Oh Joy

July 31, 2009 at 11:15 am (Sleep, Summer)

This morning I answered the phone to hear a recorded message from my town, telling me that during the week of August 3, they will be doing some sort of repair work “in your neighborhood”. Starting at 5 a.m. in order to “minimize traffic interruptions.”

I can’t tell you how pleased I was to receive this message, because it’s not like sleep is dear to me or anything.

On the bright side, though, at least they told us!  I can’t count the number of times I composed an angry letter to the editor in my head, soundly chastising the administration at school for not informing the residents of my dorm of the construction and what not that took place in our courtyard during the last year.

Anyway, if I’m cranky during the next week, now you know why!


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Happy Birthday to Me… Later

September 30, 2008 at 11:21 pm (Sleep)

I had a wonderful, fantabulous birthday that I shall tell you all about later as I believe I only got about 6 or so hours of actual sleep last night and thus must to bed early tonight to make up for it especially since I have a Writing Center appointment tomorrow morning which means I can’t sleep in as late as I want/need, for, as you may be able to tell, a lack of sleep does adverse, though potentially interesting, things to my sentence length and copius usage of commas to craft said sentences.  Ok, I’m done now.  To bed!

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September 27, 2008 at 5:57 am (Sleep)

Dear anonymous male person and female person in the hall outside my room,

5 a.m. is way too early (or late, as it probably was for you) to be waking anyone up.  If you must talk at that hour, kindly take it somewhere where you know for sure no one will be trying to sleep.  It would be much appreciated and your karma might improve.

That is all.

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Back at UR

September 1, 2008 at 10:37 pm (Friends, School, Sleep, UR) (, , , )

Well folks, I’m back at UR, horrendously jetlagged having woken up at 6am for the past two days.  Last night I went to sleep on an air mattress and woke up on the floor – fun times! 😀

I had to get up early this morning anyway because I had a few errands to run before I could actually do anything here.  P (whose room I stayed in last night) and I went to breakfast around 8:30, then el boyo and I headed to housing to find a room for me.  I must admit, I’m pretty impressed with my negotiating skills.  The lady at housing tried to tell me that I could only room with someone who had an opening in their room because any open rooms were promised to other students who had already requested room changes but couldn’t move until September 15.  However, after much discussion, she admitted most of those girls are on the other side of campus from the building I wanted to be in, and thus there was the possibility that I could grab a double room to myself until my roomie comes back from abroad in the spring.  The tipping point was that roomie had submitted a piece of paper to housing last spring saying that she wanted to room with me in the spring when we both returned from study abroad.  With written confirmation in hand, housing lady felt that I was justified in living in a double by myself for a semester – yey!  So I had the choice of two rooms in my preferred dorm – one on the third floor and one on the fourth floor.  I had hoped to be able to live on the same floor as P, but the only open ones there were triples, so that was out of the question.  Thus, I choose the third floor.

The next task was getting my SpiderCard reactivated and choosing a meal plan, which housing lady helped me out with by calling the OneCard office.  Thus, in one stop I had already finished my two main tasks for the day!  The next stop was to the post office, where I picked up my mailbox key with no problem whatsoever.  Finally I returned to P’s room to collect my stuff and move it upstairs.  El boyo comes in great use in times like this.  He single-handedly brought both of my 50+ lb bags upstairs (one at a time!) and then proceeded to totally rearrange the room to my specifications.  Now the room is lovely and balanced, except that it feels so empty without roomie.  While I like having my own room, it is a bit lonely, especially when you only have an empty desk, bed, dresser, and closet to keep you company.

Within the next few weeks, I’ll be making a trip to B-more to pick up the rest of my stuff that my parents are bringing down for me, so that will help make the room feel a bit more homey, especially when I get my big lamp and don’t have to rely on the harsh overhead light for all my light.  There’s also a big open space on the floor, so methinks P and I are going to have to go find a lovely rug to put there.  And there’s a perfect spot in the corner where I would love to put a big fluffy armchair, but I don’t think I have the resources for that.  I wonder if Amazon sells chairs….  Hmmm

After setting up the room to my liking and completely unpacking (yey me!) I actually went to 3 of my 4 classes I signed up for this semester.  I’m pretty optomistic about all of them, though at least one of them is out of my comfort zone, as it deals with art, so that will definitely be a challenge for me.  The others are interesting, though one of them, which is one of the more interesting ones, I think could be improved by facilitating conversation in a circle or something rather than the rows of us staring at and speaking to the teacher instead of conversing with the class as a whole.  And it’s a class about teaching.  Go figure.  Anyway, I have my last class tomorrow, which is in my comfort zone, as it’s a Latin class, but I think it’ll be pretty hard since it’s wicked upper-level.

