By Now I Must Have an Honourary Doctorate in Procrastination

It's exam time!!!!!!!

You know what that means? My apartment is clean and I have done just about everything I can in order to not study (now that I am posting a blog I will have done everything). It seems to me that every time I need to be doing something with even the slightest amount of importance (like studying) I find something else infinitely more interesting to be doing. The opposite can be said for when I have nothing to do and I couldn't be bothered to change the channel on the t.v because the remote is too far away and let's face it if I sit here long enough something worth watching should come on ...right? Also, Exam time is when I am most likely to be surprised by an attack nap and I have been attacked countless times recently. *Picks up a book to start studying, eyes get heavy, reads same paragraph five times, wakes up two hours later with no idea what happened* Attack Naps they will throw you for a loop and just when you finally planned on being productive.

This past semester had some pretty good times in it. I was part of breakout productions, a new production team we started this year in our English 4401 course (producing the play) We started with a script of Tom Stoppard's "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead" and we ended with a five show run and a great feeling of pride that we had accomplished so much in such a short time. The show was a success and people stopped me in class and in the halls telling me how much they loved it. The English 3350 class had their acting finals a week after our show started and they asked me to emcee the show. I had previously emceed our directing class' final scenes and some people in the class suggested me to present their scenes which made me feel pretty special. I have one course left for my Diploma program and that is Producing the Documentary which is said to be the hardest of all the diploma courses because of its massive amount of group work. I am not looking forward to it all that much but it needs to be done.

Other happenings since I last blogged back in September:

I rented a car and drove across the island to see my sister who was visiting her husband who was working on the West Coast and was spending a weekend with my nan. I got to meet two nieces that I hadn't seen in person before and got to see my nephew again. It was a very short trip but I spent some quality time with a bunch of family who all happened to be visiting at the same time. I put on my big boy pants and drove across the island and back by myself and I only seen one moose but he was chilling out nowhere near the road so it was best kind.

I survived another year on the earth since I popped out of the womb. I turned 26 on December 3rd and threw a pretty good bash at our apartment. It was a sweater themed party and a bunch of my friends new and old showed up for it. The downstairs neighbours decided that at 11:05 it was time to call our elderly landlord's house and complain without having made us aware of their discontent and despite the fact that they shut off their obscenely loud music in order to call. Gerard handled the call like a boss and the party continued full swing until twenty after four in the morning when the last of the people made their way to a cab and home. In the interest of being a good host I supplied food and some shots and because I had each dip labeled and the food set out nicely a few people commented that Amki had flown back and set up the party. Of course had Amki been here there would have been fresh flowers and much better food but the sentiment was there.

I am sure that there has been more noteworthy occurrences since I last blogged but I can't seem to recall them at this time. That's enough for now anyways and perhaps I will blog more often (most likely not I just say this to make myself feel better). I am going to have to study for a bit now as my next exam is in ten hours and I am not quite as prepared as I could be for it (but then again I never am)

Later Days
Patrick

Free Internet. The only positive thing about metrobus

This update is brought to you in part by metrobus.I hopped on the wrong route one and in stead of going directly from mun to the village I am taking the scenic route past the confederation building, cna, and the marine institute. The bus is then headed back to mun before heading to the village. Good thing I left early or work may have gotten an interesting phone call. The weather is trying its best to make everyone feel gloomy but I have my iPod some good tunes and a way to update my blog. School is going well so far I am not under too much strain yet and my assignments seem to be spread out fairly evenly. I think I am going to survive the semester. I have my first grammar test tomorrow and I am slightly nervous as the course is a veritable widow maker from what I hear. The prof seems to think I will do well and she sure seems to like calling on me in class so maybe there is some truth behind that. The bus just filled up and because it is raining everyone is wet and therefore they all smell wonderful. In fact I am almost certain corpses smell better.

This weekend is looking to be a pretty stellar weekend. Thursday night ( not quite the weekend I know but well close enough) a bunch of us are going to 345 (church) at the levee. Friday will be devoted to homework assignments as Saturday is devoted to work and Andrea's party. Whenever her parents go away Andrea let's the diploma program kids and her theatre friends party at her place and it's usually a good time. Normally Ryan dillon would have a party the night before but he was one of the friends who moved away :(. Side note: the huge guy beside me on the bus smells especially bad. Sunday I plan to rearrange my room and super clean it. It always makes me feel great when my room is really clean and organized but I rarely maintain that for long. I recently cleared my cork boards off and put everything into a notebook and I planned to post the results as soon as I figure out how to get my phone to send me the pictures.

Bus is almost at the village.

Later days.

And I thought I was busy before!

I have a problem. I do it all too often and sometimes I catch myself doing it but only after I have comitted to doing it. I make myself unbelievably busy.

Case in point today was the first day of my fourth year of university, nothing strange about that, an accomplishment I would say but also a challenge. This semester I have registered for not just five (the regular Full course load) but six courses. I went to four of my six courses today and from the look of the syllabus, I am behind already. To improve things even more I am taking a course for my Diploma Program in Performance and Communications Media that involves producing a play. This means at the height of my workload and stress levels this November / December I will be entering a full week of assisting in the production of a play and making sure everything goes smoothly.This semester is going to be challenging but it will be rewarding when I finally finish it all and I can look back and say that I accomplished a difficult feat of endurance and patience.

Also I feel like this is noteworthy enough to add to this blog post. I had a run in today with a prof that I have had in the past for two of my courses. I consider her to be one of the most well educated and well spoken people I have met in my university career. She has sparked a love for literature in me just through her teachings and passion on the topic. In short I could say that I am in love with this professor. I ran in to her today and she greeted me by name and asked about my summer and what the semester had in store for me. She wished me luck on succeeding with my six course endeavor and there is a course that she is offering next term that I may just have to register for if I can fit it into my schedule. To put it lightly as soon as she was out of sight I swooned hardcore.

That's all for tonight Friends I am off to bed as I have another fun-filled day of school tomorrow and enough readings to make enough comfy little nests for all of the mice in the world.

Later Days