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On my way to see my government adviser this afternoon, I ran into Dr. Sager in the elevator. I took all three of Dr. Sager's constitutional law classes and loved them. Even when I felt like not doing any of my other homework, this was the stuff I loved to do. I worked my ass off in his classes and really wanted him to think well of me. Unfortunately that never happened. Well, maybe he did think well of me, but I was never able to break into the Sager Circle. That always bugged me, but not enough for me to avoid him. I always learn something from Sager. I haven't enjoyed my other government classes nearly as much as I have enjoyed his.

Anyway, we said hello and then he said, "Haven't you graduated yet?!" He said the same thing to me last February when I saw him at a friend's wedding. I told him that I would be graduating in May and he said, "My, it's taking a long time, hmm?" GROWL No, stupid! It isn't! I took my first class with you in Spring of 1999! I will graduate a mere 3 years after that, you jerk! Argh! Yes, I am 24. Yes, all my friends from high school have graduated and have Real Lives. But I have only been going to school full time since Fall 1998. Eight semesters. Four years. Bite me, Sager. Oh, and by the way, I am enrolling in your Law of Politics class next spring. Think I could get a recommendation letter for law school? Argh.

So on to the meeting with the government advisor. I am so close to graduation I can almost taste it. Assuming I pass the italian class and the geology class, I will only need to take 2 government classes, a sociology class and the final italian class. That seems like a decent semester. A government class with Sager and one on the politics of the Supreme Court. Bitter (YCT chair) is going to take the Sager class with me, so I am doubly excited. As for sociology, there are tons of great classes being offered. I am hoping to get into the Deviance class. It shouldn't be a problem as I get to register early in the process. Of course italian will continue to kick my ass. I told my advisor that if I ever become rich I will only donate large sums of money to the University if they lower the language requirement to 2 semesters instead of 4. Italian has been the source of so much stress the past couple years. Ugh. And I will be broke for so long by the time I get to Italy I will have forgotten all those silly verbs and phrases! Bah to a liberal arts education.

I have decided to change my status to pass/fail in my government class. This means the class will only count as an elective and not contribute to my major. But that is fine because 1. to try for a grade would screw up my 3.5 in government, 2. the requirement it fulfilled can be easily replaced by the Supreme Court class. And, in case you didn't know already, I hate this class. A lot.

But the basic point is that there seems to be a light at the end of the tunnel. Now if I can just make it through without getting hit by the train.
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I feel so freakin good today. I'm a little tired, and I am behind in a couple of my classes, but I just feel....exuberant.

After italian class today, I sat at my bus stop reading Atlas Shrugged (yes, finally Mikey) and eating chocolate. It has been sunny but not too hot today with a lovely breeze. It typically takes about 4 busloads to disperse the massive crowd at my bus stop. Instead of fighting the hordes today, I sat them out. I was able to take an empty bus home and read the whole way.

I was supposed to have lunch with a friend of mine today, but like the slug I have become, I overslept. I woke up just as I should have been getting off the bus and going to the Egg Roll Death Cart to meet her. Rachelllll! I'm sorry. Please email me.

Okay, I am off to get the oil changed in my car, pick up my prescription and some mystery pictures I had developed, and make a copy of my insurance so I can send the state its blood money for my car.
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Hm. I have slipped from cooking my meals everyday to el cheapo frozen meals. I predict that by Friday I shall be surviving on whatever crackers or twizzlers are left in the apartment. Actually, I had better cook tomorrow. I bought meat at the grocery store yesterday, in a flash of optimism, and it would really kill me to have to toss it out. I already have to throw out some sausage that has been staring at me for a couple of weeks now. I would just toss it all in the freezer, but then I would never cook it. When I moved out of the old apartment I threw out about 10 bucks worth of chicken that I thought I would eventually cook. The sell by dates were from last September and November.

First day of school was today. I had italian, 1-2pm. I got to the bus stop at noon, right on schedule. I arrived at the classroom with plenty of time to spare, so I leafed through my notes from previous italian classes. I noticed people around me with the telltale purple italian book writing what looked to be essays. There were too many of them on the same page in the book for it to be coincidental, so I asked someone what the deal was. Turned out that the italian professors all gave a homework assignment to their ITL507 classes. I wasn't in ITL507 last semester. I was in the accelerated second year italian class. If I had passed it I would be done with this ridiculous language requirement.

I am all for well-rounded students. I think people should be aware of cultures besides their own. But I don't think I should have to take four semsters of a language when business and most of the science students don't. People should know foreign languages. But we should learn them in elementary school, while our brains are still mushy.

Ugh. It is killing my GPA. Of course, so are the science requirements. And the math. And the electives. Okay, I would rather just take all government classes. Would that be too much to ask?
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hip, hip.

