Saturday, March 31, 2007
I decided something.
I think I'm going to drop my Trads class and take it next year with the other prof. I just can't handle this anymore.
Varia
There's a car alarm going off in the parking lot behind the main building. I think that's where it is. It's been going off for a good ten minutes now, I'd think. And then about five minutes ago another one started too. Just to be part of the cool kids, I guess. Man. I wish they'd stop. Caitlin just called NDSP (she can hear it from Cavanaugh too), and they said they're working on it. So hopefully they'll get it taken care of soon because it's so annoying.
I was going to say something else. What was it...I have no idea.
I spent kind of a lot of money at Target today. I got two pairs of sandals (they're in between nice and every day kind of sandals, although I did want to get some less nice ones, but they didn't have any there), so that was most of it really. And I got a sweater thingy to wear over my dress, but I'm not sure how it'll look with the dress so I may or may not be taking it back. We'll see. It's cute though. And then I got some more practical things like water, shampoo/conditioner, body wash, and...something else. Oh, and some cookies. All of a sudden I remembered these cookies that I love but hadn't had in a really long time. Chocolate covered graham crackers. So I went to see if they had any, and they did, so I got some of those. Despite the fact that I'm giving up sweets and such for the week starting tomorrow. But I can be strong. I had some tonight, so that's good.
YAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The alarms are off!!! Ah, sweet relief.
Update on my computer battery: Now seems like it's down to about an hour, fully charged. So that's not cool. I guess I should contact Dell, see if that's covered under the warranty (not sure if it is or not, if it's just considered normal wear and tear or whatever). But man, an hour is ridiculous. So I don't know. I don't want to buy a new battery, because they're kind of expensive. And that's just not cool.
This video makes me cry. It is just so...tear-jerky. I don't know how long that link'll work, but it's a dad who just got back from 7 months in Iraq and surprised his son by showing up at his school. Very sweet.
Even if I feel like a pathetic failure with everything else tonight, at least I got one thing done: I did my laundry. So, you know, that's good. It's nice to have clean clothes.
Back to the essay, I suppose.
I was going to say something else. What was it...I have no idea.
I spent kind of a lot of money at Target today. I got two pairs of sandals (they're in between nice and every day kind of sandals, although I did want to get some less nice ones, but they didn't have any there), so that was most of it really. And I got a sweater thingy to wear over my dress, but I'm not sure how it'll look with the dress so I may or may not be taking it back. We'll see. It's cute though. And then I got some more practical things like water, shampoo/conditioner, body wash, and...something else. Oh, and some cookies. All of a sudden I remembered these cookies that I love but hadn't had in a really long time. Chocolate covered graham crackers. So I went to see if they had any, and they did, so I got some of those. Despite the fact that I'm giving up sweets and such for the week starting tomorrow. But I can be strong. I had some tonight, so that's good.
YAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The alarms are off!!! Ah, sweet relief.
Update on my computer battery: Now seems like it's down to about an hour, fully charged. So that's not cool. I guess I should contact Dell, see if that's covered under the warranty (not sure if it is or not, if it's just considered normal wear and tear or whatever). But man, an hour is ridiculous. So I don't know. I don't want to buy a new battery, because they're kind of expensive. And that's just not cool.
This video makes me cry. It is just so...tear-jerky. I don't know how long that link'll work, but it's a dad who just got back from 7 months in Iraq and surprised his son by showing up at his school. Very sweet.
Even if I feel like a pathetic failure with everything else tonight, at least I got one thing done: I did my laundry. So, you know, that's good. It's nice to have clean clothes.
Back to the essay, I suppose.
Hm.
I started filling out some applications today. One each for Garden of the Gods, Seven Falls, and the zoo. I mean, I don't know what they pay or anything, but I also know I'm not going to be in a position to be picky this summer, so I might as well check it out, right? So we'll see. I'm just not sure when to put my start date. There's a chance I might do summer classes that are a lot more classes filled into a much shorter time, like a week or two. I apparently have to do some sort of letter of appeal or something if I do a summer class that's less than 4 weeks, though, so I still have to see if I can do that or not. But if I can, it'd be so much nicer. I mean, filling 6 weeks of class into one week isn't exactly my idea of a good time (nor is sitting in class 8 hours a day), but it'd be over with a lot more quickly. Arts and letters advisors haven't been very good with getting back to me, though. I sent one email around Monday or Tuesday to the lady I went to see a couple weeks ago, and when she still hadn't gotten back to me yesterday, I emailed another one of them. So hopefully he'll get back to me soon. My registration time (for UCCS) isn't until April 10, though, so I still have time. Although, it's kind of worrisome, because summer registration starts April 2. I'm a little concerned all the classes I want might get filled before I get to register. Nothing I can do about that though.
I also can't do anything about the fact that there are apparently quite a large number of rising seniors in Cavanaugh who are staying on campus next year. Bethany said that last year it was about 20 girls who were going to be seniors, and this year it's closer to 50. Which means I just have to hope that at least, oh I don't know, 10 or so of them are not getting singles. Man, that would really really suck if I don't get a single. I kind of hadn't even entertained that thought very much, not seriously anyway. I mean, last year Julie had a really bad room pick lottery number for the rising juniors, and she still got a single. Not the greatest one, but she got one. I'm not picky, either, I just want a single. Sigh. Well, again, nothing I can do about it right now. Except pray that there'll be just/at least one single left for me. (anyone can join me in that endeavor, too...)
I have to decide, and soon, between taking a class that I do really want to take (Latin), one that might be a bit of a break from the reading-intensive classes that will fill the rest of my schedule, and a class that I'm pretty ambivalent about, but which is taught by apparently a really great teacher. Man. Why is this so hard for me? I don't know. From what I've read about the teacher, I think that even if I take the other class he seems to offer (God, Philosophy and Politics instead of and Universities), it'll still be good. I think that's his spring class. So maybe here's what I'll do. Maybe I'll plan on taking Latin next semester instead of his class, but first I'll check to see for sure if he'll be teaching next Spring. If they know yet, at least. Hm. I don't know.
I need to write essays. Argh. If I can somehow manage to get both done this weekend, I will be exceedingly proud of myself. I should have had them done by now, but it's me, so...yeah. At least I've started both, which makes it very much easier to finish. Starting is the worst sometimes. That blank page that just makes you want to give up right then and there. Shudder.
Well, I'm off to do that, hopefully.
I also can't do anything about the fact that there are apparently quite a large number of rising seniors in Cavanaugh who are staying on campus next year. Bethany said that last year it was about 20 girls who were going to be seniors, and this year it's closer to 50. Which means I just have to hope that at least, oh I don't know, 10 or so of them are not getting singles. Man, that would really really suck if I don't get a single. I kind of hadn't even entertained that thought very much, not seriously anyway. I mean, last year Julie had a really bad room pick lottery number for the rising juniors, and she still got a single. Not the greatest one, but she got one. I'm not picky, either, I just want a single. Sigh. Well, again, nothing I can do about it right now. Except pray that there'll be just/at least one single left for me. (anyone can join me in that endeavor, too...)
I have to decide, and soon, between taking a class that I do really want to take (Latin), one that might be a bit of a break from the reading-intensive classes that will fill the rest of my schedule, and a class that I'm pretty ambivalent about, but which is taught by apparently a really great teacher. Man. Why is this so hard for me? I don't know. From what I've read about the teacher, I think that even if I take the other class he seems to offer (God, Philosophy and Politics instead of and Universities), it'll still be good. I think that's his spring class. So maybe here's what I'll do. Maybe I'll plan on taking Latin next semester instead of his class, but first I'll check to see for sure if he'll be teaching next Spring. If they know yet, at least. Hm. I don't know.
I need to write essays. Argh. If I can somehow manage to get both done this weekend, I will be exceedingly proud of myself. I should have had them done by now, but it's me, so...yeah. At least I've started both, which makes it very much easier to finish. Starting is the worst sometimes. That blank page that just makes you want to give up right then and there. Shudder.
Well, I'm off to do that, hopefully.
Dear South Bend weather:
I see that you're supposed to be fairly nice in the next few days, but then that niceness greatly decreases right around the time that I need it to be lovely weather (aka, next Thursday-Sunday). And if not lovely, then at least somewhat warm. Soooo...if you could work on that in the next few days, that'd be great. I mean, what's Easter weekend without sunny, warm weather? You know you want to be nice. You know it. You're just being stubborn. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone if you give in to the loveliness of spring. Honestly.
Thanks,
Susie
I see that you're supposed to be fairly nice in the next few days, but then that niceness greatly decreases right around the time that I need it to be lovely weather (aka, next Thursday-Sunday). And if not lovely, then at least somewhat warm. Soooo...if you could work on that in the next few days, that'd be great. I mean, what's Easter weekend without sunny, warm weather? You know you want to be nice. You know it. You're just being stubborn. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone if you give in to the loveliness of spring. Honestly.
Thanks,
Susie
It's your duty!
I forgot to mention, but yesterday Dad told me I had gotten some mail while he and Mom were gone. One thing was a check (sweeeet), and another was...jury duty summons. I got picked to go to jury duty. Or, to go wait and maybe get picked actually to be on the jury for some case. Obviously I will be applying to postpone or get it cancelled or something, whatever it is I'm supposed to do, but it's weird. I think I had just been thinking about it recently, but I could be wrong. Either way, I think I had kind of ignored the fact that one of these days, eventually, I'd get one of those letters. So now it's officially happened. How exciting. I seriously don't want to do jury duty, though, ever. Yeah, yeah, it's my "civic duty" and whatnot, but man. I don't know how I'd handle it if I actually got picked to serve on the jury for a case. To be forced to make a decision based on whatever evidence I'm given and whatnot. I tend to be easily swayed either way, I think, like I'll hear one side and think, "Hm, they sounded very convincing, I think that their side is right." And then I'll hear the other side and think the same thing for them. And then I'm confused. So anyway. I especially don't know what I'd do if I had to serve on a jury for some high-profile case, or like a murder case or something. Ick.
Well, for now at least, I guess I dodged the bullet.
Well, for now at least, I guess I dodged the bullet.
Summahtime
I really really want to go camping again. I love camping. I hope I get to go at least once, and hopefully more, this summer.
You know what else I want to do, which is quite a bit more unlikely, and even downright near impossible? I want to go to the beach. Horror of horrors, a part of me can't believe I'm saying that, but it's been a really long time since I've gone to the beach. I mean, I think I've technically been there within the last five years, but it was more along the lines of taking off your shoes and walking right at the water's edge than actually being at the beach. (I'm thinking of the summer after junior year when we drove back East, and went to...I believe it was Hampton beach, maybe? for one day, or just a few hours even, but it was kind of overcast that day and rather chilly.) I don't know. I keep getting whiffs of that beach smell, the salty air and whatnot, which is probably more in my head than anything. (I've also been getting campfire smell recently too, but that's slightly less odd because basically any fire brings those associations with it.) Anyway. Maybe I'll get to go to the beach again one of these years. Maybe next year I'll actually do something for spring break. Who knows.
You know what else I want to do, which is quite a bit more unlikely, and even downright near impossible? I want to go to the beach. Horror of horrors, a part of me can't believe I'm saying that, but it's been a really long time since I've gone to the beach. I mean, I think I've technically been there within the last five years, but it was more along the lines of taking off your shoes and walking right at the water's edge than actually being at the beach. (I'm thinking of the summer after junior year when we drove back East, and went to...I believe it was Hampton beach, maybe? for one day, or just a few hours even, but it was kind of overcast that day and rather chilly.) I don't know. I keep getting whiffs of that beach smell, the salty air and whatnot, which is probably more in my head than anything. (I've also been getting campfire smell recently too, but that's slightly less odd because basically any fire brings those associations with it.) Anyway. Maybe I'll get to go to the beach again one of these years. Maybe next year I'll actually do something for spring break. Who knows.
Friday, March 30, 2007
I hate choosing.
Right now, the question is:
Should I take four theos and one history, and a one credit half semester "Know Your Catholic Faith" thing, or three theos, one history, and one Latin, plus the "Know Your Catholic Faith" thing? The first would give me 17 credits, including doing the one credit violin lessons again, the second, 18 credits (again, plus the violin lesson credit), which would slightly lesson the credits I'd need to take second semester. And then the other question is, should I take an American Revolution history class, a Medieval Russia history class, or an English or Irish history to the 1800s class? The profs for the first two don't have reviews, and the prof for the second two does, and they're pretty good, but those two classes are MWF classes, and if I don't take one of those I'll just have one class on Friday afternoons. So I'm leaning toward the first two despite the lack of teacher evals. But which one? I guess Medieval Russia would be newer material, as I've obviously learned about the American Revolution in some form at some time in my educational career. But I do still love that period of time. So...hm. I guess figuring that out isn't really important for a couple weeks yet. I just have to figure out if I want to do three theos or four. (Technically, I guess, it's four or five, counting that one credit course that I'm kind of just assuming I can get into.) I guess it might depend on whether or not I am even allowed to take that many theo classes. I sent an email to my theo advisor to see, but it was just a little while ago so I don't expect a reply any time soon. Hopefully this weekend though, as I go in on Monday to pick my theo classes.
I'll figure it out. I always do. Even if I take it to the wire.
Should I take four theos and one history, and a one credit half semester "Know Your Catholic Faith" thing, or three theos, one history, and one Latin, plus the "Know Your Catholic Faith" thing? The first would give me 17 credits, including doing the one credit violin lessons again, the second, 18 credits (again, plus the violin lesson credit), which would slightly lesson the credits I'd need to take second semester. And then the other question is, should I take an American Revolution history class, a Medieval Russia history class, or an English or Irish history to the 1800s class? The profs for the first two don't have reviews, and the prof for the second two does, and they're pretty good, but those two classes are MWF classes, and if I don't take one of those I'll just have one class on Friday afternoons. So I'm leaning toward the first two despite the lack of teacher evals. But which one? I guess Medieval Russia would be newer material, as I've obviously learned about the American Revolution in some form at some time in my educational career. But I do still love that period of time. So...hm. I guess figuring that out isn't really important for a couple weeks yet. I just have to figure out if I want to do three theos or four. (Technically, I guess, it's four or five, counting that one credit course that I'm kind of just assuming I can get into.) I guess it might depend on whether or not I am even allowed to take that many theo classes. I sent an email to my theo advisor to see, but it was just a little while ago so I don't expect a reply any time soon. Hopefully this weekend though, as I go in on Monday to pick my theo classes.
I'll figure it out. I always do. Even if I take it to the wire.
Stressing out
--Schoolwork (neverending)
--Summer classes
--Job
--Senior year
--I suck.
There's my outline. Here's the essay.
Schoolwork: As you may know, I have a lot to do for next week. And then I have another paper due Wednesday after break, and that's just not cool, and luckily nothing major the following week (well, that I know of at least), but then the week after that I have that HUGE 15 page research paper due. Oh, and two days before that one I have another Trads paper due. (I'm so sick of those.) Then less than a week after the 15 pager, I have my FTT paper due, although I don't know how concrete that due date is. And then two days after that I'm supposed to have the last Feasts and Seasons take home due, but I don't know if that'll change too since he changed this current one. And then two days after that is another Middle Ages paper. That week is the last week of classes/study days. It's going to suck. Completely and totally. At least I get a couple of days to relax/study, kind of, not really, before my finals start on Wednesday. One each of the last three days, plus the last Trads paper due the Friday of finals. So I'll have to get that done before my real finals, because the last thing I want to have to do is study for a final with a paper looming over my head. (I know what you're all thinking: Susie, study for finals? Never!)
