Well, I'm back at uni, believe it or not, and (so far) I am keeping my head above water. Sort of. It's going to be a challenging semester... started out on Monday with only 5 hours of sleep (got up at 2:45am and couldn't get back to sleep!!)... and almost fell asleep in my first class yesterday. Fun.
I'm currently at tutoring. No one's shown up and I doubt anyone will until the middle of the semester. That's usually the way that it goes. I don't really mind - I've gotten a good chunk of work done so far - right now I'm taking a break from outlining a chapter in my medical anthropology book. That class (Medicine & Society, aka medical anth) promises to be very interesting. I am one of 3 Honors students in the class, so the prof is expecting higher grades and better performance from us than from the rest of the class. Bleh. But he's a nice guy and I will be helping the students in the class with their writing (since I am a writing tutor... yey!).
Jarrod signed us up for a 2-phone plan. So excited! because that's one thing that shows that marriage is getting closer. Only... 45 days left. Eep!
We got our bed. Gloriously comfortable queen-size (haven't "tried it out" *cough cough* yet - not until we're married!!). We also got 300-count sheets on sale - didn't even realize that they were 300-count until we made up the bed and felt how soft and silky they were compared to the sheets that we have at home (i.e., parents' house. It's going to be so weird to call somewhere other than there "home"). We also bought a bunch of other household items with which we'll fix up the apartment. Yey!
I can't believe that we're going to be married so soon. We only have one premarital counseling session left... and right now we get to read a Christian book on sex.
Hehe.
I found out that someone whom I highly respect has bipolar. It shocked the hell out of me, because I never would've guessed it. I told my mum this morning, being silly, "Well, s/he didn't look like s/he had bipolar!!" Haha. Just like I don't look like I have bipolar (except when I really get going with hypomania or depression). So weird! and cool in a way, because it shows that people can function in society - even in positions of (Godly) authority - with bipolar. I don't like the fact that s/he has bipolar, since it is such a struggle, but it is nice to know that s/he understands. (I am trying to keep him/her anonymous as possible because, well, "just in case").
Bleargh. Back to work. I dislike this textbook immensely.
I'm currently at tutoring. No one's shown up and I doubt anyone will until the middle of the semester. That's usually the way that it goes. I don't really mind - I've gotten a good chunk of work done so far - right now I'm taking a break from outlining a chapter in my medical anthropology book. That class (Medicine & Society, aka medical anth) promises to be very interesting. I am one of 3 Honors students in the class, so the prof is expecting higher grades and better performance from us than from the rest of the class. Bleh. But he's a nice guy and I will be helping the students in the class with their writing (since I am a writing tutor... yey!).
Jarrod signed us up for a 2-phone plan. So excited! because that's one thing that shows that marriage is getting closer. Only... 45 days left. Eep!
We got our bed. Gloriously comfortable queen-size (haven't "tried it out" *cough cough* yet - not until we're married!!). We also got 300-count sheets on sale - didn't even realize that they were 300-count until we made up the bed and felt how soft and silky they were compared to the sheets that we have at home (i.e., parents' house. It's going to be so weird to call somewhere other than there "home"). We also bought a bunch of other household items with which we'll fix up the apartment. Yey!
I can't believe that we're going to be married so soon. We only have one premarital counseling session left... and right now we get to read a Christian book on sex.
Hehe.I found out that someone whom I highly respect has bipolar. It shocked the hell out of me, because I never would've guessed it. I told my mum this morning, being silly, "Well, s/he didn't look like s/he had bipolar!!" Haha. Just like I don't look like I have bipolar (except when I really get going with hypomania or depression). So weird! and cool in a way, because it shows that people can function in society - even in positions of (Godly) authority - with bipolar. I don't like the fact that s/he has bipolar, since it is such a struggle, but it is nice to know that s/he understands. (I am trying to keep him/her anonymous as possible because, well, "just in case").
Bleargh. Back to work. I dislike this textbook immensely.
