{are you the bird or the idiot in the taxi?}There are exactly...one...two...three...eight days of school left [not including weekends] and the school work has gotten to the point where I no longer feel like I'm living. I'm not sure what day it is, what is due when, but I know if I stop working I will infact explode. I feel like I haven't stopped working since Monday at 10am; work is only punctuated with sleep at random intervals, phone calls, some eating [not much], showering and the changing of clothes. Not till December 5th will I function properly again. I have become a university robot.
This is actually a rare affliction, only happening to those with some procrastination tendencies, a large workload and the sentiment to actually care about their grades regardless that they are now in University and no longer have to fight to rest uncomfortably in its ivory arms.
As a three month old student I know a few things now that I would like to tell myself back in August if I sometime in the near future recieve a time machine:
- 8:30 classes are brutal and don't get behind in your readings.
- The 21st class is going to be a waste of time.
- Try to eat things before they rot.
- Don't wait to do laundry till your on your last pair of everything.
- Don't let yourself work as much as you do.
These things may seem like common sense but to my own psyche they are not, apparently.
Now time for random questions:
- Is it better for one to speak two languages half descently or one language perfectly?
- If you leave your cell phone in your refrigerator can you hear it when it rings? [tested, the answer is yes - even on vibrate!]
- If the goverment goes to the American time change of two hours each way I will never be able to get up for 8:30 classes, are they really that dumb to do that to me!? [hypothesis, yes they are that dumb]
- Is scratching oneself a nervous or anxious tendency?
- Cellar Door: is it really the most beautiful phrase?
- Do I have a big nose? [no more make over shows for me]
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