24-Hour StressFest

So two weeks ago I was assigned this really complicated paper in my English class. Basically, the task was to write a description of Mansfield Park, the country house in Jane Austen's book of the same name. But it's not that simple. You see, the idea was to first find and use the details Austen described about the house (as scattered in the book as these details are). But since it can't quite possibly be enough to construct a complete picture of the house, secondly, we had to use this textbook-like book about the history of country houses to supplement her details. But that's not all! Thirdly, we had to go to the library reserves to take out these books that are basically detailed records of the features of almost all (if not all) the country houses in England... and imitate that author's style.

Yes, so because it was so complicated, for once I actually did not wait until the last minute to start this (in fact I started this past Saturday). But regardless, I still couldn't manage to finish the paper until 11:30... this morning. So yes, I did skip my two morning classes again, and of course I feel like crap for it.

It didn't help that housing selection happened last night. My appointment was near the end of the day too, so I had to endure an entire day's worth of delays. (My appointment was at 8:36, it's supposed to be a six-minute process, and I left the building an hour later.) But seriously, it was so hectic. First you arrive 10+ minutes early to wait in a frantic mob. Then they call your number and so you rush forward thinking that it's time, only to stop a mere five feet ahead of where you started because you've suddenly discovered yourself in a line. Then after you've waited in line and they check your housing slip, you again think it's time, only to be directed towards another waiting area where you have to wait to enter the selection room. Then once you enter the room, you have to wait for a housing person to become available so they can find you a room. And then, after you've found something and confirmed it, you have to wait for your confirmation pages to print out. Only then can you leave. (Gah!)

Granted, I did have a pretty good housing number (13,501, when it ranges from 12,000-17,000... Izzy got 16,000 something). I also somewhat spontaneously found myself a roommate, and so I pulled her into housing with me. The only bad thing is that we happened to run into this really belligerent girl we knew from the ski trip, and she was also pulling someone into the Honors House. So yeah, the four of us sat there in the waiting area, and we're all wondering who's going to get called first. Then surprise, surprise. It wasn't us, and they took the last of the two doubles available. It's okay though because my friend and I got the first floor triple and it's a suite. It's a little more expensive than a double and now we have to worry about who the third girl is, but I know it's a very nice room. And the house itself is absolutely gorgeous, so I'm very excited.

Life definitely has it's ups and downs. I'm especially excited for the next couple days. I have no lecture tomorrow, so as of the dismissal of my last class, my weekend has begun! More on that later! Ahhh...