Filed under: Fangirl, Uni | Tags: ER, ER series finale, Erik Palladino, Dave Malucci, Sabrina D'Alessandro, Anthony Edwards, Mark Greene, Archie Morris, Scott Grimes, Luca Kovac, Goran Visnic, Haleh Adams, Yvette Freeman, Chuny Marquez, Laura Cerón, Malik McGrath, Deezer D, Golden Age of Hip Hop, Bubblegum Pop, George Clooney, Doug Ross, 1994, Paul Bernardo, Bosnian War
My thesis is due one week from today. I have an art history exam on Thursday and a take-home final due for the same class one Tuesday, when my thesis is due. I will also have a film(s) response due for my anthropology class on sex-selective abortions. It’s almost over.
Something else that is already over is ER. Andrea and I posted extensively about this on Facebook and then Jimmy was a douche about it. Anyways, it was kind of bittersweet. There was no season end “big bad” or super exciting cliffhanger, but rather just a closing of plot ends and then, “life goes on.”
New York Magazine’s Culture Vulture pretty much summarises how I felt about it, except that I kept on watching it all the way through. (more…)
Filed under: Fangirl, Travels, Uni | Tags: Bernard Shapiro, Orientalist representations of Muslims, Passenger ships, Philip Pullman, Sea-travel, Undergraduate theses
(I’m not just a silly girl who looks at dresses online all day, you know…)
Thesis-wise, the research goes well but the writing does not. I really need to put more Jess into it. I’m sure I’d made competent analyses of Orientalist representations of Muslims through the 2006-2008 academic years (a professor even nominated me for a prize – something related to the government of Pakistan, I’d find out a couple months later), but somehow my heart just isn’t in it now. Maybe I should go back to those essays. Was it Bernard Shapiro who opposed thesis-writing for undergrads? Thanks for trying, I guess.
If I get to live out my hypothetical dream summer in Europe, I think I’d like to come back by freighter. I didn’t think it was something that was very possible for ordinary passengers these days given the rise of commercial air travel, but apparently it can happen (though it’s rather expensive). I remember my Pullman talking about his voyages between Commonwealth nations as a child (both his father and stepfather were in the RAF) and really appreciating the vast expanse of the Earth, traveling by ship rather than by plane:
I was too young to remember much of our first sea voyages to and from Africa, but I remember a lot about the voyage to Australia. This was in the 1950s, when it was still more common to travel by sea than by air, and how grateful I am to have lived at a time when, if you made a long journey, you travelled on the surface of the earth. One thing we’ve lost with air travel is a sense of how large the world is, and how various. Five miles up in a jumbo jet, what can you see? The in-flight movie, that’s what you can see. But aboard ship the world was close, and all our senses knew it.
I’d like to know it some time.
Filed under: Consumerism, Fangirl, Uni | Tags: Christmas lights, D&G Dolce Gabbana, Hui, McGill College, modernity, Red Crag
This weekend, it became winter all of the sudden… later than usual, but still before the official start date for winter (which really means nothing now in the context of climate change, I think). I was working on my essay on Red Crag the whole time, freaking out because I don’t really do literature, wanting to do well because I like my professor and I’d feel bad not trying hard (I tried hard). Saturday night’s wind was terrible, I think I damaged the cartilage. Sunday night was running up and down the stairs of McLennan bugging Verena (I’m glad I had a friend to freak out with). Monday, I handed it in. By the end, I felt like I’d developed something worthwhile in my head, though I’m not entirely sure it made it to paper. Also, I hate writing conclusions. Since then, I’ve been done finals, and thinking about my thesis. I meet my professor tomorrow and I’m going to try to write something up tonight to send for her to read before we meet. I took a look at my original proposal and my thought processes have gone so far from it in the last month and a half. The last I read made me think about gender, but the entire semester’s had me thinking about “Modernity” and notions of development… and stuff.
Monday I go home. I’m tired, I can’t write anything else vaguely worthwhile right now. I think I just meant to say that campus and McGill College are pretty this time of year. I took photos of the lights and the icy trees on the way home even though my hands should’ve been gloved and thrust in pockets or under arms searching for warmth. Also, my favourite director and his son are writing a film together- I think that’s nice.
Also, I like this dress:
[745 USD]
