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A while ago in Spanish we were talking about study habits and this girl (who I don't particularly enjoy) piped up with the fact that a person should study for two hours per one hour class period they attend. Was she joking? I have five classes (two of which are an hour and a half, so that's three hours), which come out to six hours of total class time for two days (I have three classes on monday and two on tuesday). According to this girl I should be studying for six hours on monday night and six hours on tuesday night! That's just crazy! And I'm sure that's not quite how it goes. I mean I could save some of those hours from the week for the weekend, hah. Maybe in an ideal world I would get that much studying done, but there is way too much going on for me to have any inkling of desire for such extensive studying. Goodness! Then again, if I were to devote that much time to my studies I'd probably do amazingly in my classes.

But in the end I do fine and have had no problems yet with not devoting my whole night and day to pouring over books. Viva la vida!

This whole post was brought on by the fact that I'm about go to the language lab to sit around and study Spanish for two hours! Or as long as I can take it. You know I'm excited.

There's a ladybug on my window; it's scuttling along. Aren't they good luck or something like that? I have no real idea!

I can feel that this week is going to be good. I really don't know why since I have two tests and the rough draft of a paper due that I completely forgot about. Thankfully it's a story (creative non-fiction) and has a minimum of one-thousand words (easy peasy). Maybe I'll try to churn the thing out tonight. My goal is to try to have all of my homework homework (not studying) done for tomorrow and wednesday, so I can go to a Halloween party a friend is having tomorrow evening. I have no idea what I'm going to be! Ahh!  Most of my costumes consist of random, non-matching clothes and a crazy hat, or sunglasses, or both. That's probably what I'll go with. We'll see. Either way I'm rather excited.

Had my Japanese interview test today, which was interesting. My teacher said I did well, so that's good. I guess I'm just used to using and speaking in Japanese since I visited there the summer before last, and had a foreign exchange student my senior year.

Okay, well it's off to math now for me. Bye!

    Last night was interesting. Went to several halloween parties. A friend and I dressed as her parents, and it was fun. The whole night was just kind of odd. There was this huge group of us who all went to the first party together and I was having a good time dancing and dancing and all that jazz. I didn't know very many people, but that's never bothered me before, but about half of the group I was with didn't know anyone and wasn't having fun, so they wanted to go to another party.
    I obliged and went along, and we ended up at this guy's house. He had wassail and a bonfire and old records to groove to. It was a good time, but in a different way. My "wife" got rather plastered and depressed, so I walked her home. The stars were visible in the sky and people were running around whooping and hollering and here we are strolling down the cracked sidewalk. She enumerated about her problems and I listened and held her steady. We made it back to her place, I let her in, she curled up on her couch, I talked to one of her room-mates for five minutes or so who just about to go out) and then I biked back to my room. The whole affair, the whole evening, was interesting. Yay for first collegiate halloween experience!
    Today I'm going to be going with two friends to look at a house. It's three miles from campus and six-hundred a month, so I'm not sure it'll be a perfect fit, but I went by yesterday and really liked the outside. And it's in a nice neighborhood.
    Then on actual Halloween there's going to be a party, and there'll be this guy there that could be interested in me. So that'll be interesting -- we'll see what happens, hah.

I thought this meme was nice, so yeah.

Instructions:

1. Grab the nearest book. *
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next three sentences on your blog along with these instructions

* 'nearest' means you can't rummage around for a 'cool' or 'intellectual' book.  Really, whatever your hand falls on first.  Let's hope it's not porn.

From The Secret History by Donna Tartt.
When I touched my forehead with my ungloved hand the fingers came away red. The quarter was gone; besides, I had forgotten the number. I would have to come back later, when the Boulder Tap was open and I could get change.

Interestingly enough the one-hundred twenty-third page was ear-marked. I have no real idea why. And, if you were worried, this won't become a habit. I just liked this idea.

"She had a deep, throaty laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up." (I really like this -- thank you grandma for sending that e-mail of analogies and metaphors).

Today is looking up for me quite a bit. The weekend is approaching quickly, the weather is brisk and refreshing, and I'm just in a good mood. I continue to work on building up those friendships and am really excited to continue to do so.

I think this summer I'm going to go to China! For six credit hours! Sweet, sweet, am I right?

One thing that is beginning to manifest, unfortunately, is that my room-mate has a distinct manly odor that enjoys permeating throughout the room. It's not unappealing per-se, but quite strong and can give me a headache. I need to go to the store and get some air fresheners and open the windows when he's not here. Oh the joys of living in a dorm room.

Next semester I'm going to be taking health, and in addition to the lecture class we have to do an activity. I think I'm going to do yoga because ever since I've stopped doing karate I've gotten a lot less flexible and it's bumming me out! I want that flexibility back man!

Have a good daaay.

I'm going into hibernation. I keep putting myself out there. I keep trying and trying and trying, and I keep getting slapped down. Man, I need to just stop trying to find men, I need to strengthen the friendships I have -- concentrate on them. All of this stems from a building up of bad situations and annoyances and general shit. And, as my Facebook profile will attest, I'm not taking any shit!

Facebook is another thing that's no good.

I'm becoming a hermit for awhile -- for my sanity and schooling. This doesn't mean I won't have any fun or experience things because that'd just be depressing. And I'm not depressed. I'm just realizing that I'm too open with people. Maybe I try too hard as well?

I really like that the weather is getting colder. Mhmmm.

I've been listening to a lot of that Thao Nyugen album, AND and Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins (Jenny Lewis being the lead singer of Rilo Kiley). I love this finding of good music. And the weather outside is wonderful and I shaved today and am getting a hair-cut tomorrow, and oh the excitement.

These things keep me from being too sad. That boy that I mentioned in the last blog didn't work out. He's not even sure he's gay, which is pretty hilarious. I don't know. Everything has just made me fed up with the pursuit. I'm not going to search out the gay men, I'm not going to instigate anymore. I am done! Yes.

I've made a design for a t-shirt I'm going to silk-screen. I'm really, really excited about it. When it's finished I'll be sure to take pictures and show you all. Yahoo.

Okay, I have to get ready for class. Just a wee update -- hope everyone is well!