Because I didn't finish a lot of my homework last night (one of it including the short story I was supposed to read for my 9:30 class, today. I had to wake up at 7AM, read A Rose for Emily and take a shower, since I didn't shower yesterday. I alternate shower days; taking a shower every other day. My roommate, Jonathan, came to the room after I had finished reading the short story. I was going to take a shower but my suite mate was occupying the restroom. As I waited, I talked with Jonathan. We just talked about our classes.
Class was boring because, to me, the short story was boring. I am not fond of Faulkner's writing style; it was slow-paced for me. The only thing I said during class was my criticism of the story--and for the rest of the class, I drifted off. Haha, Jonathan almost slept. He was trying hard to stay awake. I was sleepy-bored too, so I couldn't blame him.
After class, I stopped by at my professor's office. I had Dr. Gonzales last semester for sociology class. I thought she was a great professor and I love her personality. We talked about random things and facebook--and then she showed me this hilarious map. Our conversation ended with a phone call. She had to take it, so I left.
I walked to the Alumni Affairs department to check on Gaylene and see what was going on. She said that she had e-mailed me (which I checked about 10-15 mins ago and it was sent to my inbox while I was in class). I was the top SECOND choice. Alas, she chose someone else. I could tell she kind of felt bad, but It was her decision and we all accepted it. I was disappointed, of course--but I'm not sad or depressed about it. Although, she is giving my information to her co-worker and I'll be expecting a call from her next week. Let's hope that I'll get a job...
I will have lunch at the cafeteria, in about 30 minutes--then I'm off to my math 099 class, at 1PM until 1:50PM. On my way back to the dorms, I will stop by the Housing Office, again, to request a maintenance person to unclog the sink pipes.
~ Michael
Persepolis's dream was squashed when the Universities in Iran was shut down. She wanted to be a chemist like Marie Curie. She wanted to be an educated, liberated woman. And if the pursuit of knowledge meant getting cancer, so be it. Misery! At the age Marie Curie first went to France to study, she'll (Persepolis) probably have ten children...
- reworded from, Persepolis: The Study of a Childhood
When you're faced with reading something that you find boring - rather than automatically start tuning it out, try to pick out something that you can learn from it. That way, even if it's slow-paced or unexciting (like 90% of your texts are going to be) at least you can find a way to get something out of it.
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