Good stuff

I got mail today. I got a very sweet letter from Josh. Also, I got the deposit check from this summer's apartment (we got $490 of $600 back) and I got a bill thing from the clinic in Livermore that gave me my depo shot. Apparently I owe them about $5. I am a little confused by it. I will probably call my parents and ask them to explain it to me. Also, my E&M book seems to have arived, but I got the package email too late to pick it up today.

Satire seemed pretty sucky. Two of the movies were "Brazil" which she showed today and I didn't like much, and "American Beauty" which my parents showed me a few weeks ago when I was home and I didn't like at all. I'm not famillior with anything else on the movie/reading list, so this doesn't really bode too well for the course in general. Also, the prof gave us absolutely no background information on "Brazil" before showing it. It's hard to correctly understand a piece of satire without knowing anything about it (such as when and where it was made). However, I found out today at lunch from Rachel that the hum department acting chair (my advisor) says Archeoastronomy is a hum and it falls into the same box as the satire class, so it would fulfill the same requirements. Given this, and the fact that, as much as Archeoastronomy feels like it might be a waste of my time, I think it will be more enjoyable than the satire class.

Except that dropping a class means I would be at only 14 units. I'd thought I would suck it up and take Putnam so I could still be on the dean's list. However, Rachel pointed out to me that I could take the Balinese Gamelan Ensemble thing for one unit on Pomona (which I'd been looking at last semester). Anyway, I'd decided against it originally because it conflicted with the satire class. I think that 2 hours once a week of banging on drums will be more fun than 1.5 hours once a week of feeling stupid and eating pizza.

In the mean time, however, I should do clinic reading and then go to bed.

"And I pitty any girl who isn't me today."

Wouldn't it be great if at the end of every Monday, you thought to yourself, "I'm really happy right now"? And meant it. It's good to feel special and loved. It's good to feel on top of school work. It's good to be feeling less intimidated socially than I'd feared I would. It's good to have just recieved $250 in the mail. It's good to not owe the doctor very much money. It's good to have hot sleepytime tea with sugar and half-and-half. It's good to have a package waiting to be picked up tomorrow morning. It's good to know that Josh is coming to visit in less than 2 weeks. All days should leave me feeling this positive.

Most of the time it takes effort to smile. Sometimes I can hardly help it. I like the latter kind of time so much better.

Okay, so the subject isn't quite correct; I'd still trade a lot of the above stuff to have Josh here with me, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself in the mean time.