Last Monday

It's the last Monday of the semester. I'm currently getting ready for an IBE group meeting, after which I'm going to study for the ME 21 Lab Final. Supposedly it's pretty easy (and I'm hoping most of the class just blows it off), but laziness is no reason to botch a final and end up with a B- in a 1-credit lab. Ignorance and apathy, sure, but not laziness.

By the way, it's time for a shameless plug ... if you're planning on attending Vespers on Sunday (Dec. 10), listen for the baritone solo at the beginning of the recessional. If it sounds good, that's me, if not- it's someone else.

My feelings have been pretty up and down lately, for reasons that are somewhat easy to pinpoint. One minute I'll be happy-go-lucky, joking, and in a great mood. I'll then hear something, get all sad, and start doubting myself again. It's exceedingly immature and not something I'm proud of- being this moody- but when it comes to certain topics of conversation it seems like I just can't help it. And to make it worse, I'm the one who keeps bringing up this stuff and trying to glean more information out of people to satisfy my own interest. If I were smart, I'd back up, try to put things in a reasonable light, realize the truth, and stop.

Then again, nobody ever said I was smart ... and what's life without something to yearn for, however unlikely?

Just gotta take a deep breath, focus, and get it out of my head for now. Time will tell.

Meanwhile, there's a lab final to slam like a car door, and that's happening tomorrow. Godspeed.



"He only employs his passion who can make no use of his reason."
-M. Cicero