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1-12-00 (11:55 p.m.) These past few days have felt really busy...I feel as if I've been back for a lot longer than 3 days. It'll be easier when I've settled into a routine, and after I have all the preliminary stuff sorted out, but this whole week has been getting syllabi, learning grading scales, attendance procedures, finding books, and I feel like I haven't had a free moment. That's not true, of course. I've had many free moments...but in the back of my mind, I always had the feeling there were other things I should've been doing. My computer almost works...I think I'm going to see if Peng can figure out why I can't connect to anything. I still need to get a couple of my books, but most of the academic side of things is getting squared away. I'm starting to look around to find money for next year, because I really don't want to have a massive debt waiting for me on graduation. Last year, I was too busy avoiding work to find scholarships or grants or any of that stuff...and, like so many other things, it's hitting me in the butt now. That can't be helped, the best I can do at this point is make sure the same thing doesn't happen next year. Jim Brown (good friend and lifesaver) has offered to help me find people to sponsor my education if I write up a grant or something like that...I'll e-mail him, and see what exactly I should send him, so he can help me. In summary, I'm screwed this year, but next year should be better. Surprisingly, time actually spent in class or on homework has been fairly minimal. So, it's kind of hard to figure where all my time is disappearing to. I originally labeled my English teacher as a bitch...but this second day wasn't so bad, and she's actually turning out to be personable and mostly reasonable. 70% of our grade is a research project, so I'm not really excited about that, but I think I'll do alright when we get there. My Physics professor is really nice, and energetic. Physics'll keep me busy I'm sure, but it looks like it'll be fun. Discrete is way too early for me to have any idea what I think of the teacher. He puts all the notes online though, and most of the test material comes from the homework...so he can't be all bad ; ). I have archery with the same instructor who taught me run conditioning. He remembered Angela...and recognized me after he called me for roll...wanted to know if I used to wear a hat, or got a haircut. So, he obviously doesn't remember me very well, probably mostly as an association with Angela. Not that I care, but it is amusing. My Assembler teacher is just awesome. The class is an evening class, largely composed of adults from local companies, but that's not really relevant ; ). Assembler (for those of you who don't know) is a programming language just barely ahead of ones and zeroes, so very basic and efficient, but a pain in the butt. He started with some Peanuts comics to illustrate his points, then went into comments some students gave on past evaluation forms. These included: "This class sucks, it gets worse every time I take it" and "I want to take Dr. Lasher hunting." He makes everything open book and open notes, in an attempt to make it more like the real world. He explained that in the real world nobody tells you: "I think Mary has the answer, so don't ask her, work on it yourself." Despite being a night class, I think I'll enjoy it. My only other class is the Orientation Counselor training thing, and the instructors are really cool people. They seem to like me a lot, despite making me an alternate. They know me by name...despite my putting Smithra on all my nametags. It makes you feel good to know that people remember you. For the first homework assignment, I got paired with the person I had decided was my least favorite person in the group...but I guess if I'm going to have to work with her for the majority of the summer, I might as well start now. They're making us take the Keirsey personality test, and keep a journal. Ultimately, that should be an enjoyable class. They took one look at Angela and I, and decided we couldn't work together. I'm not sure why, but I think they've already earmarked us as troublemakers. Classes look mostly enjoyable, and definitely survivable, even if they are spread all over the place...I have really no consecutive classes. My day is cut into little slices all over the place. I still have to set up all my TA hours, and track down Michael Young so I can learn Lisp. So, the stress doesn't really end...but hopefully soon it'll slow down. I called Kate yesterday. I meant to call around 11 p.m. I actually called about 11:35, and didn't get through until about 11:40 when she was just coming on hall. So we had a nice little chat until the SLI's came around kicking people into their rooms. Talking to her, hearing her voice, and all that, instead of just typing back and forth was really nice. My father's offered to purchase for me, a 200 minute phonecard, and recharge it every month. He wants me to be able to call him, or call home, or call Kate. So, I'll probably be able to call her more often. I am going to try not to use more than an hour or 2 a month, just 'cause I feel bad when someone else is paying for my phonecalls and such. But it'll be nice to be able to call people. I got off the phone feeling relaxed, and good, and none of the little things I've been stressing about bothered me. Of course they were all waiting for me today, but it was nice to be able to take a break. I'm looking forward to seeing her this weekend. I think I might borrow some of her 7 Nations stuff when I leave...partially 'cause it's awesome music, and partially 'cause all my music is at home right now. I'll be spending part of my long weekend with Kate, and then part of it with Nikki. Both of which should be a lot of fun, I haven't seen enough of either of them lately. Although I've seen a lot more of Nikki 'cause we live so close, and we keep college student hours. I can't wait until Kate comes to State...and we can see each other on at least a semi-regular basis. Where it doesn't take 3 people coordinating their schedules for us to see each other for a few hours. That's a slight exaggeration, but that's how it feels sometimes. It's now about 1:15 a.m., and way past my bedtime. I have a class in just under 7 hours...my body's going to kill me. It's a math class too...so being awake is probably a good thing. To top it off, the Moody Blues are nearing the end, so I think I'll stop here. So, to all you peoples out there in computer land, especially my one and only reader, I bid you goodnight. |