ramblings
Maybe I should call 2009 The Year of LJ Updates; I think it took me six months to post this many entries to LJ last year. Go figure, right? Oh well. I like 2009 much better than I liked 2008 so it's all okay.
So, because I'm remiss, I'll hit the other high-but-not-as-high-as-the-afore-mentioned-seven-points of my life.
Last term sucked. Badly. I didn't flunk anything? But it was a close call. I am NEVER taking an Anthro class or a PE course at 8 in the morning EVER again.
Fall of 2008: WSU
Family Stress and Coping: A
Intro to Literary Criticism and Theory: A
Social Psych: B
Experimental Methods: C
Origin of Culture and Civilization: W
GPA: 3.15
Cumulative: 3.36
Fall of 2008: PCC
Aikido: D?
German Conversation: A?
GPA: ?
Cumulative: 3.?
I don't actually know what my PCC grades are, I still haven't worked up the nerve to look. But I did better than Nathaniel on a lot of the presentations in German Con and he got an A, so, I'm fairly certain I did too. But I'm almost positive I have a D in Aikido. the problem was that I never went to class. I would be up until 2 or 3 doing homework, and I'd wake up with a migrane. Migrains and I have a weird relationship. They show up for a while, and so long as I stay quiet for a while, they'll go away. If I try to do stuff with people early in the mornig (honestly, sometimes even a keyboard makes too much noise) then it STAYS. For H OURS. Which I try to avoid at practically all costs, as I'm sure you can imagine. So, I'd wake up at 7 with a migrane, and be l ike, okay. We can go in for this class we don't want to attend, with people you're trying to avoid, or we can sleep.
...
I almost inevitably chose sleep. I have no excuse for the Methods grade--I hated that stupid class, a C is passing, I don't CARE. I want it OVER and GONE and it IS. The Anthro class...you know you're doing something wrong when you pray you'll get a C. So. I withdrew from the class.
I am working with that crazy schedule of 22 credits, and I'm still working part time, so life is gettting more and more interesting by the day.
I have a laptop. It was my dad's, but he wanted a bigger one, so I managed to finangle the cute tiny one. Ithas a webcam and it is CUTE and it has a better than decent battery. I can't tell you how thrilled I am. ^_^ The only drawback is that it is SO much easier to goof off when the lecturer gets dull and boring because--oh, hey look, LolCatz... Seriously guys. Unless you have a laptop, you cannot FATHOM how easy it is to be distracted.
January has this bad habit of being the month of crazy changes. I'm not kidding. 2006 was me starting writing, 2007 was me changing my major, 2008 was me doubling my major, and 2009 is me wondering what the hell I'm doing it all for.
"Because I want to" is the only answer I can consistantly, honestly, give.
A bunch of people have recently pointed out (Coughreasonablycrazyccoughkraytdragoncough) that that might not be the best reason ever. Some (coughcoughcoughreasonablycrazycoughcough!!) have even gone so far as to smack me and tell me that there is LIFE out there. I giggled and told her school was a form of life. As flippant as my reply was, there is a lot of truth to that for me. School is my life. You could make the case that I'm doing all this crazy education stuff so that I can be more marketable for the work force, and that it's added job security---until you realize that I'm studying ENGLISH. ENNNNGLIIIIIIISH. Dude. A Ph.D. isn't going to be any more useful than a B.A. The B.S. in Psych might make it a little different, but, really? It'll basically be pointless. But I still kind of want to do it.
....which is why I know that half of the crazy plots flying around my head are complete academic suicide. What makes it really bad? I really like some of those plots. Like... .a lot. Crazy crazy lot. And they're not garunteed academic suicide, they'd just make it more... challenging. Really challenging. I like challenges.
But do I want to make those kinds of changes? I don't know yet. I figure I have about a year to make up my mind.
Which is SO FREAKING LONG, YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
Yeah, kidding much. :P
I'm looking out my window, and there's this gorgeous sunrise. It's actually really cloudy and icy this morn, so the entire ground is tinged with this crazy pink/orange, and the frost is making the green seem so melty, and the sky is this crazy steel blue and flaming pink and. It's pretty. I like it. God, you did good.
