aww.

do you want to hear the cutest thing ever?

so last night i came home to my parents' house at like 1:30 after a super long night of work and i see this envelope sitting on the counter with name on it from pima. i open it up and it is this book review i wrote for my summer history class with my awesome, awesome professor, graded and edited. my professor mailed me back my last assignment. usually the instructors don't care and just throw any leftover assignments out at the end of the semester, but he actually took the time to look up my address and mail it back to me. AWW. the best part, though, was what he wrote on the last page: another well written review! you have a great deal of talent. i encourage you to write for publication!

made. my. night. to say the least. seriously, best teacher ever. now every time i feel like i suck, i just need to remember: david sedaris thinks i'm good at japanese, dr. munsen thinks i'm good at writing. WIN.

beulah is singing about mint juleps.

i re-discovered soma fm's indie pop rocks station and it has been making my days so much better! they just played sondre lerche, now they're playing beulah, and now i feel like i'm in some independent movie. it's awesome. i found a lot of good bands through this station in high school so i owe them a lot. thanks, somafm!

life is getting better! my mom is feeling a lot better, and the mrsa is pretty much gone! i am so, so happy that this ended up being a lot less dramatic and awful than usual, you have no idea. i'm hoping that she just never gets sick again because she seriously deserves to just be well forever. but yeah, big yay for that. i am also in a much better mental state than i was two weeks ago, partially because i have been working on what i wrote about last entry. oh and i got a second job, which is a good thing sort of. more money is good, and the people seem nice, but we'll see how it goes. i finally got a mall job. it had to happen eventually. i will be working here. maybe i will have more clothes now. at my interview i had to pick out an outfit for my hypothetical anniversary with my hypothetical husband [my first thought after they threw this out: what if i were gay, you jerks? don't push a husband on me if i want a wife!]. i chose this dress and then i told them it looked like a couch. AND THEY STILL HIRED ME. hilarity. but yeah, life is way better now. yay.

i think that's all for now!

in a nutshell.

revelation of the night, or quite possibly the decade: i spend so much time thinking about the person that i want to be instead of redirecting my thoughts into actions and actually becoming that person.

this post was inspired by a pair of shoes and a dream about running a 19-mile marathon on campus with shahrukh khan. i am either on the verge of something, almost on the verge of something, or going completely insane.

shade and sunshine.

so things are not going so awesome for team robyn at the moment. on my birthday eve i had to take my mom to the hospital for what we thought was a really bad staph infection. turns out it was actually mrsa. happy birthday. my poor mom. she has been through so much. i figured it out: it's every five years, because five years ago she had a tumor, and about five years before that she had another tumor, and now this time it's this. but we'll get through it like we always do. her doctor is positive and i'm hoping that it's more hype than bite, if you'll excuse the rhyme. but still. mega sigh. this week has just been a long week in general. we found out my cousin is getting a divorce, which is really sad because it totally came out of nowhere. they just bought a house! and dogs! sigh. and school kind of went by the wayside but whatever. i'm trying not to think about it all too much but you know. stuff.

on the bright side, however, i had an excellent time last weekend with excellent people. skateboarding and sailor moon yay! i still have to upload pictures, because i finally have pictures! i always forget to take pictures. but not this time! awesome.

so i watched another bollywood movie tonight. it was awesome but the last forty-five minutes were really sad, which i was not expecting. although i guess i should have, since the name of the movie was kal ho naa ho, or tomorrow may never come. i feel like i had more analysis on this fascinating subject but boring talk is boring so here is a video from the movie. i love how they totally embrace the gay subtext between the two male leads, even though it's not done in the best way ever. ilu bollywood. never change.

pain and disco.

so om shanti om was everything i had wanted it to be and more. hilarity and pathos! dancing and singing! reincarnation and stuffed tigers! the 1970's! attractive men! beautiful women! dastardly villians, complete with thin mustaches! seriously, you guys. bollywood. why have i been ignoring it for so long? also, i kind of want to marry shahrukh khan now. and apply maybelline make-up with deepika padukone.

number of weeks at university completed: one. it's...okay so far. chinese is going pretty well i guess. my main teacher is hilarious and awesome, but we only have her on mondays and fridays. the rest of the week we have a t.a., who is really nice but it's harder to get the exact way we should be pronouncing things from her. i still don't know for sure if "zhu" should be pronounced with a "j"-sound or a "zds"-sound. oh well. my women's history class seems promising. my professor is adorable. he showed a simpsons episode on the first day. what is not to like. but i don't know. i'm just not loving u of a as much as i thought i would. i'm sure it will get better but everyone just seems like an asshole so far. which can't be true but i don't know. i just kind of want to go back to pima and take fun classes forever. which is so, so lame. but whatever. i'm sure it will get better.

it is my birthday next week! usually i get really excited about birthdays because i am tweleve. but this year i don't really care. i have a lot going on. i work on my birthday this year, i forgot to ask for it off. so i basically have a four-hour time period for birthday fun, because i have school too. oh well. this is what happens when you get old. maybe i will run away to india in those four hours. and say ommmm shanti ommmm. and then all the cool boys will make some noise and say ommmmm shanti ommmm. SERIOUSLY GUYS, THIS BOLLYWOOD THING IS GETTING SERIOUS.

you know what's bad about facebook? finding out things about people that make you sad, aka someone you love dearly joining the mccain/palin group! baww. this now prompts me to link to today's shortpacked. moose burgers! i relate to robin in so many ways. okay, maybe it's only because of her name. whatev. also, since i am talking about comics, DORA'S HAIR LOOKS LIKE CRAP! i should write j. jacques a rambling letter. except i shouldn't because then i would be a crazy fantard. ah well. this entry is long, sorry!