Coffee, papers, class, library, sleep, repeat

It has come to my attention that there are only five more weeks until finals. How did that happen? It seems that I just finished all of my midterm papers last week. Weekends and evenings are now entirely devoted to the library and papers.

I have at least one full book a week for Satire- lets say about 300 pages. Pearls, Politics and Power for Women in Politics, at the same time as the The Handmaid's Tale- 224 and 324 pages, respectively. Not to mention the papers and questions related to the books. Also articles read and reviewed for Comparative Politics, and that isn't even touching upon the senior thesis for the Capstone. And I'm only taking four classes!

I hardly have time to breathe, let alone sleep or hang out with friends.

And then- there's the Swine Flu. This virus has been around campus with a fury as of yet unseen by our generation. More friends than I can count are “out with the oink” as they say. So now we have to deal with epidemic influenza, regular seasonal influenza, colds, weather (we do live in the Wind Tunnel of Shippensburg), family obligations, relationships, working (gotta pay the rent), and more papers than I have time to write let alone do the readings for. It's all a little overwhelming.

Why do professors think that the only things we have to do in a week concern their class?

I just keep telling myself: Just finish the semester, that's all you have to do. Just pass these four classes, then it's all over. It will be so much better once you finish this semester. But then I think of the classes for next semester, and what I am going to do after graduation, and how am I going to find the time for all of this- and now I don't know what to do.

I need more coffee. Sigh.

Keeping up with the times.

So I now have Twitter. I am following every senator and congressman that I can find. I have the White House, NPR, and the State Department. I wonder if Benjamin Netanyahu twitters... If only Bartlet Tweeted...
The US House of Representatives posts something every ten minutes or so. It's live updates scraped from the Clerk of the U.S. House of Representatives.

I am taking Microeconomics over the summer. It is comparable to strangulation death. More on that later. It is mon-thurs 10am-12, so after class is too late to start doing anything like geocaching and too early to start something like, I don't know, drinking. Well, maybe it's not.

Books!
I finished Jane Eyre in about three days of reading. I am now reading Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson. i am really liking it so far, and I have yet to make my bookmark for it, that's what I work on in class. I like to make my bookmarks, but I have to get to know the book first. I hope to finish it tomorrow.

Matt's Word of the Week

They Matt H. Myers Word of the Week:

Catastrophous (adj. latin.): When things are beyond fucked up.

About the Blogging...

So I realized that I have far too many blogs and I decided to re-start and re-vamp a blog instead of starting a whole new one. I am very tired right now and have to read a few chapters of a wonderfully uninteresting book, "Congress and Its Members." I have classes tomorrow and that's a darn shame.

I was going to re start my very first blog "You Got Moxie" but I think that I would rather use my newer one. This One. More posts to come...

Today January 20th, 2009 is Jane's day of Jubilee. President elect Barack Obama officially becomes President Barack Obama tomorrow (later today I suppose.)

Lets hope that he doesn't steal the Hope Diamond....

Summer Life

So I started a special blog just for the summer- Click on me. So now, faithful reader, you can keep up with Jane's crazy antics well into the summer. (Notice how I pretend that someone's reading this?) I will probably not be updating this blog until august or september when i'm back at school.

But be sure to check out the new blog!! It's going to be fun and have pictures and .... you know... be ... cool.

nite nite
~jane

Holy Crap, It's Summer.

Lainy and I are going to yoga tomorrow night (yay) and then boyfriend comes down in a few days to go to the !! Jimmy Buffett !! concert on saturday!!! hella tight. I leave on the 16th for camp. It's seems so far away but I know that I'm not ready yet and It's going to jump out on me at the last second.

Alright, well, i'm going to head over to stephen's graduation party (way to go!!) and I'll update more later

Good night, and have a pleasant tomorrow.

A Quick Update.

A Quick Update that's already taken longer than planned:

My Aunt Nancy died three weeks ago today.
It's still weird to say that.
It's the last week of classes.
I have a 3-5 page single spaced paper on torture. (due last friday)
I have a 3 page single spaced paper on classism in US. (due wednesday)
Climbing Seneca Rocks with boyfriend on saturday.
Monday is one year anniversary with boy.
I hate my roommate's computer.
Next week is finals. I may or may not survive.
Stephan Colbert is fabulous.
I'm exhausted.
I may be in love with Dr. Botteron.
She rocks!
corn + magic = gasoline
Dr. Botteron's class might be stealing my soul.

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

Sorry it's soooooo...ooooo sooo long!!

I've got this awful test tomorrow that i will most likely fail. (there goes my A!) and I feel really really sickly. And X-Files isn't on for no apparent reason. AND I can't sleep. CAN'T SLEEP... ... ... ... .... ...

I'm SO sick. This is the first year in like 5 years that I haven't gotten either Strep or Bronchitis, but I still have this sick blahness and I'm sneezing more than usual (usual = strep/bronchitis) I usually like sneezing, but this time it's like actual sick and I hate it. I feel like crying and I don't know why. I mean, I'm listening to George Michael, (and not Wham!, just GM) watching Golden Girls, (actually a commercial about the Army National Guard and now I'm sad because Boyfriend is away for 3 days because of you, well, it might be because of ROTC, but ARMY is ARMY is ARMY) I have a KILLER math test tomorrow that I will most likely fail but I'm sick so whatev. Also, I'm OFFICIALLY (woo) disabled. ... yeah. Thank You... ADD. way to go. Lordie, I'm screwed. I mean, I get to schedule earlier than the rest of the student body, but I don't feel disabled. You know? You wouldn't know I have ADD unless I told you, or if I forget my meds once or for a few days ::cough- all of spring break- cough:: again-> Whatev.

