to keep my mind sane, i like to make lists and schedules in my wonderful list and schedule notebook. it has a picture of The Little Prince on the cover. every weekend, i take pride into filling up each box for each day of the upcoming week, marvel at how much i have to do, admire my lists inked in by my .5 pen, and then sigh with depression and panic on how i'm going to survive the week. and every week never turns out to be as ghastly as i fear it to be.
but the next three weeks look fairly empty. there are lots of big due dates spaced out, so there isn't as much filled out in my boxes. how deceiving! the less i write down, the busier i am...
what bothers me most is that cramming my calendar leaves no room for creativity, lately. i've neglected my mini art projects this semester. i've neglected making music. i've been sadly limited to cleaning my room and making neat stacks of paper and notecards as my mode of creativity.
going with the theme of lists, i present the final list of things that stand between me and my winter break. this is why i won't be writing an entry until christmas time.
a syntactic analysis of Zulu (20~25 pg paper + presentation)
a phonetic analysis of Pinyin Mandarin Chinese (10~15 pg paper + presentation)
final 15 pg report on the integration of North Korean refugees in South Korea
a 15 pg public policy analysis on Philadelphia's abysmal high school dropout rate
please share in my disgust.
