I've found that the more that the week goes on, the harder it gets to focus in my 8 o'clock, not to mention keep my eyes open. It always seemed to me that it would get easier. Nevertheless, I'm finished with 8 o'clocks for the week, and have been sitting in the student lounge for the past half hour navigating between the school's weather advisory site, weather.com, and IM. I feel drained, I don't have any energy, and all I want to do is sleep.
A tropical storm - soon to be hurricane - just caused my night class to get cancelled. All I'm doing is sitting here waiting for a "statement" reagarding the rest of the day. This is the first storm I've seen since I've been here that's actually going to blast the inland part of Florida, and not just the coast...so basically I think we'll feel it this time. Not to mention the 26 or so inches of rainfall that we're supposed to get over the next couple days - that'll probably flood my car. That'll be kind of awesome, and by kind of I mean not at all.
I also just found out that if class is cancelled, they just entend the next session to make up for it. I guess you really can't cut corners in this program. Anyways, I basically am sitting on campus right now until 2, for a class that will probably be cancelled, and if not, it's only an hour. Either way, I'm going to be driving home in heavy rain, with crazy people on the road, that I'm not in the mood to deal with. Not saying that I'm not one of those crazy people or anything...
I'm hoping that my class tomorrow is cancelled, so I can at least have a long weekend to catch up on everything. I thought I would be looking forward to the weekends as a break from school since I'm on campus most of the day anyway during the week. Not the case so far at least, I have a lot of catching up to do if I want to stay ahead of things.
Anyways, enough ranting about school for now. I'll complain about the rain a little more...just kidding. Ok, I think I may curl up on this couch and try to take a little nap until I wait for a weather statement, since I'm finding it surprisingly hard, again, to concentrate...can you believe it?
If anyone has any suggestions for staying awake other than coffee (pending that they're legal-I don't want to hear about speed, or cocaine or anything like that), please let me know - cause I'm having a small problem staying awake through property law... I'm going to keep looking for hurricane updates, this campus is a huge ruckus right now - people are going crazy...and I'm going to start in a minute...that's the update for now...
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
Back In The Swing Of Things...
As my cat pushes her water bowl across the floor with her nose, trying to get attention, I find myself surprisingly distracted from doing work. I've fallen off the face of the Earth, it feels like, in the last couple weeks...or in other words, started law school.
I feel like I may fall off the face of the Earth over the next couple months too, so its pretty easy to assure myself that the summer is going to seem more and more appealing in retrospect - not that it wasn't appealing at the time, and I know its cliche and all, but you really don't know what you have till it's gone. All that spare time, without thinking that I should be doing something productive, would be kind of awesome right now. Even by throwing up this post right now it seems like I'm wasting time. Oh well, I've been doing a good job keeping up, and even ahead sometimes.
I've also found that I'll need to haul 2 backpacks to school, just to be able to take everything, as well as use a stupid locker that's smaller than a microwave. Awesome. Not to mention that UM seems like a school that will nickle and dime me for everything it can - and I wondered how it had money to throw us a million dollar dinner at the Biltmore. What was I thinking.
A funny thing I've noticed about class so far is this: you can do just about anything and fit in. I could wear just about anything under the sun around campus and find at least 5 other people wearing something similar. I guess that's just what you get with a big university, and it's been a lot different than Hope, that's for sure.
Things other than school have been going well too. Joe got the job he's been looking for since he came here, so I'm happy about that. His place is coming around too, we've been doing a good job supporting each other with new things in life, and it makes it a lot more enjoyable to be experiencing it with someone else. It seems as though everything is falling into place - now I just need to get through school alive, and I think that with the situation at hand, it's more than possible.
Anyways, I found out the hard way that if you get to campus after 10 then it's nearly impossible to get a parking spot anywhere on campus. Yes I have a parking pass, but when issued, it's issued as a "hunting license." Classy, I thought, but it's true.
It's kind of a wierd feeling, that everyone I meet from here on at school, is a competition to me. I feel as though it's a bad set-up for making legitimate friends, but seeing as how I can't change it, I'll deal with it. The school mandates that only a certain percentage of people can get A's, and B's, and so forth. So no matter how well I actually do, it's completely based on my comparison to others in my program. Kinda scary, but I guess you just have to watch out for some people, who only want your friendship to use it against you, or so I have been warned...
Anyways, there's a short update of how things have been going. Thank you, zero-balance on my credit card, and thank you 1000 dollar combined charge for books and parking pass...I'll take revenge on that eventually. Maybe have a bonfire with my books one night and make those s'mores I've been craving for awhile now. No, that would be silly - again, what was I thinking?
