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A three hour nap seemed to cure the day of its rotten-ness. I also managed to clean two mouse cages, do a load of laundry and work on both Chemistry lab and studying, and the productivity cheered me greatly. I have also, now that I think of it, started my Chemistry lab-which will lighten the load when I tackle tomorrow's large list of chores (such as a doctor's appointment for the dog, a phone conversation/argument with the transmission company, studying for Wednesday's Chemistry exam and calculus quiz, etc, etc.).
While I am cheered, I am also a bit concerned. I am quite content at home with my cleaning and chores, but I no longer look forward to going to classes in the slightest. I no longer have Chemistry friends to speak to, and I am more or less disenchanted with the professor. The potential friendship with the Mathematics professor did not work out, and I seem to have run out of dishy male-types to gawk at, having discovered that all of them have fallen prey to the sort of snobbery so typical of Vermont. The only thing that I can look forward to even remotely on Wednesday is Chemistry lab, and that sentence sounds so silly that I am tempted to laugh at it. The only thing to look forward to on Mondays and Fridays is that I am able to go home at noon! I would genuinely love to find things to be glad about, and I would love to find ways in which to improve my day, but aside from taking myself out to lunch, movies or shopping after class, I cannot think of a thing-and my budget does not allow for spending money every day like that. Perhaps I should purchase a small sketch book to take to class, or find some sort of art project to take along to pass the time?
While I am cheered, I am also a bit concerned. I am quite content at home with my cleaning and chores, but I no longer look forward to going to classes in the slightest. I no longer have Chemistry friends to speak to, and I am more or less disenchanted with the professor. The potential friendship with the Mathematics professor did not work out, and I seem to have run out of dishy male-types to gawk at, having discovered that all of them have fallen prey to the sort of snobbery so typical of Vermont. The only thing that I can look forward to even remotely on Wednesday is Chemistry lab, and that sentence sounds so silly that I am tempted to laugh at it. The only thing to look forward to on Mondays and Fridays is that I am able to go home at noon! I would genuinely love to find things to be glad about, and I would love to find ways in which to improve my day, but aside from taking myself out to lunch, movies or shopping after class, I cannot think of a thing-and my budget does not allow for spending money every day like that. Perhaps I should purchase a small sketch book to take to class, or find some sort of art project to take along to pass the time?