In the vein of Floovie and Karla's profiles, some notes and improvements for next quarter. Because I am anticipating its sweet relaxation that much already.

Work somewhere other than my room, without the ethernet cable plugged in. I'm sure you can figure out why.

Have unmandated fun: bike trip to Napa, hammock time, running the Dish, biking to the beach, Scrabble, midnight Branner frisbee... generally interacting with human beings in fashions that exclude my whining about how much frickin' work I have or how little frickin' sleep I've gotten. I feel like I'm an extremely dull person to interact with this week cause all I can do is mumble absent-mindedly as I stress out about ME and CS.

Know what the hell's going on—and not just in my own life. Today I had trouble recognizing the name of Daniel Pearl when I opened an email about a memorial service for him. He went to Stanford, for goodness' sake, and his name has only been plastered on about 47 different surfaces around campus. Since I've been here, I've become horribly unaware of the state of affairs on the local, regional, national, and international levels. I should start reading the newspaper—as it's delivered to Branner every morning in print form— before classes. I miss doing that.

As I got back from my ME project at 4am yesterday, I stopped by Molly's room to leave her a note (she was getting back from Hawaii in the morning) and talked to her roommate Lindsay who was approaching voting as a large-scale project requiring research and carefully weighed decisions—and it is. I wish more people, regardless of their political leanings, did that.

Be more committed to ultimate. I really love practice, but haven't made it out there as often as I've liked this quarter. The game and the girls are both great, and I'd like to be a much better player than I am now. And not be pressured into dropping the disc as I straddle the line on a game point. Argh.

Actually learn and memorize my USingers music well enough ahead of time to make a difference in the erratic alto section.

Avoid, like the plague, taking ME101, CS106B, and OEP as three of five classes. It sucked. I love them all, but it's not possible to do all of that at once to the expectations that I want to set for myself. Although I don't regret doing it this quarter because it was the only chance I would have had to , I'm feeling really, really drained.

Perhaps it's exponentiated by the fact that, unlike during high school, I can't actually leave school and its worries behind—I mean, I live here in a sprawling dorm of 170 or so other similarly stressed freshmen, which doesn't help the situation at all. The homogeneity of this all-frosh dorm has its plusses and minusses, and, right now, it's kind of a minus. I miss being in control of my mealtimes. I miss living in a place with more rooms than people, more unused stuff than not, more food in the fridge than I can eat in a day.