So, because I'm remiss, I'll hit the other high-but-not-as-high-as-the-afore-mentioned-seven-points of my life.
Last term sucked. Badly. I didn't flunk anything? But it was a close call. I am NEVER taking an Anthro class or a PE course at 8 in the morning EVER again.
Fall of 2008: WSU
Family Stress and Coping: A
Intro to Literary Criticism and Theory: A
Social Psych: B
Experimental Methods: C
Origin of Culture and Civilization: W
GPA: 3.15
Cumulative: 3.36
Fall of 2008: PCC
Aikido: D?
German Conversation: A?
GPA: ?
Cumulative: 3.?
I don't actually know what my PCC grades are, I still haven't worked up the nerve to look. But I did better than Nathaniel on a lot of the presentations in German Con and he got an A, so, I'm fairly certain I did too. But I'm almost positive I have a D in Aikido. the problem was that I never went to class. I would be up until 2 or 3 doing homework, and I'd wake up with a migrane. Migrains and I have a weird relationship. They show up for a while, and so long as I stay quiet for a while, they'll go away. If I try to do stuff with people early in the mornig (honestly, sometimes even a keyboard makes too much noise) then it STAYS. For H OURS. Which I try to avoid at practically all costs, as I'm sure you can imagine. So, I'd wake up at 7 with a migrane, and be l ike, okay. We can go in for this class we don't want to attend, with people you're trying to avoid, or we can sleep.
...
I almost inevitably chose sleep. I have no excuse for the Methods grade--I hated that stupid class, a C is passing, I don't CARE. I want it OVER and GONE and it IS. The Anthro class...you know you're doing something wrong when you pray you'll get a C. So. I withdrew from the class.
I am working with that crazy schedule of 22 credits, and I'm still working part time, so life is gettting more and more interesting by the day.
I have a laptop. It was my dad's, but he wanted a bigger one, so I managed to finangle the cute tiny one. Ithas a webcam and it is CUTE and it has a better than decent battery. I can't tell you how thrilled I am. ^_^ The only drawback is that it is SO much easier to goof off when the lecturer gets dull and boring because--oh, hey look, LolCatz... Seriously guys. Unless you have a laptop, you cannot FATHOM how easy it is to be distracted.
January has this bad habit of being the month of crazy changes. I'm not kidding. 2006 was me starting writing, 2007 was me changing my major, 2008 was me doubling my major, and 2009 is me wondering what the hell I'm doing it all for.
"Because I want to" is the only answer I can consistantly, honestly, give.
A bunch of people have recently pointed out (Coughreasonablycrazyccoughkraytdragoncough) that that might not be the best reason ever. Some (coughcoughcoughreasonablycrazycoughcough!!) have even gone so far as to smack me and tell me that there is LIFE out there. I giggled and told her school was a form of life. As flippant as my reply was, there is a lot of truth to that for me. School is my life. You could make the case that I'm doing all this crazy education stuff so that I can be more marketable for the work force, and that it's added job security---until you realize that I'm studying ENGLISH. ENNNNGLIIIIIIISH. Dude. A Ph.D. isn't going to be any more useful than a B.A. The B.S. in Psych might make it a little different, but, really? It'll basically be pointless. But I still kind of want to do it.
....which is why I know that half of the crazy plots flying around my head are complete academic suicide. What makes it really bad? I really like some of those plots. Like... .a lot. Crazy crazy lot. And they're not garunteed academic suicide, they'd just make it more... challenging. Really challenging. I like challenges.
But do I want to make those kinds of changes? I don't know yet. I figure I have about a year to make up my mind.
Which is SO FREAKING LONG, YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
Yeah, kidding much. :P
I'm looking out my window, and there's this gorgeous sunrise. It's actually really cloudy and icy this morn, so the entire ground is tinged with this crazy pink/orange, and the frost is making the green seem so melty, and the sky is this crazy steel blue and flaming pink and. It's pretty. I like it. God, you did good.