Huzza! Paper's done!

Phew, I'm so glad that stupid thing is finally done. Freakin' thing took for freaking ever to get done, and I hated both the topic and trying to find all the right quotes from Romeo and Juliet to fill. You know, I generally like writing well enough, and I don't think I'm all that bad. Heck I usually have a B to an A paper in the first draft, but I hate hate hate writing on crap that's not interesting, and most especially when I have to use resources in said papers. Sources suck so much ass. I'm not bad at getting the gist of things then using it for whatever, but direct quoting, finding the exact right thing to quote and for an exact purpose, yeesh, I absolutely abhor it. Give me leave to write what I want dammit. You can't really make a point using a few lines of dialog anyway. It's the big picture that matters, the overall sweep of everything working together.

Hmm, I really didn't mean to rant this much, but I guess I needed to say it, so I'm glad that's over with too. I just wish I could be funny more often in my papers. I can be funny and still write good papers, I just forget to often, and sometimes I'm a little nervous to, but past experience has taught that the ones I have fun with do pretty well grade wise anyway.

Ramblings

I don't have terribly much to speak about, but I feel the need to write a bit never the less. Today wasn't full of much to speak of, just the paper I finished, and that's about the extent of any school work done today. Thinking on it, I can't rightly recall what I did for the rest of my day, but then again, I nearly forgot what I had for dinner only an hour after having it, so my memory isn't the best anyway.

The only thing I did of note was to drive down to the campus this evening in order to see Maria in the calc lab, and maybe print out tomorrow's lecture notes. Neither of which I accomplished. I walked past the door, saw Maria with several of her chem friends, and just kept on walking till I got back to my car. I feel retarded for doing all that for nothing, but I really don't do groups well. Close knit groups are always hard to join, even momentarily, and I inevitably end up speaking very little, and generally feeling out of place. I'm nervous enough talking to Maria just one on one, but her amongst a group of friends... So basically, I'm going to be kicking myself over this until monday, when I will hopefully actually go in again and have a good talk. I think I'm going to try and make a habit of going in to see her at least once a week.