My stress level is significantly lower, which is marvelous. At this point, I'm just hoping that the weather is clear on Tuesday evening and that my flight will...fly.
I want to go home! I miss home shenanigans. I want to go to work with my mom. She is a preschool teacher, and I hear stories about the kids in her class. Apparently they are all good, but kind of weird. There's one girl that my dad and I call Science Girl, because she really likes science. I want to meet her.
Shenanigans had also better involve sledding on Centennial Hill. Perhaps also ice skating? Basically, awesome hangouts with friends. (They will also involve the 13 verse Torah reading that I haven't started thinking about yet.)
And now, to discuss the topic which made me think, "I should blog about something and share my thoughts with the world!"
So here it is. BUTLER. For those of you who don't go to Columbia, Butler is the main undergraduate library. There are also a bajillion other libraries, but this is the biggest. Basically, people camp out in Butler during midterms and finals. I think this is absolutely ridiculous. Then again, my studying methods differ from many people...in that I don't study too much. Since I have so many goddamn classes to take, I try and find classes that involve minimal studying (except for the JTS core classes and ArtHum/MusicHum, which I'm required to take)...and this has actually gone pretty well for me (this statement is pending my Fall '09 grades).
I deal with stress in a few ways: going running and having major amounts of time to myself to chill. In case you didn't notice, neither of those methods involve going to the library. Sometimes I'll bring some books and go to the JTS library after a class. Since I've started work study there and now I know where everything is, being in the library feels very comforting.
Now, Bwog has several commenters who are seriously against people they claim just go to Butler and camp out to make a big deal of how much they "study". Even if that is the case (and I'm inclined to think that this is the motive for some people, in which case, they are huge tools), why the hell do they care?
Butler always intimidated me for this reason: those freaky camping out people. I'm admittedly not a very intense studier. I'm lucky enough that I can do pretty well in my classes without studying a shit ton. I refuse to turn studying into an art form.
Of course, there is the seamier side of The Butt (I couldn't resist!)...that's right, the hookup scene. Not that I would know, seeing as how I avoid the place. Presumably people "study" at Butler to check out the doodz and ladiez. Whatever. This can be summed up by a conversation I had at a party last night:
freshman girl: I need to get back to Butler!
me: Why?
fg: This guy came up to me and started talking right before I left to come here. He said I should come back by 2am!
me: Oh, Butler...
fg: What grade are you in?
me: I'm a junior.
me: Why?
fg: This guy came up to me and started talking right before I left to come here. He said I should come back by 2am!
me: Oh, Butler...
fg: What grade are you in?
me: I'm a junior.
fg: Oh, so you know all about Butler.
me: Totally.
This is proof that I can affect jaded wisdom which fools drunken freshmen. But let's face it, we already knew that.
In conclusion, I'm trying really hard to make it through my undergraduate college career without spending ungodly hours in the library. Though I might have to reconsider, as studying in a library might make me more productive. Because let's face it, there is no way in hell I am going to approach some random guy in Butler. So I think that I will be safe. In fact, I won't want to surf the internet and have people judge me for my website choices.
(If I ever decide that I'm desperate for companionship, I might venture into Butler. But probably not, because they're probably all lame anyways, what with all the studying. Or fake studying. That's even worse than real studying.)
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