It has been a draining week. The family returned Saturday afternoon and I moved all of my stuff into the new suite. I didn't receive any help from any of my family members, mind you. They'll drive all the way down to Brockport and help my younger brother move in, but not me - oh no. That's okay, they probably would have fucked shit up anyway.
Can you tell that I'm in a lousy mood? Yes? Good. That will make this less painful for the both of us.
In any case, I've finished my first week of classes at SUNY Potsdam as a fifth year student. Doesn't that sound awful? "Fifth year student" - it sounds like it should have some wonderful connotations, as if I am a great scholar who is going above and beyond the original academic expectations laid before me. In reality, it's simple another way of metaphorically carving a big red L into my forehead.
Of the classes I am taking (two of them being reruns), History of Architecture would seem to be the most interesting thus far. I've always been fascinated by architecture, and just structure in general. To actually be taking a class on the subject is pretty nifty, I think.
I've been sleeping a lot during the day. My attempts to not sleep in class have been quasi-successful, however it's night that has been eluding me. I really don't care when I sleep though, as long as it's outside of class.
I've been missing The Asian Goddess. Since classes have started for both of us, we don't have nearly as much time to talk to one another anymore. On the whole, that's been kind of getting me down. Still, she is going to be visiting me on the 12th, so that's something to look forward to. I'm excited...yet terrified.
Right now I just feel tired and stressed. I don't want to even think about what has passed or what is to come.