4 posts tagged “school”
I got my diploma in the mail today.
I officially done graduated. Yee haw.
Or, How I Lost My Bran Muffin.
At some point I recognized I am crazy. I am crazy in that I draw causality in places where it doesn't really exist and then make major decisions based on this. Often these decisions haunt me later. For example, I am convinced that if I have TOO good of a time, do something TOO convenient, or engage in some EXCELLENT activity, I must also engage in some sort of self punishment otherwise I will have bad luck. Things always have to even out.
I know this doesn't make sense. I am one hundred percent onboard. But every once in awhile something happens that make me get right back on the crazy train. In July I hung out with Jay and had a very good time, and when I came home, my cat had died. IF I HAD SLAMMED MY HAND IN THE CAR DOOR THIS WOULD NOT HAVE HAPPENED. I am not saying Jay Barnes is a cat killer, but I am saying Jay Barnes is a cat killer.
So today during Game Theory I realized that I still needed to finish a Spanish assignment that actually involved talking with my Profesor(a). I gradually started to freak out about this, and eventually decided that instead of just doing it before Spanish class and risk not having enough time, I would have to skip out early to get it done.
I HATE LEAVING CLASSES EARLY. Firstly I kinda dig Game Theory and all its weird formulas and nodes and diagrams, but also it's so incredibly rude and I was basically front row in the middle of the class. I don't care who you are, but if you have to leave class and you're sitting right up front it starts to make you a little nervous.
Anyway, I began gradually compacting my things, piling up my books, putting everything away in my purse until I was ready to make a run for it. HOWEVER, then the little voice started to kick in that leaving class early was bad luck unless I did something that was equally inconvenient to me. I had already been trying to decide whether or not to take my muffin with me--it was in a very loud paper bag and I was already concerned about sneaking out with a VERY LOUD BAG AND PEOPLE MIGHT EXTRA LOOK AT ME AND OH NO!
Either way, I eventually made the decision that because I was hungry enough, and because I knew the muffin was delicious enough, that if I left it behind I would even out the luck in my world and also I would not have to worry about bag noise.
And that's what goes on in my head.
The two big presentations are finished. I'm actually far less bitter than when I started out. I had no idea how awesome Dubai is. There's an incredible wealth of photography about the city that might as well be right out of Las Vegas or Singapore. If you're interested, check out this great article from The Mises Institute. Below is a Marina/waterfront development project that when completed is going to be about two and a half times the size of the District and seven times the size of Manhattan. Free trade zones represetin', y'all.
I'm having a little bit of a meltdown. Too much is happening all at once. While I realize it is my own fault for scheduling it this way, still, um, fuck. Here's what I have to get done by the end of tomorrow:
- 15 slide presentation about the geography of the UAE (do I have a paper to turn in with this as well? I have no idea. This class is ridiculous. There is no written copy of her guidelines for anything and her broken and stilted English, while something I can forgive, is made incredibly incoherent by her ever changing directions)
- A 2 page paper/quiz about the ancient civilization of Dubai (those two things are due in class today, I haven't started either. Well, I started the presentation but 'AutoSave' seems to be a relative term)
- A 5 page paper for Middle East Civilization for tomorrow morning, another case of something important I haven't been able to start yet. It has to be based on reading I probably haven't done.
- A Game Theory problem set, again, for tomorrow
- Tengo que estudiar para un examen de espanol, tambien, manana.
So basically it looks like I'm not going to be going home until sometime tomorrow afternoon. Thank goodness nobody will notice if I sleep in these clothes.
