What is one of the only reasons I ever sit down and write?

Procrastination, of course.

Last week was the last Spring Break of my university career. That means that the next six weeks are the last six weeks of my university career and boy, do I have a whole lot of work to do. By Friday I must have a senior design report written, slides for said report finished, a at least 7 hour homework assignment done, a project topic chosen and begun, and an exam (which I need to do really well on) studied for. That, of course, does not include the fact that I have to go to class and practice and meetings and know what the heck I am doing on those homework assignments anyway. Looks like not a whole lot of sleep will be gotten my me in the next week.

I have to say that I really would just like to get a job as well, so I do not have to worry about that either. Things are sort of moving on that front, but I will not hear anything back for another couple of weeks. I really wish those weeks would go a little faster, because I really want this job.

So I will continue to sit here and waste time, and not get any sleep later becuase I am wasting time now, but, really, I do not feel like being productive at the moment, as detrimental to my future well-being it might be. A side effect of procrastinating over break as well I suppose.

Oh! look at the time. Time to get ready for practice.

In which I get attacked by nostalgia

Since I seem to be puttering around today and not trying to get any work done (well, not at the moment, at least), I will write one of my seems-to-be-monthly posts.

I am completely in the thrall of a nostalgia attack. Kate, someone I know from Purdue, has just started her study abroad experience in Braunschweig. Since I have been helping her how with some stuff, I have been thrown directly back into memories of Braunschweig. Not that I do not think about it nearly every day, but lately it has been worse, reading Kate describe things that I know so well.

It also brings back to me that this time last year (Super Bowl Sunday) I spent the day at my creepy Paten's house watching the Handball World Cup Championship (which was cool, Germany won) and waiting around until way to early in the morning to watch the Colts kill the Bears.

Also bringing me back a year is that a friend of mine from Germany will be visiting in the next couple of weeks. It is still totally weird to me that a year ago I was just starting to get my bearings in Germany. And here I am now, trying not to let Senior Design, Crew and the rest of my classes take over my life. Oh how I wish the American university system was as laid back as the German one. Well, at least during the semester... things get a little crazy when it comes to the all important exam time. But after spending most of my life in Armstrong (the AAE's new building) this past couple weeks and already feeling like the end of the semester should be near, when, in truth, it is only four weeks in, I would love to be able to go out any night of the week- instead of never going out at all.

Oh well, this is just one last push and then it will be all over. (Hallelujah). I just have to survive the next three months or so, and find a job, and things will be better.

And, with all of this work, I have to make time to find that job. I went onsite to interview a couple weeks ago. I was gone for two days and by the time I got back I was so out of the loop that it took me three days to be brought up to speed. Ridiculous!

I have another interview this week, and I have submitted an application to a couple other programmes. Hopefully something will come of some of them. The application was to a European company, and man, would I totally love to be able to go back to Germany.

Wow. This has to be a record for length of post on this particular blog. Hopefully I will find a little more time to write.... Yeah, I know that I have said that before, but, gimme a break, OK?

4AM as opposed to 3AM

It seems to be time for my once-every-couple-of-months post. It also helps that I woke up at four-fifteen this morning and I do not have class until nine-thirty and it is only the second day of the semester, so I do not yet have much to do. This waking up before five o'clock thing is getting rather tiresome. This is not the first time in the last week (make it more like the third or fourth) but it is the first time that I did not manage to lull myself back to sleep. It is really not helping me get over my exhausting winter holiday. (In case you were ever wondering, cruises are not the most restful form of holiday you can ever take: too much food, not enough sleep, and too many people are just the beginning of it. In spite of that, the Carribean is quite beautiful and the open seas are amazing.)

Here are a few pictures from Antigua. (One of our many ports-of-call.)