white male consumer

Because I simply don’t value it. (how un-American.)

I just finished sorting through a bit over a hundred and fifty dollars. (ok, so it’s not a huge sum. But when the bulk of it is in singles, it seems hefty.) This money belongs to two seperate student organizations. Some of it is going to help refugees in Sudan. Some of it is going into the two groups’ accounts. Some of it is going to retroactively fund the SOA trip I went on. So about ten bucks of it is actually mine. So many possibilities to skim a bit off the top. But what would be the point?

In other news, I’m as busy as ever. I went to my Israel class today, and the teacher told us that all of us would be re-drafting our term papers, and that it’d probably be necessary for us to individually meet with her to discuss revisions.

*gulp*

But then, as we walked out of class and set-up meeting times, she mentioned to me that mine was the “closest to finished” and that our meeting should go quick. Phew..

Sent in three rolls of film for development, from the protest. I really need to scan some more photos and add them to the site. But it’s such a pain in the ass, and I never have time.

German test on Wednesday. Personal essay due on Wednesday. Africa essay on Friday. Reading throughout the week. It’s looking like I’ll really need to get out this weekend.

Tricky — Hell is Round the Corner
I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stüssy.
Hell is round the corner where I shelter.
Isms and schisms, we’re living on a skelter
If you believe I’ll deceive common sense says you are thief
Let me take you down the corridors of my life.