So...Monday I did homework...that's all...sadly. Tuesday was a bit more interesting in that I did not really understand the homework I was doing...Yep. Silly political science terms. Got me all confused. This session of confuzzlement was followed by a session of panicking as I realized the time for housing contracts was quickly approaching. Actually, I had just a couple days until the system would let me sign-up. Panic session quickly followed by fervent prayer session for guidance on the housing while still trying to get all the homework done and understood. Highlight of the day, as if it was already bright enough, enchilada casserole. Simply delicious. And ridiculously easy. The only "hard" work I did was browning the meat. Mentally adding to my list of dinners for later, a.k.a April and next fall. Wednesday, as you may have guessed, I did more homework. Plus, I sort of worked out a class schedule for next fall. But a lot of time was spent looking at online clothing stores. For some reason I get emails and when the images load I just have to take a gander at the website. And *poof* two hours are quickly gone. From now on, I am not looking at the pictures, just immediately deleting the emails. And who can guess what I did on Thursday? That's right! Homework! This time it was all really low-priority. The only reason it got done, actually, was because I got bored of the really important homework. Yep, fighting procrastination by doing homework. Actually works quite well. Friday, I am glad to announce, did not involve homework. Not much anyway. Started off early with step dance, which, of course, was exhausting. Immediately afterward I went to the library to work on a group project. I don't know if anyone knows just how much I despise group projects. It's always more satisfying when I do it myself because in the end, I will probably be the one to do most of it anyway. Anywho, when I got back to the apartment, I did not do squat. I got a really bad headache and hid under a blanket for like two hours.I talked to Molly and pretended to do things, but nothing productive was accomplished. Finally, after a nap and two coffees I motivated myself into doing just a bit on the Management group project. Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention. The group project that I despise is for a course on management, which makes it all the worse. And Saturday takes us back to the oh so exciting routine of reading more journal articles. There must be a whole library in my brain by now. Sunday brought a taste of home: wind. Like blow-you-off-the-mountain wind, according to Jemma. After church I stayed inside all day so it didn't affect me. I could hear it through the window, though. Actually, I could feel it through the window because it doesn't really seal well. It was good to know that Nebraska was thinking of me though. It broke up the monotony of the journal articles...
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