Sigh. It just seems like it's all too much. And here's the really stressful part: I don't even get the summer to recouperate. I have to do more work this summer. And it really sucks and is adding even more stress. And then I also am jumping ahead and thinking about next year, which will suck too, because I'll have to take so many re-frickin-diculous classes. And it won't be fun. I don't like this. I'm a horrible student, did you know that? I don't know how I've made it this far. I'm really really bad at being a student. It's starting to show this year, I think. I'm not doing as well on my papers (could that be, perhaps, because I'm waiting until 1am the night before they're do to write them? Nah). I mean, I'm still in the B range at the lowest on anything, but it's a bit of a new realm for me. I got a B- on the second trads paper, which we got back today. Lowest grade I think I've gotten on anything this semester. And really, it's not that terrible. I'm not going to die getting a B- on one thing. Heck, I won't even die getting a B- overall. I guess the thing is, I don't care that much, yet I feel like I should be doing better because I am just a single major, and it is just theology, so you'd think that I'd be trying more especially in my required theology classes. You'd think. It's not like I'm a double major, or a major-minor, and so I feel like a slacker already for that. But add to it the fact that I'm not even getting straight As, and I feel like the back of the crowd or something like that. But at the same time, I don't care so much as I have the perception that everyone else will care and think, "She only majored in one thing, and she couldn't even manage an A average in her major classes." And then I won't ever get a job and I'll be pathetic for the rest of my life. Ok maybe that's a bit of a stretch, but I'm just...I feel like I'm struggling a bit right now. It's pretty crappy, and I really wish I could get myself back on my feet. I need to start buckling down more. How long have I been saying that now? 10 years? This procrastination thing is pretty ridiculous in a big way. I heard someone talking on some radio station, perhaps over break or maybe Christmas break, and I think it was John Tesh. He has all these little medical facts, and like life facts and whatnot, and whenever this was, he was talking about how everyone says they're procrastinators, but in reality a small percentage of people actually have a problem with procrastination. Most people might just put things off once in awhile, for a little while, but for those who are like really bad about it, it starts to become detrimental and carry over into their whole lives with everything they do, etc. I kinda think I fall into the latter category. But I believe I'm getting off topic here. I just...I'm getting more and more frustrated with myself each and every day, and I wish I knew why I do things the way I do, as everything I do seems so counter-productive and I really hate it. I just have no idea why I do it.
Anyway, summer classes. I'm stressing about those because, not only do I have to worry about continued months of homework and such, I have to worry about being able to get into the classes I want, and making sure I'll still have time to work and such. I have a feeling that, because I do have to take classes this summer, it's going to limit greatly any options I might have had for a job, at least one that's not retail. I desperately do not want to do retail again. Not at all. I want to be paid a fair amount. That would be more than $7. Last night I got the idea to look at three places I think would be fun to work, which probably do fall into the retail genre, and probably don't pay very much either, so it probably wasn't very smart to look into it and start to think about how cool it might be. Those three places are the zoo, Garden of the Gods, and Seven Falls. None of their websites mention pay rates at all, but I can't imagine it'd be much more than $7/hr, although I have absolutely zero basis for that assertion. Plus, none of them are close to my house at all; in fact, all are pretty much on the opposite end of the city from me. And this of course means I'd be losing a lot of my earned wages on gas. And my loans are probably going to go up by I think Dad said somewhere around $8000 next year, thanks to Peter's insistence on foregoing college for, you know, saving the country or whatever, psh, and thus having a better-paying job this summer would certainly be helpful. Not to mention the fact that I'm going to have to pay for summer classes, too, and I really have no idea how much that is going to cost. It's like a double-edged sword. The going to classes thing, for which I need more money, will probably end up keeping me from getting a better-paying job, and will definitely keep me from getting a job with a lot of hours, so I'll have less money than I might have otherwise. So I'll have double-less when both of those factors are considered. So there, that was part of the summer classes/job stress.
I already touched on senior year a bit, but I'll discuss a little more now. I'm going to be taking a lot of classes, and I can only hope and pray that they will be interesting/good/not be too time-intensive. Or that I'll be ok with being a recluse next year, my senior year, my last year here, my last chance to spend with my college friends, my last chance to be a college student.
I desperately wish right now that last semester's classes had counted for something, anything, or that I had at least one class's worth of credit when I started freshman year. I think I'd be feeling significantly less stressed at the moment. Even though it's stupid to stress about all this stuff at once. But I can't help it. I'm not very good at living in the moment. Except when it comes to putting off homework. Which ends up kicking my butt.
Oh yeah. I also hate hate hate filling out applications. But it's kind of hard to get a job or do anything without filling them out. And I feel so limited sometimes with things that say I need recommendations, because I don't really think there's many people around who could give me a recommendation. I don't get to know my teachers that well. I want to, but I never have anything to say, and what am I going to do, go to office hours to say "Good lecture today; see ya later"? I'm not good at stuff like that.
I limit myself so much by what I think I'm not good at. If I think I'm not good at it, I don't try. And I know that it's a dumb thing to do, but that's who I am, and it sucks, and I'm too timid to change it.
All this adds up to: I suck.
Sometimes I desperately wish I could start all over, from freshman year. All the thing I would change or do differently. But I can't, and that's the way it is.
And there you go.
--Summer classes
--Job
--Senior year
--I suck.
There's my outline. Here's the essay.
Schoolwork: As you may know, I have a lot to do for next week. And then I have another paper due Wednesday after break, and that's just not cool, and luckily nothing major the following week (well, that I know of at least), but then the week after that I have that HUGE 15 page research paper due. Oh, and two days before that one I have another Trads paper due. (I'm so sick of those.) Then less than a week after the 15 pager, I have my FTT paper due, although I don't know how concrete that due date is. And then two days after that I'm supposed to have the last Feasts and Seasons take home due, but I don't know if that'll change too since he changed this current one. And then two days after that is another Middle Ages paper. That week is the last week of classes/study days. It's going to suck. Completely and totally. At least I get a couple of days to relax/study, kind of, not really, before my finals start on Wednesday. One each of the last three days, plus the last Trads paper due the Friday of finals. So I'll have to get that done before my real finals, because the last thing I want to have to do is study for a final with a paper looming over my head. (I know what you're all thinking: Susie, study for finals? Never!)
Sigh. It just seems like it's all too much. And here's the really stressful part: I don't even get the summer to recouperate. I have to do more work this summer. And it really sucks and is adding even more stress. And then I also am jumping ahead and thinking about next year, which will suck too, because I'll have to take so many re-frickin-diculous classes. And it won't be fun. I don't like this. I'm a horrible student, did you know that? I don't know how I've made it this far. I'm really really bad at being a student. It's starting to show this year, I think. I'm not doing as well on my papers (could that be, perhaps, because I'm waiting until 1am the night before they're do to write them? Nah). I mean, I'm still in the B range at the lowest on anything, but it's a bit of a new realm for me. I got a B- on the second trads paper, which we got back today. Lowest grade I think I've gotten on anything this semester. And really, it's not that terrible. I'm not going to die getting a B- on one thing. Heck, I won't even die getting a B- overall. I guess the thing is, I don't care that much, yet I feel like I should be doing better because I am just a single major, and it is just theology, so you'd think that I'd be trying more especially in my required theology classes. You'd think. It's not like I'm a double major, or a major-minor, and so I feel like a slacker already for that. But add to it the fact that I'm not even getting straight As, and I feel like the back of the crowd or something like that. But at the same time, I don't care so much as I have the perception that everyone else will care and think, "She only majored in one thing, and she couldn't even manage an A average in her major classes." And then I won't ever get a job and I'll be pathetic for the rest of my life. Ok maybe that's a bit of a stretch, but I'm just...I feel like I'm struggling a bit right now. It's pretty crappy, and I really wish I could get myself back on my feet. I need to start buckling down more. How long have I been saying that now? 10 years? This procrastination thing is pretty ridiculous in a big way. I heard someone talking on some radio station, perhaps over break or maybe Christmas break, and I think it was John Tesh. He has all these little medical facts, and like life facts and whatnot, and whenever this was, he was talking about how everyone says they're procrastinators, but in reality a small percentage of people actually have a problem with procrastination. Most people might just put things off once in awhile, for a little while, but for those who are like really bad about it, it starts to become detrimental and carry over into their whole lives with everything they do, etc. I kinda think I fall into the latter category. But I believe I'm getting off topic here. I just...I'm getting more and more frustrated with myself each and every day, and I wish I knew why I do things the way I do, as everything I do seems so counter-productive and I really hate it. I just have no idea why I do it.
Anyway, summer classes. I'm stressing about those because, not only do I have to worry about continued months of homework and such, I have to worry about being able to get into the classes I want, and making sure I'll still have time to work and such. I have a feeling that, because I do have to take classes this summer, it's going to limit greatly any options I might have had for a job, at least one that's not retail. I desperately do not want to do retail again. Not at all. I want to be paid a fair amount. That would be more than $7. Last night I got the idea to look at three places I think would be fun to work, which probably do fall into the retail genre, and probably don't pay very much either, so it probably wasn't very smart to look into it and start to think about how cool it might be. Those three places are the zoo, Garden of the Gods, and Seven Falls. None of their websites mention pay rates at all, but I can't imagine it'd be much more than $7/hr, although I have absolutely zero basis for that assertion. Plus, none of them are close to my house at all; in fact, all are pretty much on the opposite end of the city from me. And this of course means I'd be losing a lot of my earned wages on gas. And my loans are probably going to go up by I think Dad said somewhere around $8000 next year, thanks to Peter's insistence on foregoing college for, you know, saving the country or whatever, psh, and thus having a better-paying job this summer would certainly be helpful. Not to mention the fact that I'm going to have to pay for summer classes, too, and I really have no idea how much that is going to cost. It's like a double-edged sword. The going to classes thing, for which I need more money, will probably end up keeping me from getting a better-paying job, and will definitely keep me from getting a job with a lot of hours, so I'll have less money than I might have otherwise. So I'll have double-less when both of those factors are considered. So there, that was part of the summer classes/job stress.
I already touched on senior year a bit, but I'll discuss a little more now. I'm going to be taking a lot of classes, and I can only hope and pray that they will be interesting/good/not be too time-intensive. Or that I'll be ok with being a recluse next year, my senior year, my last year here, my last chance to spend with my college friends, my last chance to be a college student.
I desperately wish right now that last semester's classes had counted for something, anything, or that I had at least one class's worth of credit when I started freshman year. I think I'd be feeling significantly less stressed at the moment. Even though it's stupid to stress about all this stuff at once. But I can't help it. I'm not very good at living in the moment. Except when it comes to putting off homework. Which ends up kicking my butt.
Oh yeah. I also hate hate hate filling out applications. But it's kind of hard to get a job or do anything without filling them out. And I feel so limited sometimes with things that say I need recommendations, because I don't really think there's many people around who could give me a recommendation. I don't get to know my teachers that well. I want to, but I never have anything to say, and what am I going to do, go to office hours to say "Good lecture today; see ya later"? I'm not good at stuff like that.
I limit myself so much by what I think I'm not good at. If I think I'm not good at it, I don't try. And I know that it's a dumb thing to do, but that's who I am, and it sucks, and I'm too timid to change it.
All this adds up to: I suck.
Sometimes I desperately wish I could start all over, from freshman year. All the thing I would change or do differently. But I can't, and that's the way it is.
And there you go.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Y'know...
The thing about these question/paragraph answer things I have to do every. single. week is that...they seem like busywork. I'm not a fan of busywork. Know why I get that impression? Take last week. I'll admit, I barely read the stupid readings. To be honest, for the most part I didn't. Well, I read the shorter one, and then I read one (maybe 20 page) section (of the like at least 100 page reading, or so it seemed to me) of the other one. The next morning, or perhaps the night before, I forget, I formulated some sort of question I might be able to ask for each, and answer based on what I had highlighted. Oh, actually, I did that in the morning while eating between Latin and trads. That, as well as reading that one little section of the ridiculously long reading, and then going back to type up the question/answers. I typed them up in about 20 minutes, running on very little sleep, and thus they were basically incoherent. At least, seemed to me to be. I was pretty sure half of what I was saying for each had nothing to do with my original question. And thus I was prepared to get them back with the lowest grade yet on those (which would be anything below a plus, whatever that means). What'd I find at the top when I got it back Wednesday? (I'm sure you all see where this is going.) A plus and a "good." Granted, it's not a "splendid" or an "excellent" as I've gotten on some past ones, along with the plus, but still. And I'm not complaining that I apparently did well, I just don't see how it's possible. I guess I don't really feel like I earned it, and that's why this seems just like busywork that doesn't even matter. And that's why I have no. motivation. whatsoever to do it. Yet, it must be done, even though I have absolutely no idea how I'm supposed to formulate questions about this author when one of the readings is a weird story about some family's Christmas Eve, and I don't know what's going on.
This class can't be done soon enough, methinks. I guess it's the fact that I don't understand why I have to take it. I don't really think I'm learning much about Christian beliefs, other than those of the specific people we have to read every week. Most of whom I've never really heard of, and most of whom aren't Catholic. I know, it's important to understand all the different Christian beliefs and whatnot, but I just wish we had more Catholic stuff. This is a Catholic university, after all. This is why I'm holding out hope that the Trads I course will be more interesting, as it deals with up to the Reformation. Which would, obviously, mainly incorporate Catholic stuff. Plus, both the teachers who do Trads I have really good reviews on the teacher eval thing I look at. And I think I just decided which one I want to have next semester. The one I was leaning towards, partly because one of my friends highly recommends him, and partly because it's at a later time, and I think it'll be the only class I have on Friday. So while it'd be nice to have the whole Friday afternoon off, it'd also be nice to have Friday morning off too. And it's just a 50 minute class anyway. But this is rather off topic. The topic is...I'm sick of Trads. Argh.
And homework.
I'm sad that I don't even get a break from it all this summer. Of course, last semester I had four classes and barely ever did anything, but there was usually something hanging over my head, and despite the fact that I let it happen all the time, I hate that feeling.
Bleh. I wish it was the weekend now. Except I have lots to do this weekend, and don't want to do any of it. So I wish it was next weekend. But even next weekend I'll have a paper to think about that's due Wednesday after break, and that sucks too. It all sucks. I hate homework.
This class can't be done soon enough, methinks. I guess it's the fact that I don't understand why I have to take it. I don't really think I'm learning much about Christian beliefs, other than those of the specific people we have to read every week. Most of whom I've never really heard of, and most of whom aren't Catholic. I know, it's important to understand all the different Christian beliefs and whatnot, but I just wish we had more Catholic stuff. This is a Catholic university, after all. This is why I'm holding out hope that the Trads I course will be more interesting, as it deals with up to the Reformation. Which would, obviously, mainly incorporate Catholic stuff. Plus, both the teachers who do Trads I have really good reviews on the teacher eval thing I look at. And I think I just decided which one I want to have next semester. The one I was leaning towards, partly because one of my friends highly recommends him, and partly because it's at a later time, and I think it'll be the only class I have on Friday. So while it'd be nice to have the whole Friday afternoon off, it'd also be nice to have Friday morning off too. And it's just a 50 minute class anyway. But this is rather off topic. The topic is...I'm sick of Trads. Argh.
And homework.
I'm sad that I don't even get a break from it all this summer. Of course, last semester I had four classes and barely ever did anything, but there was usually something hanging over my head, and despite the fact that I let it happen all the time, I hate that feeling.
Bleh. I wish it was the weekend now. Except I have lots to do this weekend, and don't want to do any of it. So I wish it was next weekend. But even next weekend I'll have a paper to think about that's due Wednesday after break, and that sucks too. It all sucks. I hate homework.
Me? Go running?
In the past week, I've gone running/walking three times. Might not really seem like a lot to some people, but I'm pretty proud of myself. Right now it's walk five minutes as a warm up or whatever, then run 60 seconds, walk 90 seconds, and keep doin sets of that for 20 minutes. The next step is the warmup, then run 90 seconds and walk 2 minutes. I guess Caitlin and I'll try that next. I know I can do it, but I don't want to. Running for 90 seconds consecutively? Ew.
I'm not sure if I did it while running today, but at dinner I noticed that my leg hurt, kind of on the side of my upper thigh, near my hip. I'm not sure what it is. Still kind of bothering me though. I don't like it.
Oh well. The price of beauty, I suppse. I better be beautiful when I get up to the 3 mile thing. (That's the goal of this routine: Work your way up to three miles.) Or at least have a little less extra padding on my hips. I may not be fat, but I could lose an inch or two there, I think. Hm.
I'm not sure if I did it while running today, but at dinner I noticed that my leg hurt, kind of on the side of my upper thigh, near my hip. I'm not sure what it is. Still kind of bothering me though. I don't like it.