And that’s all folks!  I’ll try to keep you updated when I get more sleep and start making my room cozier.  Oh, and did I mention that they painted all the doors/doorframes in this dorm and put down new carpet?!?!  It looks so much better and so much more sophisticated than the grungy pink and blue of last year!  Let me know if you want pictures…

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Stupid Irish

March 17, 2008 at 10:32 pm (Drinking, Holidays, School, Sleep)

Whoever decided that St. Patrick’s Day, aka International Get Drunk For No Reason Day, should be on a Monday, aka a school day, should be shot. Seriously. Some people actually attend school for an education and have to get up at 7:30am for class, and do not appreciate rowdy parties on a Monday night. Or a Wednesday (“Hump Day”) night for that matter. Or a Thursday night. But that is an issue for another post…

PS To the girls across the hall: screeching Amazon bird calls or whatever the heck sounds you are making are not funny in any way, shape, or form.  So stop.  Now.  Please.

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Not a Bad Start to the Semester

March 17, 2008 at 2:30 pm (School, Sleep)

I just got back the very first actual graded pieces of work for two of my classes today, two papers that I vaguely remember writing at some point before break, and I got an A on both!  Not an A-, but an honest-to-goodness A.  This bodes quite well for the rest of the semester, I suppose.  At least it’s not more than half-way through the semester and I’m finding out that I’m failing or something, and only have 6 weeks to make up for it…

If only I had more sleep, then this would be a fairly fantastic day…

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It’s Not Carpal Tunnel…

March 5, 2008 at 5:54 pm (School, Sleep)

Last night, I started getting this weird pain in my left hand, running from the back of my hand up my forearm and stopping at my elbow.  since it doesn’t come from where my wrist connects to my palm, it’s not carpal tunnel.  It was really irritating last night as I was trying to sleep, but couldn’t until about 2am – 2 hours after I went to bed.  Today, it’s been fine, and I haven’t thought about it at all.  Until now.  When it has decided to hurt again.  Lovely.  Can’t wait to see how much sleep I’m going to get tonight, especially considering that French test I have demain matin…

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February 20, 2008 at 3:25 pm (School, Sleep)

Why today was a good day:

  • I finished my French test quite fast and felt really confident about it
  • Used the extra time that I would have been in French to finish my Classical Traditions paper
  • My Virtual Communities class was canceled
  • The first 3-4 pages of my Vienna paper that was due on Friday is now due on Monday
  • My Classical Traditions class was guest-taught by a really interesting professor from BU
  • I had yummy chocolate (re: So Many Reasons to Love Hershey’s)

Why today was a bad day:

  • Definitely did not get enough sleep last night
  • Even though I finished the Classical Traditions paper really fast, thus shortening the agony, I’m still not satisfied with it, considering I don’t think the last 2 pages had a single quote on them
  • Started getting strange pains in my stomach during lunch which turned almost unbearable in Classical Traditions, but has now subsided
  • Still have a 3 hour class tonight which I really don’t want to go to and still haven’t done the homework for (though I’m about to get on that – really!)
  • Am afraid the unbearable pain will come back during said 3-hour class, thus extending the agony infinitely

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Parlez-vous francais?

January 16, 2008 at 11:39 pm (French, School, Sleep, Study Abroad)

I made my decision today to pick up the study of the French language again today. It’s been in the back of my mind for some time now, and with study abroad fast approaching, I finally decided to do something about it.

I emailed one of the international study advisors, telling them of my situation in which I studied French for 9 years before college, and then went with Latin in college. She told me that with all those years of French, I could probably do a French study abroad program, but I would have to talk to the person in charge of France. So, still not wanting to get my hopes up, I made an appointment with the France advisor, and went to talk to her. After talking some, we discussed the few options available to me, and we then decided on a private university in Lille, with which my university just started an exchange program.

