There is a new journal entry. There is an addition to the idols section (the pages I created for Spanish class about Rigoberta MenchĂș).
Also, I am a blonde again. More orange than golden, but, whatever...
Saturday, April 29, 2000
I'm not really the kind of person who enjoys throwing himself into stranger situations. I don't going to parties when I don't know anyone there. I didn't like my first few weeks in the dorms because I'm not turbo-proative when it comes to starting conversations with random people. So, obviously, I'm going to a house party tonight in Hoboken where I will only know one person!
Friday, April 28, 2000
There's something new to your left...
Blogging is fun when you work on a computer all day long with no other form of entertainment! Now if I only I could write a fucking journal entry...
The Miami Police Chief who resigned is responding very maturely...I bet all of his quotes were forced down his throat...
``I know there's incredible anger and frustration in the (Cuban) exile community, and I want to tell you, if you're looking for a focal point for that frustration, here it is: I gave the orders,'' said O'Brien, 56.
I'm writing a story about the five women who will be inducted into the Women In Technology International's Hall of Fame and one of them is a former Rutgers professor of physics. She was the first Black woman to receive a Ph.D. in physics in the country. That is awesome.
Do you think maintenance people resent the people they clean up after? Am I the only person who thinks about this stuff? I'm sitting in an office on my laptop typing away and I'm practicially 12 years old, and this guy comes in to empty my trash. I said thanks and he barely acknowledged my existence. I think I would be really bitter, but that's obnoxious of me to presume that all "blue-collar" workers are unsatisfied. Whatever...