Musings of a Seldom Heroine
samedi, mars 06, 2004:
Just wanted to let you know that my grandfather, Joseph M. Frankle, passed away on Wednesday night at Stanford University Hospital. The funeral's tomorrow at 1; we're sitting shiva from 4:30 tomorrow afternoon until Tuesday night, with minyanim at 7:30. Please try to stop by, if you can make it, even for a little bit--I don't think I've ever felt so lonely before.
Brianna // 11:08 PM
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lundi, janvier 19, 2004:
Well, I don't know how the counting's supposed to go, but I'm considering second semester-ness from the day of my last first semester exam. Thus, with tomorrow's history exam o'doom the push (or putsch? argh, too much Hitler tonight) to being a second semester senior finally begins, after a full two years of premature senioritis. Woot.
Brianna // 10:36 PM
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samedi, janvier 10, 2004:
Ach. As usual, too long of a hiatus. A quick summary of the time since I came back from Fla.:
1/1/04(!): Running from the airport to Gelfy's party.
1/2 and /3/04: IA outline.
1/4/04: Dad's birthday. Udvar-Hazy center. Amazing.
1/5/04: Running from voice lesson to J&H audition, on 270, in the rain; making it to RM with fifteen minutes and five people left to go.
1/7/04: HoD discussion (gaaaaah!), Forensics rehearsal, Requiem at Wootton.
1/8/04: Monologue and dancing auditions. Called back.
1/9/04: Shakespeare monologue competition. alternate. Callbacks. Came home exhausted and aching, watched half of "A Mighty Wind," lay in the bathtub until 2115 when the number went un-busy. Lady Helen Savage.
1/10/04: Forensics meet at Magruder--saw Karen, Caitlin, AlexK, AbbyF. First place in Readers' Theatre for The Big Black Box, playing said box. IA outline conference. Not too horribly scary.
Good week. Tiring week. Happy Lissy.
Brianna // 10:37 PM
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mercredi, décembre 24, 2003:
Going to Florida (again) tomorrow morning, coming back to Gelfy's house on the first (of '04!!!). Meaning I miss all the New Year's festivities. Oh well. Enjoy them. Merry and happy everything. Much love.
Much love. Off to be surrounded for eight days by people who will insist that I be straight, talkative, and cheerful. But then again, off to walk to the lighthouse and be alone with the ocean, sand, and my thoughts . . .
Brianna // 11:26 PM
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lundi, décembre 15, 2003:
Princeton '08.
Yayfor. It's over.
Brianna // 8:44 PM
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jeudi, novembre 27, 2003:
So my mother lost the recipe for sweet potatoes in orange cups with marshmallows. The one I made this morning cut out the marshmallows and replaced them with rum and lots of butter. Happy Thanksgiving indeed.
Welcome home, bi/subvalves! You have been very thoroughly missed. Yesterday was awesome--Ruchita and Ranwa in Mads, Andrew in the History office--and last night I finished the WL paper and managed to convince the recipe-deficient mother that yes, I had enough time to go and chill with them again. Happy birthday, Ranwa!
Congrats to the TNers on two very favorable reviews in Montgomery Weekly. Heh. Richard is a thirty-year-old man.
Well, the sweet potatoes are finally done (75 minutes should be enough to depotentify the rum, n'est-ce pas?). Happy Thanksgiving to all of you--despite it all, we still have so much for which to be thankful.
Brianna // 12:12 PM
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mardi, novembre 11, 2003:
I think I did, anyway.
The copy I gave to Mr. Hines today, one of the many that we made on the night of Oct. 8 during the typing/editing/printing marathon, didn't have any, and neither do the other nineteen. But I remember printing it and stapling it . . . but how do I account for the three missing pages that could stand between me and an IB diploma?
Brianna // 4:27 PM
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Merde.
I turned in my EE without my endnotes.
Brianna // 4:24 PM
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