And these past two weeks were BAD. I basically shot my chance at an A in two courses. Things need to change, and fast. I think I'm going to start writing out a strict schedule, by the half hour. Wake up at 8 am every morning, to bed by midnight, or 1 am the latest. I will eat breakfast everyday. Maybe start making a run to Starbuck's once in a while. I think I am going to take up coffee drinking. I must master the arcane art of time management. Turn off the tv. Turn off the computer. Do work during normal waking hours. Never again am I going to ride the shuttle back from the library at 6 am. (Tanget: Oh, yeah, last time I rode back around 6:30 am and the driver was talking to me, the only passenger, about...what? his other job? a union thing? about how if it snowed he'd be screwed? and how he was financially ruined? and he kept going on and on and he was a nice guy but I had a headache and was about to pass out but I had to keep listening and saying the requisite "uh huh" and "ah" and "yeah" and the occasional chuckle was thrown in there because I couldn't just ignore him but I was so tired and it took so much effort and it was terrible so yeah, point is, don't want to subject myself to that again)

Send me an inspirational e-mail, because I don't know if I have it in me to turn myself around. It was kind of a relief to find out I am not the only person like this, who doesn't do work when they don't feel like it. And who does desperate things...I'm talking about Willy B. of course. I cannot say what Willy does, it is for his own personal safety. It's really quite genius, but word might get back to the professors on which he has performed this little trick. Suffice it to say, I am not alone.

Also, long ago, I went to Puerto Rico...remeber that? I kept a travel journal and I said I would post it but I never did. A few years later, I am saying it again. I am going to type it up and put it up. Soon. Let's see how long it takes.

Flying Nut and Fluffy Covers have been suspended indefinitely. I've got too much sh!t going on. In fact, F.C. might be scrapped completely. I have decided that I really do sound terrible. Pity, really. I wonder if my voice would change if I started taking allergy medicine.

I got the longest, greatest email from J. Lo the other day. I barely know him, but he seems like an insanely interesting person that I would really make an effort to know. It made me think of all the interesting people there are in the world and how I should make an effort to find them, to know them, expand my social horizons. I should start talking to people on the shuttle. Or on line at Cox. Or in the library. Maybe not in the library. Maybe the supermarket. Reminds me of a conversation I had with Kevin when he was whining about how he never met new people. I suggested the supermarket as a prospective place to meet people and he laughed. But seriously though, it's a great place to meet people, if only just for the reason that people go there. The only problem is people have gotten really anti-social, especially in public places.

Started listening to Belle and Sebastian again. And Phantom Planet.

No messages or phone calls in the past three days. This makes me sad. Doesn't my mother love me?

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It snowed today, too. I didn't know it snowed in GA. It was frigid when I went to class. Most other Atlanta schools got a snow day, but no, not Emory. Not fair.

Things to do this weekend:

Buy Maria's birthday present

Read and finish 100 Years of Solitude

Study Psych Stats and seriously catch up on material

Laundry

Clean room and desk

Start Pols of Identity paper

This is really not too much, but when am I going to have time to do these things? Friday night I have the home meeting or Maria's birthday dinner (if she doesn't go home this weekend). Saturday I am going (w/ Jed, wonder how he is, I saw a news article on how this bride got blown up in her own wedding in Ethopia and I mentally tabbed it for later conversation with Jed) to volunteer at Metro. I'll get back in time to catch a ride with Daniela to the college meeting at Tech. Sunday morning, church. This leaves the follow time slots open for work:

Late Friday night - More likey to be spent watching Monk and fooling around online

Saturday morning- So sleeping

Late Saturday night- Maybe some reading done but not much else

Sunday late afternoon and evening-Crunch time.

I need more time. The weekend should be 3 days long. I just dont have the TIME to do all these things and I should just drop something but what can I drop? The job that I just took after doing so much to ensure my employment? I can't do that. It would be wrong, and a great diservice. And honestly, I want my own office in the library. And I need the money. So I can't quit. The Metro mentoring? I could drop, but it only takes up a few hours of my Saturday so the return would be minimal and the cost (i.e. Jed) is too high. And I enjoy doing this. So I'm not dropping Metro. It's too late to drop a class. And all that's left are the meetings. Here is a synopsis of my church related going ons:

1. Sunday Lord's Table: 10-1pm, usually followed by a long LONG lunch at someone's house.

2. Tuesday: Dinner at Daniela's, really difficult bc I have to cook for this and I get back from class and work at around 5:30 and it starts at 6 pm. And I have lab due the next day.

3. Thursday: Sister's dinner. I have not attended this yet, but have just started been getting invited, which results in pressure and obligation, which results in me going.

4. Friday: Home meeting at the Black's. 6:30 pm-whenver. usually get back around 11.

5. Saturday: College meeting at Tech campus. 6:00 pm-9:30 pm.

Not including number 3, a minimum of 10 hours per week goes into attending the meetings. I really don't want to drop any of these. The things that are most droppable are the one's I enjoy the most (the tuesday dinners and friday night meeting). I think I will have to play this one by ear, week by week.

And I'm talking about how full my schedule is but I know it's really not that bad and I know how other students have tons more on their plate than I. How do they handle it? How can they humanly accomplish so much? Do they sleep?

In high school I did not sleep. I did not need sleep. All nighters were a common thing. And I was okay. But now, I don't know what has happened. I can't manage to stay up anymore. I am growing old.

This entry has gone on way to long and I can't believe you have read this far in light of what I have been talking/whining about.