The past two weeks have been so damn stressful. I hate midterm exams and papers more than I hate finals. Since we're caught up in so much else going on at the same time, it makes me nervous that I don't put enough time and effort into studying, even though I am the kind of person who freaks out and spends hours for the few days before a test indulging myself in everything as much as possible.
Plus I'm a horrible test taker, and it's only gotten drastically worse since I've been in college. In high school, I feel like tests are pretty straightforward and teachers tell you specifically what information they want regurgitated back to them. There are no study guides or extra help review sessions in college, and my anxiety reaches levels where I am physically shaking and want to throw up before I have to go and sit down to take a test. Maybe it's the increased pressure because tests count for so much more here, but I don't know. It's just really not a good thing and I have absolutely no idea what to do about it.
BUT HAPPY THINGS!!
• I've been preparing for studying abroad next semester. I got my passport in the mail on Thursday and I'm currently in the process of applying for a student visa. Oh, and I submitted my application for an internal transfer into the Communications program in Steinhardt.
• I started writing my first novel!! I've been advised by people close to me not to publicly give out too much detail, but I will say it's about a grad student/professor love affair. It's a little frustrating because it's happening so slowly, but I'm so excited about it and so is everyone else.
• My friends and I finally decided what we're dressing up as (Pokemon characters...) / what we're doing on Halloween.... and I'm going to my first ever rave. It's in Brooklyn (errr...) but hey, shit looks sweet.
Last night, the roomies, best friend, and best friend's suitemate went to dinner at this little Middle Eastern restaurant called Zerza in the East Village. The only downside was that when we left, it was torrentially pouring, so we were all cold and wet when we got to the restaurant. But it was such a blast! The food and drinks were all delicious, and they had this chocolate soufflé covered in ice cream for dessert. OM NOM NOM. But the best part was that they had a bellydancer come afterward and we decided to stay to watch her dance. And, inevitably, get dragged into doing it ourselves. Enjoy the following embarrassment:
In next blog post, ridic pictures of me dressed as Jessie of Team Rocket to be expected.
