The past weekend was a great amount of fun; Danika and Yui traveled up to Portland to see their beaus while Iliana and I stayed in, hit some of the bars, and had an all-around incredible time. We baked all weekend to keep the apartment warm, and reached the point of inventing a new kind of cookie/biscuit/thing. They are called Monster Cookies and look like tumors - but they taste wonderful. A combination of honey, strawberrys, bananas and oatmeal. Go figure. On MLK day, Monday, we each donated $30 to the relief efforts in Haiti, via our cellphones - For people in the US, text the word HAITI to 90999. Automatically $10 will be donated to the American Red Cross.
Has anyone heard of Project H Design? It's a non-profit organization attempting to better the lives of the less fortunate through efficient and intelligent design. I let Colbert explain better than I can, my favorite are the glasses, what a brilliant concept!
In other news, I am enjoying my calculus class to what might be construed to be an indecent extreme. I have now become one of the people in the classroom who helps the other students while the instructor is busy with someone else. I hope I'm not jumping the gun too soon, since my first test is tomorrow, but so far all my homework and take home projects have received perfect scores. I despise my graphing calculator, admittedly, but the instructor has given me permission to solve what equations I can algebraically, or by graphing. Calculus is rather awesome, so much fun compared to Algebra, blech. Functions make me happy.
I have sadly dropped my Ice Skating Class, due to Dworsknees, but I and another girl who dropped the class on account of her ankles, have decided to take occassinal private lessons.
My voice lessons have apparently taken a turn for the serious - Here I was thinking I'd do some silly excersizes and sing a jazz standard or two, by my instructor, Siri Vik, will have none of that. I am, apparently, a coloratura, and expected to learn such pieces as Caro Mio Ben by Giuseppe Giordani, Bellini's Vaga Luna, and a spiritual I'm admittedly more comfortable with, called City of Heaven. Oh Boy.
Right now I am almost late for something silly; Yui and Danika, my roommates, have together formed a Women's Group called Confused; R.A. (Relationships Anonymous) in which a bunch of us young yet apparently jaded women gather together to bitch about men. The first meeting is today at the Starbucks on UO Campus, I am bringing some Monster Cookies, because why not? I helped with naming the club and adding to the manifesto, and am apparently expected to design us a poster as well. I will get right on that. Here is the manifesto, see if you can guess which were my suggestions?
1. Admit that we have problems.
2. Admit all problems are men’s fault.
3. All women are beautiful.
4. All men are wrong.
5. We are too hot handle.
6. We are beyond the help.
7. We are too cool for school.
It's all for fun, and if anyone dare get offended, they will be forced to watch a series of College Movies, read all works by Hemingway, and why not? Wax their legs.
I am getting later, so goodbye all and LOVE!