Week

So I dropped a class this week. I seem to have been saying this to people a lot, and it isn't really that big of a deal, but it kinda is knowing the me of two years ago. Actually, I dropped a class last semester also, but that seemed reasonable then cause CS150 was taking over my life. This time, it actually seemed like I could have pulled 19 units off again. My schedule isn't even that time-filled compared to... well, see Connie's blog. :P

But I dunno. I guess I've been learning more this past year about getting my priorities straight. I feel like I've mentioned this before, but my priorities have been out of whack in the past. There was a time where all I cared about was checking things off on my entertainment to-do list. That wasn't even that long ago.

I really value having time. To be able to talk to people. To just sit there. I'm not really the most efficient at spending time getting things done, but I like just being able to stop for a second and not do anything. But this past week was just a huge mess of school, homework, projects, more projects, career fair, school, interview, IV, rinse and repeat. I didn't even have enough time to study anything; I just had enough to get work done. (except for the couple of hours I spent at the library looking at grad schools. wait does that count as wasting time?)

The decision actually just came out of the blue, since the day I decided to drop I hadn't even thought about it before. But it just felt right this time. It's a weird feeling because I haven't felt this sure about a decision for a while now. But in light of what I'd like to prioritize this semester... yeah.

Of course, this happened just in time for me to get sick for the first time this year. The sickness cycle is starting again. :/