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feeling: the not-good kind of anticipation
listening to: Queen - Body Language
So I emailed my adviser Friday with some scheduling questions, like I've done every quarter since I started college. Well, except twice when I went to see her instead, but anyway. Previously whenever I emailed her around scheduling time for class suggestions, she was really helpful, told me what I was done with and what I was lacking, what to avoid for a while, etc. But Friday when I emailed her with the same basic kind of questions, she replied saying that the stuff I'd asked wasn't appropriate for emails, and I should make an appointment to go see her instead. Which is a pain, since her office has moved since last quarter and they apparently don't take walk-ins anymore like in the old building. -_- Anywaaaay, she also told me to go ahead and schedule that night, and THEN to go see her next week (now this week). Um, wait. Schedule first and THEN go to her for scheduling advice? Something's not right here. Anyway, I dug out some old books from last year that list all the general course requirements for people in the major I plan to declare sometime... uh, soon... maybe... *whistle*... and found a few requirements still not met. Scheduled Japanese 103, Japanese 231 (more about culture and literature than language), and Biology 101, which I've heard is sickeningly easy. "This is a dog. This is a fish." Heck yeah. ~_^ I wanted to take a certain Philosophy class instead of bio, but there was no possible way to schedule both it and the two Jap classes, so that'll have to wait. Bugger. Anyway, yeah, so that's settled... hopefully. Just have to hope my adviser doesn't have any objections if/when I go see her this week. Eh, maybe I'll just wait till the end of the quarter. I've already scheduled. No thanks to her.
These next few days are going to be torture. I have a 8-10 page English paper due Wednesday, plus daily Japanese homework and a Japanese katakana test on Wednesday (I finally know ALL katakana now... yay). Also have to meet with my group in English class to discuss the presentation we have to do in a few weeks, read the book thing upon which that presentation will be based, completely change Mitsu's water after buying said water from CVS, schedule at least one of 2 required Linguistics experiments, and maybe meet with my adviser. Well, at least I've started the stupid paper. Got a paragraph done. Which, with double spacing, thesis, title, and all the required headings, ends up amounting to almost a page. So, woo. 7-9 pages to go between tonight, tomorrow, and the next night. But will I touch it tonight? Noooo. Because I'm an idiot. Shoot me.
Ack, steering away from depressing school crap... I got to see my nephew over the weekend. And I got to make him laugh - got to make a tiny little baby laugh - for the first time. ^_^ Yes, that sounds cheesy, but... I've seen laughing babies before, but was never on the receiving end of the smile. Actually, I think this was the first time since he was born that I ever held him for a decent amount of time during which he neither cried nor slept. *le sigh* There can't be any better temporary therapy on this earth than making a baby laugh. ^___^ I guess it's just refreshing to be near someone who's perfectly entertained by things as silly as a sticking-out tongue, a tap on the nose, or a funny noise... if only everyone could be so easily amused by such tiny things. Or maybe it's having an excuse to perform said ridiculous behaviors and not be given what-the-bloody-heck-is-she-thinking-is-she-off-her-nut looks by everyone around.
Well... I have half an hour or so. Maybe I'll go do something *gasp* productive before bed. But not the paper. Ick ick ick. Just something to get out of the way and ease the load off the next couple nights when I will have to work on the paper. Blah.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 2/17/2002 11:30:00 PM
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