In a burst of energy late last night (or early this morning) I finished putting the apartment together. I finally put away all my shoes and my linens. I set up the bookcases and moved furniture to where it belongs. I unpacked the last kitchen box. I put up all my little comics and junk on the refrigerator. I set up my meager "entertainment center" and stressed a little over spending the TV money given to me by my parents. I finally took the last items out of my car. I have a large rug but it really doesn't go with the room. I am not sure what to do with it. And I have tons of pictures waiting to be hung, but those can all wait quietly in the corner.

It finally feels like I live here. It's a funky apartment, but it is mine, so I love it. The people upstairs are always moving something so it sounds like there is a perpetual thunderstorm outside, but it's a minor annoyance.

School starts tomorrow. I can't believe how quickly the summer flew by. I bought most of my books yesterday. Thankfully most of them are small paperbacks. The government class looks like some dense reading, but the sociology stuff seems pretty simple. My oceanology book was $90 new, but I was lucky enough to find a used copy on the bottom shelf for only $67. Heh. Only.

I love the beginning of a new semester because I get to wander the aisles of the bookstore, discovering all the new things I will learn. I feel so full of hope. The new semester is error free. I have perfect attendance, the professor thinks I am smart, and I understand every word he says. I have to be careful not to build the new semester up too much, because I know I am only setting myself up for failure. But I always loved back-to-school time. All the new pens and notebooks, and schedule books. So much promise.
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Yikes it is late. I got all caught up in messing with the color schemes and fonts. Ugh. Tonight was going to be an early night.

Tonight I went to dinner with one of the YCTers that I met at the retreat. We had hamburgers, which was good, because I definitely didn't want to have eggs again tonight. We talked for hours! I had forgotten how nice it is to sit and eat and talk with someone. I had a great time.

I have a meteorology test later today. Ugh. I studied yesterday in the library for about 3 hours with someone from class. It should be easy for me, as I had to explain all the material to the guy I was with. I don't think I will study with him anymore. I don't like having to be the tutor.

Why does Richard Gephardt yell so much? He has a mike on the House floor. Does he think yelling makes his incorrect ideas sound smarter?

I am supposed to go home this weekend, but I would rather not. I am moving from this apartment a week from this Saturday, and I could use the time to pack. Furthermore, the family will all be down here helping move me, so it isn't like this weekend is the last time to see me for while. But Sunday is Konnor's birthday and my mom is really anxious for me to come home. Ugh.

I miss them, in theory. Especially Konnor. He is getting so big and is starting to speak in sentences. I just love that little guy. A visit with him will do me good, as I have been having the baby aches lately. Tonight at the restaurant there were several tiny babies and I just wanted to scoop them all up. Sweet smelling cuddly babies that grab onto your fingers and sleep on your chest. But I still don't want to bear children. And any kids I may have through adoption will have the pleasure of a stay at home dad. He can take them to school and clean the house and make dinner while I am off conquering the world.

Hmmm. To sleep or not to sleep. It is 5am and I have to be on the bus in 4 hours. I think if I sleep, I am done for. I will miss class and the test, or I will be late again and I doubt Kimmel will be as gracious the 2nd time in a row.

AAAArgh. I am so tired. And dumb too.

HIP HIP!

Jul. 19th, 2001 07:31 pm
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It is amazing what a nice haircut and some red hair dye can do for a person. I was upset about the status of my hair right after I colored it, but with this haircut it looks fantabulous. The stylist cut off 3 inches so most of the black is gone. Hooray! Now I have red hair with black streaks. It is a very cool haircut. I look different and that is just what I needed.

Tomorrow I am having lunch with a fellow LJer who is also at UT. I am looking forward to it, but of course I am terrified, but I promised to come out of my cave. And I can't very well turn down lunch offers and then continue to be upset that I don't have any friend prospects. (Hi Rachel!)

Today was my last group session. It was kind of sad, especially since one of the guys won't be coming back in the fall. He has to take a second job, so he won't have time. But the other girl will be back in the fall, which I am most happy about. She is so nice. And highly perceptive. One of the group leaders won't be back either, since she will be working on something else as part of an internship for her masters or phd or something. She is also my individual counselor, and at first said we would have to stop meeting because of her schedule change. I was really upset by that because I didn't want to have to start over. But thankfully she is able to keep seeing a few people and I was lucky enough to be one of them.

I am starving. I guess I will go wade through the dirty dishes in the kitchen to forage for food.
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Checked the government grade today. The exams weren't posted, but the cumulative grades were. I got a B. A sucky, crappy, mediocre B. And please don't rush to comment that I should be proud of that B and that it is a good grade. I know that. It is a respectable grade. But not the one I needed/wanted. And certainly not what I was capable of. By now I can take a government class with my eyes closed and get a B. I am tired of it. I studied all week only to be undone by mind gremlins. I think I don't really want to graduate as much as I say I do.

I still haven't finished compiling the ratings. I have all the factual information, but I am having trouble writing the recommendation. I don't want to look dumb in front of the big bad YCTers.