There's a creepy delay on my computer right now, and this is taking much too long to type...
"Back to school, back to school,
To prove to dad that I'm not a fool,
I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight,
I hope I don't get in a fight....."
-Billy Madison....ha-ha-ha:)
I feel like I may fall off the face of the Earth over the next couple months too, so its pretty easy to assure myself that the summer is going to seem more and more appealing in retrospect - not that it wasn't appealing at the time, and I know its cliche and all, but you really don't know what you have till it's gone. All that spare time, without thinking that I should be doing something productive, would be kind of awesome right now. Even by throwing up this post right now it seems like I'm wasting time. Oh well, I've been doing a good job keeping up, and even ahead sometimes.
I've also found that I'll need to haul 2 backpacks to school, just to be able to take everything, as well as use a stupid locker that's smaller than a microwave. Awesome. Not to mention that UM seems like a school that will nickle and dime me for everything it can - and I wondered how it had money to throw us a million dollar dinner at the Biltmore. What was I thinking.
A funny thing I've noticed about class so far is this: you can do just about anything and fit in. I could wear just about anything under the sun around campus and find at least 5 other people wearing something similar. I guess that's just what you get with a big university, and it's been a lot different than Hope, that's for sure.
Things other than school have been going well too. Joe got the job he's been looking for since he came here, so I'm happy about that. His place is coming around too, we've been doing a good job supporting each other with new things in life, and it makes it a lot more enjoyable to be experiencing it with someone else. It seems as though everything is falling into place - now I just need to get through school alive, and I think that with the situation at hand, it's more than possible.
Anyways, I found out the hard way that if you get to campus after 10 then it's nearly impossible to get a parking spot anywhere on campus. Yes I have a parking pass, but when issued, it's issued as a "hunting license." Classy, I thought, but it's true.
It's kind of a wierd feeling, that everyone I meet from here on at school, is a competition to me. I feel as though it's a bad set-up for making legitimate friends, but seeing as how I can't change it, I'll deal with it. The school mandates that only a certain percentage of people can get A's, and B's, and so forth. So no matter how well I actually do, it's completely based on my comparison to others in my program. Kinda scary, but I guess you just have to watch out for some people, who only want your friendship to use it against you, or so I have been warned...
Anyways, there's a short update of how things have been going. Thank you, zero-balance on my credit card, and thank you 1000 dollar combined charge for books and parking pass...I'll take revenge on that eventually. Maybe have a bonfire with my books one night and make those s'mores I've been craving for awhile now. No, that would be silly - again, what was I thinking?
There's a creepy delay on my computer right now, and this is taking much too long to type...
"Back to school, back to school,
To prove to dad that I'm not a fool,
I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight,
I hope I don't get in a fight....."
-Billy Madison....ha-ha-ha:)
Friday, August 05, 2005
Check Again Please
It's been a rough couple of days...mainly because I've been sick - and may as well have been on bedrest for the past 2 days. I've basically felt pretty useless. There haven't been many days where I actually didn't think I could work, but yesterday was one of them...I bit the bullet and called in sick. I hate doing that. Mainly because I hate people that do that, and hate the thought of being one of them. It's a different story when people actually are sick, but that's rarely the case. Nonetheless, seeing as how I didn't do much more that fall asleep in various places in my apartment, I feel as though my call was justified.
I think it got to the point yesterday where taking a combination of medicines made me see crazy things, not to mention feeling narcoleptic. One minute it was 3:30, the next, I woke up and it was nearly 8 - and I sometimes had no recollection of trying to fall asleep...anyway, I felt a little better when I woke up today, good enough to work sluggishly until about 3 when I came back here and crashed again for the evening.
It's friday night, nearly 9 o'clock, and I'm sitting here nursing down one of the four components of my recent diet: soup, oatmeal, juice, and fruit cups (it's soup right now), listening to Christmas music with my cat, and wondering if I went to sleep right now, would I be able to make it through the night? I tried to move onto solid food, like crackers and cereal today, but it felt like a knife on my throat...maybe i'll treat myself to some ice cream tonight.
I'm beginning to wonder what Christmas would look and feel like here. Some say it's just different, and some say it's not like Christmas at all. I don't know why I'm all that worried about it, seeing as how it's the beginning of August, and no one said I would even make it through school alive that far so maybe I shouldn't get my hopes up.
I've talked to my mom a couple times this past week, and things seem to be looking up a little. All I can say is at least they're not looking down any further. Thankfully, it didn't get worse than it did, and all I can do at this point is hope that it only gets better from here.
