1. 5 upper division courses
2. interning 60+ hours
3. research assistant
4. my first research convention
5. teacher's assistant
all along, i've felt..
1. tired
2. overwhelmed
3. anxious
4. inadequate
5. unsure
now i feel..
1. accomplished
2. proud
3. relieved it's over
4. satisfied
5. smarter lol
my finals week was memorable. i've never worked with such difficult people. it's weird being in a different field. the amount of work is immeasurable really.. but it's just levels of effort and commitment that make a difference, i guess. i finished all my finals on friday. celebrated by staying in and having pad thai and donuts.
saturday: went shopping almost the entire day. went to the west co mall to get some shopping done. was most excited to get popcorn. god, i love popcorn. so much. really glad i got b's present out of the way first. presents for significant others are always most difficult.
sunday: headed over to b's, and he drove us to santa monica. it was another busy shopping day, but pretty much just to accompany aldis to buy presents for my sister. there were way too many presents. like literally, an unnecessary amount of presents for one person, but i guess everyone expresses love differently. sat through traffic on the way back and really needed a nap. snuggled and watched naruto shippuden. realized that i'm really far behind, so probably gonna rewatch from the beginning. headed to brea for secret santa. i got a glockenspiel. fuckin stoked. winter break should be interesting.
monday: was woken up by jackie calling to ask if i wanted to get tofu pot. of course, i said yes. we got cho dang. then i headed home, to check if a package came in. decided i could wait no longer, so i headed out to brea mall to meet up with her. we got some shopping done for her, and i picked up some other gifts as well. headed home, practiced my glock. went to another christmas get together. potluck and i was asked to bring something healthy. l o l. stopped by for a bit and was happy to see so many familiar faces, but then started getting anxiety, so i left. yeah. social anxiety on fleek. went home to play with my instruments to calm my nerves. sister and mom came home and we recorded silent night to send to our relatives in taiwan.
tuesday: woke up late cause i couldn't sleep the night prior. was up til 7, so woke up around 1. got ready and then went to el pollo loco for a family meal. mm fire grilled chicken, ifwu. mm, was home for a bit and then went to buffalo exchange to buy some last minute accessories. then, went to layer cake with michelle and justine. caught up, got to talking, and discovered me and michelle share a lot of similar medical complications. hahaha. afterwards, went to tempo urban with michelle and crystal. food was okay. went to coffee bean and talked outside for a bit before they needed to head out to LA. went home and spent the night on the phone, eating chocolates, and having pizza in bed. had trouble sleeping again. boo. went to bed around 7.
wednesday: mm, woke up around 1. went to layer cake to meet up with michelle again. had bible study. we talked about the meaning of figurative scales. headed home, ate, wrapped gifts for dad, then spent the rest of the evening watching ELR. typical christine, midday activity. hmm, finally headed out to aunts around 530. had dinner, played tummple, and blogging now. waiting for the gift exchange.
i wanted to start a youtube to start documenting my days. i don't want to waste my winter break being unproductive, i gotta keep my productivity levels going. realized that #1. i have horrible aim and i end up only recording my eyebrows up, or my double chin down. #2. i have shaky hands. #3. i'm clumsy and already generally unaware of my surroundings so i end up hurting myself when i don't pay attention to where i'm going. maybe i'll start a podcast. that seems promising. or buy a tape recorder so i can document thoughts. i hate fleeting thoughts, like the ones that are worth something, but are forgotten by things going on at the moment. i hate how bad my memory is.
i like christmas, but i like being in bed more.
wishing i was under the covers,
by myself.
christine