanger bag and realized they had previously sold the Kenneth Cole kind at Marshall's. and if something is at Marshall's once- chances are it may be their again.

oh lala.

(why that was so epic it needed to be written about---UHM?)

red wine

i'm actually loving dance this week.

I think I actually want this: http://printliberation.com/store.php?id=110 I mean, aside from the hilariousness value, its a momento. a sort of memoir of the first half of my life. something I could show my children someday. I have a feeling my mom/dad would not buy that for me or let me buy it. Hmm.

I need some more (actually, I just need. I don't have any) cool graphic t's.

I WANT THESE:http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu34/truly-scrumptious03/redshoes.jpg

I have decided, because as you all know, I am the ultimate authority on all things--especially fashion *ha*----men should wear heels. Not like the ones pictured above, but like, thick heels. Those sort of dress shoes that all fabulous guys wear? They should have heels.

This is so amazingly ridiculous that I love it: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUXJx-08gi9CpG6wmXtvvxiUmOKHIlN1iy1dKjUKrwF-Gu_a2fVmgppHyXTqROeuV8GYnAK-I0hBdTLnjKlk4CWFOh_dL4_-xvpuVDh5Me_fWeVsEEqGCe7_5TB_iAx1q8Jl1tPxyYtPuv/s1600-h/00490h-1--2009.03.10.13.58.47.628120_base.jpg

and these were so obviously made for me: http://www.barneys.com/Miminette/159016371,default,pd.html look at the reasonable heel! How fabulous!

Today one of my professors was talking about how if something is Prada than we can totally get away with anything and the kitchen sink. It is SO true. I mean, if someone handed me those shoes above (the first pic) and was like "here, your fabulous, have some Loubutins!" I would put them on in a heartbeat. (I would than proceed to spend the rest of my life thanking that person. Probably by offering them my entire existence as their personal slave). If someone was like "here, your fabulous, have these shoes from WalMart" (even if they did look exactly the same- WHICH THEY WOULD NOT) I would give that person my most standoffish look and proceed to stalk off in the opposite direction. (okay, so not really.)

Maxi dresses from Ralph Lauren? All right, okay. Its Ralph. Maxi dresses from Mervyns *no longer in businesss PTL* NO.
Which leads me to....
Imitation is not the same thing. I, personally, feel extremely strongly about not carrying fake bags, wearing fake sunglasses, etc. etc. 1. Its tacky. Because even if you can't tell the difference, I guarantee you, someone(s) can. 2. Its ugly. 3. Its sort of cheating/lying, in a way. and 4. it sucks.

hmm hmm.

I think I need a job and I need to not need to go to college/have expenses so that I can just buy extremely expensive shoes and bags.

Garance Dore is amazing. She's dating the Sartorialist. Which just adds to her amazingness.

I found myself sitting in class today wishing they made women's dress pants stiffer. Like, women's dress pants are often sort of wide and airy. (maybe its cause my calves are quite small in comparison to my thighs?) I wish they were more straight legged, or skinny. Not pegged legged. Ah well.

sacre blume! invaders!

^ please ignore my butchering of the French spelling of one of my favorite Beauty and the Beast quotes.

In English, yesterday, while we were supposed to be doing some stupid grammar worksheet (though if you read this blog, you may think I should pay a bit more attention to said worksheet!) a few girls and I were talking about things that are awkward. Eventually, it was decided we needed our own SNL/Amanda Bynes/book called "That's Awkward".

Current topics of discussion:

--guys who wear their pants falling down so you can see their boxers. THAT is awkward. Ditto for girls and thongs/panties/anything else we REALLY don't want to see.
--choking (and coughing very loudly) on one's espresso in the library and having people staring to see if you are okay. (this is happening as I type) AWKWARD.
-- Personal pet peeve: men who hold the door open for you, than either proceed to stare intently at various parts of you. (trying to be descreet here...) or they stand sort of in the door so that you have to shimmy by while trying not to kill them with your giant bag. That is AWKWARD.
--gynecologists. Need I say more?? Awkward.
--I mentioned the eyebrow threading in the mall. However, one of the other girls gets her brows done there and says they're the best. Hmm. I still think the video they play= awkward. Also, people who gather around and stare while people are having them done. Awkward.
--lip rings are kind of awkward. tongue piercings too. how do you kiss?

Ohhh..I want to watch the Coco Chanel movie. Too bad I have no headphones with me today.

Someday...I am going to ditch school for an entire day. (This will probably be in college, haha) On a sunny, beautiful day, I am going to skip all my classes, wear a cute outfit, and run about wherever I happen to be exploring everything and feeling a tad bit naughty. Have espresso and cupcakes and buy baloons. *Nods* One cannot skip school without balloons.....

If only I could be like the Miss Dior Cherie girl and have a large handful of balloons to carry me away. If I do only one thing in life --- I want to fly out of here.

here comes the sun??

--maybe, maybe not. I'm wearing a delightful spring dress, bare legs, and wedges. and a cardigan. which I could probably wear in the middle of summer and not be too warm. Where is my delightful sunshine???

I'm tired of thining about college, but I know I have to because its coming down to it. I'm so excited, in a way, but I'm so apprehensive. I'm anticipating the arguments (hopefully tame), the tears at me moving away; not to mention the drama of waiting for acceptance/denial letters and such.

I think I'm going to end up at PHC. I think I will be happy there. I will eat my pride.
Whether or not I want to, if that's what my mom and dad want, than that's what I'll do. With one disclaimer: if they don't transfer the majority of my units, than non. No can do. Not staying there (or anywhere) longer than 2 years. Basic requirement.

I'm thinking of looking into the Kings College too. I want to be in DC, I think. But I need to keep an open mind. It really depends on what I do after HS. If I go to law school, any location that has a superb college is fine. If I want to go into an internship, I'd prefer to be in DC.

I think summer should just come now.

hello, love

for you, Bethi:

I don't need summer, because I have you to make the sun shine.

I don't need words, because you're beyond all description.

I don't need food, because you fill my heart.

I don't need pictures, because I have our memories.

I don't need music, because your voice is beautiful.

I don't need my own family, because what's yours is also mine.

I don't need dreams, because you are one.

and I don't ever want to wake up.

you make it easy

I really wish I could take it upon myself to bring headphones to school. I need music.

this made me laugh: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-CzNhym4a1JueyzMnlCy180RUYM7aeC8OlpWwZGVdYXQn2-5gkTgmOb9qZrvHWTY4iPX37HrHSNQMS5P2oEMn_d50Nm_TN_7bv_msA0fRqksUIL0eCN-ZTWx7QAY8gXfpDSgpPKkk6wE0/s1600-h/bananas.jpg

I don't condone stealing or lying; but people are funny things.