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I do a presentation on my thesis tonight at 6pm. I'm nervous because, well, my thesis isn't shaping up too good at the moment. I was going to use most of Thanksgiving break to really whip it into shape. This semester has been stressful, once again dealing with doctors appointments and being put on and off medications to fix my problems. I'm working on my presentation right now, gathering photographs and other things to make it lively. I almost want to put on a photograph from the Road to El Dorado as a joke and hope that the faculty thinks it's funny. But maybe that's me stretching? I'm nervous about presenting this in front of the faculty, not my fellow students. What if I have some seriously WRONG information in my presentation? I'm going to get called out on it in a heart beat. It's only a 10 minute presentation so I have to make sure I have enough information to fill 10 minutes - enough CORRECT information that is. My topic is on racial hierarchy and how that affected political and economic structures in colonial latin america (specifically Mexico City) after conquest. Sounds like a hoot right?
I just want my body to get used to the medication I'm on. I'm so sick of not knowing when I'm going to pass out and when I'm going to wake up. I hate the constant pins and needles feeling in my hands and feet. I also don't like not knowing what I'm saying half the time. I use the wrong words all the time and don't realize it until someone goes "I think you meant to say sympathy?" (I guess I said symphony) but I do it EVERYDAY all the time. My mouth is a jumble of word sald and the only reason I'm able to type this right now with any level of coherency is because I just woke up. My brain works the best when I've just woken up. As the day goes on.... the brain goes away.
I still plan on moving to Maine in May at the earliest and August at the latest. I'm going up there over spring break to look for a job and for places to live. I'm going to be checking out Portland, Bangor, and Augusta... perhaps maybe even a few other little places, I'm not sure yet. I'm not going to be flying because I'm not 25 and can't rent a car yet. So I'll be driving up to Maine. If anybody is down for a sick nasty roadtrip up north, let me know. Gas prices have plummeted like nobodies business so it's going to cost very little. We might even make a stop in NYC or Boston, not sure yet. But yeah... thats the plan.
I'm going to get back to work.
I just want my body to get used to the medication I'm on. I'm so sick of not knowing when I'm going to pass out and when I'm going to wake up. I hate the constant pins and needles feeling in my hands and feet. I also don't like not knowing what I'm saying half the time. I use the wrong words all the time and don't realize it until someone goes "I think you meant to say sympathy?" (I guess I said symphony) but I do it EVERYDAY all the time. My mouth is a jumble of word sald and the only reason I'm able to type this right now with any level of coherency is because I just woke up. My brain works the best when I've just woken up. As the day goes on.... the brain goes away.
I still plan on moving to Maine in May at the earliest and August at the latest. I'm going up there over spring break to look for a job and for places to live. I'm going to be checking out Portland, Bangor, and Augusta... perhaps maybe even a few other little places, I'm not sure yet. I'm not going to be flying because I'm not 25 and can't rent a car yet. So I'll be driving up to Maine. If anybody is down for a sick nasty roadtrip up north, let me know. Gas prices have plummeted like nobodies business so it's going to cost very little. We might even make a stop in NYC or Boston, not sure yet. But yeah... thats the plan.
I'm going to get back to work.