Does anyone even read this thing anymore?

Sometimes I feel like I'm posting into a void. I guess this is still a good way to write what I'm thinking, even if no one reads it.

Like a less private journal, I suppose.

Why do I do this to myself?

So. I'm going to California on FRIDAY. WOO!! Unfortunately, this means I will be missing a lot of work and a lot of work will be due. I (obviously) want to get it all done before I leave so I can have a nice, relaxing week under the sun. 

Since I'm an expert procrastinator, the most amount of effort I've put forward to it was today...two days before I leave. And even then it was only completing assignments for one class (out of four). 

So I said to myself, "sleep is overrated. I'm gonna try an energy drink again and get as much done as possible."

Worst. Decision. Ever.

While it tasted SO MUCH BETTER than the Red Bull I had last time (I got the Monster in the white can and its freakin delicious), I still made the mistake of not cracking it open til about 10:30 (maybe that's where my problem lies?).

Not only do I no longer really have any motivation, but once again I'm starting to feel the crash WAY before I should be. But I'm not tired enough to go to sleep, and the only thing I can work on next (without Internet since mine has been out since 9:30) is reading an act of King Lear. And nobody wants to do that at 1:30 in the morning. Mainly because the language of Shakespeare is already confusing enough as it is, throw in slight exhaustion and no Internet to look up Sparknotes' "No Fear Shakespeare" and we've got a problem. 

If I went to sleep now, I'd still be able to get about six hours of sleep. And I can work on ALL THE HOMEWORK tomorrow. Right?

At this point it's either go to bed or play multiple games of solitaire, spider solitaire, farkle, and sudoku until I do feel tired enough to sleep.

No more drinking energy drinks so late! Ack!

Shakespeare's got the right idea.

"[Love] is to be all made of sighs and tears...

it is to be all made of faith and service...

it is to be all made of fantasy,

all made of passion and all made of wishes,

all adoration, duty, and observance,

all humbleness, all patience and impatience,

all purity, all trial, all observance."

~Silvius, As You Like It, Act 5 Scene 2

I want a love like that.

6th time's the charm?

Guess who's changing her "minor". AGAIN.

Yep. This girl.

I was going through my degree audit (basically the list of classes I need to take to graduate) today and trying to plan out my next four or so semesters here at good 'ol BYUI. I got all of my English (major) classes and Foundations (generals) classes planned out, and everything was glorious.

And then I got to the section for my current minor: Child Development.

As I was looking through the descriptions of the classes necessary, I realized something: I don't enjoy learning about kids. I thought I did since I was a teacher at my high school's preschool program and loved it. But I don't enjoy sitting in a class and learning about the mental and cognitive and physical development of a child; I just enjoy being around them and playing with them.

Imagine my frustration.

This is the SIXTH (yes. Sixth.) time I've changed my minor option. Here's what it has been in the past, even if for a brief moment:

• Home and Family, back when I was a naive freshman and thought that would help me achieve being a preschool teacher if the whole book editor thing didn't work out. HA! Nope. That is the section all the girls who only aspire to earn an MRS degree go to. And I realized that after looking at the list of classes necessary for the minor.
• Culinary Arts. I'm pretty sure it went like this: "hey, cake decorating seems cool." Yeah. That lasted all of a month or two. Especially after realizing that on top of tuition and book fees, I'd have to pay additional fees for every. single. one. of those classes. No thank you.
• Journalism and Photography clusters (equivalent of a half-minor). This was when I had just bought Sheldon, and when my old Newspaper adviser told me that I'm good at reporting and should consider it. But then BYUI had to go and be a pain in my butt and decide that in order to take "Photography I", I have to take a Drawing and Design & Color class. O_o that didn't make sense at all, so that was dropped. Plus I can't draw soooo.
• Journalism and Child Development clusters. I was still stuck on the notion that I'm a good reporter, and relived the memories of my high school days spent playing with children for an hour on "A" days. But then I remembered that I hated my journalism class (NOT newspaper class) and the very first class required for the Journalism cluster is exactly like my journalism class in high school. So that was dropped.
• Which brings us to the Child Development minor. I realized that I enjoyed playing with kids more than writing articles, so I decided to convert that previous cluster into a minor. 

And here we are today. I think I'm going to do some English clusters this time, since I've realized English stuff is all I really enjoy learning about. It depends on what the totally credible student employees in my Academic Advising Center say when I make a visit on Monday. 

This had better be the last time I change my minor option. Otherwise, I'm never getting out of here.