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Oct 10, 2003

God I am pathetic.

I can't go back to the apartment because it reeks of blunts and incense. And I can't talk to Caroline because she's at a party. And I can't visit a neighbor because none of them is having people over.

So I'm a college student in Athens and it is Friday night and I have nothing to do.

Welcome to Hell.
Nick ::: 9:26 PM ::: 0 comments

I have had a test every bloody freaking day this week, except Monday and today.

On Tuesday, I was exhausted from the concert and shocked to find a Psychology quiz on my little retractable mini-desk. God damn you, Pavlov, and your little bells too! I probably bombed it, as I did absolutely no studying whatsoever, but it's not as though I can just walk out, right?

Wednesday it was the much-dreaded first Marine Science test. We won't even get our grades back until tuesday, long after the deadline for drop-add. I think I did ok, but you can never tell with these things. I know for certain that I don't pay as much attention as I should in there.

Then yesterday it was the English mid-term. I had a very good grasp on the ideas behind the augustans and the romantics going in, and I'd studied and everything. But then we got this little packet of passages and we could only choose one from each period, and they were all very short -- like eight lines.

Just to make things worse, the topic specifically stated that we had to let our facts on the periods grow naturally from the comparison of the passages, that we couldn't start dragging in other differences. And while any given passage might be a great example of one point, none of them covered a lot.

This made the whole thing very, very difficult. I think I did OK, but essays are even worse than normal tests for letting you think you did really great until you get your grade. I'm living in fear of my grade report, and that totally sucks.

On the bright side, the weather is very nice this week.
Nick ::: 2:46 PM ::: 0 comments

Oct 8, 2003

Just finished Marine Science Midterm. Extensive goings-on prevented Tuesday Evening Update from coming into being.

Radiohead concert was bloody wicked cool and everyone who hasn't seen them live should positively drown in self-pity. "Airbag" changed my life.

Seriously owe Nicholson, McMahon, and McGregor for survival of pre-concert aversity. As successful writer, will dedicate novels to each of them. If writing not so successful, will dedicate Christmas greeting cards to them.

Blasted architecture thing hasn't been printed, thank the stars. Turned in concert article yesterday; Variety editor seemed enthusiastic but was swamped and unable to read it. Will try to touch bases with him today.

Late Romantic poets more foolish than predecessors. Not liking Keats so much, want to shove Shelley's head into a toilet and flush. How's that for a thorn, you great ponce?

Have English mid-term essay tomorrow. This has not improved opinion of late romantics.

Refused to read opinions page of R&B today, as yesterday some white boy started race-baiting and today some muslim fell for it. Believe Opinions Editor Lona has gone into hiding.

News pages more interesting anyway; seems everyone on campus excepting self is stoned. Probably related to win over Alabama.

Went to Alpharetta. Saw some people.

Someone cleaned common room during trip to Alpharetta. Theories abound. Current favorite is that Roommate BrandoNN dropped acid and hallucinated God's voice telling him to get off his lazy black ass and clean up after himself. Have decided to reverse stance and encourage his drug problem.

Wrote up grievances with NN in sarcastic letter form and presented them to Roommates Brad and Robbie. B and R found letter hilarious but suspected that NN would just get angry and pop a cap in some unfortunate ass. Going to perform sarcasmendectomy, a delicate and difficult operation I have little experience with. Going to retain copy of funny version for the R&B opinion pages.

Accomplishment: During visit to Alpharetta, spoke to Mom without smacking her. Never would have thought this possible, especially considering current circumstances.

Activity: Telling everyone with ears about the concert, esp. Airbag, Creep, Go to Sleep, and Caroline.

Idiocy: Marine Science Prof: "You don't need to know about the honor stuff, because you won't cheat; you're honest! And we have hidden cameras set up every two inches all around the room."
Nick ::: 2:16 PM ::: 0 comments