I took and failed a Multivariable Calculus test on Friday. This is a problem. Also, I now feel a little weird around my roommate because she had to comfort me while I sobbed into my pillow.
So far I've had to look up 16 words from
The Final Solution, and I've only read 11 pages. I guess some of them I figured out from context clues, and others I had a basic idea of what they meant, but I still looked up:
pilule
rubicund
cantonment
anomaly
parsimonious
prolix
annals
querulous
flatted
housemartins
eaves
machination
avian
irascible
esperanto
pastille
Also, I was surprised while reading The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes to find descriptions of Holmes' periodic use of cocaine!
My social life pretty much consists of netflix these days. I liked The Jerk, Zoolander, and Harold and Maude; Caddyshack was okay, and I did not like Airplane- as much as I wanted to like whatever Sam Weir likes. I'm looking forward to the next shipment of Being John Malkovich, Punch-Drunk Love, and Do the Right Thing. I'm probably going to watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind on Valentine's Day since I don't have a Calc assignment to do.
I don't actually want to share anything about how I'm doing in this entry, but I really wanted to update so that I could use one of my icons. I'm finding it pretty impossible to communicate anymore- there is so much weighing on me, but I don't want to talk about it with anyone, so everything ends up sounding superficial. I'm probably going to erupt at someone soon. Then I'm going to have to deal with a meaningful "How're you doing?" the next time I run into him/her. Yuck.
Tomorrow I really have to do some catch up work for my National Identity in the Balkans class. I wish Calc wasn't kicking my ass so much.