Exciting Times

So blog-wise, I haven't done very well this week updating. Oops. Monday was a case of forgetting. I had an article to write, an SpartanEdge meeting to go to, and Sarah got here to visit for a few days. I was focused on so many other things that blogging didn't cross my mind until after my self-imposed deadline had passed.

I had a SpartanEdge deadline that I was a little more focused on. My article on student voting rights was in this weeks edition of SpartanEdge, so that's kind of exciting!

Then Tuesday was insane, there was a lot to be done and not a lot of time to do it in. I had class in the morning, where we struggled with Internet that didn't want to work, a projector that wouldn't allow us to go over past assignments, and just general technology flubs. We worked on learning to write scripts for broadcast.

I'm fairly certain at this point in time that I don't want to write for broadcast. While that attitude could change, I'm fairly certain that I will stay steadfast in that evaluation.

After class Sarah and I went to get lunch, before I had to got to work, and soon after I got out of work we went to the Anberlin/All American Rejects/Taking Back Sunday concert. It was really good, and a lot of fun! I haven't listened to a lot of Anberlin, but I really liked their set so I think I'm going to have to check them out.

Anyway, as far as blogging, I am now back on track with my weekly schedule and will be doing some extra posting this weekend to make up for my failure to post early this week. The last few weeks around midterms have seemed crazy busy, but I think I'm managing to get things back to a steadier pace. At least, I hope so.

Hating Shakespeare

For some reason at the beginning of the semester I thought taking a Shakespeare class would be a good idea. I have no idea what my rationale for this decision was, but yeah I was wrong. Not only is it driving me crazy because obviously it’s all Shakespeare all the time, but it’s also on online course.

This week is “midterm” week, at least as far as that class is concern. This means that I have this crazy worksheet to do based on the three plays that we have read so far, and it’s driving me up the wall. Essentially the whole thing is turning into a scavenger hunt through the three plays to find specific quotes so that I can expound on them.

Not only do I get that lovely craziness, but I also have to write a paper. I still haven’t figured out precisely what my topic is going to be, and I’ve agreed to go to work tomorrow. All of this is due Friday and like a moron I’ve promised away large portions of my free-time.

Why is it I only over-think things when it is completely unnecessary, but when it would do me some good to ponder my answer before I speak I choose to impulsive?