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Yeah yeah, I've got all this free time and I'm not using it to get ahead on my homework at all. I am a bad, bad student. But this place makes me a bad student by never giving me a break. I think my doom for day as far as productivity was concerned was pretty much sealed around 1:30 when I decided to take a nap. After that, I had even less energy. On the plus side, at practice today I actually managed to get tired before my mutant alien shins started trying to eat their way out of my legs. And at the team meeting, I was briefly excited when I heard that the track teams from Capital University were going to be here for the weekend. I know some people from my high school went there, and I was sort of hoping one of them would be on the track team. Even though none of my real close friends went there, it would be nice to see someone familiar. And it would be a ton of fun to be all happy and show them around campus so rumours about how good I've got it out here could spread around my old class. Heh, one of my big goals in going to a good school was to show off and stuff, but I left thinking that no one appreciated it because they all thought the UofC was a state school (I think most of them still do). I will someday see to it that that is disproven though. I don't know why I want to make my classmates jealous or something... like I've still got something to prove... what do they matter? Why do they still matter to me... the ones that never talked to me or anything... huh. Guess I'm just a little weird.
I think I played FFX for four hours today. I only wanted to play it until 10:00 or so, but I couldn't find a freaking save point (I hate RPGs sometimes) so I played until almost 11:30. I wouldn't play it at all anymore if I didn't find Auron so interesting. I hate it when people are right about some things... like my bizarre obsession with the mysterious weird awesome guys who actually know what's going on but don't/won't tell you in RPGs. Mmmm, mysterious weird awesome guys who actually know what's going on. I don't care about Yuna and Tidus and Sin. I often want someone to club Tidus and leave him in a ditch somewhere... or on the thunder fields or whatever. I want to know why Auron smells of the far...side....verse...thing. I want to know how he got from Spira, to Zanarkand 1,000 years ago, and back to Spria. Well, technically I do know how he got back to Spira... but... anyway. Rambling. Right. Because everyone cares so much about what's going on in the game I'm playing right now. I can't wait until Xenosaga comes.
I think right now, I'm in good shape for my calc midterm on Thursday, provided I do a little bit of studying the formulas for rotation and such. As long as I remember those I'm set, because that tedious evil assignment that I had last week drilled the centriod stuff into my head. I just don't want to have to write my paper for Hum, because even though the topics are numbered 1 and 3, there are only two topics, and both of them are stupid. I sort of wish I didn't have to take the third quarter, but if I don't I won't have enough classes. Grr, school. I need to figure out how I'm supposed to register for my phys ed class, too. I'll be immensely useful to get my lifeguarding certification. They get paid more than minimum wage. And I'd get to be outside all day. Sounds good to me. Of course, I can't sit there and read or listen to music or anything... and the old lake I used to swim at is closed, and probably will remain closed, so who knows where I'd work. Or maybe I could just get me WSI and latch myself on with all the people that I used to teach lessons with. That would be fun. At least I know them. On the whole most of the lifeguards I've met have been pretty socially elitist.
Ooooh, and I'm getting a prospie this weekend! Just me, because my roomie's going to be out of town for the weekend, back at home (so jealous... darn her). I hope my prospie's the sort to 1) not hold it against me that I'll be gone most of the day on Saturday at my meet and 2) will be impressed by large displays of dorkiness. I'll try to take care of her... and at least they can trust me not to try to get her drunk or anything. Dear goodness, I am going to be such a boring host. Not being here, not doing anything interesting. Sigh. Oh well, I s'pose that's how it goes. The actual big prospie week in April ought to be interesting. Both of us should be here for that (unless I have an away meet... which I probably wouldn't be able to go to anyway).
Ah, I sat down today and looked at the UAA top times/distances and figured out that to be in the top 3 in my two events, making it possible for me to go to conference, I have to PR in both events. In high jump by 2 inches, and in long jump by about 4. I think I could pull off the long jump one, especially if my mark's on (I haven't had any big trouble with it yet this year) and my legs are feeling good. I think as long as I don't kill them tomorrow or Thursday, this weekend should be a good meet. I'm starting to think that maybe my high jump approach is all screwed up because at meets I always have to move it over because of the throwing area, and that's when I have fewer problems. I think I need to just move my mark over in general... maybe this weekend I'll remember to measure where my mark is, if all goes well. Which I will continue to believe it will. Go well, darn you!
