It's Been Real

I haven't even had a full week of classes and field, and, already, this semester has kicked my butt. After having more than a month off from classes, their return, coupled with my jobs and joint internship, has wiped me out.

Case in point: I came home from my mini-course today, fell asleep as soon as I got into bed, and woke up four hours later. This sleep reversal, where I'm snoozing in the afternoon/evening and not sleeping at night, has happened way too many times to count this week, and it shows. I'm super behind on homework (already?!), I'm forgetting about important tasks and screwing up dates, and my eyes have taken on that dark, zombie-fied appearance. Fortunately, when I eat, I don't slobber all over myself, which would only work to complete this horror movie monster look of mine.

My holiday weekend starts at 4:30 today.

On Tuesday, I start my final semester of grad school.

When I moved to Ann Arbor almost a year ago (excuse me?!), I had one roommate who I expected to be living with until graduation. Since that time, I've gone from living with Roommate #1 to Roommate #2, and, this Wednesday, I will start living with Roommate #3.

Is this a sign that I am, indeed, a horrible person?

Needless to say, this game of musical chairs with roommates is grating, and I am almost completely baffled by the sheer ease both of their individual moving out processes have been. Perhaps they are both very carefree packers.

While Roommate #1's move out was on the up and up (i.e. the university had all the paperwork in a row), Roommate #2's move out is a little more on the DL, and I have been on the phone with housing too many times than I'd like to think about. Suffice it to say, I feel a little like a snitch, but the bottom line is this: I'm going home for a week on Saturday, and I will rest a lot easier knowing that a complete stranger is not shuffling around the house.

How in the world is it possible that I get two (two!) completely different roommates who both don't know that you can't leave raw chicken hanging around uncovered?

Today, I:

-swam through the humid as h air

-had a stuffy bus ride

-got drenched in the grocery store parking lot

-showered with an earwig

Oddly enough, what I thought would be the low point of my day actually turned out to be the highlight. I had to convert some VHS tapes to DVDs at the Duderstadt on North Campus, and its dim lighting and helpful consultant staff were delightful.