repo: holy crap day, batman

Today … was a bad day. I think I’ll bust out a timeline to shake things up:

• 1:00a| Fell asleep. Didn’t look over notes for fear that I wouldn’t be able to sleep.
• 6:15a| Wake. Take meds. Go back to bed.
• 7:00a| Wake. Get out of bed. Dress.
• 7:10a| At dining hall. POSITIVE: ate most of a bagel w/ cream cheese & strawberry yogurt with granola and fresh cranberries. 2 glasses of iced tea instead of coffee.
• 7:30-9:15a| Study. Cramming just isn’t a good idea.
• 9:15-10:05a| Sit in classroom and wait for exam to be administered. Review. Try to not let the people sniffling and shuffling get on my nerves. Fail a few times.
• 10:05-10:25a| Take exam. First done. Got confused on some important details. Feeling insecure.
• 10:35-10:50a| Sit outside next class and try to finish paper due by 1:00p
• 11:00-11:50a| Visual Culture class
• noon-12:30p| Get refund check from school. Open. It is $300 less than my account read. Have lunch. Vegan cabbage roll & veggie egg roll … and piece of cheese pizza w/ Wild Cherry Pepsi. Visit our college’s student money people. They tell me I’ve lost part of my MAP Grant. Leave before crying a little.
• 12:35-12:55p| Finish the paper. Hooray! E-mail’d.
• 1:05-1:50| Theatre History I tutorial. Rad prof, respect him madly. Though my excessive notes are “admirable,” I should “lighten up.” He shoots down my shoddy senior thesis topic…which means I have wasted a month. I cry. Awkward. At least he saved it now before I got backed up against a wall further.
• 1:50-2:15| Add color to one of my lady’s Valentine’s Day gifts: the first print I’ve made on a press! …get a significant amount of gold permanent marker on my Calvin Klein jacket. Emphasis: permanent. The print looks better.
• 2:15-3:30| Fuck my last class. Get ready for work.

Now, here’s the point where I repo my life. I consciously decide that when I go to work, I am not allowed to think of anything else except my job, in the moment. I will have a good work day. I will do the best I can. I will have fun. I will be grateful for my job. All I can say is: I was successful. My place of work strives to create a magical environment … I started thinking of things differently. I thought of myself as a hostess and my department as my house … it worked well. 🙂

My day went back to crappy after I left but that doesn’t matter. All I wanted you to know was that you can own your day if you choose; we’re not in a Greek tragedy. …or are we? 😉

-k

today’s repo: social networking

Yesterday I wasted the entire day on Twitter and Facebook. I am incredibly embarrassed to admit that. Yesterday’s freedom was precious and I squandered it when I should have dedicated those HOURS toward a certain 16-page Shakespearian paper that is long overdue so I can move on to my senior thesis…

So, today I shut off my iPhone. I’ve visited FB once and only to check the status of communication I’m having with a speaker I’m arranging for a huge project my Gay/Straight Alliance (GSA) is organizing for April. Perhaps more on that later. I scrolled through Twitter once and I wish I could say it was so I could concentrate on The Advocate’s constant Tweetfeed on the Prop 8 Trial, but that is not the case; I looked for the inane details of my acquaintance’s lives in hopes there was a juicy gem, I suppose. But, my repo was highly successful. I went to class, manned our table at the clubs/organizations fair (which seemed like a bust but I ended up eliminating my other two errands: got free lunch and ran into the person I needed to turn forms into for tomorrow so I didn’t have to walk to the farthest point of campus), and time management was a huge success. I’ve very much enjoyed cleaning my room as a reward/break from studying and writing that paper. Maybe nothing tastes as good as skinny feels to Margaret Cho, but for me: few things taste as good as productivity feels alone…alongside feeling skinny, ideally. 😉

Well, that’s all for now–lest I have to repo my soul from WordPress, too. More updates to come.

Stay light, my handsome and beautiful friends! (…as Eric Alva calls his friends. I met and introduced him when he came to speak at my college; amazing, sweet man.) Until next time,

k8