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The storage capacity of the human brain exceeds four terabytes.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t62Jve9l5Is&mode=related&search=


i should be studying for my final in two days...
fiddlesticks.

From the SSS Wikipedia page:

"In addition, Saint Stephens has hosted or is hosting students from Canada, Nicaragua, Panama, [...] Russia, Nigeria and Norman, Oklahoma."

i love wikipedia.

I have finals next week. This was a necessary gettaway.

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool

*** Oh man. for some of these, I couldn't have chosen better songs if I tried. Some of these are just plain ridiculous***

Opening Credits
"Bruises" - Sugarcult

Waking Up
"Secret Knives" - Wolfparade

First Day at School
"Concerto No. 14 in Eb KV449 - Allegro ma non troppo" - W. A. Mozart

Falling in Love
"Reject" - Greenday (ow?)

Fight Song
"Dream Today" - Joydrop

Breaking Up
"Heartache Tonight" - The Eagles (hahahahaha)

Prom
"Aerials" - System of a Down

Life is Good
"Sweetness" - Jimmy Eat World

Mental Breakdown
"Amsterdam" - Coldplay

Driving
"Just a Girl" - No Doubt

Flashback
"The Thoughts of Mary Jane" - Nick Drake

Getting Back Together
"It's All Coming Back to Me Now" - Celine Dion (wtf?)

Wedding
"Gone" - Switchfoot

Paying the Dues
"Falling Down" - Muse

The Night Before the War
"Fool" - Neutral Milk Hotel

Final Battle
"It Was Supposed to Be So Easy" - The Streets

Moment of Triumph
"Everything in its Right Place" - Radiohead (These past couple have been so perfect)

Death Scene
"Three Easy Payments" - Mitch Hedberg ( I am loving this)

Funeral Song
"Shape of My Heart" - Backstreet Boys (HAHAHAHAHAHAHA)

End Credits
"Constants are Changing" - Boards of Canada

***I actually really like my soundtrack. I have made a real playlist with the above songs in order. I guess it's hard to dislike your soundtrack when it's all your music anyway, but still. It's nice***

"I thought "wouldn't it be a good idea if there was a band that, instead of playing instruments, just repeatedly spoke the title of their instrument to the tune of the song" then I thought "No it'd be terrible and they'd get nowhere" So I tried it"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ahpvSasR6d8

So I have one more day of Spring break. Well, one and a half really.

I got my exam schedule today, and I have my last Final on 22 Nov, at 2:15 pm, at which time I will program for approximately two hours and fifteen minutes before being released for the Summer Holidays. Shortly after that my Daddy should swing by on his way to work to pick me up and take me to Taipei with him. He'll be teaching. I'll be... rocking out in a whole new culture.

I'll go home for December and Christmas, leaving before January to rush back to my southern city home to begin Summer school 2 January, running until 23 February (happy birthday Katie) when I will officially be a SOPHOMORE IN COLLEGE.

Holy Bejesus.
That came fast.

Still loving life.

Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo



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Ladies and Gentlemen, I am officially two days into my two-week spring break, and it feels grand.
Midterms are done, I am presently above failing in three of four of my classes, and hopefully will fix that fourth one before long. I got a 90/200 on my Materials midterm, but that was the average. However, I got a 35/36 on my math midterm, which is just dandy. Life is good.

I have a boyfriend, whom I am feeling less attracted to as the days go by, preferring him when he was a friend to what he is now, and overall wishing I were just on my own. However, I am going home with said boyfriend to his country town on Tuesday for a week, so we'll see what happens - either my mind is changed or I work up the courage to tell him. At present, he has no clue, and my only complaint, albeit a big one, is that he is too perfect - too nice, respecting, responsive, good to me - there's no room for conflict, there is nothing to argue over because he does nothing wrong and is possibly the nicest any person has ever been to me. Ergo, I'm bored. Or stupid. Either way, I have a hot Australian man who likes me, who told me today it was our month anniversary, and I don't know what to do about it. But other than this confusion, Life is good.

I love living here. I love my College (that means dorm+ here. It's kind of like a hogwarts house, to be honest, the way we work. We also have to go to dinner in robes, just to reinforce that fact.) There is always someone to play with, wherever I go. It's awesome now that I know about 85% of the people here well enough to have a conversation with, now. I also live the beauty that is a network. That means I have, when I plug my comp into the jack at St. Mary's access to roughly a bajillion songs (my library tripled in the first two weeks i was here) and about a hundred movies, all full seasons of Scrubs, House, the OC, Seinfeld, Family Guy, the Simpsons and American Dad and loads of other classics that I haven't watched yet. Someone ever has a copy of the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie. Life is good.

