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Tech weekend is done--I was at the theater all Friday night, then about 9am-11pm both days. I pretty much feel like a walking cloud of fog. That feels terrible. Oh, I need so much more sleep than this...& even with the day off tomorrow, I still feel like homework is eating me alive!
There is a mock trial in History 201 this week--I was the only one of my group who read anything over the weekend, & I was locked in a booth for 90% of my waking hours, so. Agh.
There is a paper due also on that same day...vaguely about the trial. It's really stupid. I got an extension just in case.
I have a Moby Dick test on Thursday which I am paralyzed with fear over, read: am not studying for because I think it's pointless. I will read my notes tomorrow. That's pretty much all I can do.
I have outlines due on Wednesday in PNW.
Nothing big due in Physics, thank god.

PLUS ALSO doing TECH for the rest of the WEEK. We don't have tech tonight--so I'm running Vagina Monologue auditions instead. Yikes. (Which are going really well though!)


Here. Don't listen to my whining! Learn about Secret Service names instead! Obama's was Renegade, how rad is that? Michelle's was Renaissance, so, equally cool & fitting. I am so THRILLED about this new first family. They are gonna rock the White House so hard.
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Saturday: Wind reading canceled; I went to the Design Studio instead, after traveling to Utrecht & spending far too much money on metal and wood. I attempted to build things & cut things straight, which I failed at; I attempted to solder, which I more or less failed at; I got frustrated & upset & cried a lot. Andrew showed up in the afternoon with a cork-backed ruler (look! I'm capable of cutting things now!) to stave off a total nervous breakdown; I managed to get some work done.

That night was the Galileo reading, to which two people came (Max, who wonderfully comes to everything, & my parents' houseguest)--but it went really well, & it was actually done which was the point anyway.

Sunday: Slept in some. Reading of Alice in the park...I am really excited about this play. Many wonderful people are in it (Andrew & I are planning to somehow initiate Davey Duke & Josh to become a new quintet; Jared's missing, but Emma & Marta are there, so we can still be awesome together). I'm playing the Frog Footman, the March Hare, & a playing card, & we all get to do silly voices & songs & dances to entertain small children. Huzzah!
Then I managed to be an ass & skip Wind rehearsal to work on my design project again. Sara was there, so we complained together. I did get a lot of work done but was there until about nine or ten, which is ridiculous.

It ended up being a far more stupidly emotional weekend than I wanted it to be, on many levels. I really hate being stupidly emotional. But I got my project done enough yesterday night (was in the studio from 4:30-10, with a dinner break), so I'm okay. Almost done with school. Almost.
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I haven't used this list style in a long time. Let's see...

+ I got nearly perfect on my Asian Religions midterm. Go me!
- I have a lot of homework due tomorrow: AR paper, at least four chapters of reading, response questions, & reading "Death of a Salesman" for Thistory.
+ Belated Cinco de Mayo celebration at the boys' tonight! No, I don't like tequila, but I like the boys, & I like their neighbors. Sweet.
+ Am done with the first design project!
+ Am having a chiropractor appointment today, which I am probably more excited about than I should be.
- My appeal for fifth year aid got denied--which means no scholarship money for winter & spring next year. SU, you really need to figure out your effing budget already.
- I have more credits to finish than I thought I would have...which is okay, except for the fact that schedule-wise, they don't work out at all.
- This school is run really, really badly sometimes.
+ More Ghost Sonata this weekend! (But I am satisfied with it all, really, & ready to be done.)


...so overall, not so bad. Most of those damn negatives are from me trying to be an overachiever. I'm considering dropping history, because a) I can't get the schedule to work at all (one class I need is at the exact same time as another I need--who plans these things?!); & b) all fifteen credits I have left are classes I just don't want to take, & do I really want to suffer through the time & money for things I won't enjoy? On the other hand, I'm so damn close that giving up now is practically painful. Plus I'm ridiculously stubborn. So I'm not sure what to do. I'm talking to Dr. E soon I hope, which will probably fix my life, as it usually does.

Time for that chiropractic appointment. Oo! And I went to the gym last night--which I'm feeling, yikes--but I felt all workout-y & productive. I want my Ireland-style abs back! I will be hardcore. And then run away & join the circus, which is what I really want anyway.
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So is the lesson that time is relative? Or is it just that mood determines productivity? I'm pretty sure it's the latter. & that I know I feel productive now because this assignment is fairly easy, & I have a little time before I need to be somewhere else (which is odd).
Also because I have gone through all this shit & I just don't care anymore. Except that I do, fundamentally, which makes it difficult; but I am at the point where angst is funny & academic suffering is just silly, which is probably why all the drama majors were being dorky & rowdy in class today (pretty sure Rosa hated it, but we do it all the time), & why Damian & I spent three minutes staring at each other for no reason & making idiotic faces, & why me fantastically catching my pen cap in the air was so amazing (really, guys, it was pretty awesome, but only because my brain is gone), & why this postcolonial paper for Kangas is going to be ludicrous. Also why I probably won't read for Thursday. *sigh*

I should be looking forward to next week, you know? & I am, in the back of my head. But right now, I'm so much living in the moment of everything that's happening to me that I'm not entirely sure there is a next week. I don't mean that apocalyptically, or sadly. I mean I just don't understand the concept.


...& that, of course, is also funny to me. Haha! I've lost my mind.
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Here's what makes today great: GS rehearsal. A photo shoot we found out about this morning, which meant mad runs to Value Village at lunchtime, but nonetheless a photo shoot, in which I got to be dead. Fantastic scenes with vampiric cooks. Seducing someone through household chores (who knew talking about sorting laundry could be so sexy?). Having a really awesome director.

Even having to walk to downtown to catch my bus was great--the night wasn't all that cold yet, it was clear, & I got to talk to Joel. Winning all round.

What makes today not great? That I still have history reading to do. Eeeyuck. What else? That it contains sentences like the following (though I have to say I also find it hopelessly amusing):

"In the context of poststructuralist claims to critical practice, this seems more recuperable than the clandestine restoration of subjective essentialism."

(I feel like postmodern philosophy just killed itself on my paper.)
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I would just like to say that it is 4:21am & I am just now going to bed. Yes, because of homework.

I can hear the goddamn birds singing, that is how early-late it is.

& all I can think is thank god I am not called for GS tomorrow night tonight...I might get a little more sleep that way.

*sigh*

Feb. 24th, 2008 12:56 pm
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Directing is hard. I am feeling a little like I have no freaking clue what to do next lost at the moment. It's this damn communication barrier between knowing what I want & translating it into how to tell them what I mean--that's what's hard. Yargh.

I suppose I will talk to Rosa tomorrow.



I am thinking it was very stupid of me to be a triple major--but I am too stubborn & too proud to quit. (Mostly it is just required history classes that I do not want to take, & make up 15 credits of what I have left; I am very resistant & petulant & annoyed.)

Today I must to homework. Today I will also go grocery shopping, & make bread with Elspeth. Guess which of those I will enjoy more?
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So I have about six pages minimum to write on my Donne scholarly essay (at least nine, minus the three I've got already)--& it has to be fairly good. & then I have at least six of an exploratory narrative to write, too--reflection on my research process, supposedly off of notes I've been taking all quarter. Hahaha.
So, six or seven pages of academic blather & six pages of hoo-hah. Before tomorrow at three o'clock. Hah! Been there, done that, right? Right. Here we go.

(I am so tired of academia, though...I'll come back to it, I always do. But right now I really don't need any importance placed on what I think about seventeenth century anythings. I'll read other people's opinions. Just, please, don't make me think anymore.)

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