Busy!
Tuesday (night)
Ahh my classes and activities have been crazy over the last few days! I’m the new business manager of my school’s newspaper, and since there hasn’t been a good business manager in the last couple years, no one really knows WTH is up. The main things I need to focus on are getting student payroll going, getting ads sold, and getting subscriptions to people who want them. I had four meetings for the paper just today, and one yesterday. I met with the accounting department, my faculty supervisor, my editor, and all the editors. I am just starting to understand what’s going on and what all I’ll be responsible for.
So that was today. Yesterday I had class from 10-4, read until dinner, dinner, read until my meeting at 9, and wrote a paper. Today I had a meeting, psych lab, lunch, meeting, hung out, meeting, bought laundry stuff, read Glamour, dinner, meeting, class for 2.5 hours. Busy days (minus the Glamour).
With being the business manager, writing a column, doing 4 (maybe 5) dances, film club, and 2 psych clubs, I should be plenty busy this semester. If I get bored I can always start my own community service club (something my school badly needs). I didn’t get into the singing group I auditioned for, but with the stress I’m already under it’s probably a good thing. (And doing auditions is always good – it allows you to be up in front of people, in the spotlight, with less nerves!)
Plus my class load is somewhat formidable. Two of my classes are pretty easy, one is ok, and two are pretty difficult. One of those requires reading basically a book a week, two handouts, reading a daily newspaper, and writing a paper per week. Yeah, right. I’ll do well to read the book and write the paper. Does the prof think we only do his class?
It appears that the worst of my stress for this week is over, but I need to stay up on reading. I’m starting to break out so hopefully my skin calms down soon. I just can’t wait for this weekend. D is getting in around 2 on Friday, ahh! I feel like it could be the end of the week already, with everything I’ve done.
Ok, time for sleep.
Em
Happy Friday!
Friday (duh :-p)
It’s that time of the week again. My favorite time of the week. Fridays are the best, because after Friday you still have Saturday to look forward to! Fridays signify the end of a long school week and the beginning of the screwing around time. Not that school has gotten insane yet, but there is still reading and class to deal with. My friend M and I already went and picked up stuff for tonight, and my friend S and I are going to make dinner and daquiris tonight. After that, maybe there will be a big party going on or something. It’s always hard to predict how nights will turn out around here … but it’s usually some combination of drinking, wandering around, hanging out, and partying. Usually weekend nights are good times 
. And I can’t wait ’til D comes next weekend!
Today I had 2 classes in the morning so now I’m done! I have dance practice later so that’s kind of irritating. And I should really do some reading – I have to have a whole book read by next Tuesday, on top of all the other reading I have to do. Gahh liberal arts. I can never enjoy reading for fun when I’m at school because it takes the place of the reading I should be doing. Also, the benefit of procrastination is that you never worry about anything up until you have to do it, and then it’s really stressful. But you can live the rest of your time unperturbed by thoughts of homework. (Or at least try to, in my case.) But this year I’m doing better so I’m trying to get things done ahead of time or at least somewhat, so I don’t have to completely cram.
Ok, I think it’s time for a nap. It’s cooled down enough that I can actually sleep.
Em
Age
Ok, just kidding about being done posting.
Is your physical age more important, or the wisdom you’ve gained through aging? Is it possible to be an old person who is internally only 20? What if that is me … what if all my physical aging is for nothing?
But then I think about it, and I’ve realized that even if I usually don’t consciously think about it, the experiences I’ve had throughout my life have directly shaped the person I am today. I don’t think it’s possible to go through life without having any sort of experience. Even the absence of experience is ironically an important one. If it was possible to live a life without any experiences, that would still greatly shape who you are.
I worry about forgetting. The past couple of years are already starting to blur and fade in this faulty piece of equipment called the memory. And I don’t know how to remember. I try and I try, but what is the best method? You would think experience would teach me this. Writing? Photographing? Photographs are so haunting because they both capture and limit an experience. Writing does the same. You are remembering, but only remembering the total experience in a very limited scope. Which is likely better than not remembering it at all. But forgetting is also a defense mechanism. There are parts of life it is better to forget, remember vaguely, or remember through rosy-colored glasses. The awful moments of today become the entertaining stories of tomorrow. If people remembered everything precisely, there are some things they would never do again. You learn through the bad times more than the good.
Ok, I am done philosophizing for now.
Em
Oh, what I would give for an amazing memory.
