Don't accuse where you don't know

I did have something else that I wanted to write about today, but an occurance from this afternoon has completely forshadowed it and driven it out of my mind.

One of my classmates approached me around noon today and offered to pay me to write a paper for him that was due in a few hours. I refused, and when he kept pushing the subject, I finally told him that I do not cheat.

From there he begins to cross examine me, accusing me of having cheated in the past. I can tell you right now that I never have. Even if I didn't get caught for it, it would still be on my conscious, and I hate going on guilt trips from my conscious. So I do my best to go on as few as possible.

After I said that I don't cheat, he begins to call me a liar, proclaiming that everybody cheats, and there are no exceptions to that rule, which is a load of bull shit. (Forgive the language, but it really upsets me.)

To my great surprise and gratitude, nearly the entire class stood up to defend me, if not to directly defend me, to at least make him back off. But he continued to keep to the subject until I found that a better response to his claims was not to respond at all. The upside to the whole situation was that I got a lot of good studying done for my exam tomorrow.

The thing is, I do not appreciate having my integrity called into question by people who do not know me at all. And this guy couldn't even remember my name. There are a few people who know everything about me, and maybe one or two of them actually reside on this campus, and they are all girls. I'm pretty sure I was being attacked by a guy today who I had never met till this semester, and have spoken to maybe five times.

It really hits a nerve in me when people do things like that because of what I and many of my friends have experienced in the past. But I have moved past the point where I will let peole say things like that and get away without some kind of response on my end. I am not a door mat anymore, and I am sick and tired of having people think that I am.

What just happened?

I wish I could answer my own question, but I can't. This past weekend, I had a really long list of things that I wanted to get done so I wouldn't have to do them this week.

I have been trying to get ahead so that I wouldn't have to do anything over Thanksgiving break, and I had been doing pretty well up till last weekend. I know some of you have been yelling at me about that and calling me an over-achiever, but I none of that stopped me before.

And then this weekend got here, and I was so close to not having to do anything at all this week, and then I hit some kind of wall. I have no idea what happened!

I went to the plays on Friday night, left them crying my eyes out, and then spent the entire of Saturday watching tv and crying! Rather than doing what I had written down on my to do list. I left the dorm four times in two days!

I have absolutely no idea what happened this past weekend, but now I am paying for it by having to do everything during a week when I really don't want to do anything but wish I were home.

Now I have three papers due before Friday, and an exam on Friday that I have been unable to study for. I need break to get here, before all of this is due!

I can only hope that this weekend is going to go really fast so I can get home. But I still really wish that someone could tell me what the hell happened this weekend.

Well, it's done

As the title suggests, yes, I have my schedule for next semester, and there is good news and bad news. The good news is, I got everything I signed up for, which is extremely rare. The bad news is, I got everything I signed up for.

I took one look at my schedule and something inside of me died. Don't get me wrong, all of this was my idea, and I knew it would have to come to that to be able to go to Wales. But part of me wanted someone to stop me.

Oh well, I'll just have to move on now and get it over with. At least I'll be able to go to Wales without too many worries. And there is no way in hell that I am not going to Wales after this. If I am going to break my back with this schedule, I am definately going to get something out of it.

Is this a good idea, or a really stupid one?

Okay, since I am about twenty minutes away from registering for classes, and there is no chance of getting a different schedule approved now, I am going to express my fears about what I am about to do.

To start off, let me explain how I have come to this point. Next year, I am planning to study abroad second semester in Wales. Now I have no regrets about that, but Wales does not have the core program, and I still have four cores to go in the second semester before I can graduate. So I have to find something to do to get all my core requirements out of the way.

Now we get to what I am worried about. To make sure all of my requirements are taken care of, I am going to take three core classes this upcoming semester. That means that I will be going to one of three different lectures everyday of the week. All I can say at this point is that next semester is going to be HELL! But I don't want to take any summer classes, and there is no way I am going to double up with core 10.

So even though I am going to go through with it, my question is: is this really a smart move considering my goals? Or is this the dumbest idea that has ever been imagined by a student at this college?

Writing!

So I finally have this to show all of you. Feel free to leave any criticism you want. I know it may be difficult to grasp what it is saying because there is no summery of the story, but please look at it as an independent piece of writing.

This piece is a scene from Patria, right before the barricade. Enjoy, and please forgive me, I know it's sappy.


She could not call him back, she would not. To call him back would be to break her promise, and that was unacceptable. But she heard his name escape her lips, and for a moment he stopped. But to her relief and heartbreak, he soon began to walk away again.

She sank back into her chair, still clutching his ring. For a moment, she stared at the floor, but no tears blurred her vision. For the first time in her life Patria could think only of herself, and she wondered why the world had not stopped because of this.

But the world stops for no one, and the people within it have their own problems. So the world can be forgiven for not caring that two people were about to die to uphold an ideal that had lost the iron grip that it once held them in.



What do you think? I know it still needs work. Have a good night.

Halloween

Hello everyone! I know that Halloween was yesterday, but there would have been no way for me to write anything on it before hand, because my Halloween didn't start till about 8:00 last night.

It's been awhile since I've had that much fun. I actually haven't done anything for Halloween since I was in fifth grade. After that, I stayed home and passed out candy, for some reason thinking that going trick or treating was beneath me. It's funny that I should suddenly take an interest in dressing up again.

I didn't actually go trick or treating, but I went to a great party where there was plenty of candy, lots of apple cider, and hot chocolate. Everything was wonderful, and I wasn't afraid to have my picture taken, which is something that never happens.

Now I have something for you. I won't post it right now, but in a few hours, I will post the piece of writing that I promised you. I finally got a response back from AuthoressTams, and the piece is ready to go. So I will see you all again in a few hours.

Apology

I owe eveyone an apology, because I said that I would try to get some of my writing up on the blog this week. I'm afraid that is not going to be possible. The piece that I was working on is still not ready to be posted.

There are several reasons for this: one is that I have been rather busy, so I have not had any time to actually work out the kinks in the passage. A second is that my muse keeps coming and going, so my inspiration is sporadic, and the times of its arrival are very annoying. Third, I have developed about four different endings for the scene that I am working on, and I can not figure out which one sounds best. And fourth, which has a bit of good news in it, I actually got inspiration for a scene in my murder mystery yesterday, so that free time I had was spent working that one out.

So, like I said, I know I told you I would get some writing up this week, but I can't, so I promise to put something up next week.