I get out of school November 20-something, and then I think my dad is coming to pick me up and take me with him over to Taipei, where he's teaching again. I'll have an escort and a driver if I go, which pretty much sounds like the coolest damn thing ever. After that I get to come home and work through Christmas and make some money! I'm working now, but I don't have a work visa, so I'm channeling the money through a friend. whoops. It;s not that much, anyway, and I'll pay him for the tax whatsits. Either way, I'm really excited to go back to Austin for a little bit. I start Summer school 2 Jan, so it will be for less than a month, but all the same. Two winters in a row! Life is good.

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My Personality

Neuroticism	69
Extraversion	44
Openness To Experience	58
Agreeableness	17
Conscientiousness	37

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yesterday was, in fact, a national day of mourning.

http://au.news.yahoo.com/060904/23/10ebv.html

http://msnbc.msn.com/id/14663786/

oh man. this is unbelievable.

I am posting on the eljay. Again. It has been over a month since my last contribution. I wish I had more to say.

Life is good.

Very good.




g'day

It is 8:05 pm Monday night a.k.a. 5:05 am Monday morning. 
I have been in Melbourne for four days. Hurrah! Everyone here, as usual, is SO NICE! It's amazing. I want everyone I know to come visit me. It is an experience of a lifetime. Please come some time.

I have a home, as of  last Friday, and I move in tomorrow. Address your expensive letters to:

Evelyn Hulsey
St. Mary's College
PO Box 140
PARKVILLE VIC 3052
Australia

My roomate's name is Angela, she is from Malaysia, and I'll meet her some time this week..
So, Australia is CRAZY about music and movie piracy, as in the really pay attention and track and catch and punish people, so if I want to not get thrown out of my housing, my music downloading days are over - farewell limewire, etc. No new music until i get home. If there is something you think i should hear, tell me the name. I'll make a Grand List and get it all when I come home for Christmas. Good times. That's some of the worst University-related news I've heard yet. The other is that I still don't have a Student Visa, and pretty much everyone else does. Whoops! 

I've met so many people today. My friend Nelson from Kenya is built like a big black Coke machine. Half the people I met today are from Mauritius, and I was proud to know where it was on the map. Vaguely, but better than most people. It's one of those little dots on the map near Madagascar. One girl and I hit it off immediately and I think we'll be keeing up for a while - she was one of the other six white people in the International Undergrad (NOT exchange or study abroad - the people were two french, three swedish, one german. there is one other american, but he looks asian, i.e. like everyone else, sort of.) - Her name is Johanna, she is from Sweden, in her first year, although she turns 21 in a month or so, she is studying Politics, and I think we will get along very well. I like her. She is cute, very blonde, and street smart. I can learn a good bit from her.

I am the only international girl in Mechanical Engineering. I hope there is a local girl, or else it will be an interesting four years. I'm very hopeful. Seriously. And I'm thinking about leaning more toward a concentraion in BioMechanical engineering (prosthetics), while not abandoning the car-making dream, just curious about  other available engineering tracts.... It all sounds so fun, though! I met a lot of chemical engineers today - ew.

I have watched the Simpsons twice today. There are so many Fox channels here.
Australian commercials are the funniest things you will ever see. Oh goodness. Someone has got to come down here. I want to show you EVERYTHING. 
My friends, I am in love with the most livable city on Earth (voted many years in a row now - look it up!)

I really miss Austin, all the same. I find whenever I have free time, time to ponder, I keep going over all the times with people that I want back. It's confusing - I'm happy here, it's exciting, I love meeting people, but I really, really want those times back at Mozarts and the Hill and Magnolia and ZIlker and all the other, less frequented but just as memorable places. I miss it all so much. I have to stop now, or I'll get out of hand. It get sad too easily. Keep talking to me!

please.

I just got off the phone from a delightful interview f(yes, at 1 am, or 4 pm there) or my first choice dorm where there is "likely a spot open for me," says Sister Maureen Burke of St. Mary's College. I had to work real hard to keep my own accent over the phone while answering questions about what I like to do in my spare time, what concerns I have about the world we live in today, etc. Sister Maureen was very nice and direct, easy to talk to but not one to waste time. I am meeting her Friday morning now, at the college (dorm) to decide whether or not I get the spot at St. Mary's. My hopes are high, friends. Things are finally looking up.

And it may sound silly, but speaking to a nun with a calm, warm voice in an Australian accent makes me relaxed and sleepy. Almost warm and fuzzy, and a welcome relief after days of cold nervousness. I finally feel like there will be someone there to take care of me once I get there. It's a little less terrifying.

I think i am ready to go. I think I am tired of saying goodbye. I wish I could just go underground for a couple days and reappear online like nothing happened, and oh yeah I'm at school now. But it's cool, everyone's at school soon. I mean what's the difference between 10,000 miles and 1,000 miles? not much, really, when ou don't come home on the weekends anyway. I mean, I don't come home for summer, but... that's the only thing that makes me sad. so much happens in summer. I'm rambling. This was not the point of the entry.

