This week has been rough.
I had a bad experience yesterday, and what's worse, I couldnt keep it to myself...i'm a complainer. and so i wont complain about it here. Suffice it to say that I wasted a lot of time yesterday, and therefore was late starting my paper, and sat and read all the info Thursday night, and then woke up at 6am Fri morning and between 630am-930~10am I managed to finish a 5 page paper. sometimes i wonder at my own crazy amazingness. i wish i could plan ahead, and not do things so last minute. but i seem to work best under pressure -- so what to do?

today went to the induction dinner for Pi Sigma Alpha, the Pol Sci honor society. I was as usual, overdressed for the occasion (when am i not overdressed?...but then again, better over dressed than underdressed i suppose) it was a nice dinner...i sat with Marge (if you dont know Marge, she's the Admin Assistant for the Pol Sci Dept, and she's the best!) We hung out all evening (i told her I was latching onto her since i only knew her haha) got a cool certificate. anyway...funny story of the day: When I went to get my cert, marge tried to take my picture, and the guest of honor, when i was shaking her hand, says "oh wait. pose for a while...your mum is taking our picture" hahaha. so basically this Judge thought that red-haired irish marge was my mother. am considering giving marge a mothers day card before i leave now. haha.

Also, they had voting for offices of the honor society, and I am apparently, the new (something) secretary of the Chapter! (there were 2 kinds of secretaries, and i'm one...woah weird. especially since i didnt really know many of the other people...but it's another thing to write on my resume i guess)

When Marge sends me my picture I'll put it up on here.

THe weather is behaving, and it's going to be a busy week ahead. it's time for me to start packing up, because I have to hand stuff over to my brother when he comes to visit me on Sunday (it's his bday and i'm cooking him a big fancy dinner)

that's all from me for now. Sunday i have the history honors society. who knows who i'll know there.

i think i tend to gravitate towards older people. i have more in common/more to talk about with older people i feel. which is probably bad. if i cant talk to ppl my age. dont know what it is. i'm an old soul.

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Judge Rendell, Me, Dr Baglione (who's laughing because I couldnt figure out where to stand to take the picture...or about the fact that the Judge thought Marge was my mum)












My certificate...fancy


















My "mother" Marge :)