Take my hand, live while you can.
Okay, so I'm still proud of myself: I didn't even smoke a full pack today. Still four three left in the pack. Not as good as yesterday and Friday, I know - but not bad considering I had an early morning and a late night. And still much less than even a week ago. So that's something, right? Baby steps.
As I was looking at my syllabi earlier, I realized - I turn 21 in 15 days. I'm excited and nervous among other things. I guess I'm coming up on that part where anything can happen. Suprisingly though, I'm okay with that.
I'm a little dissapointed in myself - I didn't get as much done today as I should have. I only finished Daisy Miller and finished the reading for Great Gatsby that's due on Tuesday. I did finish the statistical part of my Research Methods homework, complete with ANOVA hand calculations (this wasn't assigned, but I wanted to practice it so I know the specifics) and one nice and neat source table and bar graph. And maybe it's a good sign that I understand what I just wrote - look at me, I'm a stats wiz *g*. I still haven't decided on a topic for my substance abuse paper - we have to write a research paper about a particular drug/substance and/or its abuse/rehabilitation program. Any suggestions? I want to do something original, but not too difficult. If I have to sit through one more presentation on alcohol and nicotine, I shall severly be in need of heavy drugs myself. As for my Research Proposal, I've decided on a topic - but here's hoping I can find all the information and statistical analysis to present it properly. I didn't get any more read in the Grapes of Wrath, but hopefully I'll have some downtime tomorrow or Wednesday that I can get more done in that. Psychology of Men? I don't know - there's a study session with the professor tomorrow. I know I should go, but I'm supposed to work. And it's all the way in Lincoln Park with no shuttle service for the time I need. And I was the only guy that's interested - and I have a hunch that the study session is going to be much like class. Do I really want to put myself through that? No, I don't think so.
I really have no clue what's happening with apartment hunting. The place I went to for help still hasn't contacted me, and it's been about three weeks. I'm going to be moving in a little over a month - what's going on?
I watched Margaret Cho's Revolution again tonight. I really do love that one - and I love how powerful she makes me feel. I still remember how awesome it was to see it live.
On a completely WTF? unrelated note, I've decided that I expect too much of people. I won't bore you all with more of my psychobabble, but the point is - I expect too much, get my hopes up, and then become angry when people don't meet my expectations. Don't ask me how realized this, because I have no clue. But the more I think about it, the more I believe it. I have high standards, and yet I wonder why no one seems to measure up. And not only romantically, because let's face it - that's on the back burner, has been for a while, and will be for a while longer. I think the sooner I accept that, the sooner it won't bother me any more.
And now, I'm late for a date with empty dreams.
As I was looking at my syllabi earlier, I realized - I turn 21 in 15 days. I'm excited and nervous among other things. I guess I'm coming up on that part where anything can happen. Suprisingly though, I'm okay with that.
I'm a little dissapointed in myself - I didn't get as much done today as I should have. I only finished Daisy Miller and finished the reading for Great Gatsby that's due on Tuesday. I did finish the statistical part of my Research Methods homework, complete with ANOVA hand calculations (this wasn't assigned, but I wanted to practice it so I know the specifics) and one nice and neat source table and bar graph. And maybe it's a good sign that I understand what I just wrote - look at me, I'm a stats wiz *g*. I still haven't decided on a topic for my substance abuse paper - we have to write a research paper about a particular drug/substance and/or its abuse/rehabilitation program. Any suggestions? I want to do something original, but not too difficult. If I have to sit through one more presentation on alcohol and nicotine, I shall severly be in need of heavy drugs myself. As for my Research Proposal, I've decided on a topic - but here's hoping I can find all the information and statistical analysis to present it properly. I didn't get any more read in the Grapes of Wrath, but hopefully I'll have some downtime tomorrow or Wednesday that I can get more done in that. Psychology of Men? I don't know - there's a study session with the professor tomorrow. I know I should go, but I'm supposed to work. And it's all the way in Lincoln Park with no shuttle service for the time I need. And I was the only guy that's interested - and I have a hunch that the study session is going to be much like class. Do I really want to put myself through that? No, I don't think so.
I really have no clue what's happening with apartment hunting. The place I went to for help still hasn't contacted me, and it's been about three weeks. I'm going to be moving in a little over a month - what's going on?
I watched Margaret Cho's Revolution again tonight. I really do love that one - and I love how powerful she makes me feel. I still remember how awesome it was to see it live.
On a completely WTF? unrelated note, I've decided that I expect too much of people. I won't bore you all with more of my psychobabble, but the point is - I expect too much, get my hopes up, and then become angry when people don't meet my expectations. Don't ask me how realized this, because I have no clue. But the more I think about it, the more I believe it. I have high standards, and yet I wonder why no one seems to measure up. And not only romantically, because let's face it - that's on the back burner, has been for a while, and will be for a while longer. I think the sooner I accept that, the sooner it won't bother me any more.
And now, I'm late for a date with empty dreams.