I went to the store tonight to buy chocolate, but had to get other things, like gum, tampons and contact solution, other things i might run out of in the next month or two, so I wouldn't feel silly. It's a chocolate night. For serious. I've now worked my way through half of a large Symphony milk chocolate bar. damn. most i've eaten since friday. one of these days i need to take on the 'my body is a temple' school of thought, instead of consuming diabetes wrapped in gold foil.

I wish I didn't have another day to wait, another day and a half, really. IF I had to leave in the morning, I'd be ready. These days are SO LONG. Losing a boyfriend, or more best friend, like that just plain sucks. But I have to keep telling myself it's worth it. Of course it is, it's just hard to see right now. It's just hard to get excited about stuff for some reason having said goodbye to him for the next year and a half. But life must go on. Still sucks, though. And I can't pretend I'm not jealous that he got to leave and join all his friends in Peru on what sounds like the best adventure of his life, surrounded by constant stimulation of the senses and distraction, and I'm at home, waiting, saying goodbye twenty times a day, with plenty of time to think about him. It just isn't fair. But don't tell him I said that.

3/4 bar. damn damn damn.

I am going to delete this mopey entry in approximately six days when everything is better and i'm feeling less like some damn martyr drama queen. Well, it will be seven days here, but six to me. international dateline power!

I am such a sleepy bunny.

I think I've posted this video before, but it still makes me very happy.

http://people.brandeis.edu/~peelle/humor/movies/turnpike_starbucks.mov

have a look-see.

I am the only one in the office and there is a window washer outside my window. He is very loud.

Good idea: see your friends.
Bad idea: see your friends until 4am when you have work the next day
Good idea: eat ice cream
Bad idea: eat ice cream when you're lactose intolerant and forget to take the magic pills.
Good idea: drink coffee to help you stay awake at work
Bad idea: drink too much coffee, don't eat breakfast, forget to pack a lunch, have eaten ice cream the day before.

Conclusion: I've had more graceful days.

Pentecost or Pentecost Sunday (symbolically related to the Jewish festival of Shavuot) is a feast on the Christian liturgical calendar that commemorates the descent of the Holy Spirit upon the Apostles and women followers of Jesus, fifty days after Easter, and ten days after Ascension Thursday.








http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pentecost

Life is pretty dandy. It has been an at-home day, finally. It's nice to just hang out at home and wear whatever you want every once in a while. However, my sister broke the cable connection last night and I haven't been able to figure out how to hook it back up (it goes from the wall to the dvr to the vcr to the tv. It's a complicated set up, but that way we can record things on video, I assume). So, it has been even nicer to have a day at home wearing whatever I want without the temptation of he tv. I'm really looking forward to not having a tv next year. Life is good.

In other news, I've started driving myself now. I use my dad's car, so I usually have it in the evenings. I'm not allowed to use my mom's yet because a) i've never driven it, and b) it isn't insured yet, because we bought it last week. It was an emergency buy, since my mom's volvo was taken in for a checkup, and they mentioned to her that the engine was about to go any day now, and she should trade it in before it becomes essentially scrap metal. But that's unrelated. The point is, I get to drive now. Last night was my third time to drive, and it seemed like the whole cast of Bambi came out once the sun went down. But I dodged them successfully. Even the opossum.

How old do you act?
( another little x survey )

The retreat was fabulous. The toast was long. I toasted, I went longer than I wanted to, I forgot some people, like lauren, simply because I couldn't see them once it got so dark, to be honest. And I think I made other people uncomfortable. I didn't meant to, but I meant all I said. Mary Hannah forgot to mention both Jenny and me in her toast, and for about five minutes afterward she didn't realize it, and I was just sitting there in shock, about to cry; as soon as she realized it, all was well again. I suppose I got panicked that she and I had grown so far apart that I just wasn't part of her life anymore. That would be awful. I love her so much.

I spent most of Tuesday in a canoe or in the water. I went swimming for the first time since Katherine's party last summer. It was terrifying at first, but I love it so. I wish I were less insecure. I'll get there eventually. Silly girl. So vain.

I signed many more yearbooks than I have gotten signatures, so the next few days I will have to seek out those I want to sign. A lot of people hae comented on my sarcasm. That worries me. Sarcasm is such an awkward and passive-aggressive behavior. Is that how I want to be known? I was unaware that I was so sarcastic; perhaps I should focus on moving away from such habits. It would probably be good for everyone.

Most of the sentences in this post have begin with "I." My apologies. I've also tried make my capitalization habits more consistent since I received a neutral but helpful comment from some anonymous goofball about how though my grammar is good, my capitalization is spotty at best. Let me know how I'm doing.

( Hurrah for surveys with the little X's! )