Oh well. The price of beauty, I suppse. I better be beautiful when I get up to the 3 mile thing. (That's the goal of this routine: Work your way up to three miles.) Or at least have a little less extra padding on my hips. I may not be fat, but I could lose an inch or two there, I think. Hm.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Sure...
Lost tonight was, frankly, a disappointment. It was all about these two characters who showed up at the beginning of this season and have been here and there since then, but never major, and they pretend that they've been there the whole time. Well tonight was a mini version of their back story, and what they've been up to since the plane crashed, and then they died. But not really. But hopefully they'll stay "dead." It was just pointless. Oh well.
Know what's not a disappointment? Musicals. We talked about them in FTT today. We watched two of the dance sequences from Top Hat, and then the title dance scene from Singin in the Rain (which she hinted at during the beginning of class, because it was raining this morning, and she said it would fit with the clips she was going to show or something along those lines. One of the two from Top Hat that we saw happened during a rainy scene too, so I wasn't sure if she was just referring to that or what. But yeah. Man, I love musicals. And Singin in the Rain. And I want to see more Fred Astaire/Ginger Rogers movies. I had never seen one before, just like I had never seen a John Wayne film. And now I want to watch more of both. Good stuff. See, musicals like the one we watched are movies that make me insanely happy while and after watching them. So, whereas after seeing a film like, oh I don't know, Miami Vice or Do the Right Thing, where I walked out feeling dirty and mad and depressed both because they suck and because they just seem to release those kinds of chemicals in the brain or something, I can walk out of seeing Top Hat and be very happy and jolly and optimistic, and probably quite endorphine-filled. And it's great stuff. Anyway.
Oh, so I might have meant to write this like a week ago, as that's when it happened, but sometime last week (I really don't remember when it was...oh yeah, I think it was Wednesday night, on my way back from Debartolo where I had a review session), I was walking across south quad towards Cavanaugh, and I heard someone whistling the main song tune from Rudy. It was kinda funny and cool. And nice. Anyway. Just thought I'd share.
I don't remember if I had something else to say. I haven't talked to my Mom, or either parent actually, since Sunday, I believe. Dad got home tonight from being in Boston, and Mom gets home sometime tomorrow night I guess. I'm just used to them being online a lot, and I don't like the fact that they haven't been. I guess I could call but we all know how I am with phones.
I decided I'm giving up all sweets next week, starting Sunday. Hopefully I can at least manage that.
Anyway. I should go do work. I have yet to get either of those two essays done, but at least I have the topic for the trads one, and hopefully I can still get maybe a page or more done tonight. But I do also want to get a good night's sleep tonight too, so yeah. Don't want to stay up as late as I've been doing. So I best go do that now.
Know what's not a disappointment? Musicals. We talked about them in FTT today. We watched two of the dance sequences from Top Hat, and then the title dance scene from Singin in the Rain (which she hinted at during the beginning of class, because it was raining this morning, and she said it would fit with the clips she was going to show or something along those lines. One of the two from Top Hat that we saw happened during a rainy scene too, so I wasn't sure if she was just referring to that or what. But yeah. Man, I love musicals. And Singin in the Rain. And I want to see more Fred Astaire/Ginger Rogers movies. I had never seen one before, just like I had never seen a John Wayne film. And now I want to watch more of both. Good stuff. See, musicals like the one we watched are movies that make me insanely happy while and after watching them. So, whereas after seeing a film like, oh I don't know, Miami Vice or Do the Right Thing, where I walked out feeling dirty and mad and depressed both because they suck and because they just seem to release those kinds of chemicals in the brain or something, I can walk out of seeing Top Hat and be very happy and jolly and optimistic, and probably quite endorphine-filled. And it's great stuff. Anyway.
Oh, so I might have meant to write this like a week ago, as that's when it happened, but sometime last week (I really don't remember when it was...oh yeah, I think it was Wednesday night, on my way back from Debartolo where I had a review session), I was walking across south quad towards Cavanaugh, and I heard someone whistling the main song tune from Rudy. It was kinda funny and cool. And nice. Anyway. Just thought I'd share.
I don't remember if I had something else to say. I haven't talked to my Mom, or either parent actually, since Sunday, I believe. Dad got home tonight from being in Boston, and Mom gets home sometime tomorrow night I guess. I'm just used to them being online a lot, and I don't like the fact that they haven't been. I guess I could call but we all know how I am with phones.
I decided I'm giving up all sweets next week, starting Sunday. Hopefully I can at least manage that.
Anyway. I should go do work. I have yet to get either of those two essays done, but at least I have the topic for the trads one, and hopefully I can still get maybe a page or more done tonight. But I do also want to get a good night's sleep tonight too, so yeah. Don't want to stay up as late as I've been doing. So I best go do that now.
Sick to my stomach
Two things have happened today to make me feel that oh-so-horrible, make it go away feeling that sometimes creeps up when rather revolting or just unpleasant things occur. The lesser of these two just happened about ten minutes ago. Here I was, sitting at my laptop for the first time all day, about to catch up on my email and go through my daily blog-check round up. Happily munching away at a Hershey Almond bar. Mmm. Little did I know, that chocolate bar was about to cause me a fair amount of pain and unpleasantness in my mouth, for as I took another bite and started to chew...my cheek got in the way. In a big way. And before I had time to react, my teeth had bit down -- hard -- on that poor in-the-way cheek. And it wasn't just a little nip that happens to everyone occasionally, it was a nice chunk and I could hear (or feel) my teeth puncturing the flesh. Gross, right? And then I had to sit here for five or so minutes with a tissue in my mouth so I didn't have to be subjected to tasting quite so much blood (horrible taste), until it seemed that it had done about all it would do. So now I just have this nice lump on the inside of my cheek that will, I am sure, be bit at least a couple more times before it goes away. That's the kicker. When you bite your cheek, it hurts, but it gets swollen so it's bound to happen again. It's not a one-time deal. Unfortunately. Anyway. So, if anyone wants to know a sure-fire way of losing your appetite, even for a delicious chocolate bar, just bite off half your cheek while eating it. It works.
Anyway, as painful as that was, it doesn't make me cringe nearly as much as even the thought of the other grossness of the day does. First, I have to give you all the setting. I woke up this morning, and it was raining. As I had expected it would be. So that was fine, I grabbed my umbrella and headed on my way, and it was all good (aside from the fact that it was also windy which caused my umbrella to turn inside out once on my way to Latin, and it threatened to do so again several times after that). Still raining between Latin and FTT. Once I got out of FTT, however, it had stopped, so I didn't have the umbrella out. Which actually has nothing to do with my story. Except perhaps had I been using my umbrella, my eyes would have been more focused on making sure I wasn't running into people since it limits my line of vision a bit. Anyway. The point is, I was walking back to Debartolo from the DPAC to go to Trads. And I noticed a few worms here and there on the sidewalk, which was interesting because I hadn't noticed many on my way to Latin or on my way to FTT. Perhaps I wasn't looking though. I did at that point, in any case. I always feel bad when I see worms on the sidewalk after it rains, almost to the point that I want to put them back in the grass, which probably wouldn't help them anyway, and I don't think I'd actually touch them even if it would help. However, I do try to avoid stepping on them, much as I avoid hitting squirrels and such as much as possible when I'm driving. So I was walking along (don't you like how long it's taking me to get to the point of this story?), and all of a sudden, there, right where I was about to drop my foot, was a worm. Dead or alive, I didn't want to step on it, but I couldn't really avoid it without looking like a complete idiot. So I tried to miss as much as possible, but I know I stepped on it. I could feel it squish beneath my shoe. And then the very next step, as I was still reeling from the disgusting feeling that had settled in the pit of my stomach, there was a worm that was definitely moving but I couldn't avoid it either. Or I didn't notice it in time to change my path even slightly. I didn't really feel the squish of that one, though, so maybe I didn't get it like I thought. Either way, I felt sick the rest of the way to Debartolo and even during some of that class. And then every time I've been outside today, I see worms all over, and that feeling refreshes itself. I mean, I'm sure I've stepped on my number of worms throughout my life, but not when I notice it. It's just gross, stepping on them. Ugh. I'm not sure if it's the fact that I killed something (I do that with bugs, and generally don't feel too badly about it, depending on the bug, but I think there's always a bit of guilt there, especially if I didn't want to and didn't mean to), or remembering the squish feeling of the poor little worm, or what, but...shudder. Plus everything's smelling a bit...fishy today, and I'm attributing it to all the worms, even though I don't think that's exactly logical. But can I be expected to be logical all the time?
Ok sorry. Those were my two fun stories of the day. Good thing I shared, huh? Haha. Sorry.
Anyway, as painful as that was, it doesn't make me cringe nearly as much as even the thought of the other grossness of the day does. First, I have to give you all the setting. I woke up this morning, and it was raining. As I had expected it would be. So that was fine, I grabbed my umbrella and headed on my way, and it was all good (aside from the fact that it was also windy which caused my umbrella to turn inside out once on my way to Latin, and it threatened to do so again several times after that). Still raining between Latin and FTT. Once I got out of FTT, however, it had stopped, so I didn't have the umbrella out. Which actually has nothing to do with my story. Except perhaps had I been using my umbrella, my eyes would have been more focused on making sure I wasn't running into people since it limits my line of vision a bit. Anyway. The point is, I was walking back to Debartolo from the DPAC to go to Trads. And I noticed a few worms here and there on the sidewalk, which was interesting because I hadn't noticed many on my way to Latin or on my way to FTT. Perhaps I wasn't looking though. I did at that point, in any case. I always feel bad when I see worms on the sidewalk after it rains, almost to the point that I want to put them back in the grass, which probably wouldn't help them anyway, and I don't think I'd actually touch them even if it would help. However, I do try to avoid stepping on them, much as I avoid hitting squirrels and such as much as possible when I'm driving. So I was walking along (don't you like how long it's taking me to get to the point of this story?), and all of a sudden, there, right where I was about to drop my foot, was a worm. Dead or alive, I didn't want to step on it, but I couldn't really avoid it without looking like a complete idiot. So I tried to miss as much as possible, but I know I stepped on it. I could feel it squish beneath my shoe. And then the very next step, as I was still reeling from the disgusting feeling that had settled in the pit of my stomach, there was a worm that was definitely moving but I couldn't avoid it either. Or I didn't notice it in time to change my path even slightly. I didn't really feel the squish of that one, though, so maybe I didn't get it like I thought. Either way, I felt sick the rest of the way to Debartolo and even during some of that class. And then every time I've been outside today, I see worms all over, and that feeling refreshes itself. I mean, I'm sure I've stepped on my number of worms throughout my life, but not when I notice it. It's just gross, stepping on them. Ugh. I'm not sure if it's the fact that I killed something (I do that with bugs, and generally don't feel too badly about it, depending on the bug, but I think there's always a bit of guilt there, especially if I didn't want to and didn't mean to), or remembering the squish feeling of the poor little worm, or what, but...shudder. Plus everything's smelling a bit...fishy today, and I'm attributing it to all the worms, even though I don't think that's exactly logical. But can I be expected to be logical all the time?
Ok sorry. Those were my two fun stories of the day. Good thing I shared, huh? Haha. Sorry.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Um...I forget...
I think I wanted to say something. But now I don't remember. Oh, well there was the fact that today at work, it was about 85 degrees. And I was working for 4 hours. And at one point, people came in with droplets on their clothes, signifying the fact that it was raining even if only for a few minutes, and I was forced to think about how lovely it must have felt outside. So that was pretty fun. (Actually, aside from that work was good today.)
Then there was the fact that I found out that next semester, there are going to be finals scheduled on the Saturday of finals week. Like, how it normally is is we have three days of class the last week of regular school, two study days, the weekend, then five full days of finals. (And I always have a final on the last day, Friday. Haven't missed a single Friday yet.) Next semester, we start late, first of all (August 28), which I guess pushes back the whole semester a week. Not sure what the reasoning there is, but that's the way it is. So then the last week of classes, we have class Monday and Tuesday (I think it's around like the 12th or something of December), then Wednesday and Thursday we get to study, then we have finals Friday and Saturday, a break Sunday (I would be pissed if we had finals Sunday; Saturday is bad enough), and finals Monday through Wednesday the 19th or so. So we don't even have a week off before Christmas. So that's kinda crappy. Oh well. Then second semester is pretty much like this one, we start around Jan 12 or 13, and get out May 8 or 9 (well, that's the last day of finals anyway), but our spring break is like a week earlier than this year for some reason. It's like March 1-9. So yeah. I don't know. It just seems weird and illogical to me, and I don't get why they're doing the first semester like that. Oh well.
I can't decide what classes to take next semester. Right now there are eight I want. There's US 1900-1945, Trads I, God Philosophy and Universities (the one with the recommended prof), A Faith to Die For, Old Testament, American Revolution, Theology of the Mass, and Medieval Russia. And then there's the one credit theo class, but I'm not really considering that in my calculations because it doesn't have much bearing on anything. Hm. I think that juniors and seniors are allowed to have one class per semester be on a pass/fail basis. You have to get approval for it, of course, but I might consider doing that and then taking like six classes next semester. Assuming the pass/fail one counts for credit. Garh. It really sucks having to take 5 and 6 classes senior year. Really sucks. I'm definitely not a fan. See, if I take more classes next semester, then second semester I can take Latin (four credits), and four potentially easy other classes, and maybe it won't be quite as bad. because I have a feeling second semester senior year I won't want to be doing that much work. I mean, there are classes out there that might not be the most thrilling, but they're fairly easy to do, with minimal work. I'm worried that, although I really want to take some of these classes and they sound really interesting, they'll end up being a fair amount of work, and might end up disappointing me (as classes that sound interesting are wont to do sometimes). I just don't know. Sigh. This is kinda sucky. Both that there are so many classes that seem interesting, and that I have to take so many. Lots of seniors get to take four classes both semesters, or at least one. If you're an idiot, as I was, you don't get that luxury. Or if you happen to have been in IB and get a tad screwed by people who give out credit for high school courses. (Seriously, I really hate the fact that I got NOTHING for IB. It's completely unfair, and I can't believe I'm still complaining about it three years later, but I didn't think it'd end up biting me in the butt as it turns out it has. Because even if I had just gotten credit for one or two of those tests, I wouldn't be in nearly the position I now find myself.)
Oh well.
I didn't get the trads essay done tonight as I had wanted. But at least I did get the stuff out and at least look at it. And I know for sure what one of the readings I'll be writing about is. Just have to figure out how to compare/contrast it to one of the others. There's three others I can do, but one I'm definitely not going to be doing, and another I'd rather not, but the third I'm just not sure if I'd have enough...hm. I'll have to look at it more closely.
One of my friends in my trads class today asked if I thought we'll have to do the readings/questions next week. We normally turn them in on Fridays, but there's no class next Friday, and we have a paper due Thursday (despite not having class on Thursday ever). So logically, you'd think my prof would nix the questions on the reading for next week. I have a feeling, though, that this won't be the case, and he'll still expect us to read and do the questions, only by Wednesday this time. (Wednesday, when I have a Latin quiz, a Middle Ages exam, and a Feasts and Seasons take home.) I can hope, though. I want to ask, but I'm afraid that asking will make him realize we don't have class on Friday, and will make him specifically remind everyone that we have to do it by Wednesday next week. Because otherwise everyone, including him, might just forget, and then when Friday rolls around and there's no class, everyone will be happy. I don't know. I just really hope he doesn't make us have to do them. That'd suck a lot. Sigh.
Well, I best get to bed -- I mean, I best get to working a bit more. I have a Latin quiz tomorrow, and somehow I always manage to overlook those as not being very important, but then I try studying and I realize I have a bit to study...hm...oh well, I'm still doing ok in that class, so I'm not terribly concerned. I am sad I won't be taking it next semester...and actually, I haven't yet decided on that for sure, but I do want to take MacIntyre, and I think his second semester class is God, Philosophy, and Politics, and that's kinda less interesting to me than God, Philosophy, and Universities. Of course, neither subject in and of itself seems terribly interesting, but I've just heard so many good things about him...I don't know. I'm a tad torn. I wish this weren't so hard for me. Ah, decisions, decisions.
