This is Halloween.

I'm trying to make the most perfect costume. We'll see if I can pull something cool off. The older I get, the more tacky halloween becomes, but I'm sure this "Harvest Party" they have planned won't be super lame. Especially if everyone dresses up for it. I'm thinking of putting together some sort of roman soldier outfit. Not like 300, but like gladiator or something. We'll see. Other idea: an angel. But I don't want to be mistaken for someone who was paid to attend the party, if you know what I mean. So I'll be avoiding the policeman costume on this one, too.

My assignment: write something that imitates another work. My choice? A GQ letter from the editor: Kiss the Ring. My task now: write a political and inflammatory article of 1000-1200 words. Sort of outside of my comfort zone, but that's good for me, right?

Inspiration

I've decided to write my final classic style essay on my favorite childhood film, Beauty and the Beast, and how it affected my view of the world. I feel so uninspired even with such a great topic. It must be done, though. It must be done.

I want to be a dancer

I think dance is one of the most beautiful forms of art. I so badly want to learn.

I sort of thought he was kidding.

But no. He was totally serious. Our conversation was as follows:

Freshman: "Do you have a car on campus?"
Me hesitantly: "Yes. Why?"
Freshman: "I was wondering if I could hitch a ride over to Beard Art Center."

Needless to say, I did not give him a ride.

Steve Jobs's death overshadows anything else that could possibly happen today. He will be dearly missed by the world, but let's take a lesson from him and keep moving forward. :)

Those you’ve known
And lost, still walk behind you.
All alone,
They linger til they find you.

Michael Bluth and me

Riding on the coattails of Arrested Development's plan to return to television, I am officially announcing my return to Blogger! Nick's Notes is back in commission [we're going to have to work on that name]. I've burned the banana stand with a quarter of a million insecurities and plan to blog regularly this school year. I'm coming back, and I hope you guys do, too.