Self-Evaluation

Well, kids, it's gotten to be that time. I have a final on Monday, and then I'm outta here. I've actually been dreading this for quite some time. As much as I love my family, I'm not ready to go home. I'm not ready for this semester to be over. I guess that's mostly just because I'm not ready to be that much closer to graduation. Not ready at all.

And now it's time to check up on my second semester resolutions...

1: Make a guy friend

-- Check

2: Spend less time on Facebook

-- FAIL FAIL FAIL

3: Make a good girl friend

-- I actually made several good girl friends this semester. Not like "let's hang out on Saturday night" girl friends, but people I at least eat with when able.

4: Fall in love

-- Yea-no.

5: Spend more time with best friend from home

-- Well, we didn't spend a lot of time together, but we definitely did spend more time together

As for the friend grading scale, I'm going to give myself a B-. I made 5 new girl friends and 3 new guy friends this semester. I think saying I'm friends with my roommate might be pushing it, but we definitely get along really well so that's good.

All in all it was an okay semester. Definitely not as great as Fall 09 or Fall 08, but not as bad as Spring 09, either. I was just really overwhelmed a lot of this semester, which made it difficult. That also means I'm probably going to HATE Fall 10, because I'm going to be even more overwhelmed then. Awesome.

It's Been Quite Some Time

Hello, non-existent readers.

I really, really, really should be studying for my Spanish exam right now. But I'm not. Wanna know why? Because my Spanish exam, quite literally, is not covering a single thing we've learned so far this semester. No lie. We've learned about literature: the different aspects of it, how to analyze it, things like that. We've read a bunch of stuff from 600 years ago. What is our exam on? Grammar. Things that aren't actually on our course's website.

What. The. Hell. I think I'm going to complain about this to someone with power, because this is absolutely ridiculous.

In other news, this has been, hands down, the hardest semester of college thus far. Let's see, what all have I dealt with?

- Stomach flu

- Death of two students, both of which I knew, one of which I worked with

- 16 credits (full load)

- 2 classes for no credit

- A job (which, okay, is only like 4 hours max a week. But still)

- The school newspaper

I hit the ground running in every sense possible and have been going 100 mph ever since, with no stopping in sight. I truly think this semester will be my downfall.

I hate college.

More Resolutions

I kind of like that list I made before first semester, so I'm doing it again:

1. Make a guy friend. Or more. No need to get too ambitious, though. Making one more would double my current total, which would be nice.

2. Spend less time on Facebook. My goal is 1.5 hours per day or less. It's awfully ambitious, but I think it would be good for me.

3. Make a good girl friend. Because at this point, I only have one good friend in college. I'd like to have at least two good girl friends, because girl friends are important.

4. Fall in love. Oh, why not?

5. Spend more time with former best friend from home. Who knew it would be so easy to drift apart when you go to the same school? I need to work on that.

And then the same grading scale as last semester for friend making.

I was just on Facebook, and I found myself in the background of someone's picture. I was yawning in the picture, and the girl who put the picture up found it funny. I believe the caption was "the girl in the background makes this picture that much better ahahahahaha." For some strange reason, it actually didn't insult me. I'm not making some totally ridiculous face or anything. I don't know. It's weird.

Speaking of weird. I had the chance to go back to school early, but decided against it. This is weird because I had practically been begging to go back on Sunday instead of Monday nearly all break, but suddenly once I had to go back on Sunday instead of Monday, I got angry and fought for my one extra night at home (and got it). Strange.