The disorientation that is missing the morning ritual…
Once upon a cold and chilly morn, there was a princess, and she was by far the fairest and most determined princess of them all… She had ever so graciously bestowed her most precious of alarm clocks upon her dear mother the widowed queen, and thus was left with the most disfunctional of alarm clocks to be found. But this princess was not one to complain, at least not until one fated morning when the alarm clock took it upon itself to not wakeher up at the arranged 5:30 bell, and left her to peacefully sleep until she naturally woke up at 7:25…
Shit!!!
To be long winded, that was the start of what was to unravel to be a moderately hectic day. Although I would like to take a moment to brag about how I was able to fully assemble myself within the span of 20 minutes (a task that I had deemed near impossible beforehand), and be on the 7:55 bus to the University. I took to doing the forbidden (buying breakfast out of the house), and also contented myself with purchasing lunch in between classes.
Last night I found myself sick with a sore stomach and headache from the stress of studying and worrying about today’s impending Japanese Unit Quiz, but I believe it went rather well. I honestly worked myself up way too much for this exam, which is not something I find myself often doing. The following relief was amplified however, after having taken the surprisingly easy test. And so one stress was put out with relatively little effort on my behalf, although I am definitely going to start using my day planner more actively from here on in to keep track of these deadlines.
Nothing really interesting happened otherwise however… the only really newsworthy thing is my renewed determination to revive my recasting from the beginning. I have yet to review my journal from the past few weeks, but I am aware of the items I am having in excess, and I have planned out my methods for tackling these little nuisances.
Anyways, off to bed now. Good night and sweet dreams~
Thanks for the vote of confidence on ‘the outfit’… although you did see me AFTER I spoke with my professor, so the event in itself did a lot to pick up my confidence (“Yes — I CAN be diplomatic!”) — that sort of thing.
It’s true that I’m a little unsettled with the current tone of my blog, but this is also the result of having to keep the content neutral. I don’t know if you’ve read any of my earlier entries, but a lot of them are high-spirited (see category “High jinks”), so they kind of balance things out. I probably told you about the time Ana and I crashed one of the Japanese Department’s forum receptions, but it’s in there.
The reason why it’s been difficult to write about anything good is because it’s related to professors, and since I’m aware that The Department knows about my blog and may even read it, I now try to stay away from those topics, or at least any with blatant identifying factors. It’s kind of like that “Don’t shit where you eat” thing: You don’t blog about work. And since I hope that I may one day work with people in The Department, I no longer write directly about them. You might think I’m just being paranoid, but I’m also a reader of ‘Dooce’ (Heather Armstrong’s blog), which rose to fame after she got fired for blogging about work in great critical detail.
Anyway, this is becoming way too long, but what I wanted to tell you is that I’ll email you my personal journal entry about the meeting with my professor. I still write about the good things, but if they’re too personal to post publicly, rest assured that I still write about them elsewhere…
Until later today then, gorgeous ~
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