so last night people bombed stuff a few blocks up my street. I of course missed everything b/c I was at class. However, it did ruin our internet for the evening. The young american reaction to no internet was priceless. Basically everyone creeped into the common room and started actually talking. frustrated, around 10 pm everyone went to school to do there homework, i.e. facebook.

So what is happening in wonderful copenhagen? I don't really know b/c the news is all in Danish and the BBC didn't cover it. frustration. Maybe, Denmark, you should consider not reprinting things so we can all have internet. after all, isn't this a socialist country?

geet

last night i had a dream that there was a shooting at my high school. i woke up realized that i was just dreaming and then i remembered what happened. this is the most unbelievably surreal thing i've ever experienced. seeing pictures of my school, buildings across the street from where i'm sitting right now, on cnn and my yahoo home page is just insane. i know that it happened here but it doesn't seem real. i've had a class in that room, i can sort of picture what it must have been like. and i always walk through cole on the way to class, but thursday i didn't for no real reason. i'm so glad that my flowers hadn't arrived yet and i was in my apartment waiting for them, and that emily got a call from dave telling her not to go outside, and that heather hadn't made it to cole yet when she found out what was going on, and that matt had decided to skip his class to finish my valentine's present. god, the fifteen minutes or so between when i found out and when i was finally able to get a hold of matt were the scariest of my entire life. i feel horrible for wondering if i need to spend this weekend studying for a test on tuesday or not. i'm so lucky that that's my biggest concern. i haven't been able to bring myself to go to any of the vigils or the make-shift memorial on the corner of my street. i think i'd rather feel weirdly detached from this than to grasp what really happened.

ok. so it's been about 15 years since i last lj-ed. by now i have 15 kids, all blond with blue eyes. So Denmark is cool. I am still afraid to mail things b/c that means I have to go ask someone how much postage I need, and I generally try to avoid talking to any actual Danish people. ok, scratch that. I try to avoid looking like an idot in front of the Danes. I go to h&m alot here. I know that sounds stupid to go to a foriegn country to go to h&m. but this h&m is different. It's special. four floors of winding stairs, rooms with no exits, stairs that lead to nowhere, code violations everywhere! all full of a buffet of mark down, euro trash clothes. however, sale season has ended here in Kobenhavn, so too has my shopping season. I still have to look for presents! however, the only thing I can really afford is the h&m. So maybe everyone should just go ahead and by themselves something nice from their local h&m. on me.

so i have two weeks with nothing to do in europe. hmm. what should i do? Everyone is planning trips with their peeps. i have no peeps. i also don't really know how to travel. I think me and my roomate, jenna are going to try and go somewhere, but we're trying to be cheap about it. I have also thought about going to see my mama in India, but i can't find a ticket for under 1,000 dollars. Germany, however, is about 50. I, of course, want to go to France or Spain to see my UIC friends. but it feels awfully far away right now. my dream tour would be to follow Van Gogh's trail. Holland-Paris-Arles. how bad ass would that be. unfortunatly Van Gogh is from Holland, and Gaugin is from Copenhagen. All the Gaugin pieces here, are a little dark and brooding. then he ditched his family moved to Tahiti. I could see why he'd want to cut and run. This place is enough fun to make you want to look for more fun...spring break in Tahiti?


last night i tried to watch the superbowl. i mean, i really tried. but for real, i don't care. i stayed up until 2 am, so i could watch the half time. but i was seriously napping during commercials. that's the other thing. commercials sucked. There were like 4 that they just repeated over and over. There was one about a squirrel, and by the end, we hated that stupid squirrel. the squirrel was getting jazzed by Carlsberg Sports drink (why is a beer company making sports drink?). i was napping. it was pretty much a normal superbowl for me. There alot of east coast kids here, so they were all into it. had it been green bay, maybe i would care. maybe.

I am obviously out of practice writing about my life, so i hope this didn't bore anyone. i am now late for my life, which is ok. b/c i have no monday classes.


hope everything is cool on your side.

Dear Beth,

I officially will be job-less and potentially homeless as of August 1st. I hope you will be around to celebrate/ watch a pg-13 movie and go to bed at a decent hour.

Miss you.

Geet






this is who we are now.

