"What we play is life."

Who the hell cares about gender roles in the Andes anyway? Not me. I care enough to write 5 pages about it. But 5 more pages? I really don't give a shit. I am not a crazy anthropologist. This is a 100-level class. I've written three 5 page papers, a 1-page lab review, and two 2-page movie reviews already. Why the hell does the final paper have to be 10-12 pages long? Let me repeat: this is a 100-level class. What the hell is wrong with my teacher?

Ugh.

Just 5 more pages, and I'm done with the entire semester. Just 5 more pages, and I won't have to worry about homework until the middle of August. Three and a half glorious months of absolutely no homework. Just 5 more pages.

I have until 5pm tomorrow. 18.5 hours in which to write 5 pages.

I hate Anthropology.

Whoo, got a printer today! At first I thought the really big box was a joke, Christian, and I was going to kill you because I live on the sixth floor. Ha. But I printed my sociology paper just now, and I am so happy!

Christina and I went down to Quizno's and filled out our apps. This is very exciting stuff. As soon as I can figure out a pretty definite schedule for this summer at Quizno's, I can make another schedule at Hillside around that. However, whoops, Hillside needs to be more definite since they're only open from 7 to 2:30. Hmm. Oh well, I'll figure that out later.

Yay, it's all coming together. And that's a good thing too, since the semester is almost over! Four busy days of this week left, then dead week. Then I have juries on Monday (cross your fingers, this determines my music scholarship), Women in Music exam from 3 to 5 on Wednesday, Psych exam from 7 to 9 on Wednesday, and a piano final thrown in there somewhere. Whoo!

As soon as this week's craziness is over, I'm going to start going through all my stuff here and throwing away absolutely everything that I don't need. I have to move it all around so much in the next few years, I don't want to keep anything that I don't need. Even just short-term, I have to move everything completely out of Gannon and into Christina's apartment, but that will be easier than expected because she has a car, ha. Hopefully I can leave stuff like my printer at her apartment for the end of the summer so I can just bring clothes and whatnot back to Snohomish for July and August. Then back to Pullman and I have to move everything to my room in Wilmer-Davis. And then, probably before winter break starts, I have to move everything once again to Lisa's apartment in Chinook. Whew. But I won't let myself start going through my stuff until AFTER this week, because otherwise I definitely won't get any homework done.

Lesson with Ann tomorrow... yikes. I hope she won't be mad that I was sick last Tuesday and couldn't play at con. I was all ready and everything, if it wasn't for being indisposed. Hmmph. Oh well--not much I can do about it now.

I think next semester I want to be a tutor at SALC (Student Advising and Learning Center). I mean, I correct my roomie's papers all the time, why not get paid to do it? And I think they pay well too--nine bucks an hour or something like that. If I work a few hours a week at SALC and twenty hours a week at Hillside or whatever, then I'll be working over 20 hours a week, and apparently full-time students who work more than 20 hours a week get like $250 in food stamps a month. Badass much? I'm not sure if I'd be able to pull that off fall semester, since I have marching band, but maybe spring semester. That would be like getting free food every month, and I'd only have to pay for rent, and I'd be working so much that I'd be able to save a crapload and get ahead on saving for the rest of my tuition at WSU. Generally, all good points.

It's late and all I'm doing is rambling. Later.

I woke up today with a very sore throat. I hope I'm not getting sick. :(

I happened to be looking over the coursebook yesterday (I was trying to see if English 317 had any prerequisites) when I stumbled on the Women's Studies page. You know, half of those classes are the same as other classes. I mean to say, Women's Studies 324, Psychology of Women, is the same class as Psychology 324, Psych of Women. The minor in W St is only 16 credits, and the funny thing is I was already planning on taking 12 credits worth of classes that transfer over to be W St credits. So what did I do? Reworked my schedule again. I swear, I've done that so many times this semester and I just keep getting happier and happier with my degree. All I had to do was add in three strictly W St classes, two of which are classes on homosexuality, and now I have another minor.

Five years at WSU and this is what I'm getting: Bachelor of Science in Psychology, Bachelor of Arts in Music, Minor in Sociology, Minor in Women's Studies.

The only thing that has not changed once and probably will not change ever is my BS in Psychology.

Hee hee.

But I am absolutely in love with my schedule like this. Next semester is going to be amazing, and almost every semester after that. (Excluding my sight-singing classes, which I am very apprehensive of, and the Bio and Chem that I have to take. But even those won't be so bad.)

Today is so boring. I have barely any studying to do for finals, and without homework I am at a loss. I've been sleeping and listening to Cake all day. Maybe I should clean my dorm room. I'm tempted to pack, but that would still be ridiculous because I still have six days left.

Hmmph.

So apparently RA decisions don't go out until next week, because the committee was "having trouble." Blah! Shoot me now.

I had my last flute lesson before my jury today. I also got the audition pieces for wind symphony. Eep! Nerve-wracking. But yeah. I play this Ballade for the last time at my jury on Monday, and then I am DONE. I've been playing this piece all frickin' semester. It's getting annoying.

It's dead week. Time to start doing some actually studying, I suppose. I lent my English paper to my friend Jeff, and he said it was good and that he liked it. Yay! I have to do my revisions on that--put in citations and a bibliography, give it a nice paragraph-long title in the spirit of true research papers, and put in a paragraph or so of a counter-argument and my rebuttal thereof. Then print it, then turn it in, then I'm done. Have to make a study guide for science, which means an evening (that would be tonight) of going through all of my papers for this entire semester and making a guide out of them. Have to practice a lot for my piano final. Have to study for my German final.

My parental units are picking me up on Friday after my final. Or rather, my dad is. My mom is once again not coming. That figures. I'm tempted to start packing this week, but that of course would be totally jumping the gun, and just plain impractical.

Only have $35 on my RDA account left. Ugh. It will last me though, and I have mac'n'cheese in my cabinet to microwave and even some real spaghetti that I could cook if I felt like going down to the Gannon-Goldsworthy kitchen. Hmm.

Okay, okay, science study guide time.