The Université catholique de Lille is in north-east France, in a prime location: 15 minutes from Belgium, 1.25 hours from Paris, 2.5 hours from London. It’s a medium sized, private university, where I would be able to live in a dorm, rather than being left on my own to live in an apartment, which I was really dreading elsewhere. They have some classes in English, so I would be able to take a mix of English and French classes. The downside to the classes is that I need to take 8-10 classes just to have enough credits for a full semester. I was struggling figuring out 4 classes elsewhere! How am I going to figure out a mix of 8-10 French and English classes? But that’s for a later spazzing session.

The end result of my meeting with the France advisor was that she was going to contact someone at the university and discuss my situation with them and see what they could work out.

So I left the meeting very happy: I could study abroad in France, as I had dreamed of for so long! Now I just needed to relearn French, since I have barely looked at in in 2 years now! And, truth be told, I wasn’t exactly an amazing French student in high school. After struggling a good deal with myself, I finally decided that I am going to take a 200-level French class here. The problem with that, however, is that it is a huge time and credit commitment: the class is held 5 days a week, plus 2 lab periods, which equals 6 credits, or as much as two other classes. The other problem is that the only available time slot is the one that is held at 8:15am, Monday-Friday. And I already have issues with sleeping when I know I need to get up at 9:30. How in the world am I going to get up at 7:30am – or earlier! – 5 days a week?

But, in the end, I have decided that it is worth it, I want to go back to French fairly badly, so I’m going to do it. And pray that I survive and can get control of my sleep issues. Wish me luck!

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Breaking Up Is Hard Toooo Do….

October 4, 2007 at 11:12 pm (Rants, School, Sleep, Work)

So I’ve been thinking (a dangerous thing to be sure). And I don’t know what to do. I think I am just too overcommitted right now, and am dangerously close to burning out. And I simply cannot do that at this time, considering I have 2 papers and 2 midterms this coming week. And I’m only 19. So I’m not allowed to be burned out. Yes, I have a vacation coming up soon, but that would be after I need to have everything in, so that really just does not help.

And why am I coming close to burning out, you ask? Well let’s see what is on my plate:

1) 4 classes, amounting to 13 credits, which is admittedly less than my last two semesters, yet is necessary because of…

2)… Macbeth! This fantastic Scottish play takes up approximately 4 hours of my night, 4-5 nights a week.

3) The Writing Center, taking up 2 hours of my time 3 days a week, plus additional on-call hours whenever necessary

4) Grading Logic homework, which takes me anywhere between 4 and 8 hours every week, depending on my knowledge of the material and how many students get something wrong, causing me to waste even more of my time freaking out that I did something wrong, going back, checking my work, only to find out that, in fact, I was right to begin with, and there are simply some really stupid people in this class. Sorry. Not stupid. Never stupid. How about logic-challenged?

5) Homework for those 4 classes mentioned above, taking who-knows-how-long each week, depending on papers and tests and random assignments that professors seem to give with such glee knowing that they are taking precious hours away from my beauty sleep

6) HangPROUD. The current bane of my existence. Why? Because it makes me feel like a failure. Ironic, isn’t it? HP is supposed to help girls and women realize that they are truly wonderful people who have something to contribute to the world, and yet it makes me feel like a failure. But of course, this is all my fault. I made a commitment to them, and now that I can’t seem to follow through with it, instead of doing something about it, I am simply beating myself up and feeling miserable because I can’t write one measly article a week.

So what does this all add up to? Me being stressed. That’s all. Nothing too serious.

I’m currently thinking of quitting HangPROUD, at least for the time being (read: until Macbeth is finished). But I hate the idea of me quitting. I hate it with a passion. Because I like to think of myself as someone who can do anything I set my mind to. And I set my mind to do all of these things this semester, and now that I can’t seem to juggle all of them, I know that I should at least pare down something, but I feel that I simply can’t because I am of course such an integral part of each organization that I am a part of that they would simply fall apart without me!

Who am I kidding?



Just maybe.

I may admit defeat.

For now.

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