GTA (And the week of work)
I waited in line at Gamestop for about four hours Monday night to acquire precious GTA. I made a couple of cool friends there too, which kept the freezing cold away until I can get in. I was able to play it much, unfortunately, since I had a staff meeting that night and work to finish for class.
Tuesday was an early day, which typical class stuff followed by a shitload of writing and reading for my ficiton and comm classes. That, combined with the fact that I had a midterm the next day in "Press and the Political Process" made me want to get some sleep in hopes that I could remember enough for the exam.
I thought I did well on the midterm the next day, it wasn't too bad, I finished relatively quickly, and nearly every thing that I wrote on had a clear answer in my head. I came home that evening with a horrid headache, and proceeded to veg out by playing lots and lots of GTA. . . it was bliss.
Thursday I got back my first Poetry and Poetics paper and I learned that I can't write worth shit about poetry. Either that, or the TA is just a bitch (I'm betting its more the first one, tho). I try not to let it all get to me, anyways, since that night was Bar Night. I had a fucking grand old time there, with lots of alcohol and kickass music to dance to. It was a nice way to wind up the week for me.
Didn't have class Friday, save for a tutor meeting for my second P&P paper. Turns out she really liked my ideas and just needed me to flesh them out some more, so I have a relatively easy second draft to write on it. Then I played GTA for 7 hours straight.
Yesterday, I played GTA for another 7 hours straight, and then went to see a movie called "Stage Beauty" which was fucking brilliant, and I recommend it.
And today I'm writing this awful long post, I'm prolly gonna play some GTA before I have to engineer at the radio station. . . and then homework :(
Btw, I voted! Yay!
