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sherryillk) wrote2004-09-06 06:02 pm
sherryillk) wrote2004-09-06 06:02 pm
Bad News at NYU
A Grad student killed herself today. :(
Already a suicide! That's so terrible! Classes hasn't even started yet and this is the 6th one this year. I'm sad. How can that be? Why? There's just no point... :(
"NEW YORK (AP) _ A graduate student at New York University jumped to her death Monday from the rooftop of its prestigious Tisch School of the Arts, police said.
The woman "died as a result of an apparently intentional fall" at 10:30 a.m., NYU spokesman Josh Taylor said. He cited university policy in not releasing her name but said she was a second-year graduate student at its school of performing and media arts.
Police identified the student as Joann Mitchell Levy, 23, and said she was found unconscious in front of 286 Mercer St., across from the Tisch School, at 721 Broadway, in Greenwich Village. She was pronounced dead at the scene."
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On a lighter and seemingly trivial note, my necks hurts so much. Coney Island really did a number on it yesterday. I think it hurts more today than yesterday night...
I just came from a floor meeting. Muni is apparently worried that I might not have any social life. That's true considering it's more like, social life, what social life? And apparently the load I've taken is going to kill me. Also, my chem and bio lectures are going to also going to be freaking huge. Absolutely freaking huge. And classes start tomorrow... :)
How the hell am I going to wake myself up... I seriously have no idea.
Hopefully, I'll be able find my classes... Stephanie and Brittany both have the same class so we'll hopefully leave together for it and I can just follow them since they seem to know more than I do...
On other news, apparently my aunt is pissed off that I said Nadine wouldn't be able to get a 1400 on the SAT. While I vaguely remember saying that, I didn't really mean it. And if Nadine does, well good for her. I don't care either way. Hear that Nadine? It's really nothing. Why the hell should I care about you? I have enough trouble trying to take care of myself.
It makes me wonder though. I said this like back in December of last year and she's getting pissed off now? Hello, it's been nine months, slow on the uptake, much? Whatever. Go study your heart out Nadine. Get a 1450, 1500, 1600 (there's my yeah, right), whatever. Just get your parents to pay for where you're going to go to school. That's the important part anyway.
ADDENDUM (since I wasn't feeling up to doing a whole new entry): For some reason or another, I was looking through my old HP stories. Did I really write those things? I'm not so sure I didn't plagerize them right now, just stole them from someone else because they don't feel like something I would be able to write. Maybe it's the two year absence that makes me think I have absolutely no talent but those stories I read, they were not bad. I would read them. Hey, I did reread them. They feel so distant, not a part of me any more. I don't understand it... God, I've got to stop listening to the songs I write my songfics on. They're all so depressive and it's making me really sad. But am I sad because I read a sad story and am listening to a sad song? Or am I sad because I'm just sad today? Did Muni really mess me up that much? Is the suicide bothering me more than I thought it is? I don't understand. I don't know... This is all so confusing... Am I making any sense? I don't know... :( I seriously hope I'm not falling into a huge, annoying depression because that would not be fun at all. No sirree Bob. Not to mention depressions are very inconvenient. And I think if I jumped out of my fourth storey window, I'd probably still live.
Already a suicide! That's so terrible! Classes hasn't even started yet and this is the 6th one this year. I'm sad. How can that be? Why? There's just no point... :(
"NEW YORK (AP) _ A graduate student at New York University jumped to her death Monday from the rooftop of its prestigious Tisch School of the Arts, police said.
The woman "died as a result of an apparently intentional fall" at 10:30 a.m., NYU spokesman Josh Taylor said. He cited university policy in not releasing her name but said she was a second-year graduate student at its school of performing and media arts.
Police identified the student as Joann Mitchell Levy, 23, and said she was found unconscious in front of 286 Mercer St., across from the Tisch School, at 721 Broadway, in Greenwich Village. She was pronounced dead at the scene."
....
On a lighter and seemingly trivial note, my necks hurts so much. Coney Island really did a number on it yesterday. I think it hurts more today than yesterday night...
I just came from a floor meeting. Muni is apparently worried that I might not have any social life. That's true considering it's more like, social life, what social life? And apparently the load I've taken is going to kill me. Also, my chem and bio lectures are going to also going to be freaking huge. Absolutely freaking huge. And classes start tomorrow... :)
How the hell am I going to wake myself up... I seriously have no idea.
Hopefully, I'll be able find my classes... Stephanie and Brittany both have the same class so we'll hopefully leave together for it and I can just follow them since they seem to know more than I do...
On other news, apparently my aunt is pissed off that I said Nadine wouldn't be able to get a 1400 on the SAT. While I vaguely remember saying that, I didn't really mean it. And if Nadine does, well good for her. I don't care either way. Hear that Nadine? It's really nothing. Why the hell should I care about you? I have enough trouble trying to take care of myself.
It makes me wonder though. I said this like back in December of last year and she's getting pissed off now? Hello, it's been nine months, slow on the uptake, much? Whatever. Go study your heart out Nadine. Get a 1450, 1500, 1600 (there's my yeah, right), whatever. Just get your parents to pay for where you're going to go to school. That's the important part anyway.
ADDENDUM (since I wasn't feeling up to doing a whole new entry): For some reason or another, I was looking through my old HP stories. Did I really write those things? I'm not so sure I didn't plagerize them right now, just stole them from someone else because they don't feel like something I would be able to write. Maybe it's the two year absence that makes me think I have absolutely no talent but those stories I read, they were not bad. I would read them. Hey, I did reread them. They feel so distant, not a part of me any more. I don't understand it... God, I've got to stop listening to the songs I write my songfics on. They're all so depressive and it's making me really sad. But am I sad because I read a sad story and am listening to a sad song? Or am I sad because I'm just sad today? Did Muni really mess me up that much? Is the suicide bothering me more than I thought it is? I don't understand. I don't know... This is all so confusing... Am I making any sense? I don't know... :( I seriously hope I'm not falling into a huge, annoying depression because that would not be fun at all. No sirree Bob. Not to mention depressions are very inconvenient. And I think if I jumped out of my fourth storey window, I'd probably still live.