Then there was the fact that I found out that next semester, there are going to be finals scheduled on the Saturday of finals week. Like, how it normally is is we have three days of class the last week of regular school, two study days, the weekend, then five full days of finals. (And I always have a final on the last day, Friday. Haven't missed a single Friday yet.) Next semester, we start late, first of all (August 28), which I guess pushes back the whole semester a week. Not sure what the reasoning there is, but that's the way it is. So then the last week of classes, we have class Monday and Tuesday (I think it's around like the 12th or something of December), then Wednesday and Thursday we get to study, then we have finals Friday and Saturday, a break Sunday (I would be pissed if we had finals Sunday; Saturday is bad enough), and finals Monday through Wednesday the 19th or so. So we don't even have a week off before Christmas. So that's kinda crappy. Oh well. Then second semester is pretty much like this one, we start around Jan 12 or 13, and get out May 8 or 9 (well, that's the last day of finals anyway), but our spring break is like a week earlier than this year for some reason. It's like March 1-9. So yeah. I don't know. It just seems weird and illogical to me, and I don't get why they're doing the first semester like that. Oh well.
I can't decide what classes to take next semester. Right now there are eight I want. There's US 1900-1945, Trads I, God Philosophy and Universities (the one with the recommended prof), A Faith to Die For, Old Testament, American Revolution, Theology of the Mass, and Medieval Russia. And then there's the one credit theo class, but I'm not really considering that in my calculations because it doesn't have much bearing on anything. Hm. I think that juniors and seniors are allowed to have one class per semester be on a pass/fail basis. You have to get approval for it, of course, but I might consider doing that and then taking like six classes next semester. Assuming the pass/fail one counts for credit. Garh. It really sucks having to take 5 and 6 classes senior year. Really sucks. I'm definitely not a fan. See, if I take more classes next semester, then second semester I can take Latin (four credits), and four potentially easy other classes, and maybe it won't be quite as bad. because I have a feeling second semester senior year I won't want to be doing that much work. I mean, there are classes out there that might not be the most thrilling, but they're fairly easy to do, with minimal work. I'm worried that, although I really want to take some of these classes and they sound really interesting, they'll end up being a fair amount of work, and might end up disappointing me (as classes that sound interesting are wont to do sometimes). I just don't know. Sigh. This is kinda sucky. Both that there are so many classes that seem interesting, and that I have to take so many. Lots of seniors get to take four classes both semesters, or at least one. If you're an idiot, as I was, you don't get that luxury. Or if you happen to have been in IB and get a tad screwed by people who give out credit for high school courses. (Seriously, I really hate the fact that I got NOTHING for IB. It's completely unfair, and I can't believe I'm still complaining about it three years later, but I didn't think it'd end up biting me in the butt as it turns out it has. Because even if I had just gotten credit for one or two of those tests, I wouldn't be in nearly the position I now find myself.)
Oh well.
I didn't get the trads essay done tonight as I had wanted. But at least I did get the stuff out and at least look at it. And I know for sure what one of the readings I'll be writing about is. Just have to figure out how to compare/contrast it to one of the others. There's three others I can do, but one I'm definitely not going to be doing, and another I'd rather not, but the third I'm just not sure if I'd have enough...hm. I'll have to look at it more closely.
One of my friends in my trads class today asked if I thought we'll have to do the readings/questions next week. We normally turn them in on Fridays, but there's no class next Friday, and we have a paper due Thursday (despite not having class on Thursday ever). So logically, you'd think my prof would nix the questions on the reading for next week. I have a feeling, though, that this won't be the case, and he'll still expect us to read and do the questions, only by Wednesday this time. (Wednesday, when I have a Latin quiz, a Middle Ages exam, and a Feasts and Seasons take home.) I can hope, though. I want to ask, but I'm afraid that asking will make him realize we don't have class on Friday, and will make him specifically remind everyone that we have to do it by Wednesday next week. Because otherwise everyone, including him, might just forget, and then when Friday rolls around and there's no class, everyone will be happy. I don't know. I just really hope he doesn't make us have to do them. That'd suck a lot. Sigh.
Well, I best get to bed -- I mean, I best get to working a bit more. I have a Latin quiz tomorrow, and somehow I always manage to overlook those as not being very important, but then I try studying and I realize I have a bit to study...hm...oh well, I'm still doing ok in that class, so I'm not terribly concerned. I am sad I won't be taking it next semester...and actually, I haven't yet decided on that for sure, but I do want to take MacIntyre, and I think his second semester class is God, Philosophy, and Politics, and that's kinda less interesting to me than God, Philosophy, and Universities. Of course, neither subject in and of itself seems terribly interesting, but I've just heard so many good things about him...I don't know. I'm a tad torn. I wish this weren't so hard for me. Ah, decisions, decisions.
Monday, March 26, 2007
The touch, the feel of spring
One of those days I have so much to say nothing's coming out. First things first I guess.
Today was, overall, an excellent day. Despite the fact that right now I'm a tad melancholy, but I'll go into that later. It was quite lovely out most of the day. The bad thing about this nice weather? That lovely invention that we all know and love as air conditioning. Yes, folks, I hate it. Everyone hopes for the newer, air-conditioned dorms when they get placed freshman year, but I was glad I was put into an older not up-to-date dorm sans that evil evil thing. I guess the idea behind it is a good one, but I personally think that all we need is a little bit of air conditioning right when you walk into a building (because we all know how good it feels, that first blast of cool air as you're coming in from the hot spring/summer day), and then nowhere else. Because, see, when air conditioning is readily available, you know what happens? You get classrooms, no, entire buildings that keep steady somewhere around 50-55 degrees. I was freezing today in my three Debartolo classrooms. Debart is the worst with that. In my last one, my teacher commented on it, and asked what the temp was, and the person next to the thermostat said it was about 52. 52 degrees, people. It's just not cool when you're dressed for the weather outside (got close to, if not at, 80 degrees today), and yet you freeze inside buildings as a result. I have to bring extra clothes to class with me just because I know I'll be cold. The whole point of warmer weather is to get rid of that outer layer, the jacket/coat. I have to deal with it all winter (when I wear it outside to stay warm), I don't want to have to deal with it all spring too (when I wear it inside to stay warm). It's just not cool. Or, it's too cool. Haha. I'm so funny. Of course, the flip to this is what I experienced in my Middle Ages class, which takes place in Nieuwland, in a room kind of in the middle of the building (thus no windows or air flow, really). It was an inferno in there today. Yet, that didn't bother me as much as the icy situation in Debartolo. Hm.
So, I found out some interesting things today. Firstly, my Trads essay is not due next Monday, as I suspected it wouldn't be. No, instead it's due next Thursday. Which makes complete and total sense, because, you know, we have that class on Thursdays and all. Psh. Oh well. Not too bad. But then, Wednesday, as in the day before that, I have a Latin quiz. Fine. And an exam in Middle Ages. Still managable. And then, as I discovered last night, the takehome essay in my Feasts and Seasons class is due that day too. So now things are slightly crappy. PLUS, next Tuesday night (in addition to having a review for Middle Ages, probably, although I don't know about that for sure yet) is the campus-wide Stations of the Cross. I went freshman year, and really liked it, and last year I didn't because I had like a paper or something due the next day. But at one point, the procession went past my window, and I was really upset with myself that I hadn't gone. So I want to make sure I go this year. Which means I really need to get those two essays especially done before next week. I can deal with the Latin quiz and studying for the Middle Ages exam around the stations thing, but adding a paper on top of that isn't going to work. And I'm not going to want to do any work on Wednesday night. So I have to get those essays done this week. Who thinks I can do it? (Yeah, I don't either.) One positive, though, is that...oh wait. Never mind. Darn this. I thought it meant that I wasn't going to have to worry about anything major over Easter break, but no, I have a Middle Ages paper due Wednesday after Easter. So there's really no positive about this situation. Well, the week after the week after Easter I don't have anything (right now), but I have that 15 pager due the week after that, so...yeah. Ugh. Good thing I did...nothing tonight, huh?
Let's see, what else was there. Oh, well, ok. So after classes and stuff today, Caitlin and I kept up with our running plan thing (we've gone twice now! Wow! haha), and yeah. Wasn't too bad, although it was pretty hot, and when I got back to my room afterwards, I was quite sweaty and my face was ridiculously red. Not pleasant. Ah well. It's nice to work out. Then I showered and got changed really quickly (which isn't fun because, thanks to the returned humidity, after showers a person tends to stay damp and hot for awhile, and I really hate that feeling. Even though I took a cold shower because I was so darn hot, it was still humid) and went to Mass, because it was the feast of the Annunciation today. There was a choir doing the Mass (women's lit choir), and two or three extra priests along with the presider (who is one that I like it when he says Mass), and three or so altar servers, and all that stuff. Good times. Then dinner. Then I went to the Top Hat movie screening, showed up a few minutes late, oh well. I really like that movie. And hence I was a tad reluctant to leave at 5 till 8 even though I watched it over break, but the idea of getting to hear Scott Hahn give a talk was too enticing to pass up. So I skeedaddled out of there and went over to Mendoza, luckily really close to the DPAC, for the first time ever. I had never been in there. It was thrilling. Ok that's a lie. But yeah.
The talk was really cool. Ok, I'll admit, I almost dozed off a few times, but that's partially because I tend to get drowsy around 8:30 for some reason sometimes, and it was even hotter in the auditorium in Mendoza than it had been in my classroom this afternoon. It was a bit ridiculous. But anyway, yeah. The talk was good. I have a feeling that my mind was trailing off for a few of the more deeper and theologically important parts of his talk, but I still really liked it. I mean, really liked it. Apparently he co-proffed a class (at Steubenville, where he teaches) with his wife last year or something about marriage, and how cool would that be? I like him. There's more I want to say about this, but...not here. Too bad for you.
After that got out, walking back to my dorm, I felt so...peaceful, I guess it was. I was mostly realizing how amazingly wonderful the air felt. It was probably around 70 degrees at that point, and just a slight breeze every once in awhile. At one point I was struck by the fact that it seemed I could barely feel the air. Kind of like when you stick your finger into a cup of water that's just the right temperature, you can't really feel it at all. I couldn't feel warmth, and I couldn't feel cool air either. It was like...nothing. Pretty cool, really. I decided to go to the Grotto, partially because I just didn't want to go inside yet. I hadn't been there in a really long time. I don't go there very often for some reason. But yeah. It was nice. It was just such a lovely night, weather-wise. I mean, it was one of those spring nights where anything seems possible. Everything seems right. It seems like nothing can go wrong. There's a smell of freshness in the air, and the sounds of birds that are still awake for whatever reason, and the feel of perfect-temperature air wrapping all around each person. One of those nights that I just become aware of more things around me. It's impossible not to. It's lovely.
Reluctantly, I headed back to my room, partially because I had managed to make myself a tad melancholy, like I said earlier. And then I came back here and was trying to order that dress I'm planning on getting, and of course decided "Well, I should look at what else they have, just in case" and that turned into me putting so many skirts into the shopping cart that it's now almost $200 including shipping. I haven't placed the order yet, and I won't, until I manage to delete all of those skirts and just get the dress. Hopefully I can manage to do that, or else I'll be dress-less come Easter. (And I will anyway if I don't do it soon.) And then I thought to check the classes for next semester, and spent awhile doing that, and it didn't improve my mood much. Here's where I am right now. There's a bunch of theo classes I want, and I could fill up my schedule with those alone. But do I want to do that? So I'm looking at a few others. I obviously wanted Latin, but they're only offering Latin II at one time next semester, and it starts 10 minutes before this theo class I really want gets out. (Latin starts at 12:50, theo ends at 1.) So that causes a bit of a dilemma. The theo class is a theo/philo class taught by the philo department chair, Alasdair Macintyre, who I've heard very very very good things about. Lots of people say that everyone should take him at least once before they graduate, and I really want to take him. I mean, I can probably take that class second semester next year, but I don't know for sure if it'll be offered. I think it's offered every semester, but yeah. So that's one thing. And then nothing else really sounds terribly interesting. I wrote down a few possiblities, namely "Celtic Heroic Literature," "Fiction Writing," and "Western Civ I." I don't know about the first, I'd like to take a writing class but I don't know that I want to take a fiction writing class (in the basic list of classes offered, not specifically in a semester or anything, there's a class that's like intro to creative non-fiction, which sounds right up my alley. Of course, it's not offered next semester. Or this semester. So maybe it's not real, and was just there for me to get my hopes up), and the Western Civ class doesn't interest me terribly, but I want to take a history class and that's one of the few I can take, and it's taught by my Middle Ages prof from this semester, who I do like. That's what's really annoying me right now. The history class thing. There are a number that sound wonderfully interesting (Medieval Ireland, Holocaust, Irish History to 1800, Medieval and Early Modern Russia, Hist of 20th Cent Eastern Europe, The American Revolution, US 1900-1945, and...that might be it). Ok, you know what? I just discovered that I'm an idiot, and I've never been happier about it. Each of the 300 level classes I was looking at have two things for the same class, and I've only been looking at the first one for each one. And those ones keep saying you have to be a history major. Know what the second one says? Open to anyone. They have it split up. I mean, it's the same class and everything, but for registration purposes, it's separated. And you know what that means? I can get in these classes! Well, theoretically. I am beyond ecstatic right now. There's about 15 spots for non-majors in all the classes, so it's not a guarantee that I'll get any one of them. But there's so many that sound interesting, I think it's a safe bet that I might get at least one of them. And none of the ones I really want seem to have times that interfere with theo classes I've already decided I want. I still need to figure out a few things, but I'm so much happier right now than ten minutes ago.
And thus, I should go to bed. It's late. I keep doing this. And I didn't do anything constructive/productive tonight. Well, arguably, as I do have to figure out my schedule, but still. And I still have to figure out about UCCS. And I should do that soon too I guess...ick.
Not now though.
Oh yeah. I discovered tonight that just because a CD is $1 at Walgreens, doesn't mean it's good. Or maybe, because a CD is $1 at Walgreens, means it isn't good. Haha. Oh well.
Ok. Now bedtime. Contemplating working out in the morning (just in the workout room). Will see. Planning on 10am wakeup time. Work at noon. Could easily fit in 30 minutes of exercise. Hm. Need to plan essays -- will do one one day this week, the other another day this week. Perhaps tomorrow night, trads essay, Wednesday night Feasts and Seasons. Like that idea. Mmhmm. Bed now.
Today was, overall, an excellent day. Despite the fact that right now I'm a tad melancholy, but I'll go into that later. It was quite lovely out most of the day. The bad thing about this nice weather? That lovely invention that we all know and love as air conditioning. Yes, folks, I hate it. Everyone hopes for the newer, air-conditioned dorms when they get placed freshman year, but I was glad I was put into an older not up-to-date dorm sans that evil evil thing. I guess the idea behind it is a good one, but I personally think that all we need is a little bit of air conditioning right when you walk into a building (because we all know how good it feels, that first blast of cool air as you're coming in from the hot spring/summer day), and then nowhere else. Because, see, when air conditioning is readily available, you know what happens? You get classrooms, no, entire buildings that keep steady somewhere around 50-55 degrees. I was freezing today in my three Debartolo classrooms. Debart is the worst with that. In my last one, my teacher commented on it, and asked what the temp was, and the person next to the thermostat said it was about 52. 52 degrees, people. It's just not cool when you're dressed for the weather outside (got close to, if not at, 80 degrees today), and yet you freeze inside buildings as a result. I have to bring extra clothes to class with me just because I know I'll be cold. The whole point of warmer weather is to get rid of that outer layer, the jacket/coat. I have to deal with it all winter (when I wear it outside to stay warm), I don't want to have to deal with it all spring too (when I wear it inside to stay warm). It's just not cool. Or, it's too cool. Haha. I'm so funny. Of course, the flip to this is what I experienced in my Middle Ages class, which takes place in Nieuwland, in a room kind of in the middle of the building (thus no windows or air flow, really). It was an inferno in there today. Yet, that didn't bother me as much as the icy situation in Debartolo. Hm.