My beet!

i finally made my way back to the lj. it's an interesting read b/c it accuratly captures my emitions which exactly why I don't journal, i mean on paper. I guess digital journaling is ok.
how's life for you? anything going on for the HP? I'm going to a 9 pm show at the imax on wednesday. just me and jyo. How come the movie is opening in the middle of the week. what ever happened to movies opening on friday?

so i went and looked at an art school on friday in indianapolis. i know i shouldn't move but let's to refer to all the posts from this year, shall we. catch is that would take another four years. gross. can you believe i'm considering it. me neither.

let me know if you'd prefer an actual paper letter. i'm be more than happy.

love you.

geet

1. anything ever
2. ever anything
3. bunjee jump
4. make lists
5. calm the fuck down.
6. be healthy, i.e. breath properly
7. make a wall
8. make a series of walls in succession
9. finish lists



i miss beth and parks and the DQ.

reason i don't believe in god #1: anne isn't getting better. and she probably isn't going to.




our problems mean nothing.

geetha dearest,

how's it going?? i miss you, but what else is new.

i had a pretty good weekend. after getting fairly drunkish on wednesday night, i lost all motivation to participate in thursday. so i didn't. i went home thursday night cause i had to get that squeak on my car fixed. it was the brakes again, i am apparently very hard on break pads. friday night i went to madison with emily and ben. we went to a show at uw (kid, you'll move mountains and maritime). it was ok, though it went a little long and i got sick of dancing. we hung out with ben's bff joe who goes to grad school there. we ended up watching muppet movies at his apartment til late, so we just slept there. he made delicious tofu scrambler the next morning.

i have plans to be a much better student this week (aka show up and do shit), but it's so cold. too cold for life.

we need to discuss this weekend. the shins show is on saturday. i don't know how busy you are this weekend/if you want me to come in on friday or saturday. let me know.

love,
beth

things i like:

nintendo wii
amaretto sours
skipping class


i'm on the fast track to awesome.

anderson,

i had a pretty great weekend too. i slept for just about 20 hours on Friday, which was awesome.
i went to a panamanian party on Saturday which taught me that i really do not know how to dance. in any capacity.
yesterday i got a very tasty breakfast with estralitta, remember her? silpa came and got chocolate chip pancakes. it was like watching a recovered acoholic suffer through happy hour.


can you believe i almost forgot about the shins show. but yea we need to go to that lady in the water party, b/c i never turn down a chance to berate that movie and mourn M Night.

still building that accursed wall.

speaking of curses, i think someone has cursed my earrings b/c they keep breaking on me.

i tried to tell that joke about incredulous ice cream, but it didn't make any sense at all.

(sigh)

pedapati,

i had a really good night and a pretty sweet week. i miss you though.

anderson,

I got into a fight with the UIC Counseling Center. We just couldn't see eye to eye.


is that ironic?

regardless, i think it's funny.

also, hot chocolate is never really as good as it should be. agree?


and, i'm taking a long weekend.



geet

anderson,

today, lon kaufman asked me how i'm doing, and i wanted to say "fine... now that your here." but i refrained.
i think i'm defintly getting sick now. daniel greeted me with a heart warming,

"you like you just woke up. did you just wake up?"

"i look like shit dan! just say it!"




some of the honors college kids are hilarious. Harpreet, the slow, pimple faced, cartoon looking for the society of future physicians forms. he looks like when Doug stopped being drawn well.

i got a reminder today for my Golden Key Honors Society Induction Ceremony. it told me to invite my family and friend to this auspicous event... scroll down... sincerely, Rahul.

silpa will get this.

the two other people in my group had a way more awesome wall than me. so i sat down and drew a not very good picture of the city instead.

a box of peppermint tea told me today "it's alway summer in a grateful heart." it also gave me 10 tips for adding more joy into my life.
i wasn't even going to have tea this morning, but since it had been so nice i felt obligated.

post to come.

geet squad-

thus far, i'm enjoying life as a poli sci major. i am somewhat confused by the fact that i'm interested in my classes.

i'm still jobless, but it is making for a sweet schedule. no class before 2pm, nothing on friday, and at least 1 of my 2 night classes will probably get out about 45 minutes early every week.

i'm going through geetha withdrawls.
you should call me soon.
hope you're ok.
love,
beth

and so it begins...

glad to be back in Illinois again, for the snow and cheer.

seriously though. glad to back to some actual coffee.


John Updike,
I'm so glad you believe in Christ.

today i bought christmas wrapping paper with robots on it!

today i tried to explain to my roommate that i dont hate her, i'm just cold and distant (and socially awkward and neurotic). i couldn't think of a good way to do so without using the term sub-arctic mammal, so i just cried. not solid.

i definately just fell in a hole and re-sprained my ankle.