Wednesday, April 02, 2008
  Whoa, what a day
I am so behind in school. I had good intentions to do stuff for school while the family was here, but besides the absolutely essential stuff, I really didn't. So, um, I'm suffering. I found out Sunday that I had a test in my Lit Theory class (hard) that I thought was next week. Ugh. Let's take a look at what my day was like today:

7:30 a.m. Wake up after approximately 4 hours of sleep and hitting snooze for a half-hour

7:35 a.m. Clean up cat pee off the couch; for the first time in a long time, don't blame Oreo this time as she got her ass kicked last night by Elliott, unprovoked. I actually felt bad for her. I think she was taking it out on the couch. I'll let this one slide, Oreo, but this is the last time!

8:15 a.m. Leave for class; it's raining and I can't find an umbrella. Get wet.

9:07 a.m. Arrive to class 7 minutes late. Dammit. Do find out I got an 87 on my presentation from last Monday, which is good news, as I had to do it last-minute as the book it was based on was impossible to get (from the library, from online, etc.).

9:50 a.m. Get out of Shakespeare; retire to Starbucks to get a coffee and start on assignment for my next class

10:00 a.m. Next class starts

12:20 p.m. Class ends; retire to pickup truck in order to cram more studying in for Lit Theory test, for which I am completely unprepared as I really, really cannot understand Jacques Derrida. I hate Jacques Derrida. Study right up until 1:55 when I have to leave for class...

2:00 p.m. Test starts. Do badly. Definitely get a number of things wrong. Thankfully, my two previous test grades are 96 and 104, so I can afford a not-so-great grade. I just hope this one isn't too bad.

2:50 p.m. Go to convenience store for a "lunch" comprised of soda, an Odwalla bar, and dry cereal, which I eat while walking back to the truck. Make resolution to make provisions to eat better than this, even when I'm busy.

3:10 p.m. Retire to pickup truck to finish up PowerPoint presentation which I am GIVING in less than an hour. Cannot find the last piece of information anywhere, to complete the presentation. Am simultaneously frustrated and so beaten down by the pace of the past two days that I can't seem to make myself hurry.

4:10 p.m. Give up and go inside, prepared to meet my fate, whatever it may be. Thankfully, I find out another group is presenting, so they go first. I finish our presentation during theirs. I wing the unfinished portion and apparently the teacher is fooled as she said our presentation is excellent and commends me on my good suggestions (which I could not find, and had to elaborate on the spot from very broad suggestions given by our textbook). This was our last "test" for this class... Just one research paper to go for that class and I'm done... Such relief.

5:50 p.m. Get to come home. Promptly fall asleep on the couch.

I knew this day was going to kill me...
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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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