highs and lows of the week
highs:
- finally finished and turned in my fellowship application, the results of which i hardly care about anymore because i’m so ecstatic that it’s finally out of my hands so i can actually focus on my life.
- turned in my schedule today. taking a pretty round five classes, mostly seminars. something i’m happy about is that i scheduled this semester so i’ve nothing on fridays(!!!) and as compacted of a courseload as possible - meaning no unnecessary 1 1/2 hour gaps between classes where i don’t do anything but waste time. in general i wish the course offerings this year were better, but i think i will probably adapt to this current happiness level, as all are apt to do, so it doesn’t matter anyway. i’m really pumped for my french courses, really really pumped, and because of this i am always happy to do all of the readings (which usually never happens for me) and this is just very satisfying altogether. i’m excited that prof. wood is coming back from sabbatical next year and that the french course offerings next year are going to be absolutely splendid.
- the french honey - miel de bruyère - that i got for evan has been such a delicious breakfast staple! i think he likes it a lot, which makes me happy.
lows:
- i haven’t seen a dentist in the longest time, and yesterday i brushed my molars and found that the very gap where there would be wisdom teeth started bleeding a little from the abrasion. hope this doesn’t mean they are coming in.
- losing sleep from shopping period and application writing and pile-ups of homework. also coffee does absolutely nothing to wake me up but make me bitchy.
- some really inane and bullshitty discussions in my past few seminars. i guess it’s better than overly academic, self-important section assholes.
- need to write a little paper for the last fellowship… meep.
- went to the travel clinic this morning, and i think i will probably need like ten vaccinations to go to nepal… blurg. i can’t remember the last time i got one. but did i ever tell you i’ve bitten a stranger before because i didn’t want to get a shot?