So, I found out some interesting things today. Firstly, my Trads essay is not due next Monday, as I suspected it wouldn't be. No, instead it's due next Thursday. Which makes complete and total sense, because, you know, we have that class on Thursdays and all. Psh. Oh well. Not too bad. But then, Wednesday, as in the day before that, I have a Latin quiz. Fine. And an exam in Middle Ages. Still managable. And then, as I discovered last night, the takehome essay in my Feasts and Seasons class is due that day too. So now things are slightly crappy. PLUS, next Tuesday night (in addition to having a review for Middle Ages, probably, although I don't know about that for sure yet) is the campus-wide Stations of the Cross. I went freshman year, and really liked it, and last year I didn't because I had like a paper or something due the next day. But at one point, the procession went past my window, and I was really upset with myself that I hadn't gone. So I want to make sure I go this year. Which means I really need to get those two essays especially done before next week. I can deal with the Latin quiz and studying for the Middle Ages exam around the stations thing, but adding a paper on top of that isn't going to work. And I'm not going to want to do any work on Wednesday night. So I have to get those essays done this week. Who thinks I can do it? (Yeah, I don't either.) One positive, though, is that...oh wait. Never mind. Darn this. I thought it meant that I wasn't going to have to worry about anything major over Easter break, but no, I have a Middle Ages paper due Wednesday after Easter. So there's really no positive about this situation. Well, the week after the week after Easter I don't have anything (right now), but I have that 15 pager due the week after that, so...yeah. Ugh. Good thing I did...nothing tonight, huh?
Let's see, what else was there. Oh, well, ok. So after classes and stuff today, Caitlin and I kept up with our running plan thing (we've gone twice now! Wow! haha), and yeah. Wasn't too bad, although it was pretty hot, and when I got back to my room afterwards, I was quite sweaty and my face was ridiculously red. Not pleasant. Ah well. It's nice to work out. Then I showered and got changed really quickly (which isn't fun because, thanks to the returned humidity, after showers a person tends to stay damp and hot for awhile, and I really hate that feeling. Even though I took a cold shower because I was so darn hot, it was still humid) and went to Mass, because it was the feast of the Annunciation today. There was a choir doing the Mass (women's lit choir), and two or three extra priests along with the presider (who is one that I like it when he says Mass), and three or so altar servers, and all that stuff. Good times. Then dinner. Then I went to the Top Hat movie screening, showed up a few minutes late, oh well. I really like that movie. And hence I was a tad reluctant to leave at 5 till 8 even though I watched it over break, but the idea of getting to hear Scott Hahn give a talk was too enticing to pass up. So I skeedaddled out of there and went over to Mendoza, luckily really close to the DPAC, for the first time ever. I had never been in there. It was thrilling. Ok that's a lie. But yeah.
The talk was really cool. Ok, I'll admit, I almost dozed off a few times, but that's partially because I tend to get drowsy around 8:30 for some reason sometimes, and it was even hotter in the auditorium in Mendoza than it had been in my classroom this afternoon. It was a bit ridiculous. But anyway, yeah. The talk was good. I have a feeling that my mind was trailing off for a few of the more deeper and theologically important parts of his talk, but I still really liked it. I mean, really liked it. Apparently he co-proffed a class (at Steubenville, where he teaches) with his wife last year or something about marriage, and how cool would that be? I like him. There's more I want to say about this, but...not here. Too bad for you.
After that got out, walking back to my dorm, I felt so...peaceful, I guess it was. I was mostly realizing how amazingly wonderful the air felt. It was probably around 70 degrees at that point, and just a slight breeze every once in awhile. At one point I was struck by the fact that it seemed I could barely feel the air. Kind of like when you stick your finger into a cup of water that's just the right temperature, you can't really feel it at all. I couldn't feel warmth, and I couldn't feel cool air either. It was like...nothing. Pretty cool, really. I decided to go to the Grotto, partially because I just didn't want to go inside yet. I hadn't been there in a really long time. I don't go there very often for some reason. But yeah. It was nice. It was just such a lovely night, weather-wise. I mean, it was one of those spring nights where anything seems possible. Everything seems right. It seems like nothing can go wrong. There's a smell of freshness in the air, and the sounds of birds that are still awake for whatever reason, and the feel of perfect-temperature air wrapping all around each person. One of those nights that I just become aware of more things around me. It's impossible not to. It's lovely.
Reluctantly, I headed back to my room, partially because I had managed to make myself a tad melancholy, like I said earlier. And then I came back here and was trying to order that dress I'm planning on getting, and of course decided "Well, I should look at what else they have, just in case" and that turned into me putting so many skirts into the shopping cart that it's now almost $200 including shipping. I haven't placed the order yet, and I won't, until I manage to delete all of those skirts and just get the dress. Hopefully I can manage to do that, or else I'll be dress-less come Easter. (And I will anyway if I don't do it soon.) And then I thought to check the classes for next semester, and spent awhile doing that, and it didn't improve my mood much. Here's where I am right now. There's a bunch of theo classes I want, and I could fill up my schedule with those alone. But do I want to do that? So I'm looking at a few others. I obviously wanted Latin, but they're only offering Latin II at one time next semester, and it starts 10 minutes before this theo class I really want gets out. (Latin starts at 12:50, theo ends at 1.) So that causes a bit of a dilemma. The theo class is a theo/philo class taught by the philo department chair, Alasdair Macintyre, who I've heard very very very good things about. Lots of people say that everyone should take him at least once before they graduate, and I really want to take him. I mean, I can probably take that class second semester next year, but I don't know for sure if it'll be offered. I think it's offered every semester, but yeah. So that's one thing. And then nothing else really sounds terribly interesting. I wrote down a few possiblities, namely "Celtic Heroic Literature," "Fiction Writing," and "Western Civ I." I don't know about the first, I'd like to take a writing class but I don't know that I want to take a fiction writing class (in the basic list of classes offered, not specifically in a semester or anything, there's a class that's like intro to creative non-fiction, which sounds right up my alley. Of course, it's not offered next semester. Or this semester. So maybe it's not real, and was just there for me to get my hopes up), and the Western Civ class doesn't interest me terribly, but I want to take a history class and that's one of the few I can take, and it's taught by my Middle Ages prof from this semester, who I do like. That's what's really annoying me right now. The history class thing. There are a number that sound wonderfully interesting (Medieval Ireland, Holocaust, Irish History to 1800, Medieval and Early Modern Russia, Hist of 20th Cent Eastern Europe, The American Revolution, US 1900-1945, and...that might be it). Ok, you know what? I just discovered that I'm an idiot, and I've never been happier about it. Each of the 300 level classes I was looking at have two things for the same class, and I've only been looking at the first one for each one. And those ones keep saying you have to be a history major. Know what the second one says? Open to anyone. They have it split up. I mean, it's the same class and everything, but for registration purposes, it's separated. And you know what that means? I can get in these classes! Well, theoretically. I am beyond ecstatic right now. There's about 15 spots for non-majors in all the classes, so it's not a guarantee that I'll get any one of them. But there's so many that sound interesting, I think it's a safe bet that I might get at least one of them. And none of the ones I really want seem to have times that interfere with theo classes I've already decided I want. I still need to figure out a few things, but I'm so much happier right now than ten minutes ago.
And thus, I should go to bed. It's late. I keep doing this. And I didn't do anything constructive/productive tonight. Well, arguably, as I do have to figure out my schedule, but still. And I still have to figure out about UCCS. And I should do that soon too I guess...ick.
Not now though.
Oh yeah. I discovered tonight that just because a CD is $1 at Walgreens, doesn't mean it's good. Or maybe, because a CD is $1 at Walgreens, means it isn't good. Haha. Oh well.
Ok. Now bedtime. Contemplating working out in the morning (just in the workout room). Will see. Planning on 10am wakeup time. Work at noon. Could easily fit in 30 minutes of exercise. Hm. Need to plan essays -- will do one one day this week, the other another day this week. Perhaps tomorrow night, trads essay, Wednesday night Feasts and Seasons. Like that idea. Mmhmm. Bed now.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
I love my campus
I was walking back to my dorm just a little while ago, and I walked past the Basilica, which had just bonged the bell 10 times (as it had just turned 10pm). Right after that, a different bell started going, and it was playing the Alma Mater. How many churches have bells that ring out in the tune of Notre Dame Our Mother? Probably very few. One of the many reasons the Basilica is the best church ever. Haha. I'm a bit biased though, I'll admit.
Oh, and know those blisters I mentioned earlier today? Well, I can add two more to the list now. I wore my flip flops to dinner, and even though the walk to south isn't THAT far, I knew I'd get blisters. I always do, every summer, the first few times I wear whatever pair of sandals it is, and sometimes in a few different spots if I have more than one pair of sandals. I was a tad surprised, however, to find that after dinner, when I took them off, the blisters had actually started bleeding. So yeah. That's not too cool, but it's happened before. I wonder if I just have more blister-prone skin on the tops of my feet than other people. I don't know.
Easter is two weeks from now. Can you believe that? Two weeks! Of course, on the one hand I feel like such a schmuck because I've done horribly on my Lenten "sacrifice" thing this year. Normally I do food, give up something like soda or sweets, and that's managable. I have been attempting to drink soda less this year, and succeeding too for the most part, but that wasn't something I really committed to at the beginning of Lent. The thing I wanted to do this year, an addition instead of a subtraction, I've all but given up at this point. Because...I don't know why. Because I suck, that's why. And for that reason, I don't want Easter to get here. I want to have a few weeks back so I can get back on track with this whole thing. Sigh. But, I can't help but look forward to Holy Week. I love Holy Week here. Even if no one wants to go to Easter Vigil with me (I don't understand that, either -- it's such a gorgeous Mass! Yeah, a bit longer than a normal Mass, but it's not like you have to do any exercising or anything. You just sit there most of the time. And it's so pretty!), I can't wait. I'm used to going to Masses by myself. A byproduct of going to daily Mass.
And I think I decided on the dress I'm gonna get. Apparently my links to the Chadwick's website haven't been working, so no one knows what it looks like. (If you want to know, go to www.chadwicks.com, click on the "fashions" section, then dresses, then view all, then click the option to see all the dresses on one page, and then the dress I want is in the 5th row down, the one on the right. Elm Island Tiered dress. In pink.) But looking at it, now I'm not entirely sure. Firstly, it's empire waisted, which in my opinion can sometimes make people look pregnant. Depends on how the bottom half is fitted. And sometimes with that kind of style it might not fit me in the chestal region all that well. So I'm not sure. But there's no real way to know without trying it on, which requires buying it...Crap, now I'm second-guessing myself. I swear, I'm the worst person in the world for making decisions. I spent like an hour and a half tonight (it's now after midnight; I was going to go to bed early, get a good night's sleep for once since I don't have anything to do for tomorrow) looking through free patterns for wraps/shawls and such. I found a few that I like, I just wonder if I can finish it in less than two weeks and still manage to get other stuff done. Plus I don't even have yarn to make one, and I don't know that I'll get to the store before Wednesday. Although, one of the ones I found that looks like a good possibility is very very simple. There are a few I really like, but they're more complicated and would take more time. Sigh. Why is this so hard for me? The whole decision-making thing. I suck at it.
Uh...crap. I just noticed something. We got our take-home exam questions in my Feasts and Seasons class last week, and according to the syllabus I have they're not due until April 18. However, at the bottom of the paper it says due April 4. Which is next Wednesday. Which also happens to be the day I have my second Middle Ages exam. And I have another Trads paper (allegedly) due next Monday, but I think he's going to postpone that a bit. With my luck it'll be pushed to...April 4. But uh yeah. So...looks like maybe my easy week this week isn't so much now. I mean, I did want to get ahead this week, and I did manage today to read most of the reading we have for Middle Ages this week, but, uh, I suck at getting ahead. However, it's still early in the week. Maybe I can kick butt and actually be productive for once, and get the Feasts and Seasons take home done, and maybe even the Trads one, regardless of when either are actually due. I really don't know why I feel it's necessary to wait until the night before the due date to start a paper. Or, in some cases, 1am that night/morning. Or even later. Oh...I've never done that...last week...not at all...
Here's hoping.
Today was ridiculously nice though. After lunch, I changed into my capris (I only have one pair, perhaps I should look into getting a second one of these years) and went outside in front of Lewis, where it seemed the whole dorm was. Most people were on the grass though, pretty spread out (and apparently North Quad -- and it's probably safe to assume South as well -- was ridiculously crowded with people on blankets, playing football, throwing frisbees, etc), so I sat on a bench as I don't have a blanket on which to sit, and I'd rather not sit right on the grass. Soon, the warmth of the sun made me drowsy, not to mention causing my eyes to hurt a bit since I was attempting to read but it was quite bright and my eyes just wanted to close to the brightness, and instead of fighting it, I positioned myself semi-comfortably on the bench, my head resting on my arms, and dozed a bit. Not very restfully, but it was relaxing enough. And then I got myself up again after some amount of time, and was pretty successful in getting my reading at least some of the way done. It was nice though. Aside from the occasional conversation I was forced to listen to. Ah well. It's still really warm out there, and tomorrow's supposed to be 75. Mmmmm.
We played Trivial Pursuit on Friday night, which I think I mentioned. It's so weird. It's the 90s edition, so in all of our minds, it's recent. But then we'll get a question we have to answer from like '91, and in reality, that was 16 years ago. Even questions from like 97 or 98 or 99, we think of those as being just a few years ago, but they were 8, 9, 10 years ago. Titanic came out 10 years ago. Can you believe that? (I just read a blurb about how Kate Winslet and what's his face...Leonardo DiCaprio are reuniting for a movie, 10 years after that movie. And I was like, dang, that really was 10 years ago...how weird.) Sometimes looking back at time is just...weird. Bizarre. Unbelievable. Time's a crazy thing.
My computer's being a little slow and weird lately. I'm not sure what to do about it...I think I need to run a virusscan or something. Like, I think it does it scheduled every once in awhile, but I don't really know when...and I never remember to check when I have time to sit here and let it run...so...yeah. I think tomorrow sometime I'm going to run a security thing the OIT website has. If I don't have the latest version of McAfee (it pops up every time I restart my computer, so it's at least on there) it'll download it for me. So yeah. Hopefully everything's a-ok.
I have no idea why I'm still up. I should have gone to bed two hours ago, at least. I really meant to, too. Sigh. I annoy myself to no end sometimes.
Oh, and know those blisters I mentioned earlier today? Well, I can add two more to the list now. I wore my flip flops to dinner, and even though the walk to south isn't THAT far, I knew I'd get blisters. I always do, every summer, the first few times I wear whatever pair of sandals it is, and sometimes in a few different spots if I have more than one pair of sandals. I was a tad surprised, however, to find that after dinner, when I took them off, the blisters had actually started bleeding. So yeah. That's not too cool, but it's happened before. I wonder if I just have more blister-prone skin on the tops of my feet than other people. I don't know.
Easter is two weeks from now. Can you believe that? Two weeks! Of course, on the one hand I feel like such a schmuck because I've done horribly on my Lenten "sacrifice" thing this year. Normally I do food, give up something like soda or sweets, and that's managable. I have been attempting to drink soda less this year, and succeeding too for the most part, but that wasn't something I really committed to at the beginning of Lent. The thing I wanted to do this year, an addition instead of a subtraction, I've all but given up at this point. Because...I don't know why. Because I suck, that's why. And for that reason, I don't want Easter to get here. I want to have a few weeks back so I can get back on track with this whole thing. Sigh. But, I can't help but look forward to Holy Week. I love Holy Week here. Even if no one wants to go to Easter Vigil with me (I don't understand that, either -- it's such a gorgeous Mass! Yeah, a bit longer than a normal Mass, but it's not like you have to do any exercising or anything. You just sit there most of the time. And it's so pretty!), I can't wait. I'm used to going to Masses by myself. A byproduct of going to daily Mass.
