-School is really busy. This first week was hell, but I didn’t NOT enjoy any of it. Even my Spanish class is bearable, even though the teacher is going at breakneck speed. I don’t feel like the stupidest person in there, so yay.
-There’s ALREADY drama in the psych department, and it pertains to Independent Study. I want to do it, they want me to justify it, and they’re insulting the hell out of my professors and me while they ask for more info. I turned in my final proposal yesterday (a full week before I anticipated having to do so), along with my request form to be able to do the study, so we’ll see what happens next week.
-I have not been reading ANY blogs. At all. I haven’t even opened my feed reader since…Monday? I think? And only two people have emailed anything regarding what they’ve posted, and it was part of a “mass” email (i.e. they have a specific list for bloggers they regularly converse with, and I just happen to be on it). Part of me is disappointed to no longer have an inbox full of comments in the morning and evening when I check email, but the other part of me is like, “You have TIME to do homework and actually hang out with people! That’s a WIN!” Then there’s another part of me that feels guilty for actually liking not blogging for the time being. I’ll either get over it, or I won’t. No sense dwelling now.
-The whole “being social” thing seems to be going well so far. I have several friends that I meet nearly every day, without fail, on campus for lunch or at least afternoon conversations (short ones, usually, because I’ve almost always got something to do). I also actually attended a college party last night. *gasp!* It wasn’t that wild, but we did get reported for noise. Someone SPECIFICALLY said, “the ukelele is too loud”, which I think is hysterical. I had fun.
-Medication-wise, things are interesting…mostly in the way it’s affecting my life. Not in a bad way. It’s just…interesting.






it made my day to hear the words “the ukelele is too loud”, and i really have no idea why….
Don Ho lives!!!
tiny bubbles…
More Cowbell!!!
Er, wait….what?
Did I ever tell you about my Independent Study drama? Happened when I was 21, 22 years old at Webster. Classic struggle between new thinking and old-school [worn out, boring] by-the-book thinking.
Honestly, who the hell complains about a ukulele?!