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11/12/2002 entry: "Hey, look, it's life"

But then she said, "I plead the fifth."

And it was so.

I have to go take pictures in a few minutes, and I don't even know if it's okay with the professor. Whee! I hate doing things like this when the professor doesn't know or doesn't respond. Bah. But I have to. It's work. I don't mind the actual photography, it's the asking and the intruding that bothers me. But I'll run in, run out and then... well, I thought about getting some sleep. I have a meeting with my partner for my Computer Science class at 1pm. Eep. I was supposed to think about design stuff... Hm. Well, then I have to work from 3-5pm. Then I have a meeting with my group for Community Psychology at 6:30pm. Then,.. aww, I'm going to miss Buffy tonight. Maybe I'll ask my parents to tape it for me. Unless I can figure out how to use this VCR.. and find a blank tape.. Hm.

Anyhow, regardless of missing anything, I have a lot of homework to do. I FINALLY understand my Student Composition Project for Music Math and Art. And it's fairly easy, though I should go home to use my keyboard to write it on. I also have to work on my paper for that class, though that should be easy. Dr. Wilders is very lenient when it comes to papers. He gives you a lot of freedom and for me, that makes it easier in some ways. I also have to study for a quiz I believe... Hm. And read my Rules for Radicals book, because the paper/critique for it is due Friday. I'll definitely get it done. Well, if I'm not out all night again... not that being out all night was bad, it really really wasn't. It was fun and nice and lovely. But, homework once again rears its ugly head.

Ugh. I have to finish eating so I can go invade Drawing I. Here we go.