yes, i did know. and that's the weirdest thing of all.
so, in a nutshell, last week was quite a low. for the first time in my life, i studied my ass off and it didn't work. i got a c. a 75, to be exact. as much as it fucking sucks and is still tearing me apart inside, the class average was a 61 and i am comforting myself with this fact. too bad it doesn't mean jack shit since my professor doesn't scale but so it goes, right?
i guess it was bound to happen at some point or another. better sooner than later, i guess, right? i'll have you know i can only say that now because i'm back on my happy meds (no more weird entries, i promise). thursday afternoon is a blur of volunteering at hasbro children's hospital, having a silent breakdown, studying for civ, and collapsing onto my bed before midnight.
friday went much more smoothly (after all, how could it not?) civ went okay, i'm hoping for a b. chem lab ended early, so mike (aka fro) and i caught a bus to kennedy plaza (remind me to tell you about my adventure there! ::shivers:) and walked to thayer, whereupon we dined at j and j's candy bar (me) and geoff's sandwich shop (him). i regaled him with my most embarassing stories and terrible eating habits (i ate two plates of pickles. okay, fine, three) and we traded dave concert experiences (*sigh* i'm listening to the stone right now). we moseyed over to the avon cinema to see good night, and good luck , the new george clooney flick revolving around edward morrow's war vs. senator mccarthy. excellent. i give it... 4.5 stars. go see it. if only for the cinematography alone. and don't let lack of knowledge regarding mccarthyism deter you because i can't pretend i knew a whole lot about it prior to seeing the movie, and it makes so much more sense now.
i decided to pass on the ceo's and office ho's party that night in favor of chillaxing with liv and later on steve. unfortuantely, i had to wake up early on saturday. parent's weekend. that was splendid. no really, my parents and i get along so well on neutral ground. saturday night we went to see the tempest. spectacular. danny o steals the show as trinculo. love that boy.
last night i slept at home and it was glorious. well, not even so much the sleeping in my own bed part. it was more the showering in my own shower sans flip flops part that i liked! the 'rents and shel dropped me off around 1 or so. i couldn't sit still or concentrate at all, nor did i really want to start all the homework i had, so steve and i jetted to the providence place and caught jarhead. just.... wow.
upon returning, i tackled some bio and civ before hitting up suites and visiting fro - i wanted to drop off ishmael for him because i reread it over the summer, actually understood it this time around, and wanted to pass it on to someone who'd truly appreciate it. i hadn't read it since freshman year - the very first book we had to read for trottier/kopka. what a mind twister. in exchange he offered skittles and pickles. i really need to stop exhibiting my excessively weird eating habits so early on in my friendships!!
tonight there was a thunderstorm. it was beautiful as i watched it from one of the windows on the first floor and talked to ryan about chicks in albany with rich uncles and weird women on buses with tied tubes and 8 hour drives and similar utter randomness. he comes home in less than two weeks. so stoked.
it's going to be a long week. the cold is coming back. i want to go to the beach one more time with hot chocolate and mittens again this year before it's too late.
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is!
O brave new world,
That has such people in't!
-Miranda, The Tempest, 5.1.