distractamondo

I would do well to stick to focus and concentrate on these four prompts I've got to study for my British drama class. My final tomorrow is going to be one of these questions, and all I have to do is write an essay about it. Just one essay, about one question, from a possible four questions-- no identification, no extrapolating. You'd think I would have had this done hours ago, since I started studying around 11am. You'd be wrong.

Things Distracting Me
1. I am going to see Light in the Piazza tomorrow night. Clearly this will require me to get a new pair of tights and a new, dressy top (preferably in dark green), but I don't know when I'll have time to swing by Forever 21 (since I know it won't fail me). Clearly I need to set aside time to plan my day around a shopping trip tomorrow afternoon.

2. I haven't spoken to Marie in weeks and weeks, and lo and behold, there she is on facebook at the same time as me! Friends before Finals, I always say. (I always say it.)

3. I'm supposed to somehow teach a class in my friend's AP English class tomorrow morning, thereby providing me experience to write a 10-page final paper, at the same time I'm supposed to be in a final for the class that requires the 10-page paper. This overlapping of schedules would not have been a problem except that my professor rescheduled our final meeting time (wherein we will eat breakfast food and discuss our final projects, not actually take an exam...) and now I'm in the most sticky catch-22 of all time. And unlike Michael Scott, I use the phrase meaningfully.

4. I feel like I don't write very much anymore. Not to say that this lame post is writing of great quality, per se, but it does help to just dump out my brain every once in a while. My goal is to write some good things over Christmas break.

5. I'm worried by how my pants are (or aren't) fitting these days.

6. My laptop is busted, so I'm at home using the dusty old desktop, and it's freezing in this office. I have little extra clothing to choose from, to say nothing of warmth, since all of my clothes are at my house by campus where I actually live. The computer thing is a REALLY big problem, but so are my slowly-freezing fingers.

7. Tuesday will be the 1-year anniversary of when Bonny went away. I miss her. Having Sprouty here makes it easier, though.

8. Someone I've known for 7.5 years is in a secret gay relationship. It is, but shouldn't be, morbidly amusing. Who wants to read about old, be-wigged dead guys and their thoughts on sexuality when I've got sexual mores in my own life to study!

9. People keep complimenting me this week and being all nice and flattering-- and I have no idea what to say to them, mostly because I'm not convinced of their flatteries myself. I'm not saying they're liars or that they're playing any angle in being nice to me, but it's very difficult to accept compliments when you look at pictures of yourself and think, "Wow. This picture actually exists...?" And I probably sound like a real compliment whore, but I'm definitely not asking people to say nice things about me right now. It's just awkward when other peoples' views don't seem to line up with the view you have of yourself.

10. Maybe I want to teach English? Maybe Anna's school is going to be hiring teachers for next year and they don't require a license at the time of hire? Maybe I'm going to show up to class on my first day and have all the girls tell me their names are incorrect on the roll and that their names are actually things like "Alice B. Heind" and then I'll open my desk drawer and a garden snake will slither out?

11. No, no-- I still want to be an actor, and go to England where they produce all these lovely Restoration plays that I'm supposed to be studying right this second.

12. Passive-aggressiveness is not an attractive trait even if supposedly I have to forgive it and chalk it up to young age and inexperience in others. It is frustrating. And annoying. Mostly annoying.

13. I'm anxious to try out my new amathyst-colored eye shadow which was an unintended, but not exactly regrettable, point of purchase.

14. I'm so so so excited for finals to be over so I can go spend money on other people this weekend. I like Christmas shopping. You know, people complain about the commercial side to Christmas, and I get that, but I like spending money on other people and giving them thoughtful presents that maybe somehow convey a little bit of the love I have for them.

15. I hope I get the Will & Grace series box-set for Christmas so I can watch Seasons 6-8 since I've basically exhausted Seasons 1-5. Yes, this is actually something I'm thinking about at the moment instead of Aphra Behn and The Rover.

And that, my friends, is what is distracting me.