I feel like DEATH
I haven't updated in a while because I've been inundated. I have so many essays to write, books to finish, and things to do for my final project - I'm exhausted.
This weekend, I had to go to a workshop from 9-4 both Saturday and Sunday - REQUIRED, for a class. ON A WEEKEND. And next week is the last week of classes. It was horrible timing, because everyone had a million and two assignments to finish, including our group project for the class we were at the workshop for. Our project is due on Tuesday. Not only did going to this thing limit the amount of time we could work on it this weekend, but the workshop was useless to the project and made us feel like idiots.
We were grouped by living situation (freshman dorm, upperclassmen dorm, greek, off campus) and did projects to study an aspect of sustainability in our living situation. 3/4 of us ended up studying an aspect of recycling, because that is the easiest thing on campus people can do. So we designed and carried out our projects two weeks ago. Then we had this guy come talk to us about how our methods were horrible and how we should design projects. So it was almost completely useless for our project, except for our conclusion/recommendation part. UGH.
And to top it off, it was BEAUTIFUL all weekend long - 70s, sunny, just a little breezy - and we were stuck inside, but tempted by the huge windows in Trimble that lead to the beautiful outside. The only redeeming factor was that the school pulled out the fancy buffet because "members of the community" were there, so the food was pretty good. Highlight: mini chocolate mousse cakes.
I woke up half an hour later than I wanted to this morning with a horrible sore throat. I could barely swallow aspirin.
Today is the kind-of 1 month anniversary of when Will and I started dating. :) We can't decide when we really started going out... it's a three-day celebration so far lol.
To do today, hopefully in the next 2 hours:
1. Finish Joyce essay
2. Finish reading Refuge by Terry Tempest Williams - this is highly unlikely, since I still have upwards of 100 pages to go. Ugh.
3. Comment more on Matt's short story