i'm a bit exhausted, ready for school to finish. listening to elliot smith's a fond farewell and feeling reminiscent.
what a semester, what a year..what an experience but before i get into that..
i need to finish my papers for eng1c and polisci and ace spanish and soc exams. i'm just rambling..proof of exhaustion.
i want summer to be here. this weekend is going to be fun, lots of writing and coffee.
this friday is commencement, i'll be speaking.. very excited. i'll be able to share my thoughts on my two years at pcc, a place i've come to love. pcc's been great, i can't wait to see what's in store at berkeley. i need some motivation for my papers. and sleep. gnite.

Tommorrow is the big Borders of Diversity Student Conference. It's an annual event sponsored by PCC's English and Languages Departments, where students take lead and speak. Every hour there's a different panel of students who present papers, films, or speeches on behalf of an overarching theme, this year it's "Decolonizing the Mind: Liberating Language and Culture to Create a Just Society."

My English course on environmental ethics was chosen to be the first panel and possibly more exciting, (at least for me) I was chosen to be on the panel! I decided to forgo my paper on land ethics and global warming (both pressing issues of which got me chosen to be a panelist) and instead am going to be bold and try something different, presenting the connections between animals and women in advertisements and the subsequent harmful consequences, much of which was inspired by Carol Adams' The Sexual Politics of Meat.

The keynote speaker of the event is noted author, activist and UC Irvine Professor, Ngugi Wa Thiong’O. His political commentary in his 1977 play Ngaahika Ndeenda (I Will Marry When I Want) provoked the government of Kenya to order his arrest. While in prison, he wrote the first modern novel in his native language of G?k?y?, Caitaani m?tharaba-In? (Devil on the Cross), on toilet paper. He was released a year later and continues to write and lecture. read more.

What daring brilliance.

I ran into a professor at the gym this morning. This was the same professor who gave me a C in his history class (when I really deserved an A) so I'm not particularly too fond of him either. Although, I still respect the man and make an effort to say "hi" every time in passing. The whole grade thing just screwed up my so-called "perfect" record of straight-A's. It was fun while it lasted, but what the heck..Talk about a stress-relieving cardio workout on the elipticals!

Recent discovery: PCC has a shuttle that transports students from main campus to Goldline's Allen Station. This is pretty awesome considering I can hop on their van after class, get to the GL, and then to and from Boxer's office off Union Station. Thursdays I have class before and after the internship so it's quite convenient as I don't have to worry about moving my Highlander. Not so convenient is that the shuttle doesn't run Friday evenings. I discovered such news this evening, having waited forty minutes or so in the dark on Allen Street. Unsure of whether the shuttle was going to come, I just decided to walk. It was only a few blocks, and midway was the Pasadena Coffee Shop. I got a Mexican Latte (very good and cinnamon-y) and a discount from the nice barista. (I love nice people!) With warm drink in hand, I continued to the streets and thought of all the walking I did in DC, and how much I missed it. Here at home I have four wheels that I'm so dependent on to get me to wherever I want to go. I"ll complain if I can't find close parking. But walking tonight made me realize how pathetic and ironic it was to do so. The night was beautiful and calm, and the walk--very much needed from the suffocation of automobiles. It just felt good to walk, and I did so freely.

greetings from the office of Chief Justice Connie Chung. Hoorah, I got the position!

Alright, now back to work..