10. May 2006, 14:38
Do You Want to Know How We Stopped the Time?
Life Lesson Learned on 10/5/06 at 1:15am: Never finish reading a tragic book right before bed. Ever.
I’ve been having a hard enough time sleeping lately as it is. Maybe my body is rebelling against me napping during the day, but I sleep really restlessly at night and I can’t really sleep in. I wake up at 7, look at the clock, go back to sleep, wake up at 7:30, go back to sleep, wake up at 8:45ish, go back to sleep, and sorta rouse myself around 9:20. So then I up and decide I won’t go to sleep until I finish my book. Why not? I wanted to see the happy ending come together so I didn’t have to sleep on wondering what happened.
And then, guess what, TRAGEDY STRUCK. I got a terrible ending and I just kinda lay in bed in the dark and wondered about justice in the universe until I remembered that it was only a book and as much as I claimed to have felt so much like Maggie, I am not close to living a life like Maggie’s, and that I needed to quit fretting and despairing and go to sleep. Finally I got to sleep, but I learned my lesson.
Tomorrow is finally my last class. I’m racing to finish my last two take home exams and sort of poke at studying for my last in class exam and reminding myself to take my books back tomorrow. The days of wallowing in laziness, intellecutual void, French music,and dramatic self indulgence are close at hand.
Actually, I’ll probably have to plunge into planning for my wedding but I don’t really look forward to that. Can I win the lottery and hire a wedding planner instead?
Right now, all that I am going to think about is finishing those exams and then finally spending the rest of my itunes money. I’ve got my heart set on Metric’s Live It Out. YESSSS. Although I just realised I could go all April March and continue the French music trend in which my boyfriend and I are indulging. I love hearing people sing in French. This might be a dilemma. I am so thankful though, that my dilemma is about which CD to buy and not how to finish a crap load of schoolwork before due dates. NO MORE OF THAT… for a while at least…
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24. April 2006, 17:21
I am High on Muffin Scent!
It smells like blueberry muffins in my house. The whole house is perfumed by the scent… it is wonderful. It makes me feel like running through meadows with muffins. I like muffins lots. They are probably one of the best breakfast foods ever.
So that is smiley and happy. It makes me smiley and happy. The end of the semester is fast approaching and I am feeling more confident about my workload than I was. Maybe it is not going to be totally unmanageable like I was expecting… it might not be very overbearing at all. That makes me smile. I should be working hard to finish up this week but I am having a bit of an early vacation instead because boyfriend is coming! How indulgent of me to allow this! Eisley will be here on Saturday though too and so it just must be had. This will be my second concert ever and around a year after my first concert experience (U2’s vertigo tour, in Denver, unforgettable first concert!). I am way excited.
I think I might explode from happiness between this and muffins if school work goes smoothly too. Lord it will be too much. I am far too small to try to contain so much happiness (and so many exclamation points).
This is a joyous turnaround from my grouchy week last week when I was all weepy. I was weepy last night, but I think a breakdown from school at least once every semester might be inevitable for me. Bah. It will be only one.
On an extra note: I realized that I often mention writing papers at the last minute or avoiding them. What I always forget to mention, is that on every one of those papers I have avoided or written at the last minute, I have recieved perfect scores. On one paper I missed two points for starting two sentences with “but” but otherwise, 100’s across the board! Plus lots of praise for my writing skills. I do not deserve this for my work ethic. I should fix it before I move into 300 and 400 level courses but I do not know if I have the heart.
(ps: new layout coming SOON. within next month. it is done, it just needs to be formatted for this textpattern blog)
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28. February 2006, 13:35
The Schedule - Boring
Now, I’m not annoyed, but for the second time today I got a phone call on my cell phone during class (the last call I got was the Thursday before this entry was written. Names are not given to protect the innocent). Yes! I am taking classes this semester! I do keep my phone on silent so these calls did not disturb me during class, but it means that anyone who called me couldn’t reach me. Because this is happening repeatedly, I’d like to publicly clarify my schedule and pray that anyone who wants to reach me on my cell phone sees this. I really want to talk to everyone, but you’re catching me at really bad times.
Please note, it takes me twenty minutes one way to get to the college from my house. I also need an extra ten minutes to get to class, so please prefix thirty minutes to every class start time and add twenty minutes to every class end time I am going to give you. I can’t talk while traveling. On Mondays, I am usually not home for fifty to sixty minutes after my last class ends because we have to pick up my sister from high school before we drop me off at home (yes, all my siblings are going to public schools now just like “normal” children).
Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays; I am in class from 10:00am to 12:40pm.
Tuesdays, I am in class from 11:30am to 12:45pm.
Thursdays, I am in class from 10:00am to 12:45pm.
Currently, you can consider all these times in Mountain Standard Time. But when the time change occurs, it does not occur here. Arizona is stupid, we don’t observe the rule that everyone else does. So after April 2, 2006, consider me in Pacific Daylight Saving Time.
This schedule is in effect until May 7, 2006, my last regular day of class. The next week is exams week and will be subject to change. I have no idea what my exam schedule will be.
March 13-19 is my spring break but I will not be at home. I will be in Kansas from March 11 to the 18 so chances are that I will not be answering my phone. I’ll be busy having a vacation from school and calling my parents so they know I’m still alive and well.
So from now on, think before you call! Bookmark this page! Whatever you need to do!
(The day I write this entry, I have an essay to write. Due tomorrow, not even started yet. CAN’T TALK!)
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19. February 2006, 18:54
Shoot Me Now. Please
I believe that paraphrasing sources for a grade was a writing torture device devised by the devil himself and left on the pillow of my english teacher. Kind of like how Jane Eyre got her idea for advertising for a situation but this isn’t a good idea from a benevolent fairy.
This assignment makes me want to…I don’t know, kill myself or jump off a cliff. Just to get out of the misery of doing it. I’m probably having such a hard time because I’m missing some piece of information about what I should be doing. It seems like it should be so easy. But it just isn’t. The key to getting this done quickly and easily is eluding my grasp. Lord. I wonder if I could pay my sister or my brother to do it for me… if only.
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2. June 2005, 11:52
Effing Math
Numbers. Numbers, numbers, numbers. Numbers and symbols rain from the sky, drown me, swallow me, kill me.
x’s and a’s and multiplication and squareroots and little check marks on an assignment page. The clock glares at me, gestures towards those check marks and they mock me. They laugh in my face and grow and swell and consume me.
Frantic and dark and unhappy amidst the foggy water of unnecessaries. Eyes swim swim through the cloudy mud, arms and legs bound by confusion and frustration.
Falling, falling, onto murky paper, this ocean’s floor…
Tears consumed. Cries stifled.
Effing math.