I think maybe now I'll read my lab for Bio tomorrow (sequencing my mitochondrial DNA, so I can find out if I'm a human being or not), and then go to bed. And get 8 hours of sleep. I am such a stickler for getting a proper amount of sleep. Silly, silly me. It's not my fault that sleep is fun! It's all the fault of my overactive imagination, and the strange things I do to stimulate it, like trying to come up with the rest of the plot to an entire RPG or wondering what kind of role all my housemates would have if we were a band of superheros and such.
I think I played FFX for four hours today. I only wanted to play it until 10:00 or so, but I couldn't find a freaking save point (I hate RPGs sometimes) so I played until almost 11:30. I wouldn't play it at all anymore if I didn't find Auron so interesting. I hate it when people are right about some things... like my bizarre obsession with the mysterious weird awesome guys who actually know what's going on but don't/won't tell you in RPGs. Mmmm, mysterious weird awesome guys who actually know what's going on. I don't care about Yuna and Tidus and Sin. I often want someone to club Tidus and leave him in a ditch somewhere... or on the thunder fields or whatever. I want to know why Auron smells of the far...side....verse...thing. I want to know how he got from Spira, to Zanarkand 1,000 years ago, and back to Spria. Well, technically I do know how he got back to Spira... but... anyway. Rambling. Right. Because everyone cares so much about what's going on in the game I'm playing right now. I can't wait until Xenosaga comes.
I think right now, I'm in good shape for my calc midterm on Thursday, provided I do a little bit of studying the formulas for rotation and such. As long as I remember those I'm set, because that tedious evil assignment that I had last week drilled the centriod stuff into my head. I just don't want to have to write my paper for Hum, because even though the topics are numbered 1 and 3, there are only two topics, and both of them are stupid. I sort of wish I didn't have to take the third quarter, but if I don't I won't have enough classes. Grr, school. I need to figure out how I'm supposed to register for my phys ed class, too. I'll be immensely useful to get my lifeguarding certification. They get paid more than minimum wage. And I'd get to be outside all day. Sounds good to me. Of course, I can't sit there and read or listen to music or anything... and the old lake I used to swim at is closed, and probably will remain closed, so who knows where I'd work. Or maybe I could just get me WSI and latch myself on with all the people that I used to teach lessons with. That would be fun. At least I know them. On the whole most of the lifeguards I've met have been pretty socially elitist.
Ooooh, and I'm getting a prospie this weekend! Just me, because my roomie's going to be out of town for the weekend, back at home (so jealous... darn her). I hope my prospie's the sort to 1) not hold it against me that I'll be gone most of the day on Saturday at my meet and 2) will be impressed by large displays of dorkiness. I'll try to take care of her... and at least they can trust me not to try to get her drunk or anything. Dear goodness, I am going to be such a boring host. Not being here, not doing anything interesting. Sigh. Oh well, I s'pose that's how it goes. The actual big prospie week in April ought to be interesting. Both of us should be here for that (unless I have an away meet... which I probably wouldn't be able to go to anyway).
Ah, I sat down today and looked at the UAA top times/distances and figured out that to be in the top 3 in my two events, making it possible for me to go to conference, I have to PR in both events. In high jump by 2 inches, and in long jump by about 4. I think I could pull off the long jump one, especially if my mark's on (I haven't had any big trouble with it yet this year) and my legs are feeling good. I think as long as I don't kill them tomorrow or Thursday, this weekend should be a good meet. I'm starting to think that maybe my high jump approach is all screwed up because at meets I always have to move it over because of the throwing area, and that's when I have fewer problems. I think I need to just move my mark over in general... maybe this weekend I'll remember to measure where my mark is, if all goes well. Which I will continue to believe it will. Go well, darn you!
I think maybe now I'll read my lab for Bio tomorrow (sequencing my mitochondrial DNA, so I can find out if I'm a human being or not), and then go to bed. And get 8 hours of sleep. I am such a stickler for getting a proper amount of sleep. Silly, silly me. It's not my fault that sleep is fun! It's all the fault of my overactive imagination, and the strange things I do to stimulate it, like trying to come up with the rest of the plot to an entire RPG or wondering what kind of role all my housemates would have if we were a band of superheros and such.
