Another week done, about 5 or 6 to go...

I just took an Optics exam. Not so fun... I studied bunches, and I'm sure I did well as usual, but it's just draining, you know? I already figured out two mistakes I made, and carried through... So we'll see in a couple of weeks when grades come out.

So I'm really glad it's the weekend, but I'm not too thrilled about having to once again spend my Friday night doing something that has almost turned into a job. And tomorrow is homework catch-up day. How long until December 17th (the day after my last - and only - final)?

It's alive!

My circuit works! I'm so pumped right now that I don't even care about my Optics exam tomorrow, or the fact that I sucked at my individual oral interview. Life is good, and EE is sometimes good but usually frustrating. I guess I just have to cling to the happy moments...

So once again, I have too much time on my hands and am lacking motivation to study...or to do anything productive for that matter. So I think I'll procrastinate some more. :-D

Bored silly

I've finally made it to my last semester here, and now that I have time, I'm realizing the amazing lack of things to do around this town... Does anyone have any ideas?

Matt says I have to go to bed now, so hopefully I can come up with something interesting to write by tomorrow.

-Jen

It's been a while

So I've been pretty stressed lately for no reason. It's like, when you have too much to do you don't have time to be stressed - you just work. And when you have nothing to do, there's nothing to be stressed about anyway. But me... I'm somewhere stuck in the middle. I have work to do, but I don't HAVE to do it right now, so I put it off. But when I have time to think and something needs doing, I get stressed.

So on that note, it's game day... GO PURDUE!!! I'm going to be lazy, hang out with people, and do my best to not think about homework. Maybe I'll cheer up a bit after that. Has anyone else been feeling as blah as me?

-Jen

Working hard

So I feel like I've been pretty busy lately. I've had some sort of assignment due every day this week so far, and I have an exam tomorrow night. But the thing is, even Senior design isn't so difficult that I'm stressed about accomplishing what I need to. Well, I guess the material for Optics is getting a bit rough.

Anyway, I guess all I'm trying to say is that I'm really looking forward to Fall Break, even if it means that I'm one week closer to needing to turn in my project proposal for optics lab. Anyone got any good ideas for an average difficulty optics/lasers project? I'm thinking that bar-code reader might just be a little too tough for a one credit hour class...

-Jen

My Saturday

So getting out of bed was really tough for me today... how about for you?

Anyway, I spent like 8 hours doing homework today, but only half of that time was really productive. Matt and I got to hang out with Kevin and Cassi (My ex and his fiancée) this morning watching Aqua Teen Hunger Force and Garfield and eating cinnamon rolls (Mmmm, mmmm, good).

So thankfully Al saved me from doing more homework by giving me an excuse to go hang out with her. It didn't take much convincing cuz homework sucks and Al is cool.

And then to top off my awesome day (awesome not including the homework part), Matt and I got a Papa John's pizza - a real one - for our late night snack. Isn't my hubby the greatest? Anyway, I have to get to bed so I won't sleep through church tomorrow... even though it might already be a little too late for preventative measures...

-Jen

Bowling

So Matt and I took a break from our friday night ritual (a.k.a. Intervarsity) and went bowling. I beat my previous high score of 129. Now my high score is 130. Yay!

-Jen

*Shrub* of the day

So, before I say anything else, I should probably explain what a *shrub* is. In RVA lingo, where Matt went to school, a *shrub* referred to someone messing up what they meant to say and instead they say something with either a completely different meaning or no meaning at all. For a more in depth explanation, ask Matt about the *ghost rote* sometime...

And now back to my original thought...

I was sitting in English class, and we were discussing Tartuffe, a French play about a religious hypocrite and the con he pulls. The Prof asked a question about Tartuffe to which the answer was supposed to be *Protestant*. A girl who knew the answer immediately raised her hand and said *prostitute* - very loudly. Mass chaos and uproarious laughter ensued, and the poor girl turned bright red.

Somehow, this led to a Freud reference and then a few Clinton/cigar jokes, until finally order was restored.

And now I'm off to go grab something to eat...

-Jen