Gabbing about GPAs, Grades, and Gossip Girl.


Hello dolls,

I had a little spare time today and decided that I needed to revamp the site.  It felt a little neglected lately with all of the college work taking precedent.  That’s the way it had to be though, and I have an additional reason to think that way:

3.88 is my GPA for my first semester at a private 4 year school.

It paid off.

My rants about trying so hard, and trying soooo much to prove I could do it, they weren’t for nothing.  I made Deans list and although I’ll be completely honest there is a little part of me that’s annoyed it’s not a 4.0, I’m satisfied.

A 3.88 is really something to be proud of. 3 A’s in Finite Mathematics (my best subject?! remember math was the reason I dropped Fashion Merchandising!!?), Disease: Myth & Reality (I thought that Science final was the death of me, and yet I still must have pulled out a 94 after an all nighter to get an A), and Women in American History 1880s to Present.  I got A-‘s in Interpersonal Communication, which should have been an A because it was a 94 and she only counts 96-100 as A unlike every other teacher in the world… and an A- in FYS.  Which I have no explanation for.

BUT.  What this means is I have new motivation for next semester.  I have to either A) Get a 4.0 next semester or B) Pick up a 6th class and maintain a 3.88 again.  2 of the classes I took this past semester were sophomore and junior level, I think I could take on an additional class.

The question is: Will I maintain sanity?

And followed by that question is:

Will my roommate remain sanity?  I have to try not to rant to her as much when I feel like I am going to bubble over.  She would probably appreciate that too.

So, yes I am going back to school next semester.  I had a mental breakdown/momentary mind lapse in my last post.  I have come to the conclusion in between episodes of Gossip Girl and Lipstick Jungle (a lot of mental stimulation I know) that what I strive to be needs a college degree.

My dad keeps saying there are multiple ways to skin a cat, which is true.. but guess what?  I want the least risky most successful skinned cat possible.

That sounds gross. Sorry.

I’m living on wheat thins, oatmeal, and clementines.. my mind is a little fogged.  I slept until 12:30 and didn’t feel a whole lot of motivation to get ready for the day so I am still in my pajamas.  I felt sick -and still do- when I woke up this morning, but once I got into the cyberworld I was much more overwhelmed with ambition.

I stayed up for a while last night on this girl’s blog about going to London College of Fashion last year.  She is now in Las Vegas as a shoe buyer for Zappos and 6pm.com.  I really thought she was inspirational and she blew my blog away easily.  I watched her videos and laughed when she laughed, cried when she cried, and because I would someday like to have the success that she does, I am not providing her URL and losing readers haha :). You’re just gonna have to subscribe and wait around to see how successful I am!

Along with turning over a new leaf on my blog -by decorating it and adding new links- I decided I wanted to change some things about my life beyond cyberspace too.  My mom helped me “permantalize” (my own made up word for permanently organize) my room and clothes that I brought back from school.  I was never able to get settled in at home because I moved into college the day before school started.  My sister and I share the room and slowly I saw Audrey Hepburn posters come down, and puppy posters go up… But since my family is stuck with me for a month that is obviously not going to fly.

I quickly took over at least half of the room and paraded around the room in my heels.  Not gonna lie, my calluses on my heels have softened and I have missed my babies SO MUCH.  Canisius College is not the scene for these stilletos, but neither was Mohawk High School.  I am contemplating bringing back a few pairs with me..

It is always an overwhelmingly good feeling when I retry on clothes and shoes.  I rediscover clothing that has been MIA for some time and make up new outfits in my head.  The nice part about shoes and accessories is that it doesn’t matter how much the infamous Freshman 15 has tried to ruin my life, I can still strut around with them.  And of course they love me back.

Along with these new outfits comes new hair.  Just like back in March when I had this impulsive need to change my life, hair, etc. and ruined it I am going to again.  Well, hopefully not ruin it..

I’m not going Blonde again, don’t worry.  I’ve learned my lesson and hopefully will never have to relearn it.  I am feeling like red instead. Red or just dark brown like I already have, but to get rid of the wisps of dead light brown and blonde that remain from losing the coloring from before.

