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....aside from the fact that i can't think of anything good to eat, and thus haven't eaten any dinner, i'm actually doing okay right now - which is good, because i've been rather mood-swingy lately.
yesterday was my first abnormal psych class.
i was very amused that it had a much greater proportion of fluent english speakers then the english class i took last session.
looking at the syllabus also made me realize this session is not going to be anywhere nearly as easy as the last one was - strict reading schedule, two tests and a 6-10 page paper. but its all good, because when it gets rough, i can just remind myself that its only 6 weeks, and that i can suffer a bit for a short period of time.
the professor himself is actually from BU, which i find oddly reassuring, and its also his first time teaching a summer course.
he didn't lecture on class material the first day - told us about how he hated going into the first day of class just to have the professor launch into it, and how he wouldn't do that to us, which was cool. also warned us that after a couple of classes, he'll learn our names/faces and we will stop noticing him taking attendance : )
scarily enough, the book for the course is a paperback, and $55 used. even worse, the school bookstore is all out. i thought i had found it cheaper online, but i think i was mistaken, and unfortunately all the really cheap used books websites are not very good at listing the edition of texts, so i'll just have to suck up, deal, and order it on the school-sponsored website in a bit.
unfortunately, that may mean that i won't get it before the weekend, which would make me start out behind : /
because no lecturing was done, class got out really early, and i came home, chilled and then spent time with him.
and today has been another rollercoaster day (but haven't i said that already?).
work's been busy. and me moody and work being busy is unfortunately not always the best combination, because it leads me to being overwhelmed and not dealing as well as i could. but i'm trying. and we had a little ice cream social today that was definately cool : ) (thank you : ) ).
its also his birthday, and originally we had dinner plans, and i even tried to cook up a little something extra, but then that didn't work out... and because changes in plans leave me out of whack, it took me some time to regain a good humor. in that time, i tried to make plans with this one, as i won't have a chance to for the rest of the week, but he couldn't think fast enough. i gave roma a call, to see if he wanted to go for one of our walks that for some reason ends up being more dinner then walking, but he was in ptown... so i just came home and spent the night being mellow : )
talked to my mom for the first time in a few days, and have decided she's going some sort of batty. she's buying me clothes. a lot of them. its gotta be this odd combination of feeling guilty that i'm not letting her pay for the classes i am taking and seeing clothes i might actually like be trendy. my only consolation is that it might not be like before, where should would buy me lots of clothes, i'd try them all, give them back to be returned, and then she'd be all mopey for a long time. we also had a very tongue in cheeck talk about me settling down - about how people are going to be less tolerant of my flaws as i get older, and about how she's giving me time before she starts nagging me for grandchildren. *shakes head* we also talked about the possibility of debbie coming to visit me for a weekend. my mom is hesitant to let debbie take the busride by herself and then spend a shabbat with me, but i think it would be an interesting experience.
one year ago today... funny how sometimes, it feels like time is barely crawling, and at other times, its whooshing by. its funny how that entry still holds true - its just the emotions are more subdued now, integrated into who i am.
and on the note of time, its weird to be as old as i am. i'm guessing i'm always going to feel this way because i'm always going to be getting older, but it just feels like i'm still 20. like three years should have had more of a change in them. it makes me hate the fact that i've been living live lite for the past couple of years... so often i come to realize there's even more of life that i'm just skimming by because its easier. and i can see what i'd need to do - i jsut haven't done it yet. in a way, i see taking classes again as a baby step.
it all reminds me of advice my grandma's best friend gave me once - she told me that every day, i should do two things that i distinctly don't want to do. and as some tasks become less unpleasant, pick new ones, so that i incorporate things that i don't want to do into enough of a routine for them to not be a big deal anymore. and when she told me that, i knew it was good advice... and i knew i'd regret not taking it. (and if i were really wiser then i was 8 years ago, i'd start now). although, in actuality, i did one thing i didn't want to today - after work, i dropped by campus to see if there were any used copies of the textbook i need in the bookstore. (of course, there weren't any).