And I think I decided on the dress I'm gonna get. Apparently my links to the Chadwick's website haven't been working, so no one knows what it looks like. (If you want to know, go to www.chadwicks.com, click on the "fashions" section, then dresses, then view all, then click the option to see all the dresses on one page, and then the dress I want is in the 5th row down, the one on the right. Elm Island Tiered dress. In pink.) But looking at it, now I'm not entirely sure. Firstly, it's empire waisted, which in my opinion can sometimes make people look pregnant. Depends on how the bottom half is fitted. And sometimes with that kind of style it might not fit me in the chestal region all that well. So I'm not sure. But there's no real way to know without trying it on, which requires buying it...Crap, now I'm second-guessing myself. I swear, I'm the worst person in the world for making decisions. I spent like an hour and a half tonight (it's now after midnight; I was going to go to bed early, get a good night's sleep for once since I don't have anything to do for tomorrow) looking through free patterns for wraps/shawls and such. I found a few that I like, I just wonder if I can finish it in less than two weeks and still manage to get other stuff done. Plus I don't even have yarn to make one, and I don't know that I'll get to the store before Wednesday. Although, one of the ones I found that looks like a good possibility is very very simple. There are a few I really like, but they're more complicated and would take more time. Sigh. Why is this so hard for me? The whole decision-making thing. I suck at it.
Uh...crap. I just noticed something. We got our take-home exam questions in my Feasts and Seasons class last week, and according to the syllabus I have they're not due until April 18. However, at the bottom of the paper it says due April 4. Which is next Wednesday. Which also happens to be the day I have my second Middle Ages exam. And I have another Trads paper (allegedly) due next Monday, but I think he's going to postpone that a bit. With my luck it'll be pushed to...April 4. But uh yeah. So...looks like maybe my easy week this week isn't so much now. I mean, I did want to get ahead this week, and I did manage today to read most of the reading we have for Middle Ages this week, but, uh, I suck at getting ahead. However, it's still early in the week. Maybe I can kick butt and actually be productive for once, and get the Feasts and Seasons take home done, and maybe even the Trads one, regardless of when either are actually due. I really don't know why I feel it's necessary to wait until the night before the due date to start a paper. Or, in some cases, 1am that night/morning. Or even later. Oh...I've never done that...last week...not at all...
Here's hoping.
Today was ridiculously nice though. After lunch, I changed into my capris (I only have one pair, perhaps I should look into getting a second one of these years) and went outside in front of Lewis, where it seemed the whole dorm was. Most people were on the grass though, pretty spread out (and apparently North Quad -- and it's probably safe to assume South as well -- was ridiculously crowded with people on blankets, playing football, throwing frisbees, etc), so I sat on a bench as I don't have a blanket on which to sit, and I'd rather not sit right on the grass. Soon, the warmth of the sun made me drowsy, not to mention causing my eyes to hurt a bit since I was attempting to read but it was quite bright and my eyes just wanted to close to the brightness, and instead of fighting it, I positioned myself semi-comfortably on the bench, my head resting on my arms, and dozed a bit. Not very restfully, but it was relaxing enough. And then I got myself up again after some amount of time, and was pretty successful in getting my reading at least some of the way done. It was nice though. Aside from the occasional conversation I was forced to listen to. Ah well. It's still really warm out there, and tomorrow's supposed to be 75. Mmmmm.
We played Trivial Pursuit on Friday night, which I think I mentioned. It's so weird. It's the 90s edition, so in all of our minds, it's recent. But then we'll get a question we have to answer from like '91, and in reality, that was 16 years ago. Even questions from like 97 or 98 or 99, we think of those as being just a few years ago, but they were 8, 9, 10 years ago. Titanic came out 10 years ago. Can you believe that? (I just read a blurb about how Kate Winslet and what's his face...Leonardo DiCaprio are reuniting for a movie, 10 years after that movie. And I was like, dang, that really was 10 years ago...how weird.) Sometimes looking back at time is just...weird. Bizarre. Unbelievable. Time's a crazy thing.
My computer's being a little slow and weird lately. I'm not sure what to do about it...I think I need to run a virusscan or something. Like, I think it does it scheduled every once in awhile, but I don't really know when...and I never remember to check when I have time to sit here and let it run...so...yeah. I think tomorrow sometime I'm going to run a security thing the OIT website has. If I don't have the latest version of McAfee (it pops up every time I restart my computer, so it's at least on there) it'll download it for me. So yeah. Hopefully everything's a-ok.
I have no idea why I'm still up. I should have gone to bed two hours ago, at least. I really meant to, too. Sigh. I annoy myself to no end sometimes.
As promised
Post about today's Mass. Nothing earth-shattering or ground-breaking or anything like that, but I was struck by something while sitting there this morning. First, there was the thought I have literally every week, that says to me "Why oh why didn't you get up earlier this morning?" (I managed to get a semi-good place to sit, despite walking in as they were singing the opening song, but only because I was alone.) And then the real thought. I believe it was during offertory or something like that, a point at which the choir sings a song in Latin. (They sing Latin during that, usually, and then during communion as well.) There's something about sitting in that gorgeous church, letting that wonderful music wash over me that connects me to people who have done that for hundreds of years. That's one of the wonderful things about Latin in Mass. It's so unchanging, and the chants are ones that have been sung for ages. And how cool is it to sit there being part of something that was going on all those years ago, with basically the same form? (Well...maybe not, because obviously it was pre-Vatican II, which did kind of change somethings. But I mean, essentially, kind of the same.) Those people didn't have to endure Hagen-Haas fluff. They got the real music, the rich fullness of it all. And I'm glad that, even if it only lasts a few minutes, I can experience that same thing, in one of the prettiest churches anywhere (in my opinion, anyway, and that's the only one I care about. haha).
And it was also nice, today, to be able to wear a skirt and nice shoes and not feel stupid for doing so. Because today? Is lovely. Currently 74 and partially/mostly sunny. So this morning I wore my brown shoes (man I love those things), a brown short sleeved shirt, my pink flowered knee-length skirt (which I just brought back here from home, and am happy I did so), and I threw on my maroon suede jacket too because it wasn't quite 70 at 10am this morning. So yeah. I love dressing up for Mass. Love love love it. It's even better when I dress up and don't feel out of place (as, I'll admit, I slightly did when I was at the Life Teen Mass. Where people wear grungy jeans, T-shirts with all kinds of graphics and slogans and whatnot on them, and dress like they're going to the beach). And it's nice when I dress up and don't feel like I look horrible, as I didn't feel today. Even though I didn't wear nylons which meant the lower half of my paley pale legs were showing to all the world. Hopefully I didn't blind anyone... Oh, yeah. Those shoes? Despite the fact that I've worn them numerous times already, including at least once without nylons, and despite the fact that the extent of my walking in them today was to and from church (perhaps five minutes, round trip), I got some nice blisters on about four of my toes. Including one really nice one on one of my pinky toes. Not sure how that happened. Weird. Oh well. No worries. What's warmer weather without a few blisters on my feet?
And it was also nice, today, to be able to wear a skirt and nice shoes and not feel stupid for doing so. Because today? Is lovely. Currently 74 and partially/mostly sunny. So this morning I wore my brown shoes (man I love those things), a brown short sleeved shirt, my pink flowered knee-length skirt (which I just brought back here from home, and am happy I did so), and I threw on my maroon suede jacket too because it wasn't quite 70 at 10am this morning. So yeah. I love dressing up for Mass. Love love love it. It's even better when I dress up and don't feel out of place (as, I'll admit, I slightly did when I was at the Life Teen Mass. Where people wear grungy jeans, T-shirts with all kinds of graphics and slogans and whatnot on them, and dress like they're going to the beach). And it's nice when I dress up and don't feel like I look horrible, as I didn't feel today. Even though I didn't wear nylons which meant the lower half of my paley pale legs were showing to all the world. Hopefully I didn't blind anyone... Oh, yeah. Those shoes? Despite the fact that I've worn them numerous times already, including at least once without nylons, and despite the fact that the extent of my walking in them today was to and from church (perhaps five minutes, round trip), I got some nice blisters on about four of my toes. Including one really nice one on one of my pinky toes. Not sure how that happened. Weird. Oh well. No worries. What's warmer weather without a few blisters on my feet?
No one cares, but...
I just got back from Mass (which was lovely, but maybe more on that later), and I was checking my usual daily-checked (usually more than once) sites, one of which is facebook. Well, one of my facebook friends (who used to be a real-life friend, actually my best friend for like a year, back before going to different high schools caused us to lose our connection, although I doubt it would have stayed anyway considering we're just about as different as two people can be on issues like religion, politics, and the like) recently joined a facebook group, and since now that stuff shows up on the home page (friends' recent activity), I was alerted to it. Anyway. Know what the group is? "Facebook should have other gender options: Official Petition." People are actually and seriously saying that facebook should give people the option of choosing a gender other than male or female, because there are people who don't fit into either category. Puh-leeze. "This group exists to protest the fact that facebook does not allow us to choose to identify with any sex other than male or female. Forcing members to identify as male, female, or nothing at all discriminates against all those who do not fit neatly into the categories of male or female; surely the creators of facebook ought to be enlightened enough to give up this archaic and hurtful heteronormativity." What??? I cannot believe people are serious about this. First of all, how many people would actually choose another option? And what would that option be, anyway? And secondly, it's a freaking networking site. It's not supposed to be a whole autobiography of each person on there. Ridiculous. I can't believe there are people out there who do stuff like this. I mean, not that these people are actually doing anything, and I'm sure they won't be noticed by anyone who matters, but seriously. Having other gender options on FACEBOOK? not exactly a big issue.
Oh, and even better, there's another group "petitioning" that along with the other gender options, people should be able to list that they're in a relationship with multiple people (currently you can only list one person), and they shouldn't be "force" to list the genders they're interested in as only men and/or women. You can list both, but apparently there needs to be another option in case you don't identify the gender of those in whom you're interested. Because, you know, we don't want to leave out anyone or make anyone feel marginalized ON FACEBOOK. We might as well throw "animals" as an "interested in" option, right? Or "children." Or "dead people." Can't leave out anyone.
There's also a group that claims it's "heterosexist" to place college students in rooms based on gender. Because it might make some gay people uncomfortable, or force transgendered people to choose a gender, or something like that. Doesn't really have to do with facebook, but it came up in the list of other groups that a number of the people in the second group I mentioned are also in. Actually, it wouldn't surprise me if one of these days, someone sued a college for doing this, "forcing them" into a gender or to be placed in a room with the same gender or something, and actually winning. And then all public colleges will have to get rid of single-sex rooming, and I'll have to be glad that there are private colleges that will continue to adhere to single-sex rooming (and dorms, in a few cases). Unless someone gets to them too.
What a crazy place this world is becoming.
Oh, and even better, there's another group "petitioning" that along with the other gender options, people should be able to list that they're in a relationship with multiple people (currently you can only list one person), and they shouldn't be "force" to list the genders they're interested in as only men and/or women. You can list both, but apparently there needs to be another option in case you don't identify the gender of those in whom you're interested. Because, you know, we don't want to leave out anyone or make anyone feel marginalized ON FACEBOOK. We might as well throw "animals" as an "interested in" option, right? Or "children." Or "dead people." Can't leave out anyone.
There's also a group that claims it's "heterosexist" to place college students in rooms based on gender. Because it might make some gay people uncomfortable, or force transgendered people to choose a gender, or something like that. Doesn't really have to do with facebook, but it came up in the list of other groups that a number of the people in the second group I mentioned are also in. Actually, it wouldn't surprise me if one of these days, someone sued a college for doing this, "forcing them" into a gender or to be placed in a room with the same gender or something, and actually winning. And then all public colleges will have to get rid of single-sex rooming, and I'll have to be glad that there are private colleges that will continue to adhere to single-sex rooming (and dorms, in a few cases). Unless someone gets to them too.
What a crazy place this world is becoming.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Saturday in the Park
I ran/walked today. Caitlin and I started that running program thing. I'm really optimistic about it. I mean, it sucks to run, but the interspersed walking and running thing makes it a lot more managable to begin with. And I like that. Hopefully we (or at least I) can keep up with it. I'd really like to get in shape. And running's apparently really good for getting the whole body in shape. And I'd really like to lose a bit of the fat I have on the sides of my hips. Very much so, in fact. So, here's hoping.
Tonight on our way back from dinner we saw two ducks chilling in a non-normal area. There's this huge puddle (I like to call it a lake) in the parking lot outside Cavanaugh, on the side right next to Washington Hall. It's been there for a few days, and tends to collect water quite well. Anyway, there were two ducks just sitting there today. Apparently they had been in a puddle elsewhere outside Lafortune earlier in the day, according to Bethany (assuming it was the same two, anyway), and yeah. I really wished I had my camera with me because it was a cool picture. Oh well. If I had a quarter for every time I wish I had my camera, man...
We lost in hockey tonight. 2-1. Didn't look good most of the game (well, we turned it on a few minutes into the second period, because we watched A League of Their Own first -- a good movie, but with an ending (to the flashback part, anyway) that I really don't like), so it wasn't like a huge surprise. Plus, I had written about it last night, which doomed us from the start I'm sure. haha. Ah well.
I'm still trying to find a good Easter dress. I mean, there's this brown and white one that I really like, and I might think about getting anyway, but I do want something that'll go with that earring/necklace set I have, and I'm not sure that it would. However, tonight I found this dress, which is a good possibility I think. I mean, I don't know how it'd look on me, or how it'd fit, but I like it. I might just get it. But I'm soooo indecisive. But Easter's only two weeks away (can you believe that?), so I gotta do it soon. And I don't know, if I got that I might have to get some sort of shawl or wrap to go over it. Since it is church and all. What do you think? Hm.
Oh yeah, something interesting came out today (or yesterday, or recently). The final trailer for Spiderman 3. Looks sooo good. Hopefully we'll go see the midnight showing or something when it comes out. That'd be the Thursday night of study days, so it shouldn't be much of a problem (ignoring the fact that I have an essay due at 5pm that Friday...but I also have one due that Wednesday and that Monday, so perhaps I'll be able to use a break by then. Ugh that week's gonna suck). Gooood stuff.
Well, I'm going to the 10am Mass, so I best get off to bed quickly. Nighty night.
Tonight on our way back from dinner we saw two ducks chilling in a non-normal area. There's this huge puddle (I like to call it a lake) in the parking lot outside Cavanaugh, on the side right next to Washington Hall. It's been there for a few days, and tends to collect water quite well. Anyway, there were two ducks just sitting there today. Apparently they had been in a puddle elsewhere outside Lafortune earlier in the day, according to Bethany (assuming it was the same two, anyway), and yeah. I really wished I had my camera with me because it was a cool picture. Oh well. If I had a quarter for every time I wish I had my camera, man...
We lost in hockey tonight. 2-1. Didn't look good most of the game (well, we turned it on a few minutes into the second period, because we watched A League of Their Own first -- a good movie, but with an ending (to the flashback part, anyway) that I really don't like), so it wasn't like a huge surprise. Plus, I had written about it last night, which doomed us from the start I'm sure. haha. Ah well.
I'm still trying to find a good Easter dress. I mean, there's this brown and white one that I really like, and I might think about getting anyway, but I do want something that'll go with that earring/necklace set I have, and I'm not sure that it would. However, tonight I found this dress, which is a good possibility I think. I mean, I don't know how it'd look on me, or how it'd fit, but I like it. I might just get it. But I'm soooo indecisive. But Easter's only two weeks away (can you believe that?), so I gotta do it soon. And I don't know, if I got that I might have to get some sort of shawl or wrap to go over it. Since it is church and all. What do you think? Hm.
Oh yeah, something interesting came out today (or yesterday, or recently). The final trailer for Spiderman 3. Looks sooo good. Hopefully we'll go see the midnight showing or something when it comes out. That'd be the Thursday night of study days, so it shouldn't be much of a problem (ignoring the fact that I have an essay due at 5pm that Friday...but I also have one due that Wednesday and that Monday, so perhaps I'll be able to use a break by then. Ugh that week's gonna suck). Gooood stuff.
Well, I'm going to the 10am Mass, so I best get off to bed quickly. Nighty night.
Old addendum to earlier post
My mom left a comment that made me remember I was going to post this this past week. I learned a few days after last Sunday (with the getting the wrong readings, or so I thought) that for RCIA candidates, the readings can be from Cycle A. I don't really understand it, but at least it does redeem my church. I'm so mean to my poor church. Sigh. Sorry, everyone.