I've got a week left at work, it's been good, and I can see myself going back. I don't think I was there long enough to hate it. The way I see it, is that if I only work there in small incriments, like summers, then I won't ever be there long enough at one time to begin to despise it the way I did Carino's. It would be a shame to be able to complain that much about two different places in the same year.
I've watched about 3/4 of probably 5 movies in the last 2 days, mainly because I can't stay awake long enough to finish them. In addition to that, I started a new game of Kingdom Hearts, though I only made it about a half hour before I dropped the controller on my way to sleep. I think my body may be trying to tell me something.
I was only 100 dollars away from buying a bunny last week. It was the cutest little white bunny, and all it wanted to do was be loved. I though my cat and I could share the job, just kidding. I told my brother that I was thinking about it, he just laughed and said "wow, you're retarted."
I get to have tomorrow off to recooperate a little more, but then guess what, I get to work the patio on Sunday night so I'll get hellbent all over again. In addition to that, I get to open twice next week, which is ridiculous. All that means it I get to roll into work half asleep at 9:30 a.m., sort some spoons, wipe down tables, and set the whole restaurant up for less than 5 dollars while getting dictated to by some girl who has been there about 2 months longer than I have. Today she was trying to take th job of "manager," and started yelling at everyone trying to tell people what to do. Funny how she didn't make it halfway through her instructions to me before I was walking away. I hate it when people talk down to people for no reason, there's no reason why she couldn't have been civilized about it. It probably just made me more mad because I haven't been able to get coffee down in about 3 days now.
"Far off and here,
Whole and broken,
Who in necessity and in bounty wait,
Who's truth is light and dark,
Mute, though spoken,
By thy wide grace,
Show me thy narrow gate..."
I think it got to the point yesterday where taking a combination of medicines made me see crazy things, not to mention feeling narcoleptic. One minute it was 3:30, the next, I woke up and it was nearly 8 - and I sometimes had no recollection of trying to fall asleep...anyway, I felt a little better when I woke up today, good enough to work sluggishly until about 3 when I came back here and crashed again for the evening.
It's friday night, nearly 9 o'clock, and I'm sitting here nursing down one of the four components of my recent diet: soup, oatmeal, juice, and fruit cups (it's soup right now), listening to Christmas music with my cat, and wondering if I went to sleep right now, would I be able to make it through the night? I tried to move onto solid food, like crackers and cereal today, but it felt like a knife on my throat...maybe i'll treat myself to some ice cream tonight.
I'm beginning to wonder what Christmas would look and feel like here. Some say it's just different, and some say it's not like Christmas at all. I don't know why I'm all that worried about it, seeing as how it's the beginning of August, and no one said I would even make it through school alive that far so maybe I shouldn't get my hopes up.
I've talked to my mom a couple times this past week, and things seem to be looking up a little. All I can say is at least they're not looking down any further. Thankfully, it didn't get worse than it did, and all I can do at this point is hope that it only gets better from here.
I've got a week left at work, it's been good, and I can see myself going back. I don't think I was there long enough to hate it. The way I see it, is that if I only work there in small incriments, like summers, then I won't ever be there long enough at one time to begin to despise it the way I did Carino's. It would be a shame to be able to complain that much about two different places in the same year.
I've watched about 3/4 of probably 5 movies in the last 2 days, mainly because I can't stay awake long enough to finish them. In addition to that, I started a new game of Kingdom Hearts, though I only made it about a half hour before I dropped the controller on my way to sleep. I think my body may be trying to tell me something.
I was only 100 dollars away from buying a bunny last week. It was the cutest little white bunny, and all it wanted to do was be loved. I though my cat and I could share the job, just kidding. I told my brother that I was thinking about it, he just laughed and said "wow, you're retarted."
I get to have tomorrow off to recooperate a little more, but then guess what, I get to work the patio on Sunday night so I'll get hellbent all over again. In addition to that, I get to open twice next week, which is ridiculous. All that means it I get to roll into work half asleep at 9:30 a.m., sort some spoons, wipe down tables, and set the whole restaurant up for less than 5 dollars while getting dictated to by some girl who has been there about 2 months longer than I have. Today she was trying to take th job of "manager," and started yelling at everyone trying to tell people what to do. Funny how she didn't make it halfway through her instructions to me before I was walking away. I hate it when people talk down to people for no reason, there's no reason why she couldn't have been civilized about it. It probably just made me more mad because I haven't been able to get coffee down in about 3 days now.
"Far off and here,
Whole and broken,
Who in necessity and in bounty wait,
Who's truth is light and dark,
Mute, though spoken,
By thy wide grace,
Show me thy narrow gate..."
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