almost two years ago i had something to say...
yesterday was my first abnormal psych class.
i was very amused that it had a much greater proportion of fluent english speakers then the english class i took last session.
looking at the syllabus also made me realize this session is not going to be anywhere nearly as easy as the last one was - strict reading schedule, two tests and a 6-10 page paper. but its all good, because when it gets rough, i can just remind myself that its only 6 weeks, and that i can suffer a bit for a short period of time.
the professor himself is actually from BU, which i find oddly reassuring, and its also his first time teaching a summer course.
he didn't lecture on class material the first day - told us about how he hated going into the first day of class just to have the professor launch into it, and how he wouldn't do that to us, which was cool. also warned us that after a couple of classes, he'll learn our names/faces and we will stop noticing him taking attendance : )
scarily enough, the book for the course is a paperback, and $55 used. even worse, the school bookstore is all out. i thought i had found it cheaper online, but i think i was mistaken, and unfortunately all the really cheap used books websites are not very good at listing the edition of texts, so i'll just have to suck up, deal, and order it on the school-sponsored website in a bit.
unfortunately, that may mean that i won't get it before the weekend, which would make me start out behind : /
because no lecturing was done, class got out really early, and i came home, chilled and then spent time with him.
and today has been another rollercoaster day (but haven't i said that already?).
work's been busy. and me moody and work being busy is unfortunately not always the best combination, because it leads me to being overwhelmed and not dealing as well as i could. but i'm trying. and we had a little ice cream social today that was definately cool : ) (thank you : ) ).
its also his birthday, and originally we had dinner plans, and i even tried to cook up a little something extra, but then that didn't work out... and because changes in plans leave me out of whack, it took me some time to regain a good humor. in that time, i tried to make plans with this one, as i won't have a chance to for the rest of the week, but he couldn't think fast enough. i gave roma a call, to see if he wanted to go for one of our walks that for some reason ends up being more dinner then walking, but he was in ptown... so i just came home and spent the night being mellow : )
talked to my mom for the first time in a few days, and have decided she's going some sort of batty. she's buying me clothes. a lot of them. its gotta be this odd combination of feeling guilty that i'm not letting her pay for the classes i am taking and seeing clothes i might actually like be trendy. my only consolation is that it might not be like before, where should would buy me lots of clothes, i'd try them all, give them back to be returned, and then she'd be all mopey for a long time. we also had a very tongue in cheeck talk about me settling down - about how people are going to be less tolerant of my flaws as i get older, and about how she's giving me time before she starts nagging me for grandchildren. *shakes head* we also talked about the possibility of debbie coming to visit me for a weekend. my mom is hesitant to let debbie take the busride by herself and then spend a shabbat with me, but i think it would be an interesting experience.
one year ago today... funny how sometimes, it feels like time is barely crawling, and at other times, its whooshing by. its funny how that entry still holds true - its just the emotions are more subdued now, integrated into who i am.
and on the note of time, its weird to be as old as i am. i'm guessing i'm always going to feel this way because i'm always going to be getting older, but it just feels like i'm still 20. like three years should have had more of a change in them. it makes me hate the fact that i've been living live lite for the past couple of years... so often i come to realize there's even more of life that i'm just skimming by because its easier. and i can see what i'd need to do - i jsut haven't done it yet. in a way, i see taking classes again as a baby step.
it all reminds me of advice my grandma's best friend gave me once - she told me that every day, i should do two things that i distinctly don't want to do. and as some tasks become less unpleasant, pick new ones, so that i incorporate things that i don't want to do into enough of a routine for them to not be a big deal anymore. and when she told me that, i knew it was good advice... and i knew i'd regret not taking it. (and if i were really wiser then i was 8 years ago, i'd start now). although, in actuality, i did one thing i didn't want to today - after work, i dropped by campus to see if there were any used copies of the textbook i need in the bookstore. (of course, there weren't any).
almost two years ago i had something to say...
