Actually, that's false. I can't even yawn, because if I give way to any notion of how tired I am, I will fall fast asleep.
I was up until 2AM working on my ethics paper... and then I couldn't work on it anymore and so I chose to sleep and wake up early this morning at 7:30 to finish it.. which, even then, I was far too exhausted to think philosophically about ethics, so my paper ended up being a few pages short. It's my own fault, I can't deny, and every time I think to myself, "I don't know why I wait until the last minute" ... however, I still do it. I'll never know. At least I've progressed... I no longer wait until the night before to do everything, I at least begin a few days in advance. Maybe in the next ten years I will progress towards eliminating all procrastination from my life.
Susan Boyle, anyone? Have I mentioned her, already? Cause I freaking love that youtube video.
Yesterday, we had a special Life Group over at the Jacobs'. Their neighborhood has a sort of club house area with a small pool, a basketball court, tennis court and others. I brought my rackets and Matt Vick and I played tennis for a few minutes before we all went in to eat dinner (which happened to be a very steady college meal of pizza and brownies... I failed in resisting temptation and ate both, washing it all down with some cold sweet tea, yum!) and then the storm of the century came down and we took that as a sign from the Lord that meant, "Get home now and work on your ethics paper."
Alas, we are amidst Hamlet in World Lit and Mr. Thomason is letting us listen to the play on CD, which is brilliant, I know I've raved about it before, but it really is.
In other news: obviously, it being 4/20, everyone is either making dumb pot-smoking jokes or revering about the Columbine incident. Reading an article on yahoo news I was baffled to realize that it was ten years ago. It also amazes me that at eleven years of age I was mentally apt enough to feel the way I felt watching the news that day. I won't go into the "... I remember that day like it was yesterday..." spill.
Will write more later!
20.4.09
17.4.09
What a day!
I went to all of my classes, 10, 11 and 2, then I had a doctor's appointment at 3:30 and worked from 5 to midnight.. phew!
I am glad tomorrow is Saturday. I do have to work from 4 to 12, but I get the morning to myself, and hopefully I can devote some of that time to cleaning my room. It needs it! I will charge my camera battery and maybe take a before and after photo.
Whenever I become tired in the late hours of the night, I become a little rude. It's like the little guy that's in my brain holding my censor up is nodding off and I can't be nice. I know that's awful, but I also know that when you're tired, you're tired. And regardless of how tired or not tired I am, some people are just dumb.
My first two classes were very fun/funny in two different ways. First, Dr. Fil today had to hand out our course evaluation sheets. He opened the notes onto the projector and said, "Okay, this is such and such, look really quickly, did you look? Okay." and proceeded to click out of it. He assigned Danny to hand out the evaluations and left us. Not all that surprising, but a little bit at the same time. Then, in Mr. Thomason's class we've been listening to an audio recording of some actors doing Hamlet, which, has surprisingly affected me in such a weird way. I've always enjoyed Shakespeare, especially his more comical work, but for some reason, listening to these actors, it just makes me realize how much of a genius this man was. No one could ever have or will ever write such witicisms.
Anyhoo.. it's definitely time for me to get to bed. Goodnight!
I am glad tomorrow is Saturday. I do have to work from 4 to 12, but I get the morning to myself, and hopefully I can devote some of that time to cleaning my room. It needs it! I will charge my camera battery and maybe take a before and after photo.
Whenever I become tired in the late hours of the night, I become a little rude. It's like the little guy that's in my brain holding my censor up is nodding off and I can't be nice. I know that's awful, but I also know that when you're tired, you're tired. And regardless of how tired or not tired I am, some people are just dumb.
My first two classes were very fun/funny in two different ways. First, Dr. Fil today had to hand out our course evaluation sheets. He opened the notes onto the projector and said, "Okay, this is such and such, look really quickly, did you look? Okay." and proceeded to click out of it. He assigned Danny to hand out the evaluations and left us. Not all that surprising, but a little bit at the same time. Then, in Mr. Thomason's class we've been listening to an audio recording of some actors doing Hamlet, which, has surprisingly affected me in such a weird way. I've always enjoyed Shakespeare, especially his more comical work, but for some reason, listening to these actors, it just makes me realize how much of a genius this man was. No one could ever have or will ever write such witicisms.