But at least I've got this Poli Sci test finished and ready to hand in. (Woot! ps. on that- Trent and I have a 1 hour productivity limit... with sarcasm added/implied thankyouverymuch Dr. B.) and like I said, pretty dresses and Golden Girls. So... I suppose ... life is good?

Good night, and good luck.

If this doesn't make sense, I'm sorry, but I'm a little discombobulated. .. Which apparently I can't spell. Anyway, I'm kinda going back and forth (hell, i'm takin the freakin ADD meds!) But still weird.
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Basically I can't sleep so I'm typing. For NO apparent reason other than I can. I'm Sorry that you're reading this. I don't know why you are. Weirdo.

much love.
jane

Keepin' the Faith

[I originally wrote this as a note to my Amanda, but I feel that it applies to
everyone and therefore, I am posting my thoughts and forcing them onto the
Blogging world.]

First of all- PROPS to William for posting "UBL" on my friend Amanda's
Facebook. FINALLY! Someone gets the guy's friggin name right. This is one
of my pet peeves. (Of which I have several.) The man is Usama bin Laden.
You may know him as Osama bin Laden. You would be wrong. The FBI and
the State Department have ALWAYS called him Usama, or UBL. For no
apparent reason after September 11th, 2001, the American Media changed
his name. Maybe it's because they (I mean "They") didn't want a terrorist
who took more American lives than anyone ever before to have a name that
begins with USAma, or maybe some intern at a news office messed it up
by accident and they just ran with it. Who knows? Either way, its Usama
bin Laden. End of story. Don't believe me? Just ask the FBI. Go to the FBI
website, and on the middle right-hand side there's a link that says "Most
Wanted Terrorists" click it, He's numero uno. Look, I'll even provide you
with a link.
http://www.fbi.gov/wanted/terrorists/terbinladen.htm

MOVING ON>
Something I would like to say: you can't let the world get you down and I'll tell
you why. Did Bartlet let conflict between India and Pakistan get him down?
No. he immediately got the ambassadors in the white house and tried to
dissipate the situation. One man. and the guy has MS. 

What did Josh and Toby do when they met Matt Kelly at that little bar? Did
they despair at the poor conditions of the economy? Or did they do
something about it? No one thought that they could, not even the President
of the United States, but they had an idea and they ran with it. That, my
friend, is going to be you (the people who are committed to the study of
history, politics, social justice, human rights, civil liberties, world events,
terrorism, and government) some years from now.

Just remember from 20 Hours in America, part 2:
JOSH: Campaigns aren't about the candidates.
TOBY: No?
JOSH: They're about the voters. How-how are we going to create jobs? how-
how are we going to get healthcare? How are we going to make the lights go
on? How are we going to protect ourselves?

The point is that it's not about the state of affairs, it's not about what has, could,
or will happen, it's about YOU. It's about the future of politics. It's what we are going
to do to fix the world. And you can't lose hope for change, because Faith that you
can change it is the only thing that will ever change the world. And a little bit of
cynicism can be good. It's what allows us to not simply accept the status quo, but
to effect change. To demand change. The key is to stay just critical enough to force
a change, but not too much that you lose the faith that you can.

JOSH: Learn things. Be good to each other. Read the newspapers, go to
the movies, go to a party. Read a book. In the meantime, remember
pluralism. You want to get these people? I mean, you really want to reach in
and kill them where they live? Keep accepting more than one idea. Makes
'em absolutely crazy.

Josh then, of course, reminds the students to refrain from stealing anything
before they leave :) I leave you with that my faithful reader.

The Equinox Is Usually Good to Me

This past week: Sunday I picked boyfriend up from the airport and saw him for the first time in almost two weeks, spring break ended, but hell, it's SPRING! St. Patrick's Day was Monday and I had some friends over, I got to talk to Dr. B (happy face), nothing has changed with Rebecca, but I don't think that anything can salvage that at this point, and I've stopped caring. Tuesday Dulé Hill(!) and Zachary Quinto came to Ship for an amazing Obama rally. I got to meet Dulé Hill (Charlie!) and Zach Quinto (Syler!) and had Dulé sign some pictures and it was absolutely one of the greatest moments ever. I joined the Ship College Democrats club and talked to the chair of the Political Science department about the issues I've had switching majors. We worked it out and solved the problem (!) another Yay! . I've been helping to register students to vote, I've gotten about 20 total new voters and changing party/address. So that was really cool. I got Skype and a cool camera/microphone thingey for the Lappy to use with it (fun new toy to explore!). Today was a great ep of my favorite show, and this morning's episode (2am boo) is Hollywood A.D. which is one of my absolute favorite eps ever! Also, today's my birthday AND Good Friday, and yesterday was Free Rita's Day. I get to go home tomorrow with boyfriend for birthday/Easter celebrations. So WOW. I'm really excited.

Well, I have been really busy and today's my birthday so I'm just going to post some photos that remind me of spring. Let me know what you think Amanda. (I say Amanda because I'm fairly sure that you're the only one who reads this) : )

This one always makes me think of hope. And the lyrics of a Matt Duke song about inner city violence: "One small bird flew away from this earth, with wings pushing so hard, hard but looking down on that once fragile ground, she's happy to be in the sky" I don't know why, but it just makes me think of that.

Like the first crisp days of spring: colorful, bright and full of excitement and anticipation for the months to come.

I thought that this one was pretty and suited my mood for the week.

I love this. I just love that face.