Awww
When I got back from breakfast/lunch today, my roommate had the TV on, and she was watching "Never Been Kissed." What a sweet movie. I'm a big fan. Of it. I'm not actually a fan. I am, however, a robot. Nevermind. I gotta say, though, that I don't know if I'd want my first kiss to be in front of a whole baseball stadium of people. Perhaps a bit awkward, that. But I've never tried it, so I don't know. haha.
Know what's weird to think about? What if Mom had never scheduled us for an appointment/tour of Notre Dame on our trip after junior year, "just because"? ND wasn't on my radar, but then afterward, well we all know how it ended. But what if we hadn't visited? Where would I be now? I mean, I wonder if I'd like football. Because it was at least 70% because of ND football that I now love football in general. (Although arena football is still weird to me.) I wonder if I'd...I don't know, be pursuing a degree in astrophysics (haha yeah right). I wonder if I'd be an athiest. Who knows. It's interesting.
Anyway. Looks like I might start that whole "Couch to 5k" running plan thing today. With Caitlin, who is also not up to the whole running all over campus and then some...twice thing with Bethany and Katherine. Fun stuff. haha. Maybe I'll be all sexy for summer. That'll be the day.
Know what's weird to think about? What if Mom had never scheduled us for an appointment/tour of Notre Dame on our trip after junior year, "just because"? ND wasn't on my radar, but then afterward, well we all know how it ended. But what if we hadn't visited? Where would I be now? I mean, I wonder if I'd like football. Because it was at least 70% because of ND football that I now love football in general. (Although arena football is still weird to me.) I wonder if I'd...I don't know, be pursuing a degree in astrophysics (haha yeah right). I wonder if I'd be an athiest. Who knows. It's interesting.
Anyway. Looks like I might start that whole "Couch to 5k" running plan thing today. With Caitlin, who is also not up to the whole running all over campus and then some...twice thing with Bethany and Katherine. Fun stuff. haha. Maybe I'll be all sexy for summer. That'll be the day.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Friday night hijinks?
We played Trivial Pursuit: 90s Edition tonight. I sucked, as usual, but I did have one shining moment: I was on the movies/TV color, and got the year 1997, so before Bethany read the question, I said Titanic, just for fun. She looked at the question, and said "Oh my gosh!" (or no way or something incredulous like that), and it was something about "Director James Cameron called this movie his $190million something or other" or something. I don't even know. But yeah. So that was weird and funny.
Anyway.
Walking back to Lewis from Cavanaugh tonight, it was really nifty outside. It's kinda foggy, but a little oddly so, not like normal fog. I don't know how to describe it, or even how it seems different. It just does. But the Dome looked really cool, what with the spotlights shining on it and reflecting the cloud hovering over it and whatnot. It's cool. I'm a big fan of fog.
After dinner, I wanted to check and see the status of our hockey game (we're #1 in the nation, and tonight was the quarterfinals or something of the championship). Finally, after lots of looking around, I managed to find on an ND message board that we were tied, and there was 12 minutes left in the first overtime. So we decided to go over to Lafortune (the only place that was showing it, as it was some obscure channel no one has) to watch it. Well, it ended up going into a second overtime, and so we ended up just standing there in the main lounge in Lafortune for probably close to an hour. With lots of other people. Anyway, with around 5 minutes left to go in the second overtime, we finally scored. And the cool thing about college hockey? Even though overtime periods last 20 minutes, it's over as soon as someone scores. So we won! And now we're playing tomorrow in the semifinals, the frozen four, and it's exciting. I'm definitely not into hockey, but I was getting into it tonight. Hopfeully I'll get to watch tomorrow. I don't think they're showing it at Lafortune though, but it's not on any normal cable channels either. I think I saw they're showing it in...Stepan maybe? But who wants to go there? So we'll see. Anyway. They kept saying "ND, the number one team in the country," and I decided I'm definitely a fan of hearing that.
I'm also a big fan of going to sleep right now. Which is what I'm going to do. (Man, I must have slept weirdly this afternoon when I took that nap, because my neck on the left side is killing me. It's really tight, and painful to move very much. Hopefully that'll go away.)
Anyway.
Walking back to Lewis from Cavanaugh tonight, it was really nifty outside. It's kinda foggy, but a little oddly so, not like normal fog. I don't know how to describe it, or even how it seems different. It just does. But the Dome looked really cool, what with the spotlights shining on it and reflecting the cloud hovering over it and whatnot. It's cool. I'm a big fan of fog.
After dinner, I wanted to check and see the status of our hockey game (we're #1 in the nation, and tonight was the quarterfinals or something of the championship). Finally, after lots of looking around, I managed to find on an ND message board that we were tied, and there was 12 minutes left in the first overtime. So we decided to go over to Lafortune (the only place that was showing it, as it was some obscure channel no one has) to watch it. Well, it ended up going into a second overtime, and so we ended up just standing there in the main lounge in Lafortune for probably close to an hour. With lots of other people. Anyway, with around 5 minutes left to go in the second overtime, we finally scored. And the cool thing about college hockey? Even though overtime periods last 20 minutes, it's over as soon as someone scores. So we won! And now we're playing tomorrow in the semifinals, the frozen four, and it's exciting. I'm definitely not into hockey, but I was getting into it tonight. Hopfeully I'll get to watch tomorrow. I don't think they're showing it at Lafortune though, but it's not on any normal cable channels either. I think I saw they're showing it in...Stepan maybe? But who wants to go there? So we'll see. Anyway. They kept saying "ND, the number one team in the country," and I decided I'm definitely a fan of hearing that.
I'm also a big fan of going to sleep right now. Which is what I'm going to do. (Man, I must have slept weirdly this afternoon when I took that nap, because my neck on the left side is killing me. It's really tight, and painful to move very much. Hopefully that'll go away.)
Dah. Boe. Sna.
I found my pin last night. It was under my desk chair. So that's pretty cool.
I might look into trying this. Perhaps exactly what I need. Fairly easy, makes you work up to the 3 miles with a combination of walking and running (which is much easier than going running with friends who run fairly often, and thus can run for longer than a minute without getting so winded they have to stop...). I might be doing that soon. Who knows.
I am so tired. I felt like I was at least two steps behind all day, and I very much felt like I was barely holding my head above the water. If even. I mean, I was a little late to Latin, I was a little late to Trads (because I spent the 20 minutes beforehand in the computer lab trying to type anything so that I'd have two paragraphs to turn in, and I did, even though they're probably not even coherent), I was almost (but not really) late to my Middle Ages tutorial, and then I had my FTT exam which, depending on how stickler-y they are with the grading, I might not do horribly on. And now I don't know how I'm sitting up straight. I really should go take a nap.
I might look into trying this. Perhaps exactly what I need. Fairly easy, makes you work up to the 3 miles with a combination of walking and running (which is much easier than going running with friends who run fairly often, and thus can run for longer than a minute without getting so winded they have to stop...). I might be doing that soon. Who knows.
I am so tired. I felt like I was at least two steps behind all day, and I very much felt like I was barely holding my head above the water. If even. I mean, I was a little late to Latin, I was a little late to Trads (because I spent the 20 minutes beforehand in the computer lab trying to type anything so that I'd have two paragraphs to turn in, and I did, even though they're probably not even coherent), I was almost (but not really) late to my Middle Ages tutorial, and then I had my FTT exam which, depending on how stickler-y they are with the grading, I might not do horribly on. And now I don't know how I'm sitting up straight. I really should go take a nap.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Me?
| Your Brain is Purple |
 Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense. Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries. You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself. |
I suppose this might be true.
| Your Five Factor Personality Profile |
 Extroversion: You have low extroversion. You are quiet and reserved in most social situations. A low key, laid back lifestyle is important to you. You tend to bond slowly, over time, with one or two people. Conscientiousness: You have medium conscientiousness. You're generally good at balancing work and play. When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done. But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it. Agreeableness: You have low agreeableness. Your self interest comes first, and others come later, if at all. In general, you feel that people are not to be trusted. And you're skeptical that anyone else really feels differently. Neuroticism: You have medium neuroticism. You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic. Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy. Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is medium. You are generally broad minded when it come to new things. But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it. You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue. |
This also is somewhat true. I'm not sure on the agreeableness or conscientiousness ones, but I guess there's at least a degree of truth in there...
Just one word
- Where is your cell phone?
Desk
- Your hair?
Brown
- Work?
Sucks
- Your father?
Awesome
- Your favorite thing?
Love
- Your dream last night?
Nonexistent
- Your favorite drink?
Wet
- Your dream car?
Reliable
- The room you're in?
Dorm
- Your fears?
Numerous
- what do you want to be in 10 years?
Married
- Who did you hang out with last night?
People
- What you're not good at?
Productivity
- Muffin?
Nah
- One of your wish list items?
Ring
- Where you grew up?
CSprings
- Last thing you did?
Latin
- What are you wearing?
Pajamas
- what aren't you wearing?
Jewelry
- Your pet?
Kissable
- Your computer?
Hot
- Your life?
Boring
- Your mood?
Annoyed
- Missing?
Pets
- What are you thinking about right now?
Essays
- Your car?
Satisfactory
- Your summer?
Eh
- Your favorite color?
Many
- when is the last time you laughed?
Tonight?
- Last time you cried?
Uh...
- School?
Sucks
Desk
- Your hair?
Brown
- Work?
Sucks
- Your father?
Awesome
- Your favorite thing?
Love
- Your dream last night?
Nonexistent
- Your favorite drink?
Wet
- Your dream car?
Reliable
- The room you're in?
Dorm
- Your fears?
Numerous
- what do you want to be in 10 years?
Married
- Who did you hang out with last night?
People
- What you're not good at?
Productivity
- Muffin?
Nah
- One of your wish list items?
Ring
- Where you grew up?
CSprings
- Last thing you did?
Latin
- What are you wearing?
Pajamas
- what aren't you wearing?
Jewelry
- Your pet?
Kissable
- Your computer?
Hot
- Your life?
Boring
- Your mood?
Annoyed
- Missing?
Pets
- What are you thinking about right now?
Essays
- Your car?
Satisfactory
- Your summer?
Eh
- Your favorite color?
Many
- when is the last time you laughed?
Tonight?
- Last time you cried?
Uh...
- School?
Sucks
Argh.
Have I mentioned that I dislike the stuff we have to do for my Trads class every. single. week? I haven't had my weekly "this stuff sucks" yet. I mean, seriously. We have two things to read for tomorrow. Which normally wouldn't be that bad, but one of them? Is about 80 pages. That might be a slight exaggeration, but not much. It's ridiculous. And they're so pointless. All I read them for is to have something stupid to say so I can write those dumb dumb question things. Argh. I just wish that we could have like maybe just ONE week that we don't have to do them. Just one would be fantabulous. All would be even better. Or maybe every other week or something. Because seriously, they're ridiculous. I hate them. And on top of that I feel like I wasted the whole night studying for my stupid FTT exam that I have tomorrow. I don't know that it was even worth spending the time on, because I think that as long as I have something to say on the questions tomorrow, I'll at least get some credit, and that's ok.
Is it Friday at 2pm yet? ugh.
Is it Friday at 2pm yet? ugh.
Gratuitous picture post
Because I'm avoiding homework. As usual.
JPW gala thing
At Legends after the dinner.
Action shot because my dad thinks he's funny.
Again at Legends.
Aw...
She's just so fat.
She's just so cute.
Colt looks PISSED. And Kebbie looks funny. :-)
I don't know how she doesn't fall off when she does this.
Man I love her.
Look at all that fluffiness! And those cotton balls!
And of course, Pikes Peak, my lovely mountain.
JPW gala thing
At Legends after the dinner.
Action shot because my dad thinks he's funny.
Again at Legends.
Aw...
She's just so fat.
She's just so cute.
Colt looks PISSED. And Kebbie looks funny. :-)
I don't know how she doesn't fall off when she does this.
Man I love her.
Look at all that fluffiness! And those cotton balls!
And of course, Pikes Peak, my lovely mountain.Ain't it swell?
I am going to attempt to start incorporating the word "swell" into my vocabularly more often. And I don't mean swell as in "His kneecap popped and now it's beginning to swell." That's gross. (I had a friend who did something like this, actually, she did something to her knee and it just filled with gross fluids of some kind. Looked disgusting. And squishy.)
In other (sad) news, I've just discovered that finally, after more than two years, the heart-shaped pin I've had on my well-used (and quite abused, poor thing) bookbag, the one that had the little baby cradled in the hands, has disappeared today. I think I probably lost it in my Latin class today, but I didn't realize it until this afternoon. It's sad. I've often thought that it was going to fall off, so I often would push it against its back (which is inside the pocket on the front flap) to make sure it was on there well. But alas, today it's gone. Oh well. I had a Precious Feet pin on there freshman year too, but that one came off within a few months for some reason. So for awhile now it's just been the one. Maybe I'll get another one. My bag flap looks so...boring now.
Oh yeah, I also think that at some point I should get some ND-related earrings. Just because.
In other (sad) news, I've just discovered that finally, after more than two years, the heart-shaped pin I've had on my well-used (and quite abused, poor thing) bookbag, the one that had the little baby cradled in the hands, has disappeared today. I think I probably lost it in my Latin class today, but I didn't realize it until this afternoon. It's sad. I've often thought that it was going to fall off, so I often would push it against its back (which is inside the pocket on the front flap) to make sure it was on there well. But alas, today it's gone. Oh well. I had a Precious Feet pin on there freshman year too, but that one came off within a few months for some reason. So for awhile now it's just been the one. Maybe I'll get another one. My bag flap looks so...boring now.
Oh yeah, I also think that at some point I should get some ND-related earrings. Just because.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Things are looking up
So, I've had some good news today. Firstly, I'm excited about theo classes next semester. Of course, I'm sure I'll be doing lots of reading and lots of paper-writing, which sucks, but yeah. Hopefully they'll be worth it. And hopefully I'll still get to have the meeting at the time I scheduled, and they won't like check and see that I won't be at senior standing yet until after summer classes, and make me do a later time. That would suck. I doubt it'll happen though.
Secondly, looks like I've gotten things squared away, housing-wise. I have the interhall transfer form filled out, so now I just have to give it to Amy tomorrow. And then keep my fingers crossed that all the singles in Cavanaugh won't get taken by the time they get to me, at the end of the rising seniors. I don't really see that happening, as Cavanaugh has a number of singles and a lot of girls in my class got singles for this year, but you never know. Just gotta wait and see I guess. But so that's looking good, for now anyway.
Hopefully this stuff won't get turned around and end up sucking before the end of the school year, but yeah. We'll see.
I like how the labels on water bottles let you know that they contain 0%, 0g, 0mg of anything.
It's good to know. Because I was hoping that I could use water as my main protein source.
Oh yeah, so we watched a clip from Stagecoach today. Add that to the list of John Wayne/John Ford movies I want to see.
This weekend's going to be so nice. If only because it'll follow Friday, which promises to be tiring, and because I don't really have anything big next week. Which is nice, of course. It's probably the last week this semester I don't have an essay or an exam (or both). Know what's crazy? We have three full weeks left, two four day weeks, and one three day week. After this week, anyway. And then finals week.
But, between now and then, lots to do. Sigh.
Secondly, looks like I've gotten things squared away, housing-wise. I have the interhall transfer form filled out, so now I just have to give it to Amy tomorrow. And then keep my fingers crossed that all the singles in Cavanaugh won't get taken by the time they get to me, at the end of the rising seniors. I don't really see that happening, as Cavanaugh has a number of singles and a lot of girls in my class got singles for this year, but you never know. Just gotta wait and see I guess. But so that's looking good, for now anyway.
Hopefully this stuff won't get turned around and end up sucking before the end of the school year, but yeah. We'll see.
I like how the labels on water bottles let you know that they contain 0%, 0g, 0mg of anything.
It's good to know. Because I was hoping that I could use water as my main protein source.
Oh yeah, so we watched a clip from Stagecoach today. Add that to the list of John Wayne/John Ford movies I want to see.
This weekend's going to be so nice. If only because it'll follow Friday, which promises to be tiring, and because I don't really have anything big next week. Which is nice, of course. It's probably the last week this semester I don't have an essay or an exam (or both). Know what's crazy? We have three full weeks left, two four day weeks, and one three day week. After this week, anyway. And then finals week.
