I am learning how to dress correctly quickly. Meaning, I actually have to dress in response to the weather. Also, my "winter jacket" is really a shell that I actually have to LAYER something under. Note I have had this jacket since the eight grade. You would think I would have figured this out by now. No. For many years I have survived by spending most of my winter days running from the car to a heated building, in the very mild state of Maryland.
Today was so busy! I had a pretty useless meeting with my advisor who pretty much said, "Well, you look pretty set. You obviously have a handle on things. Good luck with registration!" So it's pretty much a free-for-all. Then I pretty much ran from the Park school to the library, trying to not die in the horrific weather, to the library. It was quite the trek. There, I met with friend KM and we solidified our awesome plans and prep for our debate Friday, in which we will defend Title IX against those who say it hurts males. We are going to win so crucially.
Then, I headed to a meeting where I got information about becoming a "Dean's Host," which is pretty much like a Park Tour guide, but you also attend special admissions sessions and host prospective Parkies throughout the year. There's a long training session, but I really want to do it. One of the requirements is that you have to be totally obsessed with the Park School. I qualify. You also have to have stories to tell about your involvement in classes and extracurriculars, and that some people have to wait for sophomore year to have enough. I've got plenty already. Seriously, it's crazy what I've been able to do this year already.
I then went straight to Political Communications class, which is getting really repetitive. The election is only a week away! I can hardly bear it. I've been absorbing every piece of election coverage I could find for almost two years now. What will it come to? What will I be able to tell my children (if that ever happens) about when I tell them about my first election?
I came back to the dorm and my friend SW and I thawed out with cups of tea. I then scurried back out into the cold with friend AP, who is from Ithaca, both her parents work here, and she still thought the weather was horrific today. Justified! Mass media class makes me want to smack myself repeatedly with several textbooks, but I survived. We have an exam on election day. WHAT? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FOCUS ON THAT? I'll manage, but I'll be bitter and angry about having to.
We had an extra Inquirer shoot at 8, and I got to work floor manager because we didn't have tapes for this one, because there were only a few clips and they would work it in later with FinalCut Pro. Basically as floormanager I relayed directions in studio from producer Nick (whom the parents and Amma and Papa met while visiting) to host Greg. It wasn't all that hard, but I certainly felt important.
I've gotten a bunch of work done tonight, and I'm quite proud. I'm making it through this week! It's supposed to snow, not even rain, tomorrow. YAY!