I need a haircut. I went to get that done today, but they were booked, so I had to make an appointment for tomorrow. I was disappointed, because I really wanted it done today. Not only was I tired of looking at brown hair, I am tired of wearing the same ponytail/bun everyday. I just hope I can pull off shorter hair. Though I can barely pull off the longer hair, so it's really six of one, half dozen of the other. Something I am sure of though is that my mother will hate all of it. The only real variable is whether she'll hate the color or the cut more.

I can see where this is going so I will close here.
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I went to the pharmacy, and I went to the post office, and I put gas in the car, and I bought peanut butter m&ms. And I colored my hair. Sort of. I have been trying to grow the black out, so I have just been letting the natural brown come in. But I got tired of looking at the brown, so I decided on red. Bright purply red. And even though I knew it probably wouldn't turn out, I colored it anyway. And the part that was natural brown is now a cool red. But the black part is still black. Even though the box said it would color black hair. Of course they probably meant naturally black hair.

I have an irrational fear of Drano. I am always afraid I might accidentally drink it. Not that it might spill and get onto something like my toothbrush, or that it might splash into my glass. No. I am worried that if it is left out on a counter I might accidentally walk over to it, open it, and chug the bottle down. All by accident! And by the time I realize what I am doing it would be too late!

In the same vein, today when I was drying my hair, I turned the water on to re-wet my bangs. While the water was on, I tightened my grip on the hair dryer because I thought I would drop it (because I might forget I was holding it) and electrocute myself.

Today was the first day of the second summer school session. I am taking a geography class on weather and climate. The instructor is a weatherman for the Austin CBS affiliate. He is funny and laid back, and his lecture style seems like it will be easy to follow. The classroom is wonderful. I know that sounds silly, but after having classes in some of the oldest, most uncomfortable rooms on campus, this room is a dream. Soft, movie theater style seats, with a large desk and lots of legroom. Yay. There are 4 tests scheduled (ack!), but none of them are comprehensive. And one of them will be dropped. And one of those counts as the final.

A few goals:
1. perfect attendance this week (normally I would say perfect attendance all session long, but I have to work on smaller more immediate goals)
2. an hour of reading a day- there are only a couple of chapters assigned for each day, so I should be able to complete them in an hour's time
3. finish the reading by 3pm

I think that's enough for this week. I already feel like I won't accomplish any of them (though before I wrote them down I felt like they were reasonably achievable).

Okay, I am taking my silly pink head to bed now.

JoeyHemlock, if you are out there, I miss you! Get your butt back into the LJ groove, you hear?

And quix, just so I can increase my chances of getting a comment from you...mullet.
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I hate scrabble.

I have absolutely nothing new or original to say tonight.

My last day of summer classes is next Wednesday. And the final is next Thursday. That went by far too quickly.

The next session begins the 16th. I need to add a class or I will lose a significant part of my student loan money in the fall. Which means I have to go to the department offering the class I want and hope they will let me add. Or I could just suck it up and pay the fine. Hmmmmm.

I love the way Rivers grunts in Hash Pipe. Methinks this is a serious case of obsession.

Hm. I feel the need to be absolutely, completely 180 degrees different. I don't like any of this. I wish it were opposite day.

Okay, I'm goin to bed. It'll all look better in the morning.
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I can't decide if I would have been better off staying in in bed or if my attempts at productivity were worth the minefield that was this day. How is it possible to only be awake 10 hours and have such a disaster laden existence? Okay, so maybe it wasn't a disaster.

I stayed up too late last night, and so I slept until 4 this afternoon (that sounds so awful!) even though I had alot to do. I was able to fend off the lure of the computer by reading in the kitchen. I finished all of last week's reading. Well, almost finished. The last article was a badly written re-hash of the other book's perspective, so I read half of it and skipped the rest. I should have outlined them, but I really didn't have the motivation to pick apart the relationship of the president and the media. It's symbiotic. I get it. Next topic, pleeease.

But on to the disastrousness. I was washing the dishes from dinner, and started to boil water for the hard-boiled eggs (I eat the whites for breakfast). Well, like the brilliant child I am, I turned on the front burner, which was covered by the METAL lid to the pot I used for dinner, instead of the back burner, where the egg water was. After about 10 minutes of dishwashing, I reached over to pick up the lid and screamed my head off. You see, hot metal looks like cool metal. Hot metal will burn your skin off. Trust me on this.

So after I whined and swore for a little bit, I bandaged myself up and went to finish the eggs. It's odd having one of your thumbs out of commission. After all the culinary mess was over, I gathered my books and my coke and went to lock the front door. I had to step over the laundry basket, and I thought, 'hmm, I should put this stuff down and move the basket.' But then I thought, 'nah, I'll get it tomorrow.' Famous last words. As I tried to turn the lock, I dropped the open coke and it exploded all over my clothes, my books, the roommate's couch, and my clean laundry. Minor, I know, but an annoyance. I just did that damn laundry.

And now it is 4am. How the hell did that happen?

I gotta go to bed.

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