sleeping in, clean socks, apples, and other completely lovely things...

So I did a thorough clean of my room last night before I went to bed...I can't believe how much better I feel, being in my room. It's such a psychological thing, but it really does make a difference in how well I sleep, get up in the morning, even how well I study. Kind of crazy, really. It kind of upsets me how much my mind decides on without my permission. But I suppose it's often a good thing that we're subconscious creatures...

So only four days til the weekend! Four long days, actually. I have an in-class essay exam first thing tomorrow morning, then two days of classes of no importance, then thurs evening I workshop my first fiction short story in my night class. I'm thinking it's a good thing I'll be headed straight home afterward...whether I get positive or negative feedback, I think the experience of having to read my writing out loud, then having to spend a half-hour listening to my classmates deconstruct it will be challenging. But this is why I'm here, especially since my prof is a published author, whose feedback will probably make this entire semester worth the money I'm spending. (Or the debt I'm accruing, whichever way you wanna look at it...) ::sigh. Life is so complicated...how come the stuff that's hard is usually the stuff that's most important? Reminds me of one of Eleanor Roosevelt's philosophies of a fulfilling life: "Do one thing every day that scares you."


So during lunch today I found myself throwing out an uneaten bag of chips, wishing it was a fresh, juicy apple. This is a very good indication that I've been here on campus too long. Hehe. Seriously though, the extent to which I am getting sick of the food here is almost irrational. Basically, though, I CAN'T WAIT TO GET OUT OF HERE!!!

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