The Spinning Wheel of Death

Blog 5: Seriously Lagging

I find that I procrastinate way too much recently.

I genuinely suffer from it in every aspect of my life. I haven't been drawing in my sketchbook, I haven't been blogging as much as these dedicated bloggers even though I sparked the whole thing, and now I've been seriously lagging on my studies. The results of this is both good and bad.

For Chemistry, I periodically turn in my lab reports late. This is not news. I do the work, just a little later than expected. The simple reason is that I'm not motivated in this class. The Weissbart is somewhat aware of this and I got a mixed response from him. Seeing as Susan Surrandon and I are both lumped together in that class, we'd periodically be late on assignments together. However, I don't think that The Weissbart doesn't really mind. We still show up to class every now and then and we always show up for lab. I guess he just tolerates us as we are, which is a good thing because most of the time it feels like we're the peanut gallery in the class.

This feeling of laziness after Chemistry usually spools over to my Piano class. I was worried of coming back to Piano earlier last week, seeing as I missed a week and a half of it. Heidi is not the stern type, but she is the kind of person you would hate to disappoint, not in the sense that she has a back handed scheme brewing in the works but more like the relative that went into so much trouble preparing a dinner that you never bothered showing up for.

For Statistics, I haven't been going. I guess I missed a few quizzes. Thing is, Truong is an easy grader and the grades are based on the tests, which are multiple choice. Plus, learning math is one of my strong points. So really, for not going to class all the time, I'm really ahead in the class seeing as I find myself trying to explain to the other students around me what Truong is trying to teach. I'm technically at a "C" right now without even trying...

Concert Band is still Concert Band to me; Just a class to play off some emotions, make sure I know my music, and to hang around other awesome musicians. Because I'm still not enrolled in that class, I have the freedom of going or not going to class as I please. I still do, only out of respect for Ellen DeGeneres. There's nothing really to procrastinate on.

The only class I'm not procrastinating with any work on is Italian. I always liked this class because it's where I feel I'm actually learning. Thing is, I'm also starting to lag a little more in learning the vocabulary in that class. I would sometimes space on a word that we had already learned and whenever Martinelli asks me a question in class, I would find myself stalling and just space out on what I was going to respond. I think what it is about this class is that, because I signed up for Choir, my days at school are longer and I simply end up exausted by the end of the day, which is when I'm attending Italian. What I've done to try and counteract this is go to Professoressa Martinelli's office hour before class and I would just try and talk to her. She so far asked how I was doing in Choir, how my "girlfriend" in Santa Cruz was doing, and whether or not I was attending Italian 411 next semester. She also showed me some Italian operas that are opening in San Francisco and what their storylines were. She's fun to talk to... Or at least try to talk to. XD

The only class I haven't really missed yet was Choir, and I haven't done much rehearsing for that class. Apparently, Dr. Hughes thinks I prepare for his class because I got an email Saturday morning, saying that I, along with a few other people in Choir, showed that I came prepared for class with notes learned and offered us to sing a soloist section part of the song. The sad thing was that I hadn't looked at any of the new music at all and never bothered to touch my music that entire week. So apparently I rule at sight reading... I guess that's going to have to change now. XD

And yeah... Assuming I wouldn't procrastinate on this blog, I'll keep you updated on other things as they pop up.