He can't fit me in to one of his class sections. But he's running a directed inquiry course just for me that will be the equivalent of the math course I need. I need to figure out things this guy likes because I OWE him.
In other news, that makes my life about ten TIMES simpler.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Insanity? Thy Name is Education.
Dude. I hate finding out at the beginning of my last semester that I'm still missing a requirement. It is the least fun feeling IN THE WORLD. However, I have managed to find a course that I won't want to kill myself over too badly, so I think I'll be okay. The real struggle is convincing Dr. Gentry to let me into one of his College Algebra sections. I knew my math problems would bite me in the ass someday. Curses on algebra! And I hope Dr. Gentry pays heed to my pleas.
In other news, life is a little crazy elsewhere, too. I'm in "The Secret Garden", a musical based on that very book by Francis Hogden Burnett and I get to play a ghost. Lily the ghost, actually, and a wife and mother. Never played a wife and mother before, so it should be interesting. Our first rehearsal was lovely and nice and the other cast members seem very pleasant. I think I'm going to have a good time with this one. March will be very stressful, though, because my recital is on one of the Saturday performance days. I'll be running straight from my recital to the show, with my parents and probably my Gentleman Caller in tow.
Ah yes. I have a Gentleman Caller. John dear, you might remember him. He went to high school at Warrior Run and was in Sierra's year. In any case, he lives in Scotsville now and by some wild coincidence we became reacquainted while we were both home for Christmas. We have had several lovely dates and his gentlemanly behavior has never once wavered. It's quite refreshing, actually. We get along very well - and also, he loves to cook. That is always a plus.
Otherwise, things are going well. Some of my lovely ladies who needed to be gone last semester have come back to Mary Baldwin this semester, so I am surrounded by friends and as happy as I can be while worrying about graduation requirements. I'm having a slight medical problem at the moment that I won't go into detail over, but it will be resolved by the end of this month and I will be back in the pink of health.
In other news, life is a little crazy elsewhere, too. I'm in "The Secret Garden", a musical based on that very book by Francis Hogden Burnett and I get to play a ghost. Lily the ghost, actually, and a wife and mother. Never played a wife and mother before, so it should be interesting. Our first rehearsal was lovely and nice and the other cast members seem very pleasant. I think I'm going to have a good time with this one. March will be very stressful, though, because my recital is on one of the Saturday performance days. I'll be running straight from my recital to the show, with my parents and probably my Gentleman Caller in tow.
Ah yes. I have a Gentleman Caller. John dear, you might remember him. He went to high school at Warrior Run and was in Sierra's year. In any case, he lives in Scotsville now and by some wild coincidence we became reacquainted while we were both home for Christmas. We have had several lovely dates and his gentlemanly behavior has never once wavered. It's quite refreshing, actually. We get along very well - and also, he loves to cook. That is always a plus.
Otherwise, things are going well. Some of my lovely ladies who needed to be gone last semester have come back to Mary Baldwin this semester, so I am surrounded by friends and as happy as I can be while worrying about graduation requirements. I'm having a slight medical problem at the moment that I won't go into detail over, but it will be resolved by the end of this month and I will be back in the pink of health.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Don't Worry, Be Happy
I've never quite understood that before. But now I think I do. I feel damn good and I think that Greg is quite right....
Also, I think I am liberated. I shall work unto myself now, and I shall not worry about men - they can fend for themselves! (I may be a little intoxicated at this particular moment, but it's okay. Because I feel DAMN GOOD.)
Yes, that is all. Now, to bed and goodnight, all.
Also, I think I am liberated. I shall work unto myself now, and I shall not worry about men - they can fend for themselves! (I may be a little intoxicated at this particular moment, but it's okay. Because I feel DAMN GOOD.)
Yes, that is all. Now, to bed and goodnight, all.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Five Months
It's weird. I just can't seem to be in a relationship for longer than five months. It's like, the ultimate time-limit. I'm not going to know what to do with myself if I ever get past that particular amount of time.
Made official last night, I am single once again. Because obviously I suck as a girlfriend. Inquiring minds want to know: WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??? There MUST be something. Hemingway said he had never fought with a girlfriend the way that we fought. It MUST be me.
Made official last night, I am single once again. Because obviously I suck as a girlfriend. Inquiring minds want to know: WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??? There MUST be something. Hemingway said he had never fought with a girlfriend the way that we fought. It MUST be me.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Self-Centered?
