Circles

Another day, another sunrise, another factory call. Another night, another sunset, another freefall..." Circles, Switchfoot

I've never had a week like this. It's like school decided to start this week. He said, "Let's start the work now. You've had enough gallivanting and you're on top of the work." Then he whispered, "Let's see what this baby can do." On Monday I went to school and realized that the mid-terms start in 2 weeks! Now I wasn't particularly bothered because I did the work for the most part so with extra reading I should be fine. Oh but on Tuesday I went to Probability Theory and was quite concerned. Stats seems to be my kryptonite. I chose the course because I think that if you're studying accounting you should have a pretty good knowledge of probability. But...*sigh*...I don't know why I can never get this understood. I've thought that I don't read the question correctly (and that may be the most accurate reason) and miss that one clause that makes the whole question make sense. So I went to class and it made a little sense, but that's neither the beginning nor the end of my week.

I left class and decided to go to bible study. What started out as a conversation with the president quickly turned into an interrogation from higher authorities. At first I thought he was trying to pick my brain and test me on what I know but then the questions got really weird  and I started quoting Sho Baraka, "C'mon son, I know you done lost your mind." (The Revolution - you should check it out, it's a nice song). So after two hours (and opting out of class because I didn't do the homework) I left there tired and a bit down from missing class and wondering what I'm going to do concerning Probability Theory.

I went to Optimization Theory - yes, even the name makes it sound hard lol. It is hard but I'm slowly understanding it. Maths is an everyday process and "practice makes permanent" is the first axiom of the subject. When I got to the door I saw my friend outside crying so I put down my bag and stayed with her until her dad came for her. Another class missed. She went home and I went to my final class of the day, Law, Governance and Society. The presentations started that day and I was trying my best not to fall asleep. Not only were the presentations quite boring (as most presentations tend to be) but the subject matter only made it worse. It takes a lot of creativity and a large dose of craziness to make stir interest while comparing the Kalina and the Mayas; and comparing Suriname and Belize. So when that was over the teacher said, "next week we'll do questions 4, 6 and 7 ok?" NO!!! I'm doing question 6! He looked at me and asked me if I wanted to present next week and of course I said no but my group members said yes and the constitution was changed by a 2/3 majority vote. So I have a presentation on Tuesday.

Usually I drive to school but that day the car went to get serviced. I waited around school for someone to pick me up. I sat by the lobby and waited. I talked by the lobby and waited. I drummed at the lobby and waited. I cried at the lobby and waited. Then an hour and some later my ride came for me and I went home. When I got home my friend came over and we tried out his new resistance bands. It is only now that I typed this that I understand why my legs were hurting me that week.

This was no problem until Wednesday. On Wednesday I happily walked into Organization Behaviour (OB) (not only because my lecturer makes nice eye candy but the course is interesting). After we discussed a case in class and before we left the lecturer said, "So...for next week I want you to write a 3 page essay, ok?" NO!!! Why do teachers say ok when they know that it isn't?!?! She continued, "It will be peer-reviewed. Three pages, double spaced" (as if double spacing it makes it any better). I left class thinking about the Halo I was not going to play, the junk food I was not going to eat and the concert I was not going to go to. My whole weekend was spoiled.

I went to a group meeting afterword where we discussed the report and the presentation for OB. I had the brilliant idea that we should do away with putting words in the power point slides and just have smile faces of all different colours and sizes while presenting. After all, the lecturer did say "you can do anything" and I usually take that literally. The group did not embrace that idea because they thought that it would be too distracting and there would be no safety net if anyone forgot their train of thought. I agree. But I also would love to do that in one of my presentation. I think groups bring a certain control to my ideas. (Can you imagine sitting down in a presentation and seeing only smiley faces...amazing!)

So that evening I did some reading in the library and then went to class. I came home around 10 because I didn't know where my sister was and I was waiting at school for someone to call, which didn't happen until I was half way home. I started to do some general reading so I wouldn't make my other courses suffer because of a presentation and an essay and at 2am I went to sleep.

At 6:30 in the morning I woke up and got ready for school. The only part of me which wasn't hurting were my fingernails. I went to Auditing and learned about the audit process (I think) and then ate lunch and went to Optimization. It's hard to sleep when you only have two classes. The class was dead. No one seemed to be there and there was a great cloud over all of our heads. Not only that but my friend wasn't there so the class was eerily quiet. Again I had to wait at school to be picked up and that's never fun. I got home, there was devotions and I went straight to work until 12:30 (when I said to myself, "Go to bed.").

I got to school early on Friday (surprise, surprise) and did some reading up on the class. By this time, the essay was almost done, just missing a conclusion - which I could not find at such a late hour the night before. I went to class, took notes, tried to understand amidst a lingering headache and then class was over. I saw my friend (who stalks me) while I was talking to one of my ex-math buddies about the joys of our 3rd year math courses. I finished the essay when he went to class and then did some reading for the group assignment for OB. The lingering headache grew to a pulsating one so I went outside for fresh air and light conversation. Then I went back inside to continue but after eating I decided to pull up 3 chairs and sleep. After about 45 min I woke up and packed my bags because another class was starting.

Saturday. I had hardly gotten any sleep that Friday because I came home late from church and to be honest my brain was still in study after 11 mode. I woke up and tried to do work but the beauty of studying at home when your parents haven't seen you except for getting ready to leave and now getting home is they miss you. So every 5 min i was called to do something and I could never start working. Of course this was annoying since I hadn't started the presentation yet. But the rain came (oh how I love the rain). Something in the hum of the rain falling in the roof relaxed me and I started the presentation and finished it. And then I got extra reading done!

So at 2 I ran off to my meeting, which was productive I must add, and then to the concert with Russell Leonce. That was amazing! If you don't know Russell youtube him. (Ok that's his 15 second promo)

This week I saw black circles on my eyes! It was pretty cool and quite scary at the same time because black circles and hurting legs are two signs of lacking sleep and also black circles bring bags and bags are only cool when you can unzip them. I've realised that third year is harder than second year and requires more work, more time and more effort. There's a motivation theory that says that when you try to hype employees doing tasks which require long and constant concentration more harm than good is done. Yeah, you can't Red Bull your semester.

In my life, in my own purpose, within my weakness, within my weakness..." - Circles, Switchfoot