I can see the rain falling one drop at at time. I'm staring out the window of my favorite downtown coffee shop pat the young couple studying and the old ladies gossiping. It seems like the perfectly poetic ending to a fantastic day. Not to be greedy, but I hope this isn't quite the end.
THis week's midterms went well, better than expected at the very least. One more on Tuesday and then my schedule loosens up. That's why I'm here actually-- to study. That is obviously going well.
In retrospect, my weekend seems to be the perfect, elusive balance between life and school. Since Friday was insane (two midterms and a quiz) I took the night off to enjoy the end of the Rangers game, pizza and "Shawshank Redemption"with Mike. I absolutely loved the movie and how it kept me guessing against my will.
Saturday was my marathon study day. (**Sidetrack..An albino Doberman just walked by.. Epic) Anyway, I spent nine hours studying social psychology. Thankfully, I am enjoying these classes for my major so the work is almost fun. Just a fair warning though, I now have actual tools in addition to all of the intuition that my wonderful mother taught me to analyze all of you with-- be afraid.
(**There's the white Doberman again.. so weird.)
Today, I was due for a reward. I slept in and grabbed a banesso for brunch (it would be weird to say breakfast since it was nearly 2). Yoyo and I then made our way downtown to the mall. We spent a "marathon day" (in Yoyo's words) attacking the oddly laid out monster.
We played chess on the gigantic boards in the middle of the mall. Chess and I never really got along so she taught me and I ended up really enjoying it.
And now, a few hours later, I find myself sipping an iced mocha sitting across from an intently focused Amy.
I hope this isn't the end of the night. At midnight, we are heading over to a 24-hour Walmart hoping to buy the new Taylor Swift CD. That will be the perfect end to a perfect day.
This weekend taught me about balance. I learned (again) that I have the ability to study for hours but I also need to keep goals and rewards close. Kind of like the delay of gratification principle in psychology. Cool.
Yes, I'm a creeper. |
So about that balance. It's time for me to stop using this psych book as a notebook rest to write an overdue blog post.
UPDATE: Last night wasn't as epic as it could have been, the store did not have the CD after all of our effort. I ended up leaving my phone in the car and remembered after we had walked all the way back. Because Amy is awesome, she accompanied me back to get it and we walked in the rain singing along to old Taylor Swift songs. Overall, it was a great night.
Anyone want to name him? Send me captions :] |
Oh, and Matt McCoy says, "Hi".
"I've got the world on a string, I'm sitting on a rainbow" --Love the music in this place <3
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