starting over

today i decided to have a fresh start to the semester.

i guess this has been a long time coming, since i've been needing to take things more seriously and let go of things from my past, but all in all, today was the day.

i woke up at 7:30am and decided that the "new me" still does not do the whole waking-up-earlier-than-absolutely-necessary thing, so i went back to bed. i woke up promptly at 8:40, leaving myself just enough time to get up, stumble around, get dressed, brush my teeth, and walk to 9:05 class by about 9:01.

so i'm super pumped for class (okay, that's a lie) and walk out the door, and as i reach the bottom of the steps, i slip on a patch of ice and fall on my ass.

oh, and my $2000 computer.

so, while this isn't the most promising start to my new life, i'm still optimistic. i continue to skate up the sidewalk, cross the snowy field, and onto the next sidewalk.

and fall on my butt again.

okay, so i'm getting a little ticked off, but i make it to class on time with only a slightly bruised ego. and when i get there, my professor does the unthinkable: rather than making it worth going to class (keep in mind, i have skipped this class the last like 3 times) he just recaps the reading we had to do. so now i've wasted 3 hours of my sunday reading something that he just covered in class (but you can't just not do the reading because you'll fail the spontaneous quizzes) and i can't just not go to class anymore (because of said spontaneous quizzes). so all in all, it was not a productive use of time.

still, i try to be optimistic as i wander over to my psychology class. i attempt to pay attention, but it's really hard since she posted nearly every piece of the lecture notes (except maybe 10 words) online. so instead, i listen to her, talk to pam on facebook chat, and text people, and somehow get more out of lecture than when i just sit there.

clearly my brain functions on a ridiculous level, because that's the second time something like this has happened in the last two days.

so the good thing about psych was that she mentioned that we have an exam on friday, and had i not gone to class, i probably wouldn't have found out until friday. and funny that i mention that...

i was excited for german since i was turning in my portfolio (which i think i did really well on) and it's the one class i know will help me if i officially decide to transfer. so i get to class and everyone is studying their vocab note cards and i'm like "hmm... this is odd..." because nobody just studies their vocab, let alone the ENTIRE CLASS. and of course, since we have a big assignment due, we certainly wouldn't have a test that's worth 5% of our grade on the same day, right?

wrong.

so, this has definitely been an interesting day for starting over. i wonder how the next few hours will go...