Is it wrong to work your ass off on your senior thesis (which is required for graduation), then be nervous about it until after you've defended it to a committee and gotten distinction? And THEN, is it wrong to want to go straight home and spend a relaxing couple of days exclusively with your family, watching TV, vegging out, and writing that 10-page play analysis of "She Stoops to Conquer" for your Great Plays exam, which is due by 2:00 Friday?
IS THIS WRONG???
I should be feeling triumphant and relieved and maybe a little bit on edge about getting that paper done. How come I had to spend 45 minutes last night arguing with my boyfriend about whether or not I'm a good girlfriend? How come I had to narrowly circumvent being broken up with right there with a trial-run second chance? WHY IS THIS HAPPENING AFTER I DODGED THE NOT-GRADUATING BULLET??? I've been paying (in scholarships, loans, and out-of-pocket money) $30,000 per year for three years, and HE WONDERS WHY I CAN'T SPEND SO MUCH TIME ON HIM???? What the fuck? What. The. Fuck.
I'm a little frustrated. I should be living in "you accomplished a huge thing and you should be proud" land. Instead, I'm living in "is this even worth it when he's being a jerk" land, and I don't appreciate it.
And yes, I do realize I've been busy and stressed and not able to spend much time on my boyfriend, especially since I live 4 1/2 hours away from him on a regular basis. But I don't even get to talk to my PARENTS as much as I talk to him and he STILL isn't happy!!
Also, there's the part where when I visit him on Friday, he's going to want to get physical and I AM HONESTLY NOT IN THE MOOD RIGHT NOW. Something about him being a jerk and him pushing to get physical even when I'm not in the mood that just makes me want to push him away. I really don't know what to do. It wasn't long ago that I was able to imagine spending the rest of my life with him, and now I'm just trying to imagine the next month with him. If it's going to be as unpleasant as it currently is, I'm not sure if I see the point. I don't like feeling like a bad person, and I know that I was right to concentrate on my own graduation rather than my romantic attachments. So why am I letting him make me feel like I was wrong?
IS THIS WRONG???
I should be feeling triumphant and relieved and maybe a little bit on edge about getting that paper done. How come I had to spend 45 minutes last night arguing with my boyfriend about whether or not I'm a good girlfriend? How come I had to narrowly circumvent being broken up with right there with a trial-run second chance? WHY IS THIS HAPPENING AFTER I DODGED THE NOT-GRADUATING BULLET??? I've been paying (in scholarships, loans, and out-of-pocket money) $30,000 per year for three years, and HE WONDERS WHY I CAN'T SPEND SO MUCH TIME ON HIM???? What the fuck? What. The. Fuck.
I'm a little frustrated. I should be living in "you accomplished a huge thing and you should be proud" land. Instead, I'm living in "is this even worth it when he's being a jerk" land, and I don't appreciate it.
And yes, I do realize I've been busy and stressed and not able to spend much time on my boyfriend, especially since I live 4 1/2 hours away from him on a regular basis. But I don't even get to talk to my PARENTS as much as I talk to him and he STILL isn't happy!!
Also, there's the part where when I visit him on Friday, he's going to want to get physical and I AM HONESTLY NOT IN THE MOOD RIGHT NOW. Something about him being a jerk and him pushing to get physical even when I'm not in the mood that just makes me want to push him away. I really don't know what to do. It wasn't long ago that I was able to imagine spending the rest of my life with him, and now I'm just trying to imagine the next month with him. If it's going to be as unpleasant as it currently is, I'm not sure if I see the point. I don't like feeling like a bad person, and I know that I was right to concentrate on my own graduation rather than my romantic attachments. So why am I letting him make me feel like I was wrong?
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Long Time Coming
Oh my. It's been such a long time since I last posted that I almost forgot that I have a blog. Well, in the land of Me, this is how things are going.
1.) Life with Hemingway is a little rough, because of the distance (natch), but otherwise good. He'll be visiting this weekend, which leads me into...
2.) ...Senior Project Land! Which is why I haven't been posting much. The problem with being a theatre major with an acting emphasis is that I only have three weeks in which to accomplish my senior project, which is essentially a thesis with a shitload of verbatim memorization on top of it (because, obviously, I need to memorize the script I'm acting from). The only bright spot was when I described the project to my sister over the phone and then told her that I have to defend my project to a committee, she finally began to take me seriously. SHE didn't have to write a thesis. SHE only had to do a Capstone paper. Trust me to choose the only school in the world that requires undergrads to to a thesis. I should've gone to Lycoming.
