Goodbye 12. Goodbye 13. Hello lov- February!!!!

I had an alarming dream last night. I don't remember it exactly but I remember the emotional strain I felt when I was having it. It involved a gas station store late at night and someone was robbing it when we went in (which, in the dream I remember protesting us entering. But we did.) It wasn't your everyday late night hold up though. It was a man with really pale skin and either blood red eyes and white crazy hair, or red crazy hair and cold white eyes. I think it was the former. I just remember terrifying redness coming from this man. So anyway, this man pulls out a gun right? And he aims it at...I think me. And I manage to karate kick or punch his arm away from me but he fires and shoots an innocent bystander (maybe my friend. maybe the store manager. I dont know). So I run out. There was a parking lot. And............. that's all I remember.

Weird night.

I'm in a weird position with alot of people right now. Me and my boss are kind of butting heads. And my spanish teacher and I have run into some conflicts. My organic chemistry professor is as uninspiring as you can get. The average on the midterm we took recently was a 41%. That's pathetic. My modern (dance) teacher and I are also arguing about alot of things. He is not consistant in his ability to teach us a routine. He is changing it all the time, and I'll call him on it (me being right, of course) because none of us knows whats going on. And he'll get all defensive. Then test me in front of the class about my knowledge of the routine. It's very weird. He's very weird. He came to me this morning and in front of the class just starting shaking me at the shoulders (like you would a child who just did something bad) and started shouting in a semi-raised voice "what is different about this routine from last week I changed something tell me what it is!." I had no idea what to make of it. So I told him (actually, I danced it) what was different and then the class ended and we all left feeling a little more akward than when we started class.

On the upshot: my ballet teacher loves me. I love her. We all love ballet. It's kind of magical. And Biology is a educative dream come true. We had a really dramatic lecture about the history of life (condensed into a 50 minute lecture: "earth forms. life forms. 90% of species get wiped out by giant meteor. And ergo, adaptive radiation, phylogenetic tree goes crazy, dinosaurs gone, mammals take the cake, and the rest is history.") This week we will be lectured on bacteria, viruses, then next week we'll do two lectures on plants (hurray!) and then three on animals.

It's all very exciting. Oh and choir is going great.

I've been listening to alot of musical theatre. Planning on auditioning for Into The Woods. I'm really into the musical Evita right now. Earplugs are a great invention. The UW greenhouse is amazing. Spanish midterm tomorrow. Dance performance date with miranda tomorrow.

Woah woah woah life is great.

@#%$!

Well, I'm not going to take 20 credits next quarter. That's for damn sure.


I've been trying to budget time wisely. Remembering to eat. Socialize (not really). Sleep at least 7 hours every night. Sing occasionally. Shower (not been happening alot).

It's alot. But I've learned more this quarter than any other quarter in college. Biology is absolutely insane. It is so interesting, but at the same time, I can't grasp all the concepts in time for the midterm this week. Well, I can. But I also have to basically learn 2 weeks worth of organic chemistry which I've neglected due to interest in biology. At the same time do busy spanish work. Sing in a choir 4 hours a week. Dance 5 hours a week at 8:30 every morning. Work 13 hours a week. Have friends. Play the piano.

And I really want to read books more. I bought a new copy of Dante's Divine Comedy yesterday. Yes, it's my 7th (6th? 8th?) copy of it, but this one is beautiful. It's hardcover with beautiful illustrations by Gustave Dore. It was only 17 dollars. I am terrifying low on money right now. New York is coming up.

I've turned down every single invatation to do anything this week (unless it involves studying) for my classes. Biology is not graded on a bell curve, which completely throws my gage off on how I'm doing.

Life is good. I've been eating alot of trail mix lately. And orange juice. and peanut butter cracker thingys.

I am going to go learn now.

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Oh, and pictures from mexico? yea!

Nucleophilic Acyl Substitution Reactions... or something....

Organic Chemistry is the class I am most comfortable in. Mostly due to the fact that I have the same professor and textbook and everything as last quarter, so it's all very familiar.

I can't understand my spanish teacher speak spanish because her american accent is so strong. It's frustrating.

Socializing is tricky these days. Juggling friends, old friends, potential friends (those are the hardest), enemies, etc.

Biology is really intense.

So is this massive New York trip I'm planning.

wow.

It actually begins....

A couple things:

1) School starts today.

2) The sun has not yet risen.

3) Dorian Gray is a really good book.

4) I ran for the first time last night and now I can't move any muscles without a painful reminder of my actions. And I start dance 101 in an hour. guuuuhhhhhh

5) I woke up at 715 on my own this morning. I love that feeling.

It begins...

in.... 2 days!

my life as a biology student starts in 2 days.

So does all my other classes. Here's the good ol' run down:

1) Chem 224 - OChem part deux. Same Professor. Same ol' same ol'.

2) Biology 180 - First class in a year long epic journey. Also the same classes all the Pre-Med-onnas take. ew. but. still. biology.

3) Dance 101 - because everyone should know how to dance

4) Spanish 202

5) Choir


New Dorm room. New roomate. Haven't met him yet. Finally got everything unpacked.

I found alot of Juno Reactor today and tomorrow I think I'm going to go to Target and buy a strobe light (as well as a lamp, a water filter, and a hammer) and have wild dance parties with one or two other people.

No drugs though. Maybe some tea. And olives!

QFC in the village is open 24hours and has an olive bar.

I foresee late night adventures? :)