Sunday!

Dec. 18th, 2011 05:56 pm
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Sunday. A whole of week of non-school activity is gone. Normally it would have been spent agonizing over textbooks and then giving up and then consoling myself over the internet or on games. Now that deadlines are out the window, the possibilities are endless. Will I actually start doing my Super Big Ultra Important Fandom-Shattering Fanfic? Or wallop around in Dragon Age? Actually play the games I bought over the year with money I sort of have? Hook up with friends? Restore old friendships?

Oh vacation time. It was so much more simpler when I was in another country where I don't speak the language. Actually no. It sucks to be mistaken for being some local who knows the language and then flummoxing people when you don't and then hear them berate you for it.

Today I saw my little brother play Vivaldi on the cello with the Youth Virtuosi in the Music and Arts Conservatory, and the talent pool in the strings department there is really impressive considering the age group. I invited my highschool friend to see it with me, and given that he plays violin he was also very impressed over how well the kids played. He says there was no scratchiness at all, and in retrospect I guess that's what I was looking for in young musicians and to hear that there really wasn't showed how they exceeded expectations.

Unlike other times in the past, I haven't really been that excited over meeting up with my old friends in high school. Maybe I grew out of it. Most likely, it's because I don't like to talk about what I've been doing while I know that they're doing Big Things in their colleges and getting ready to get their degrees. It's hard to talk about that when I know that all I've been doing is flailing around. 

I should use this holiday time to prep myself up for the spring.
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Finished my finals and am glad that they're good and buried. I got a guaranteed A on my Psych class, which is supremely awesome given my track record. The rest.... not awesome. Oh well, it is what it is and I'm determined to redeem myself in the Spring. The steps I'll take to ensure that I do so would be to re-study all that I've learned. Consistently, and it'll help to have a lot of time on my hands.

Also,

Dear Fenris, )
zen_monk: (Critical hit to the nads)
I dislike this particular Wednesday when normally I would have looked to it because it's "Hump" day (going over the "hump" of the week, not in any way a sexual reference [sadly?]). After Wednesday is over, I get my favorite day, Thursday, and then it's the weekend.

BUT. Yesterday, I actually went to the school fitness center to exercise, since that's one of the privileges for signing up on a fitness course, and ran 3K on the treadmill. Pretty sweet, I thought at the time, because I had that nice burn in my muscles that made them all rubbery and relaxed, and I felt like I actually accomplished something meaning.

Too bad that that was the first time I exercised in months and now I have raging soreness in my lower back, my calves, thighs, shoulders, arms and elbows. The shoulders are explained my bag holding many heavy books, but my elbows? My shoulder blades? I hurt all over, man! And it didn't help that due to nature's natural course last night, I now also have stomach cramps despite having taken three Motrin to remedy that. 

And soon, I will have Chinese class in a stuffy classroom.

URGH.
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I survived the first week of college.

I LIVED.

It's a brand new semester for me! I'm gonna turn in all my homework, participate in student government, maybe theater on the side. I'll deepen the friendships I could have had from high school with the same people I see from high school, and this and that...

I have now accepted the fact that I'm doing my English class next semester... XP Which feels weird for me.... English class was like the majority of my life. I always have a paper to turn in, something that I have to read. It's an odd feeling. Well, that means I'll have to survive my math class and work hard in it.

I WILL REGAIN MY HONOR. (that's such an Akihiko line).

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