3.) Apartment-Land was okay until this morning, when I discovered that one of my roommate's cats threw up in my shoe. My expensive Born sneaker that I bought so I would have everyday shoes that don't fall apart. She and I will be having a discussion about this later. The other roommate and I are both anti-cat within the apartment, because these cats are spoiled and not very well-behaved. See also, one of them throws up on a regular basis. That cannot be healthy.
4.) Thanksgiving Break is next week!!! And I just found out that two of my afternoon classes are cancelled on Tuesday, so I may not have to leave reallyreally late after all. I may be able to leave after Dr. Fran's class, where we will have hopefully gotten all the way to Hamlet in our discussions. I say this with enormous optimism - and now we have to spend less time talking about Faustus, which I object to on principle. I LIKE Faustus and I'm bored with Hamlet. Bonus: I may get home in time to watch evening TV with my parents, which is fun because they understand that I like to make fun of things while watching.
5.) I have discovered what I am making everyone for Christmas. This is the first year EVER that I've known what to get Dad for Christmas.
6.) No access to Internet in my apartment makes me grumpy. It makes me grumpier to know that my roommate (the one with the cats) is in charge of that and she won't offer me any solutions except, "Well, the password I made up works on MY computer." I know what I'm doing. I know how to work wireless. I even went to CIS on campus to ask for advice and they said I was right - so listen to me and contact the provider to get the REAL password. Oy.
7.) Which means that if I want to work on my project, I have to lug my laptop to campus to set-up, which irks me. I realize it's more portable than a PC, but it's still a big laptop and rather heavy. And the bag is awkward to carry, too. Mrr.
I think that's all for now. I may come back with another update later while I'm procrastinating, but I don't know. For now I'm off and now it's going to be opening night for my senior project. (Also known as "Communicating Doors", a murder-mystery/farce/comedy/time-travel play. Yes, it does sound fun, doesn't it?
1.) Life with Hemingway is a little rough, because of the distance (natch), but otherwise good. He'll be visiting this weekend, which leads me into...
2.) ...Senior Project Land! Which is why I haven't been posting much. The problem with being a theatre major with an acting emphasis is that I only have three weeks in which to accomplish my senior project, which is essentially a thesis with a shitload of verbatim memorization on top of it (because, obviously, I need to memorize the script I'm acting from). The only bright spot was when I described the project to my sister over the phone and then told her that I have to defend my project to a committee, she finally began to take me seriously. SHE didn't have to write a thesis. SHE only had to do a Capstone paper. Trust me to choose the only school in the world that requires undergrads to to a thesis. I should've gone to Lycoming.
3.) Apartment-Land was okay until this morning, when I discovered that one of my roommate's cats threw up in my shoe. My expensive Born sneaker that I bought so I would have everyday shoes that don't fall apart. She and I will be having a discussion about this later. The other roommate and I are both anti-cat within the apartment, because these cats are spoiled and not very well-behaved. See also, one of them throws up on a regular basis. That cannot be healthy.
4.) Thanksgiving Break is next week!!! And I just found out that two of my afternoon classes are cancelled on Tuesday, so I may not have to leave reallyreally late after all. I may be able to leave after Dr. Fran's class, where we will have hopefully gotten all the way to Hamlet in our discussions. I say this with enormous optimism - and now we have to spend less time talking about Faustus, which I object to on principle. I LIKE Faustus and I'm bored with Hamlet. Bonus: I may get home in time to watch evening TV with my parents, which is fun because they understand that I like to make fun of things while watching.
5.) I have discovered what I am making everyone for Christmas. This is the first year EVER that I've known what to get Dad for Christmas.
6.) No access to Internet in my apartment makes me grumpy. It makes me grumpier to know that my roommate (the one with the cats) is in charge of that and she won't offer me any solutions except, "Well, the password I made up works on MY computer." I know what I'm doing. I know how to work wireless. I even went to CIS on campus to ask for advice and they said I was right - so listen to me and contact the provider to get the REAL password. Oy.
7.) Which means that if I want to work on my project, I have to lug my laptop to campus to set-up, which irks me. I realize it's more portable than a PC, but it's still a big laptop and rather heavy. And the bag is awkward to carry, too. Mrr.
I think that's all for now. I may come back with another update later while I'm procrastinating, but I don't know. For now I'm off and now it's going to be opening night for my senior project. (Also known as "Communicating Doors", a murder-mystery/farce/comedy/time-travel play. Yes, it does sound fun, doesn't it?
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