Finals=EVIL.
Five finals.
I took my Creative Writing final on the last day of class, so we're at four.
I took Book of Mormon today, 114 questions, pulled a 90% on the final.
Remaining stuff:
Japanese--an oral exam (at 7:13 tomorrow morning!) and a written, probably on Tuesday.
American Heritage--Written, multiple choice only (no essays this time, thankfully), probably Monday.
English 251--I love my teacher for this class. She just gave us a short take-home test. I'll do it Saturday.
Okay, I'm off. Must study for the Japanese oral tomorrow. I think I'll skip a night of sleep here, because unless I do, I'm not going to be able to get up at 6:30.
~Paul
21 April 2006
14 April 2006
11 April 2006
Wheeeeeeee*splortch*
Just a short post, now that I'm out of the hospital and they got those darn plungers off my head. I'd just like to say that in the past week, I missed three out of seven nights of sleep. Yay! Bad Paul!
~Paul
~Paul
03 April 2006
Wheeeeeeee*splat*
Fact: From the point of view of my consciousness, falling asleep decreases the amount of time between now and tomorrow.
Fact: I don't want to go to class.
Extrapolation: In order to avoid bringing class nearer to me, I should avoid going to sleep.
It works, doesn't it? Right? Unfortunately, it also means there's no chance I'll "accidentally" sleep in. And if I'm already awake, I feel like I should go to class cuz anything else is stupid at that point. If I'm going to ditch, I should sleep in and get some use out of it, not decrease my general awareness and health by staying awake if all I'm going to do is stay in my dorm.
Speaking of staying awake, a couple of weeks ago Bob went 100 hours without sleep and got $100 dollars out of a bet for it. And ended up talking with me till three or four in the morning, but that's a different story. Actually, it isn't, but this isn't the right place to rant about it. Actually, mebbe it could be.... You know what? I'm going to stop here before I accidentally nullify any objections I might have to discussing too-early-in-the-morning discussions with insane people like Bob and myself.
On the plus side, though, the voices decided to shut up and let me stay awake all night without rebuke. Whoddathunk going without sleep would acctually make me slightly more normal?
~Paul
Fact: I don't want to go to class.
Extrapolation: In order to avoid bringing class nearer to me, I should avoid going to sleep.
It works, doesn't it? Right? Unfortunately, it also means there's no chance I'll "accidentally" sleep in. And if I'm already awake, I feel like I should go to class cuz anything else is stupid at that point. If I'm going to ditch, I should sleep in and get some use out of it, not decrease my general awareness and health by staying awake if all I'm going to do is stay in my dorm.
Speaking of staying awake, a couple of weeks ago Bob went 100 hours without sleep and got $100 dollars out of a bet for it. And ended up talking with me till three or four in the morning, but that's a different story. Actually, it isn't, but this isn't the right place to rant about it. Actually, mebbe it could be.... You know what? I'm going to stop here before I accidentally nullify any objections I might have to discussing too-early-in-the-morning discussions with insane people like Bob and myself.
On the plus side, though, the voices decided to shut up and let me stay awake all night without rebuke. Whoddathunk going without sleep would acctually make me slightly more normal?
~Paul
25 March 2006
Triumphs in CGIsville
Yeah, this'll be kinda short. Why? Cuz it's windy outside, and my window is open, and I'm winding up to rush out there and frolic in the beautiful, beautiful wind.
The other day I had the the opportunity to see Hoodwinked while some of my relatives were visiting me here in Provo. I must say, it is a freaking awesome movie. Maren, has already seen it. Emmett, would likely experience some discomfort, i.e., his brain would try to escape through his ears after Little Red Riding Hood's first musical number.
Anyway, I thought it was an awesome reinterpretation of a standard fairy tale, especially Red's kung fu moves. As any good animated movie should be, it was also shot full with cultural references. I even caught one allusion to a play mostly about pedophilia that I read for my English class.
A good deal of the plot is pieced together over the course of an investigation, using four different character viewpoints, so I bet some people would little patience for it, but if my dad failed to plant a love of baseball in my psyche, he did manage to shove The Thin Man and old Poirot episodes in there somewhere.
Anyway, I really liked it. Cute and fluffy and evil.
Also, today I saw Serenity, another sweet movie, this time sci-fi. I originally started this post to give a quick little blurb about Hoodwinked, so all I'll say about Serenity is this: Guns, kung-fu, zombie-like creatures, and one really hot semi-goth near-schizophrenic girl who takes names and counts heads.
I was happy.
~Paul
The other day I had the the opportunity to see Hoodwinked while some of my relatives were visiting me here in Provo. I must say, it is a freaking awesome movie. Maren, has already seen it. Emmett, would likely experience some discomfort, i.e., his brain would try to escape through his ears after Little Red Riding Hood's first musical number.
Anyway, I thought it was an awesome reinterpretation of a standard fairy tale, especially Red's kung fu moves. As any good animated movie should be, it was also shot full with cultural references. I even caught one allusion to a play mostly about pedophilia that I read for my English class.
A good deal of the plot is pieced together over the course of an investigation, using four different character viewpoints, so I bet some people would little patience for it, but if my dad failed to plant a love of baseball in my psyche, he did manage to shove The Thin Man and old Poirot episodes in there somewhere.
Anyway, I really liked it. Cute and fluffy and evil.
