Diseased By Information Blinded By What We Know
Finally back at school. I'm so glad to be back. Got here early Saturday, helped Katie move her stuff in, bought books, unpacked, went grocery shopping, and cleaned like crazy. Books were under $150 this semester. That's incredible.
Adam brought three of his friends over and Katie spent the night Saturday. Full house. It was a lot of fun though. There was some unexpected wrestling and furniture moving, but everything was good. Perfect guests. They even made breakfast the next morning, cleaned their mess, and did my dishes. I had a really good time with Adam too. It's nice to actually be able to hold a conversation with someone without feeling like you're searching for something to say. He makes me really think. Which, of course, is what I'm all about. Can't wait to do it again.
Sunday night one of the board members called Manda and I to tell us we won't be able to do our duet this semester but that they really wanted us to choreograph a group ballet. Neither of us have choreographed before. We told them last night we'd do it. eeeek. I don't want people to hate it or for it to turn out shitty. It's one thing to do a solo or duet and suck, it's another thing to do a dance for 20 girls and have them hate you for giving them a stupid piece. We went to the dance studio and worked on it today. I'm actually really happy with what we have so far. Hopefully we get girls who are ready to work hard and are perfectionists like we are. If we do, we're golden. If we don't, a learning experience I suppose. Either way, our song kicks ass and everyone should come see it at the end of the semester =]
Classes are going really well so far. I only have 3 real classes. Research methods, Learning psych, and Philosophy. I think I'm going to looooove philosophy. He seems like an awesome professor- he's young, funny, cusses left and right, and pretty darn attractive. Learning is with a prof I've already had, so I know the structure of the class and should have no problem with doing well. Group project though. We all know how I feel about group projects. They can eat my ass. Research methods I'm not sure about yet. I mean, it's going to be a lot of work, but I could still do well. I got an A in 300, so hopefully 400 isn't that much different. Idk how I feel about the prof yet. His opener was a few jokes though. He gets points for that. Dance will be dance. A lot of the girls from troupe are in the two classes, that should be interesting. Girls are competitive assholes, myself included. Manda's in ballet with me though so that should be fun. Modern is at 9am. That's going to get really old really fast. But I'm done every day by 2! It's sooo nice. Idk what to do with myself all day.
Sometimes I'm unfair to people. It literally haunts my dreams. I don't know what to do.
Things are different. But is it worth it? I hate making choices. I think I'll feel it out a bit more and see what's really going on.
Now I have a short paper to write. What an asshole. The first day. Bah.
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Oh, baby don't you know I suffer?
Oh, baby can you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretenses.
How long until you let me go?
Adam brought three of his friends over and Katie spent the night Saturday. Full house. It was a lot of fun though. There was some unexpected wrestling and furniture moving, but everything was good. Perfect guests. They even made breakfast the next morning, cleaned their mess, and did my dishes. I had a really good time with Adam too. It's nice to actually be able to hold a conversation with someone without feeling like you're searching for something to say. He makes me really think. Which, of course, is what I'm all about. Can't wait to do it again.
Sunday night one of the board members called Manda and I to tell us we won't be able to do our duet this semester but that they really wanted us to choreograph a group ballet. Neither of us have choreographed before. We told them last night we'd do it. eeeek. I don't want people to hate it or for it to turn out shitty. It's one thing to do a solo or duet and suck, it's another thing to do a dance for 20 girls and have them hate you for giving them a stupid piece. We went to the dance studio and worked on it today. I'm actually really happy with what we have so far. Hopefully we get girls who are ready to work hard and are perfectionists like we are. If we do, we're golden. If we don't, a learning experience I suppose. Either way, our song kicks ass and everyone should come see it at the end of the semester =]
Classes are going really well so far. I only have 3 real classes. Research methods, Learning psych, and Philosophy. I think I'm going to looooove philosophy. He seems like an awesome professor- he's young, funny, cusses left and right, and pretty darn attractive. Learning is with a prof I've already had, so I know the structure of the class and should have no problem with doing well. Group project though. We all know how I feel about group projects. They can eat my ass. Research methods I'm not sure about yet. I mean, it's going to be a lot of work, but I could still do well. I got an A in 300, so hopefully 400 isn't that much different. Idk how I feel about the prof yet. His opener was a few jokes though. He gets points for that. Dance will be dance. A lot of the girls from troupe are in the two classes, that should be interesting. Girls are competitive assholes, myself included. Manda's in ballet with me though so that should be fun. Modern is at 9am. That's going to get really old really fast. But I'm done every day by 2! It's sooo nice. Idk what to do with myself all day.
Sometimes I'm unfair to people. It literally haunts my dreams. I don't know what to do.
Things are different. But is it worth it? I hate making choices. I think I'll feel it out a bit more and see what's really going on.
Now I have a short paper to write. What an asshole. The first day. Bah.
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Oh, baby don't you know I suffer?
Oh, baby can you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretenses.
How long until you let me go?