Oh crap
Heavenly Sword comes out this week for the PS3. Not good considering I have a test on Friday and a test on Monday. I remember back in the high school days when the only test I would get worried about was Algebra II/Pre-Calculus/Calculus. I didn't give a crap about anything else. I studied maybe 15 minutes for any other test and would make an A. Now I genuinely have to give a crap about my studies. I have to actively read and actively think which makes my Thursdays suck donkey balls. I have Bio recitation from 8:25-9:15. Dr. Huber is no pushover. He actually makes you want to understand the material which is great and all, but so far, it's just been CHEMISTRY! I hate chemistry with a passion! So actively thinking for 50 minutes while under the pressure of not having enough time to finish an assignment. Immediately after that, I have Physics lab. Again, I have to actively think about this stuff in order to get it done in time. That lasts, at the most, for 2 hours and 40 minutes. That's potentially 3 hours and 30 minutes of active thinking right there! I don't mind when I've been exposed to concepts beforehand, and I'm required to use the necessary skills I've learned to complete an assignment; I honestly don't. I actually enjoy it because it hones my capabilities further. However, when I'm JUST THEN introduced to a concept and immediately told to apply it, things can get frustrating because I haven't had the slightest chance to identify potential problems and work out said problems. Like I said, it's very frustrating. Also, with 18+ hours of classes (+ because of the labs) every week, things can get a bit hectic. I feel frustrated in that I don't have enough time to get everything done. Reading is a pain in the ass because there's so much to absorb. I'm grateful for my easy Old Testament class which provides me with a much needed respite from the incessant chaos of the other classes. Biology, like I said, is primarily chemistry for now; History is just an endless sea of text with no obvious highlights or major points; Physics could potentially be bad if I fall behind or the test is way harder than the problems I've been working; Biopsychology could potentially be hard if I study the wrong thing. I miss summer, dammit!
On to a more positive note, I had a visually orgasmic albeit extremely brief dream today. I was in a parking lot that resembled the Willet Science center parking lot with buildings in the locations of where the buildings really are on Mercer's campus. However, these things towered over the buildings in reality. The buildings were actually gigantic monitors that were used to establish a form of control over society. The sky was a dull gray abyss, filled with clouds that matched the dismal mood. However, solar vortexes manifested themselves throughout random places in the sky. They twisted into existence, bringing with them a brilliant spectrum of colors. The monitors began to shatter, spraying particles of glass everywhere, yet nothing touched the ground. The solar rays slowly seeped through the cracks of the depressing sky until they connected and gained strength. Within a few minutes, the endless gray was replaced by a beautiful radiance that turned the former skyscrapers into divine, grandiose architecture. I was just in awe watching all of this happen, and I could feel myself growing more ecstatic as the sun broke through of the restraining clouds.
I remember waking up immediately after that dream and thinking "Wow." Maybe it's a sign of good things to come?
On to a more positive note, I had a visually orgasmic albeit extremely brief dream today. I was in a parking lot that resembled the Willet Science center parking lot with buildings in the locations of where the buildings really are on Mercer's campus. However, these things towered over the buildings in reality. The buildings were actually gigantic monitors that were used to establish a form of control over society. The sky was a dull gray abyss, filled with clouds that matched the dismal mood. However, solar vortexes manifested themselves throughout random places in the sky. They twisted into existence, bringing with them a brilliant spectrum of colors. The monitors began to shatter, spraying particles of glass everywhere, yet nothing touched the ground. The solar rays slowly seeped through the cracks of the depressing sky until they connected and gained strength. Within a few minutes, the endless gray was replaced by a beautiful radiance that turned the former skyscrapers into divine, grandiose architecture. I was just in awe watching all of this happen, and I could feel myself growing more ecstatic as the sun broke through of the restraining clouds.
I remember waking up immediately after that dream and thinking "Wow." Maybe it's a sign of good things to come?