Nobody in Youngstown knows me though, so until January 13th when I go back to college I have to be completely honest and say I could go bald and it wouldn’t matter all that much.  This is a good and a bad thing, because I miss my friends from school way more than they probably miss me haha and at the same time I can afford as many of these pajama sick days as I want.  It is easy to recover from an overwhelming finals week when you can lie around and prioritize your cyber life more than your actual one.

I’ve gone ice skating, shopping (a lot), and to the grocery store, but that’s about the extent of it.  My 3 year old Owen is great company, but I can only be beat by him at Mario Kart so many times before I go insane.  I have finished the Gossip Girl series and become emotionally invested in similar TV shows that I missed out on due ridiculous amounts of work, but nothing could hurt me as much as the heart break of Dan being GG.  How did you feel about him?  Or the final episode?  I watched it online because in the new house we don’t have CW and I clearly could not watch it with my younger siblings in the living room downstairs.  The quality wasn’t very good, but regardless I think I got the feel for how awful the episode was.  It just was reinforced by the crappy static and blurriness.

I do have one really important question regarding the show: What were the producers thinking eliminating Ed Westwick’s accent during Gossip Girl?

I don’t know how he did it, or more importantly why.. but the first hour of the gossip girl finale was a documentary style flashback thing involving the actors and directors.  Ed Westwick aka Chuck talked and my heart melted more than normal, along with most of the female population in America I’m sure.

WHY WOULD YOU TAKE THAT CHARM AWAY FROM A MAN?!?

The only thing I can think of is that it would be very difficult for the viewers to hate Chuck when he was terrible in the first few seasons if he had a voice like that (;

Allison

CAR-less not careless.


I now believe I understand why celebrities don’t always love being famous.

As my blog grows, I realize everything I type/say is going to a bigger audience. Possibly even people that go to this college, that being said I will remind myself one last time that this is not a journal.

Now that, that’s out of the way I will tell you about College. Since it’s been a while..

It’s been busy. Insanely hectic. I shattered my iPhone.

It’s been getting colder, my riding boots are giving my feet blisters. Break them in and wear socks, is the best advice I can possibly give you.  I am overjoyed that tomorrow is Friday. My grandparents are coming to Canisius to visit me on Sunday and I need some family time.  The food here has improved substantially, but it’s still not that amazing.

It’s just I’m forcing the deli bar and the salad bar to become my best friends.

For lunch at least.

Dinner comes.. and I’m like screw it. Mozzarella sticks all the way.

HA.

So I’m sitting in the computer lab for that specific reason. If I curl up in a ball in the corner of my bed, I will pull out the dark chocolate pommegranate seeds and all hell will break lose. The chips will follow, and then I’ll eat easy mac.

It’s just a recipe for disaster.

So I’m avoiding the temptation of food by blogging, I might go for a walk.

Eh.

Who am I kidding?

I’m not going for a walk.

Any who, I joined a club today *round of applause*. I’m finally becoming active in something besides ministry on campus.. I joined Men & Women’s Communication Club. It should be renamed Women and Noche Communication Club though, because Noche was the only guy, from Nicaragua hence the name, that showed up.   It was cool, I ate a candy apple.

Ha. Food.

Ironically, there was a “carnival” in the quad today.. and It contained a bouncey slide and cotton candy.

My club meeting had more carnival in it 😛

So, Fashion Week comes to Buffalo next week and I think that “OMG I’m a poor college student” fact just hit me square in the face. I’m a little annoyed. A little bit of a lot..

My funds are starting to dwindle and my luck for a job is as well.. The people I emailed about blogging on behalf of the college still haven’t answered and I need one asap.

I have the 30 dollars a fashion show ticket costs, but do you really think I’d go there without a new outfit? The oppertunity to shop without buying anything? And transportation?

I am car-less after all.

CAR-less not careless.

Although I’m starting to get to that point too.

Yep, you heard it here first people. I am starting not to care.

About what exactly? I’m not sure.

But this Math test in the morning.. my GPA has forced me to care about.. and on that note I am going to go study.

Gross I know.

Allison