But, between now and then, lots to do. Sigh.
Complicated woman
Maybe not. But I do strike myself as odd sometimes. Like those times I'll be walking somewhere and just get this insatiable urge to RUN. Yet, I hate running. Despise it. But still, lately I've been finding myself attempting to placate that beast by, yes, running. Now, I can't keep it up more than like a minute. Or, say, the distance from Lewis to Cavanaugh. Sometimes to Lafortune if I want to push it. And it's really not that far. But it's enough. But try to get me to exercise by running? I'll laugh in your face. I have no idea why this is. But it is.
Similarly, I typically hate commercials. But this one is so funny. "I really love you." "I know you really mean that." "You never hated me and you never will." "You are the most grateful little..." hahaha. Good stuff. No, great stuff. Occasionally there are commercials that make me willing to unmute the TV. haha. I'm a commercial-muter. I think it bothers my little brother. Too bad.
I'm starting to curse myself (but not really) for wishing for warmer weather. See, I'm a Colorado girl, used to Colorado warmth, and I forgot what it means when it gets warm here. What it means is humidity. Being from Colorado, it's pretty humid if it makes it up to like 30%. For example, right now here it's 55%. It's 17% in Colorado Springs. (And incidentally, it's 71 degrees, but it's only 66 back home. Interesting.) Susie no likey 55%. It's like walking into a sauna when I go outside. I haven't experienced that in a year, so I quite forgot about this thing called humidity. But I guess here it's a necessary evil if I don't want to be wearing my winter coat forever. And even though it's warmer here right now (despite the fact that this morning, the projected high was only around 60), the rest of the 10 day forecast in Colorado Springs definitely has here beat. Especially temp-wise. And the fact that many of the days here are cloudy and rainy, something you'd think I'd like, only makes me think it'll be even more humid than it might otherwise be. So that's not exactly cool. What's going on with me? How could I not be ecstatic over rainy weather? Ahhh!
Remember when I used to be all obsessed with getting As on everything? Well, I've gotten quite a few Bs this semester (the latest is an 86% on the first Middle Ages exam we had a few weeks ago), and I'm ok with it. I didn't do very well on our Latin quiz today (completely couldn't think of the Latin word for "suffering" -- but I knew it was feminine -- and I just couldn't make one of the Latin to English sentences make sense at all, even though I knew all the words, and I messed up the form of one word we had to change from singular to plural (or vice versa). It'll probably be my worst grade yet on a quiz. But I'm ok with that too. I just don't care enough to kill myself trying to get As. I won't graduate with honors, but I'll graduate. And that's what I really care about now. I got my "I'm one of the top of the class" thing in high school. I'm done with that.
Ok this is completely unrelated (although...all this stuff is pretty unrelated...), but today I signed up for an advising meeting with my theo advisor, where we tell them what classes we want and they put in the overrides so we can get them when we register. (I signed up under the "rising seniors" section, even though technically I'll still be a junior...but...I don't know. I guess if they yell at me for it, I'll just have to deal.) Anyway. I'm kind of excited about the prospect of getting some of these theo classes. I'm hoping to get good profs next semester. Like Macintyre, I've heard that he's one of those you should definitely take before you leave here. Let's see. I'll be taking the Old Testament class for sure, that's 8-9:15 TR (I'm assuming that's AM...). Then I have to take Christian Traditions I, and I'll either have it 10:40-11:30 MWF with Wawykow, or 1:55-2:45 MWF with Cunningham. Both have really good reviews at ndtoday.com, so I guess it'll come down to what other classes I want and what fits and stuff. Although Cunningham's reviews are all pretty stellar, so that's tempting. So those two are have to take classes. And then there's a number of other theos I want to take. There's "A Faith to Die For," "Theology of the Mass" (which I'm definitely going to try to get -- it's with one of the advisors, Fagerberg, and looks really good, and I haven't had him as a prof yet and I want to), "Philosophy and Theology of the Body," with a prof who doesn't have the best reviews, but I'd like to take a theo of the body class (but if I take that one I can't take the Cunningham Trads class because they're at the same time), and then there's the Macintyre class which is "God, Philosophy and Universities," and I'm going to take that if at all possible (meaning if there's room), and there's "US Catholic History and Ethics" which sounds right up my alley, and finally there's a one credit pass/fail class, it's a series called "Know your Catholic Faith" they have every year, next year's is about Mary. I want to take that just to add another credit. So yeah. I don't know. Would it be weird to take four theos and one Latin class? Or five theos, one being a 1 credit pass/fail thing? I don't know. I might look into taking an English course, a non-fiction creative writing one. Or maybe check out the history classes they're offering. Unfortunately they don't seem to have the times of any classes up yet, so I can't plan that out. I don't have the advising meeting until April 2, though, so I have a little bit of time yet to plan. But man, I don't know how I'm going to pick. There's so many good classes!
ok. Time to go do real stuff.
Similarly, I typically hate commercials. But this one is so funny. "I really love you." "I know you really mean that." "You never hated me and you never will." "You are the most grateful little..." hahaha. Good stuff. No, great stuff. Occasionally there are commercials that make me willing to unmute the TV. haha. I'm a commercial-muter. I think it bothers my little brother. Too bad.
I'm starting to curse myself (but not really) for wishing for warmer weather. See, I'm a Colorado girl, used to Colorado warmth, and I forgot what it means when it gets warm here. What it means is humidity. Being from Colorado, it's pretty humid if it makes it up to like 30%. For example, right now here it's 55%. It's 17% in Colorado Springs. (And incidentally, it's 71 degrees, but it's only 66 back home. Interesting.) Susie no likey 55%. It's like walking into a sauna when I go outside. I haven't experienced that in a year, so I quite forgot about this thing called humidity. But I guess here it's a necessary evil if I don't want to be wearing my winter coat forever. And even though it's warmer here right now (despite the fact that this morning, the projected high was only around 60), the rest of the 10 day forecast in Colorado Springs definitely has here beat. Especially temp-wise. And the fact that many of the days here are cloudy and rainy, something you'd think I'd like, only makes me think it'll be even more humid than it might otherwise be. So that's not exactly cool. What's going on with me? How could I not be ecstatic over rainy weather? Ahhh!
Remember when I used to be all obsessed with getting As on everything? Well, I've gotten quite a few Bs this semester (the latest is an 86% on the first Middle Ages exam we had a few weeks ago), and I'm ok with it. I didn't do very well on our Latin quiz today (completely couldn't think of the Latin word for "suffering" -- but I knew it was feminine -- and I just couldn't make one of the Latin to English sentences make sense at all, even though I knew all the words, and I messed up the form of one word we had to change from singular to plural (or vice versa). It'll probably be my worst grade yet on a quiz. But I'm ok with that too. I just don't care enough to kill myself trying to get As. I won't graduate with honors, but I'll graduate. And that's what I really care about now. I got my "I'm one of the top of the class" thing in high school. I'm done with that.
Ok this is completely unrelated (although...all this stuff is pretty unrelated...), but today I signed up for an advising meeting with my theo advisor, where we tell them what classes we want and they put in the overrides so we can get them when we register. (I signed up under the "rising seniors" section, even though technically I'll still be a junior...but...I don't know. I guess if they yell at me for it, I'll just have to deal.) Anyway. I'm kind of excited about the prospect of getting some of these theo classes. I'm hoping to get good profs next semester. Like Macintyre, I've heard that he's one of those you should definitely take before you leave here. Let's see. I'll be taking the Old Testament class for sure, that's 8-9:15 TR (I'm assuming that's AM...). Then I have to take Christian Traditions I, and I'll either have it 10:40-11:30 MWF with Wawykow, or 1:55-2:45 MWF with Cunningham. Both have really good reviews at ndtoday.com, so I guess it'll come down to what other classes I want and what fits and stuff. Although Cunningham's reviews are all pretty stellar, so that's tempting. So those two are have to take classes. And then there's a number of other theos I want to take. There's "A Faith to Die For," "Theology of the Mass" (which I'm definitely going to try to get -- it's with one of the advisors, Fagerberg, and looks really good, and I haven't had him as a prof yet and I want to), "Philosophy and Theology of the Body," with a prof who doesn't have the best reviews, but I'd like to take a theo of the body class (but if I take that one I can't take the Cunningham Trads class because they're at the same time), and then there's the Macintyre class which is "God, Philosophy and Universities," and I'm going to take that if at all possible (meaning if there's room), and there's "US Catholic History and Ethics" which sounds right up my alley, and finally there's a one credit pass/fail class, it's a series called "Know your Catholic Faith" they have every year, next year's is about Mary. I want to take that just to add another credit. So yeah. I don't know. Would it be weird to take four theos and one Latin class? Or five theos, one being a 1 credit pass/fail thing? I don't know. I might look into taking an English course, a non-fiction creative writing one. Or maybe check out the history classes they're offering. Unfortunately they don't seem to have the times of any classes up yet, so I can't plan that out. I don't have the advising meeting until April 2, though, so I have a little bit of time yet to plan. But man, I don't know how I'm going to pick. There's so many good classes!
ok. Time to go do real stuff.
Some dresses
I rarely seem to buy clothes in the stores these days. That's what comes of being tall. Anyway, what does anyone think of this dress? I think I'd like it in the blue. Not really an Easter dress, but for other occasions perhaps. There is a possible Easter dress I may have found, but I don't think the page it's at will link correctly. The address doesn't seem to change from dress to dress. Anyway, it's pretty, it's brown with big white-ish flowers on it. And it's long. At least, I think it is. 52 inches. I'm not exactly sure where that'd fall on me, but I'm pretty much sure it'd be plenty long enough for what I want. I mean, I was looking for something with more pink, but I don't know. I'm not having much luck with that. And brown and pink go together. Hm. Well, I guess we'll see. We all know how much I suck at making decisions. And I've never bought a dress online before. Well, I've only ever bought a handful of dresses period, really. But yeah. I should figure it out soon, though. Only a few more weeks until Easter. Looks like about two and a half. Crazy.
Wishbone!
Did anyone else watch Wishbone as a kid? Ok, perhaps it was more...middle school and possibly freshman or sophomore year into high school...maybe...but man that show was awesome! Seriously. That's something I'd like to get on DVD sometime, maybe. Such a good show. I learned so much from it. haha. Oh, apparently it ran until 1998...which would be...6th grade I think. End of 6th. so I probably saw reruns too, because I'm pretty sure I remember watching it after 6th grade. anyway.
(Oh, and incidentally, does anyone remember Dinosaurs? That was an interesting show too. Pretty much the same as Family Matters, kind of, except with a baby, and obviously dinosaurs instead of people. And no Urkel.)
(Oh, and incidentally, does anyone remember Dinosaurs? That was an interesting show too. Pretty much the same as Family Matters, kind of, except with a baby, and obviously dinosaurs instead of people. And no Urkel.)
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Frust-er-ating
So, I feel like I'm getting nowhere with the housing people. Every time I send an email, they say "Just a few more days, we'll let you know!" or something similar. I realize today that I probably have to fill out an interhall transfer form, which happens to be due Thursday afternoon. Requires signatures of my current rector and the rector of the dorm into which I hope to move. I asked housing if I needed to fill that out, they said it's probably a good idea. I don't really know what that means. I don't know what the heck they're doing and it's bugging me very much. I mean, what do they still have to figure out? Everyone should have accepted or declined by now. I just don't get what's going on. So now I have to go talk to Amy (Cavanaugh's rector) and see if she thinks there'll be space for me (why wouldn't there be? There are seniors who live in the dorm, after all, and plenty of juniors who'll be moving off campus), and then give the form to Lewis' rector. It's all just annoying. Sigh. I really really really hope I can get a single in Cavanaugh. It's too late now to decline the housing application, well, without having to pay the $250 fee that I'd have to pay if I changed my mind now. Know what I say to that? Boo. Booooooo. And not just Boo-urns.
It's kinda late. I'm trying to decide if I should write that essay for Trads tonight, or turn it in on Friday like he has now given us the option to do. Told us in an email today. Or maybe yesterday. I forget. But either way. See, if I don't do it until Friday, I'll have to do that on top of studying for the FTT exam I have Friday, plus doing the reading for Middle Ages and the reading for Trads (which happens to be RIDICULOUSLY long this week. Hence, I'm only going to read enough to write two crappy question paragraph thingies on it. But it still take some time). And that's a lot of stuff to do in one night. But, since I do have so much to do that night, I'm obviously not going to be getting a whole lot of sleep anyway, so if I just throw this essay in there that night too, it'll just make me a little bit more tired on Friday. But if I do the essay tonight and then the rest for Friday, that'll be two days I'm extra sleepy (tomorrow and Friday). Eh. I guess I should just do it. If I ever managed to sit down and just write without letting myself get distracted, I could probably churn it out in like two hours. Although, I forgot, these are supposed to be 6 pages. That's a tad much. Although I guess my essays tend to be 6 pages even if they're only supposed to be 4. I'm good at writing lots of crap. Hm
I really should do it now. I guess I will. See how far I get.
Mom's at various trade shows for work this week and next, and Dad's joining her tomorrow for a week. Actually, I guess technically he's joining her Thursday, as he's flying to Boston tomorrow but will spend the day/night with an old friend of his, and then Mom'll be flying up there from Florida on Thursday. But I digress. It's weird not having Mom online at all. Some people might find it odd that a main method of communication with parentals be through AIM, but for me it is, so for Mom (and Dad too) to be not online for such a long period of time is slightly sad. I'm just not as much a phone person, but online I talk to people more. So yeah. Oh well. I'll survive.
Know what? I say theater weirdly. I didn't really know this until sometime in the last year or so. I say it like this: thee (like fee) - er - ter. Or, actually, - der, if I'm going to be phonetically correct. People like to point this out every time I say it. I'm ok with that. I do say it oddly. I'm not really sure why, either. It's not a regional thing, I don't think. Just a Susie thing.
Ok now I'm really gonna go work on the essay. I hate writing essays. I have so many left to do this semester, too. It sucks. Why oh why am I an arts and letters major?
It's kinda late. I'm trying to decide if I should write that essay for Trads tonight, or turn it in on Friday like he has now given us the option to do. Told us in an email today. Or maybe yesterday. I forget. But either way. See, if I don't do it until Friday, I'll have to do that on top of studying for the FTT exam I have Friday, plus doing the reading for Middle Ages and the reading for Trads (which happens to be RIDICULOUSLY long this week. Hence, I'm only going to read enough to write two crappy question paragraph thingies on it. But it still take some time). And that's a lot of stuff to do in one night. But, since I do have so much to do that night, I'm obviously not going to be getting a whole lot of sleep anyway, so if I just throw this essay in there that night too, it'll just make me a little bit more tired on Friday. But if I do the essay tonight and then the rest for Friday, that'll be two days I'm extra sleepy (tomorrow and Friday). Eh. I guess I should just do it. If I ever managed to sit down and just write without letting myself get distracted, I could probably churn it out in like two hours. Although, I forgot, these are supposed to be 6 pages. That's a tad much. Although I guess my essays tend to be 6 pages even if they're only supposed to be 4. I'm good at writing lots of crap. Hm
I really should do it now. I guess I will. See how far I get.
Mom's at various trade shows for work this week and next, and Dad's joining her tomorrow for a week. Actually, I guess technically he's joining her Thursday, as he's flying to Boston tomorrow but will spend the day/night with an old friend of his, and then Mom'll be flying up there from Florida on Thursday. But I digress. It's weird not having Mom online at all. Some people might find it odd that a main method of communication with parentals be through AIM, but for me it is, so for Mom (and Dad too) to be not online for such a long period of time is slightly sad. I'm just not as much a phone person, but online I talk to people more. So yeah. Oh well. I'll survive.
Know what? I say theater weirdly. I didn't really know this until sometime in the last year or so. I say it like this: thee (like fee) - er - ter. Or, actually, - der, if I'm going to be phonetically correct. People like to point this out every time I say it. I'm ok with that. I do say it oddly. I'm not really sure why, either. It's not a regional thing, I don't think. Just a Susie thing.
Ok now I'm really gonna go work on the essay. I hate writing essays. I have so many left to do this semester, too. It sucks. Why oh why am I an arts and letters major?
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