I have this little dry erase board sitting in my room with things I have to do in a week... it's been filled completely this entire semester... even when I was on Mardi Gras Break it had stuff on it... assignments due... tests... quizzes... papers... meetings... It is very odd how happy seeing that board empty makes me... less to think about... less to do. But it seems as though it will never really be white any time soon. heh I only have a few saving graces... one is becoming more and more important to me. She knows who she is. Spring Break is coming in about a month or so... that I am looking forward to.
It seems that before then I get to take part in a drag show... be part of a campus wide election.. be the Easter Bunny.. (Jew as the Easter Bunny... ironic no?) and run two events on campus: a comedian and concert. heh believe me.. pictures will be taken of me which someone is requesting them to be posted on here... thank her if you think that'll be worth while.
I keep looking at my bookshelf wondering when I'll have time to read the books I have... and the books I will get in the future. I'm a collector of books... not a book collector.. because they look for rare and expensive texts of old... I just like having a lot of books. Which is kind of funny since I'm dyslexic and read kind of slowly. I have a large vocabulary but I can't type or read the words I know. Sometimes when I'm reading I can't tell if I don't understand a word because of a chemical imbalance in my head or if I just don't know it. The words seem foreign and I have to say them in my head several different ways until I get them right to where I can understand them. I've been told that it is odd that I have to read if my head... that a lot of people don't need to think the words to understand that is going on... but if I try that I can't comprehend the actions or plot of what I'm reading. My mind starts to wonder and I start thinking about other things other than what I'm reading.
Oh well.. I was called crazy very recently by someone.. maybe they are right.. because all this ranting makes me wonder about my sanity. Now.. off to study for organic chemistry.. I fucking hate that class.. shalom... mother fuckers... (Shabbat isn't until Friday)
It seems that before then I get to take part in a drag show... be part of a campus wide election.. be the Easter Bunny.. (Jew as the Easter Bunny... ironic no?) and run two events on campus: a comedian and concert. heh believe me.. pictures will be taken of me which someone is requesting them to be posted on here... thank her if you think that'll be worth while.
I keep looking at my bookshelf wondering when I'll have time to read the books I have... and the books I will get in the future. I'm a collector of books... not a book collector.. because they look for rare and expensive texts of old... I just like having a lot of books. Which is kind of funny since I'm dyslexic and read kind of slowly. I have a large vocabulary but I can't type or read the words I know. Sometimes when I'm reading I can't tell if I don't understand a word because of a chemical imbalance in my head or if I just don't know it. The words seem foreign and I have to say them in my head several different ways until I get them right to where I can understand them. I've been told that it is odd that I have to read if my head... that a lot of people don't need to think the words to understand that is going on... but if I try that I can't comprehend the actions or plot of what I'm reading. My mind starts to wonder and I start thinking about other things other than what I'm reading.
Oh well.. I was called crazy very recently by someone.. maybe they are right.. because all this ranting makes me wonder about my sanity. Now.. off to study for organic chemistry.. I fucking hate that class.. shalom... mother fuckers... (Shabbat isn't until Friday)
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