Also, today I saw Serenity, another sweet movie, this time sci-fi. I originally started this post to give a quick little blurb about Hoodwinked, so all I'll say about Serenity is this: Guns, kung-fu, zombie-like creatures, and one really hot semi-goth near-schizophrenic girl who takes names and counts heads.
I was happy.
~Paul
07 March 2006
Question
Would it be better for meeting people if I came home this weekend or next weekend? It would be best, of course, if I could come home in the middle of next week, of course, but I happen to have school. *fistshaking* Oh, and we should do something with Stephanie Jeppson, too. That'd be fun.
~Paul
~Paul
05 March 2006
Thoroughly Upsetting
Well, it is time to make everyone's head explode! Okay, not quite that bad. In fact, not nearly that bad. I mean, my comment, "You're not going to like my next update," was a direct reply to Emmett's post about cheers to me for being a menace to society. And it doesn't involve unspeakable evils, either, so no, I don't have a girlfriend, and no, I'm not engaged, and no, I'm certainly not engaged to Camille or Rachel. And, despite the fact that Maren is psychic, I really doubt that what I'm talking about here is the subject of Maren's dream. You may rest more or less easy concerning this post.
Besides, I've previously determined that any seriously upsetting news will be delivered by phone or in person, so that anyone involved will have the chance to rant at or slap me. Have a nice day!
Anyway, I got asked to a girls' preference dance. The one day I wear the stupid wristband! I really wanted to wear two wristbands that day. I don't know why. Normally, I only wear one, but the idea of wearing two wristbands just seemed compelling. So, the ONE DAY I wear the Datestrong wristband, I get asked out. Of course, that wasn't why it happened, it just adds extra irony. Mmm, irony. Good for the soul. The girl who asked me out is someone I sit next to all the time in one of my classes, and sometimes we eat lunch together, and I'm fairly sure she just wanted to go to a dance and asked herself which boys she knows, so all is well. We had dinner, went to the dance, and made up random dance moves for about two hours. She likes circles, by the way. We left early, found a hill to roll down a few times, talked a long time, played some games, and called it a night.
First, I have to laugh at myself, because a guy who is truly anti-dating would probably also turn down girls who ask him.
Second, sparked by something my date said to me. Consider people who make you feel comfortable being exactly who you are. What is it about them that lets you share whatever's on your mind? I can think of two different cases where this might happen. First, the person you're with and the bond you have invites mutual respect and openness from a long history of friendship and honesty. I'm going to be a bit cynical and say I think that's the harder and much rarer of the two. The second one is less of a case of equal sharing and more of unidirectional sharing. We humans tend to think in opposites. Binary opposites, they're sometimes called. The relevant one here would be You/Me. Certain people seem consistently safe to be around, and seem to try to understand and not judge. I think people like this privilege "You" over "Me" when relating with other people, or in a less healthy person, have a bias against "Me" that is stronger than any bias they have against "You." The result is that such a person volunteers very little information about him/herself, but will be, or at least act, interested in long rants by their partner.
Now, this sort of attitude has both good and bad aspects. It's very easy to gain a person's trust, find out a lot about them, give them a comfortable friendship, and help them. Such people would also find it very difficult to talk about themselves and find the same sort of comfortable relationship they're so good at providing, which would result in feelings of isolation and a frustration at being unable to communicate properly.
Okay. I think I'm done.
~Paul
Besides, I've previously determined that any seriously upsetting news will be delivered by phone or in person, so that anyone involved will have the chance to rant at or slap me. Have a nice day!
Anyway, I got asked to a girls' preference dance. The one day I wear the stupid wristband! I really wanted to wear two wristbands that day. I don't know why. Normally, I only wear one, but the idea of wearing two wristbands just seemed compelling. So, the ONE DAY I wear the Datestrong wristband, I get asked out. Of course, that wasn't why it happened, it just adds extra irony. Mmm, irony. Good for the soul. The girl who asked me out is someone I sit next to all the time in one of my classes, and sometimes we eat lunch together, and I'm fairly sure she just wanted to go to a dance and asked herself which boys she knows, so all is well. We had dinner, went to the dance, and made up random dance moves for about two hours. She likes circles, by the way. We left early, found a hill to roll down a few times, talked a long time, played some games, and called it a night.
First, I have to laugh at myself, because a guy who is truly anti-dating would probably also turn down girls who ask him.
Second, sparked by something my date said to me. Consider people who make you feel comfortable being exactly who you are. What is it about them that lets you share whatever's on your mind? I can think of two different cases where this might happen. First, the person you're with and the bond you have invites mutual respect and openness from a long history of friendship and honesty. I'm going to be a bit cynical and say I think that's the harder and much rarer of the two. The second one is less of a case of equal sharing and more of unidirectional sharing. We humans tend to think in opposites. Binary opposites, they're sometimes called. The relevant one here would be You/Me. Certain people seem consistently safe to be around, and seem to try to understand and not judge. I think people like this privilege "You" over "Me" when relating with other people, or in a less healthy person, have a bias against "Me" that is stronger than any bias they have against "You." The result is that such a person volunteers very little information about him/herself, but will be, or at least act, interested in long rants by their partner.
Now, this sort of attitude has both good and bad aspects. It's very easy to gain a person's trust, find out a lot about them, give them a comfortable friendship, and help them. Such people would also find it very difficult to talk about themselves and find the same sort of comfortable relationship they're so good at providing, which would result in feelings of isolation and a frustration at being unable to communicate properly.
Okay. I think I'm done.
~Paul
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