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Aug 19, 2008 10:58

There is something infinitely nice about coming home and NOT napping for three hours, getting up and starting the evening. It's so much nicer to just do stuff and then go to bed all at once at night. MUCH nicer.

I was dead tired all last evening but somehow managed to do stuff. Mainly watch TV.
I've promised myself that starting tonight, it'll be hard core (or as much as I can handle) LSAT studying. My schedule is shifting for the fall and it does not involve too many 6 a.m. shifts. Only on Sundays and I can deal with that. No more early shifts = more awake time in the evenings (esp. non-tired ones) so I can actually focus and study.
It's hard to get motivated to study, especially since no one around me is studying and I haven't all my study buddies to chat with in between study periods. Although when I go to the library, there are people studying, which is encouraging.

Last time I went to the lib, though, there was this old man sniffling and snorting and sorting out his mail right next to me. Two or three bags full of unopened mail. Holy crap, you've got to be kidding me. So not only was HE being loud, but his work was loud too. Tearing open the envelopes, shuffling the letters...ARGH. Next time I'm SO not sitting near an empty table.

I could do coffeeshops, but non-school coffee shops involve loud people who aren't studying. So that might not work. Although it would during the day and since I'll have non-weekend weekends, that's not a bad idea. And school's starting soon as well, so annoying high schoolers on holiday can't populate the cafés on weekdays. HURRAH. That's a big bonus.

I can't believe the school year's starting soon. My youngest brother is starting high school. He keeps asking me if I was nervous about my first day of high school. I told him I couldn't remember that far back (yes, I was evading the question). Thinking on it though, I think I was nervous, for maybe 10 seconds. Or five minutes. Actually, I think I was excited. It was a clean start for me because my family and I had moved at the end of eighth grade and I'd had a miserable time getting adjusted to yet ANOTHER school in such a short amount of time. I'd just gotten used to my peers in eighth grade (I'd moved at the end of seventh grade to one junior high and then jerked away to a new school for the end of eighth grade. My teen years before high school were a JOY) and had to get used to a group of super snobby people. High school to me meant meeting new people and getting to know some of the people I'd befriended at the end of eighth grade a little better.

First day of high school ended up being all right. I met a lot of my current really good friends that first day. High school was a great experience for me, it's where I really became me.
My brother's going to have a blast (I hope). Enjoy your first day, kiddo!

It's hard to believe this is the second year in a row I won't be celebrating (or dreading) a first day of classes. I really miss classes and school. I'm a nerd, it is true.

Well, to all those going back to school, have a great year! To the rest of us...the same.

life, random

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