Anyhoo.. it's definitely time for me to get to bed. Goodnight!
16.4.09
It's a little after eleven, and I'm going to be regretting staying up this late when I have to force myself awake in the morning. I do love this time of the night, though, because it's very peaceful. Not a lot of cars are driving, I don't have any obligations, and to me, as much as I love the warmth and color of the sunshine, it is rather rude on the sentiments.
My room is a big mess. It has been for months, and I just can't find the time or energy to clean it. Last weekend I made a little bit of progress, but that progress has been regressing as the week has gone on. I'm hoping that Saturday morning I can but a little spring in my step and get to it! Otherwise, I'm never going to be able to paint my room.
Momda booked our flights to Denver tonight. Wee! It's weird how psychologically our minds work. I am very excited about the trip, but I am sad that the flight money is leaving my bank account. That's normal, I assume, but no one really ever admits it to themselves or their audience. I would like to lose some pre-op weight before the trip, of course.
Tomorrow I go to see Dr. Childs. He's my PCP and I believe he will be very excited to hear about my progress towards surgery! It's strange, he's very much the only doctor I've ever been to that I feel that I can sit and talk to for hours. Which, sometimes we do! He's a very compassionate doctor and (as a rarity) enjoys spending time getting to know his patients.
On to a bit of pop culture ... I watched/listened to the video of the perfunctorily famous Susan Boyle (is that her name?) today.. and needless to say, I was stunned. I had to hold back the tears as to not look like a fool in front of my family, but, I was wow'd. And I can't quite decide whether it was simply her talent that roused me, or the combination of said talent with her unconventionality that had such an affect on me. Either way, she was brilliant and I will be one of many, I'm sure, to buy ANY album she comes out with. Okay, well, only if it's beautiful remakes of Broadway hits, but, I'll give her iTunes a dollar or two otherwise .
Anyway.. there is something dancing in the back of my mind that I need to do before I go to bed, but I can't quite pick it out, so I'm going to get ready for bed and hopefully it will come to me.
Goodnight!
My room is a big mess. It has been for months, and I just can't find the time or energy to clean it. Last weekend I made a little bit of progress, but that progress has been regressing as the week has gone on. I'm hoping that Saturday morning I can but a little spring in my step and get to it! Otherwise, I'm never going to be able to paint my room.
Momda booked our flights to Denver tonight. Wee! It's weird how psychologically our minds work. I am very excited about the trip, but I am sad that the flight money is leaving my bank account. That's normal, I assume, but no one really ever admits it to themselves or their audience. I would like to lose some pre-op weight before the trip, of course.
Tomorrow I go to see Dr. Childs. He's my PCP and I believe he will be very excited to hear about my progress towards surgery! It's strange, he's very much the only doctor I've ever been to that I feel that I can sit and talk to for hours. Which, sometimes we do! He's a very compassionate doctor and (as a rarity) enjoys spending time getting to know his patients.
On to a bit of pop culture ... I watched/listened to the video of the perfunctorily famous Susan Boyle (is that her name?) today.. and needless to say, I was stunned. I had to hold back the tears as to not look like a fool in front of my family, but, I was wow'd. And I can't quite decide whether it was simply her talent that roused me, or the combination of said talent with her unconventionality that had such an affect on me. Either way, she was brilliant and I will be one of many, I'm sure, to buy ANY album she comes out with. Okay, well, only if it's beautiful remakes of Broadway hits, but, I'll give her iTunes a dollar or two otherwise .
Anyway.. there is something dancing in the back of my mind that I need to do before I go to bed, but I can't quite pick it out, so I'm going to get ready for bed and hopefully it will come to me.
Goodnight!
New blog!
I go from blog to blog like I change my underwear. But, I feel like this is the best one yet. I will write more later!
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