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Feeling: Less sick
What's on: "Winter Must Be Cold"- The Apples in Stereo

Week three. I had my first "stay up late and write paper" experience last Thursday night. I procrastinated/got distracted as usual and ended up finish around 4 AM. I was actually content with the ideas I began with, but things started to fall apart when I started writing the analysis. My English class was 7:30 the next morning, and I woke up at 7:30 the next morning. Needless to say, I didn't show up to class and just emailed my professor the paper. I still felt uneasy all weekend because the final paper was due today, and we didn't have classes on Tuesday. I was overstressed about the whole thing, bu when I talked to my professor on Tuesday, I found out things were not as distressing as I had imagined. Meaning, I basically already had the paper done in my draft. That look a lot off of my mind afterwards, and I enjoyed a nice Tuesday morning stroll along the memorial mall.
So I guess that was my first minor screw-up. English has involved a lot of writing thus far, not really something I enjoy doing. Calculus reminds me of the everyday learning experience back in the days i.e. Klumpe's classroom. Chemistry has been a joke thus far; too bad there's still work involved.
Not much happened over labor day weekend apart from disc golf, ice cream cake for Govind's Birthday, pseudo Asian party, "Beerfest",going home, getting yelled at by my mom, sleep, and lazy Sunday. Beerfest was surprisingly decent with an engaging story line and funny mishaps.

Last Wednesday was free burrito day at Chipotle's for its grand opening.(Do we really need 2 more "Mexican gourmet fast food" at Chauncey?) I'm not a big fan of burritos, and the thought of the long line wasn't making me lone for the gourmet burritos. The temptation of getting free things and curiosity finally got to me in the afternoon when I needed dinner. I made John drive me, and we got into the line that ran all the way around the block to Vienna. John didn't really talk, so I awkwardly put on music and prepared to wait for an hour. Sam came around the 50 mins. point and lightened up the scene abit. I talked to him for the rest of the time while we both stood awkwardly beside John who still wasn't saying anything. It rained on and off, but we were in the entertainment of the "sitar man" and friends. I've seen him around the village often with his guitar, and he actually sat in front of me on the bus once...not sure what he was doing there. An hour and 20 minutes later, I walked away from the register with my steak fajita burrito...it tasted, good. I don't know if I need to say much more.

The highlight of last night was the ping-pong tournament held at my dorm. I signed up at the last minute figuring I'm at least decent at an Asian sport and can take on the mediocre whities. I arrived at the "recreation room" which consisted of one ping-pong and foosball table and signed in with the referees. I was the only girl present and felt a bit out of place. Luckily, I knew at least one person there(Josh) and sat by him. The matches started, and the players seemed to know what they were doing. There were a few that just sucked, and made me feel better for not sucking. It was finally my match about 30 minutes into the tournament. My opponent's name was Jared, and Josh informed me that he was pretty good. I had confident in my skills but at the same time nervous for not having played in awhile. I ended up losing the match mainly due to my mistake of being too offensive and hitting out too many serves. Jared wasn't bad, but he wasn't like an Asian mind blowing ping-pong master either.(And I do add, there was one entered in the tournament) I was disappointed for not doing as good as I could have, but at least it was an interesting experience.

Today was a downer. I was looking forward to an easy day of turning in English paper and going to math to end the day. I took a nap before the 11:30 calc and overslept. I rushed out of my dorm to catch the 11:15 bus and made it to class just in time. The problem was, I couldn't find my iPod nano when I got back. I actually realized that it wasn't in my pocket half way to the bus stop on my way to math. I thought it might have fell out along the way so I hasty backtracked a bit. I tried to remember what I did with it from the time I left my room to where I was then, but I could only remember that I put the sleeves back onto the ipod. Hoping for the best, I assumed that I didn't take it out of my room and hurried back to the bus stop. Unfortunately, I was wrong. the nano was not to be found in my room and I have no idea where I lost it or if it's even lost at all. I felt pretty miserable for the whole afternoon and couldn't focus on my homework. I ended up taking a 4 hour nap before waking up for dinner.
In a way, I'm hoping that my ipod would turn up somehow, but the chances of that is unlikely, just like how my "misplaced" 1G Cruzer never turned up---- People like to have nice things. Because this is a $250 device, I figured some effort is necessary even though I technically got the ipod for $50 with my MacBook purchase. I made some flyers to stick in the elevators ,because that's all I could think of doing for now. Under best case scenario, someone will call me within the next few days and tell me that they picked up my nano when they were walking down the stairs. Under worse case scenario, someone is enjoying their free nano right now. I suppose I feel somewhat better than before, but still, this sucks. =
One last thing on my mind... I don't know why everyone is complaining about the new mini-feed from Facebook. Sure I wasn't ecstatics when I first saw the feature, but I don't loath it either. Honestly, is it really necessary to have 200 some anti-feed groups, petitions, and a Facebook boycott day? The argument is clear: too much info/invasion of privacy. I say, people are dumb; everything that is being feed is already available to your friends just not in a collective manner. If you don't want to them to see what you're doing or see what they're doing, why are you even friends with them in the first place?