Midweek Blues

We finally did officer elections yesterday for forensics--and I have good news and some okay, not really bad news. I am finally an officer. After two years of being nominated for every position, I finally got elected--as treasurer. I am extremely excited about that, but I had hoped for a higher position. It's not that big of a deal because I think that everyone who was elected will do a good job with the positions that they got.

In other news, today we had the Academic Showcase and I went to one of the sessions that my roommate, Nitpicky M was in. I think that she did a good job, so I was way proud of her. The other presented in the session also did a good job, he talked about the Romanovs in Russia and the events that led to their execution. Surprisingly, it made me want to take another history class. I won't however because I prefer case studies rather than the chronological depiction of an entire country. I have to write a short summary of the session for two different classes and I really don't want to.

Even though the end of this semester is in sight, I am scared to death. I have so much left to do, and the papers, presentations, etc. . .are worth so many points that I don't know how I'm going to get everything done in time. I am trying to start early on everything that I have left to do, but I'm not sure how much this is going to help. I am an A student, but I think that considering the way that this semester has been going I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. What gets so frustrating is when I have a LOT of reading to do on top of work, class, papers, and everything else that I just don't think that I can get it all done on time.

Not only do I have all of this crap to do, but I have to start looking for a place to live this summer, and I need to do it soon. I need to know how much money I need to start putting aside, make sure that they keep the place for me, and make sure that I have at least a chair to sit in. Literally, I have no furniture of my own. I have a random dresser and desk that is in my bedroom at home, but I don't think that my parents can bring it to me. I just don't know what to do.

Contemplate this: Is forced friendship really friendship?