Oh, make my work disapear!
I wish my homework would go away. Can't it tell that it isn't wanted? I have five papers to do in the upcoming weeks, and I haven't started a single one of them. I tried, this weekend, to get started on one, but my efforts came to naught. I was not in the mood to lock myself away and do work. I was in the mood to hang out with friends, watch "Down with Love", watch anime (oh, the anime marathon my anime club put on last night. 13 hours of Neon Genises Evangelion. Ahhhhh...so many moments to be treasured. And the contest during the marathon: "Sing like you want to Lose." My roomates and I sang like we wanted to lose, and we won...or lost...or something? Anyway, we placed first and brought home an adorable Rukia doll. The custody battle over her should be fun. Our song, which we sang so well like the losers we were? It was our creation, called "L can hear the bells" -Abbie, you'll get that joke when you finish Deathnote - and it was from our made up musical "Deathspray". Also found in "Deathspray, the musical": Goodmorning Tokyo, sang by Light. It was brillent, and Sharona made a wonderful slide show to go along with it. Anyway...), and read for fun. Everytime I tried to work on my paper, I got depressed and unfocused, so then I went on to more diverting activities. It was good fun this weekend, but I'll pay for it in the upcoming days. Ah well, it will all get done (or not) and I'll go home in three weeks. This week, I have a Teach For America interview to worry about. An interveiw that will take place in Syracuse. Syracuse. Why? Why can't I go to the interview here, on campus? My roomie has her interview here. So does everyone else who applied that I know. Why me, in Syracuse, over an hour away? And I don't have a car. How am I going to get to Syracuse? Someone in Cornell is supposed to pick me up, and I hope that works out, otherwise it will be a taxi, joy joy. They had better take me, after all this. I have to start the day of group activities/interviews at 9am , so I'll have to leave here at 7am. boo. And I won't get back until 6pm-ish. double boo. and then it will be a weekend of papers that will greet me. triple boo. Sigh. But THIS weekend was fun. I'll look back on it fondly.