Covered in a layer of sweat …
Tuesday
Listening to: Beck
Wearing: Navy tank and shorts
Wanting: A/C
… That’s when you know it’s back to school. Several of the dorms here on campus haven’t moved into the 21st century yet and are still sans a/c. Including mine. Which is less than ideal on a 93 degree day. And because of the thick walls, the room/building is really slow to cool down. So that means lots of restless, hot (not in the good way) nights for Em. Yay! We have 3 fans going and right now I have the door open to try to get some semblance of circulation, but it’s still balls-hot in here.
On to other topics. For the most part, I’m making good on my promise to be a better college student. Or to be a more involved college student and enjoy it more. I’m striving to do my work to learn something, not just to get a grade. I’m getting excited about my classes. I’m trying out some new extracurriculars while staying involved or getting more involved in ones I was already a part of. I’m spending some time with friends, but not freaking out about spending time by myself. Aaand I basically have a single because my roommate is never in the room. Yays .
My phone crapped out on Saturday (possibly because of drunkenly dropping it a couple of times on Friday night), but it turns out it was the charger, not the phone. So I guess I don’t have to blame my drunk-ass after all. There was some drama involved with getting the new phone because I wanted to transfer all my pictures, and for some reason there’s no easy way to just plug the damn thing into a computer and have it work, a la a camera – what a novel idea! You just get a cord, plug it in, and can move things from folder to folder … whoa. Alas, verizon apparently does not belief in such shenanigans. So I ended up paying $40 more for a tiny 1 gig SD card (usually a 1 gig SD card {for a camera} would cost about $15) so that I could move my pictures from my new phone onto that, and then onto my computer. So freaking complicated. I just want my technology to work. But at least now when I stupidly forget my camera and take pictures on my phone, I will have a way to get them onto my computer. And therefore not slow my phone down ten-fold and have to stress about getting them off the phone. Granted, 75% of the pictures were really worthless, but there were some of old friends and family trips that I want to remember. I’m just excited about being able to transfer pictures to and from the computer. It seems like such a simple concept, but apparently it’s novel for the cellular device.
As of tonight I’ve had all of my classes at least once, including my evening class and my psychology lab. The evening class is about domestic public policy and is going to be a ton of reading and writing. I think it will be good because it will force me to read up on issues during the election year. My psych class seems like it will be a ton of work, and the other one requires a really cool service project. My philosophy class is awesome but I have some trouble enjoying Greek mythology. Thankfully we’re not only doing that. My business class is lame, as expected. And after day 1, yoga sucked, but I’m getting more into it now. “Downward facing dog” is actually pretty cool and relaxing.
This weekend was ok. On Friday I went swimming for one of my friends’ birthdays and then ate dinner and hung out with a different group than I usually do. They bought a ton of beers so that was kind of cool. Then I went over to another house and had some wine, and spent the night wandering between houses and one of the dorms. One of the parties got busted and at one point there were a ton of people outside of one of my friends’ houses, so everyone had to go elsewhere. I ended the night sitting outside on the steps of one of the dorms. Everyone dispersed and then I talked to D for awhile. On Saturday, I went with my friend S to pick up his chair. We had ice cream afterwards. That evening we went to eat at an outdoor BBQ and hear a band on campus. Later my other friend S and I felt kind of excluded by one group, so we left and drank whiskey sours with one of her friends. Then I hung out with the group more for awhile and they were being more chill. We headed over to a party, but apparently it had just gotten busted. (Been happening a lot.) So I left with M, but we headed back when we heard it was ok. I danced in the 1000 degree basement for a bit, before getting sick of all the sweatiness and hordes of annoying drunk people. (After five or so drinks I should have been one of them … I probably sweated it all out.) I forget what I did on Sunday. I tried to get my phone fixed and realized they were closed on Sundays. Then I did some reading, and I think I talked on skype at night since my phone was out of commission.
Yesterday I had class and a meeting over lunch. I went to bed early after talking to D for over an hour on skype. Yoga was super-early this morning, and psych lab was kind of intense. Went to lunch with I and A, which is pretty standard, and then drove to the phone place to see what was up. After that I hung out with my other friend M, who had just gotten back from going home for the weekend. We ended up sitting outside with a few people. They were going to go to a BBQ at 7, but I had class from 7-9:30. Thankfully it got out earlier, after asking us to read a shit-ton for next week and write an in-class essay about what we thought the role of government should be. Hrmm. Then I talked to my mom briefly, organized my schedule somewhat, and went to the library to study with S. Now I’m getting sleepy!
This weekend S wants us to go to another university because she has friends there, but I don’t know if I want to go, and I know a couple of our friends won’t want to. I’m kind of stuck because I’m the one with the car … :/. Oh, and D is visiting the weekend after this upcoming one!
Ok, shower and sleep for me!
Em
