Living fast

That was a nice party! I actually enjoyed it. Nice and chill, no dancing with people or myself, just chill.

Also I went on Facebook today to check if someone told me something about meeting to practice something. Nope. I probably should've asked her though, as we've gotta get going and she doesn't have much free time. Man she's intense.

But so am I, to a certain extent, just not as much. I just worry about everything and then do it at the last minute. I should stop doing that

Parties might help, actually, if they're as chill as this. The beer was very, very good too. I want to know which one it is so I can drink it more often (instead of Guinness or some shit, ugh)

Let's see what I'm going to do - submit a form to be a grader, another to be a tutor (I know, I know, and I know... that I shouldn't do both.), work on my final music project, work on my not-final music project, do abstract algebra homework, study the ishh out of abstract algebra, do my comp homework, grade engineers' math homework, go home. I keep wanting to type "go home"; I just want it over with. Well, it will be over and done with no matter how much I worry about it so I guess I'll just do it. I will just do it.

Oh, and compile a list of grad schools via investigating them all. And do my degree sheet. And successfully go to an appointment to get my photo taken 45 minutes after pilates on Thursday. That's not good. How will I eat lunch and after that not be sweaty and disheveled?

Yeah, difficult week ahead. It just means I have to do work. I still should be able to go to the gym on Friday again, which was the major success of this week. Getting ripped is hard business. I fully acknowledge the possibility that by the end of this school year, I will not be "ripped," or "ripped" to the extent that I want to be. Next semester it will take some dedication, as I don't plan to take weight training. And at this point I probably can't get into one of those classes. Lemme check to see if the classes for this semester (this fall, the one happening) ended up being full or if people dropped (because I think several did)... Nope, all closed, wow. Not good for next semester if I end up wanting to go. However, since I want to maintain my Monday-Wednesday(-Friday) schedule, and weight training is only Tuesday and Thursday next semester, that's not gonna work.

Anyway, I've got to say I think I've accomplished something this semester. Not everything (certainly not a good score on the GRE, or a boyfriend [I'm taking from the Japanese 恋人ができる, which literally means "be able to [accomplish the fact of having] a lover"]), but I've done a fair amount. And that's good.

I guess more than anything, without someone who will constantly pat me on the back, I've got to do that myself now, which I'm doing. The guy I like from one of my classes does that all the time. Some might find it cocky, but I don't think he's quite there. He knows where he's overstepping, but he's got the personality where he knows he's also got to not be afraid to encourage himself. Out loud.

And that's great. More of us should do that, so that we all do it.

。。。かもしれない。