Friday FiveNo thinking allowed! Write down the first answers that pop into your head:
1 thing that's on your mind right now: I have way too much work to do.
2 songs you like: Breathe (2 a.m.), Follow Through (sung by Gavin Degraw and Anna Nalick)
3 things that make you angry: school, sometimes Greg, clumps of gross hair left in the shower drain
4 things that make you happy: chocolate, friends, getting work done, sleep
5 people who have made a big impact on your life: Greg, Jenny, Ms. Drago, my mom, God
Wow. Spring break is in two weeks. That's the middle of the semester.
Where does the time go?
Saturday: I don't remember what I did. Probably lots of sitting around, some studying, the usual. 'Cause I'm so interesting like that.
Sunday: I went to church alone since Sara was working on a paper. I went to confession beforehand, so now I'm reconciled with the Church (God and I made up long ago). It was weird, being alone all morning. Lonely. There's a girl who posted about mass in the UMD LJ community, and I offered to walk with her tomorrow. It's a long way to the chapel, and it's nice to have a buddy for the walk.
Monday: Another snow day. I was so convinced it wouldn't happen. Sunday night I'd given up on work, figuring I'd just be unprepared if we had school. I woke up at my normal time, shuffled across the room to check the UMD site, double-checked the calendar to make sure it was the right date, then went back to bed. I worked that day, finishing the things I'd skipped the night before. I managed to conquer my women's studies reading for the whole week; usually I have to finish it on Sunday just before Monday morning discussion.
Tuesday: Back to class. It was hard after such a long weekend. I finished my laundry well before I had to leave for class, which was a relief. After that, I came home to eat. I rushed out the door and walked all the way to Susquehanna to meet with my workshop teacher for my presentation Wednesday. I was so uncomfortable; I hate analyzing poetry, and I kept my coat on to be able to leave ASAP. After the meeting, I rushed back to CSPAC for class. I was about five minutes late, very tired, and sweaty. I was walking so fast for so long, my knee spasmed a few times on the last stretch to CSPAC. Buffy class was okay. I got an A and lots of good comments on my writing assignment, but I was still quiet during discussion. I have trouble with discussion most of the time. I try, but sometimes it's hard to jump in there and make a good point. Next week, we're discussing something related to airdate delays. When I saw all but the last three (?) seasons, I was in Germany. I got all the episodes basically back-to-back. Might be another quiet discussion for Lindsay. Astro lab was cold. Literally. We finally got to go outside for observations. We were all freezing by the time we got back inside though. It was so cold, my hands were red. My group actually didn't finish, but our lovely TA let us quit to finish some other time. Yay for her.
Wednesday: I was in a bad mood from the start. I was late out the door, and then, once I got to astro lecture, I realized I'd left my homework in the dorm. We have to turn it in at the beginning of lecture because they give out the solutions as we leave, so I was just out. Now, not only do I have to do every other homework, but they all have to be good. (We get to drop the lowest; that one will be what I drop.) I spent at least three hours total working on that homework, and I got
zero credit for it. I was pissed. I revised my paper for my workshop presentation, just barely leaving in time to eat before class. I had to do the reading while I ate. I think my presentation went okay. She didn't ask anything I couldn't answer; my biggest presentation fear is that I'll look like I don't know anything. Women's studies lecture felt shorter than usual. My professor brought up a mythological reason for control of women's sexuality: Pandora's box. The argument was that, once Pandora "opened" her "box", all the pain and suffering was released onto the world. Sounds like crap to me. The video we watched was interesting, though. Ever notice how, when boys are violent, the media rants about "kids killing kids", but when a girl does the same thing, they wonder what's happening to the women? Sign Language Club was interesting. We did colors and clothing. I modeled in an odd fashion show.
Yesterday: I slept in a little. We analyzed poetry in my lit class, which is so unfair. I already have a poetry class. We discussed in groups, which was a nice change from lecture with a "usual suspects" discussion. I accidentally didn't do the reading for my honors seminar, but it turned out to not be an issue. I spent two hours IMing Greg, then ate dinner with Sara and some floormates. After that, I studied straight for my astro exam. I got distracted for a while talking to Guy and Megha, but then I kept studying. On the way to bed, I was distracted by the Internet and chatting in the bathroom, but I got to bed around 1 a.m. It's sad when that's relatively early. There were five guys in the hall talking to Caryn, my neighbor, so I eavesdropped while I fell asleep.
This morning, I got up at the right time, but something managed to leave the building ten minutes late. I rushed into the Diner and scarfed a bagel, then fast-walked with Jonathan to astro. I joined the clump of students in the lobby while we waited to be let into the lecture hall for the exam. I'm not sure how I did. I must have spent too much time on the multiple-choice section, because I had to rush through the last question to be able to finish when the professor called time. Scary. I went to visit Greg for a while. We talked; he made me lunch. Then I went to Anne Arundel to be part of a student panel for the open house. We didn't actually do much. I came back to the dorm, then left again for Anne Arundel. I've volunteered to be Honors E-Buddy. I get to bother admitted minority students about answering questions and such. Less intrusive than phone calls, but same purpose.
I've pretty much been sitting around since then. Not good, since I have to catch up on this week's
Diamondback (though some days it makes me want to cry). I also have a bunch of work to do, just like every weekend. There must be a better way to do this school thing and get good grades. Everyone else isn't running themselves into the ground.
Argh.
