The Tenth Week

And so we've made it to week ten. I decided I'd go with a somewhat step oriented theme for this week. I'm at a school where I climb up about a thousand stairs a week (not an exaggeration. In fact it's probably much more) and I still haven't really talked about them that much. Here at Pepperdine (Stepperdine) we have a very wide variety of stairs that can be taken to get to any one location. If you don't like stairs you can always just walk up or down a hill, but that can be painful and can often lead to things like sprained ankles (Jeff). Anyways. I can't say I walked up any more stairs than usual this week, I just thought it'd be interesting to bring them up. So here's my week.

SUNDAY: I was actually home on Sunday. I think I failed to mention last week that I went home for the weekend. It was Easter of course. Not that I wouldn't go home without a special occasion of some sort, it's just that it's highly unlikely that I'd be able to get a ride otherwise. But I did get a ride and it was nice to be home since I was able to eat lots of good food and see a few people that I hadn't seen in a while (meaning a few weeks since it's really only been a few weeks since I had spring break. A month really, but who's counting? (Me apparently)).

MONDAY: Worked all the way down at the equipment shack on Monday, as usual, it's just that I never talk about it. Mondays these days are the days that I go all the way from the equipment shack to the law school for lunch before I have philosophy. It's probably upwards of about 200 stairs, plus there are hills between the stairs. It's just a really long walk. Totally worth it though. It's the best way to make a Monday seem a little bit better.

TUESDAY: Tuesday I had Humanities, which was absolutely no fun at all. But it was also Tuesday that I started writing children's stories about a little boy named Johnny. I think they can be quite entertaining and even happy if you stop at the first ending that I give the story. Anyways. Tuesday night was spent working on a presentation due the next day for my SAAJ class that I stressed way too much about. You'd think I'd know by now not to stress too much.

WEDNESDAY: My group had to give it's presentation for the class on Tuesday. I was super worried about it and basically thought we were going to fail, but that's just me being an optimist. Believe it or not, but the presentation actually went really well. If you ask me ten years from now I may even admit that I was indeed a part of it. But seriously, it went well. Celebrated that night by watching my RA Eddy (Another shout out) work into the early hours of the next morning trying, and succeeding, at beating the super mario bros 3 on the recently acquired original Nintendo.

THURSDAY: The fact that Eddy bought this Nintendo means that these next few weeks are going to be extremely difficult to remain focused on my studies. Which means I should technically get a head start and begin studying now, but we all know that's not going to happen. I thrive in pressure situations anyways. I actually have no way of knowing if that's true. I don't remember if there's ever been a time where I haven't procrastinated to create the pressure situation, so maybe I would actually do better without it. We'll most likely never know.

FRIDAY: Friday I received the extremely spectacular good news that I got a C on my humanities essay. This may not seem like much, but for me, in Humanities, it's possibly one of the greatest thrills of my entire life (Which I suppose is saying that my life hasn't had a ton of super great thrills) and you can't take that away from me if you tried. In celebration of my wonderful accomplishment I bought myself a good fruit smoothie from Jamba Juice. That too made me happy.

SATURDAY: Nothing like the joy of waking up early on a Saturday to spend some good quality time at an orientation for studying abroad. The orientation itself wasn't super great, but the food that we got afterwards was spectacular. I was able to have something that I haven't had in many many moons. Texas chocolate cake. It was a beautiful thing and made the whole morning worthwhile. Then afterwards I took a three hour nap to recuperate before playing some good old basketball and failing miserably at pool (It's apparently a bad idea to hit the eight ball in early in every game, so I stopped doing this and instead scratched while going for the eight ball, which apparently is just as bad). Only three more weeks left, but now the sun must set on this fine week. Here's to the future that seems like it will never come.