Ok, I should be in stats class. But Im not. I never use my notes when I do homework anyway. I use the book.

Midterm week is coming up. I could have sworn I just started school.

In light of that, I tried to give myself a semi-relaxing weekend. I wanted to do something that required being outside since the temperature is going down, so I proposed we go to Mystic Seaport.

Mystic is a cute, New England shoreline town. Mystic Seaport has all the old boats and you can go through them. The area has all these historical artifacts, they have an old schoolhouse, a tavern, old houses, and in some of these places they re-enact how life was conducted back then. We went into the little church, and there was a tape of a sermon going on. We were the only people in the church, so I gave him a little kiss. Then I had to celebrate. I kissed a boy in a church! In the middle of a sermon!! I'm so bad...heh heh.

Afterwards we went to Mystic Pizza, where the movie Mystic Pizza was filmed. Pizza was yum. Then we went for ice cream by the drawbridge. We walked around and talked for a bit. While we were talking, I realized why I'm happy with him. We're not just dating, we have a friendship too. That's made all the difference.

As we were walking back to the car, we saw the drawbridge go up, and the boat go through. I've never seen one before, so it was fun.

Then on Sunday, I went to my best friends sister's wedding. My first Muslim wedding. It was lots of fun. The only part I felt bad about is that I had met one of sister's friends at a pre-wedding dinner (actually, sister's hubby converted to Islam in August, and there was a dinner for that). He came up to me and said, "Hi Dr.P! I saw you when you came in and wanted to say hi!" Too bad I couldnt say hello back, because I completely blanked on his name. I tried all these tactics to make him say his name, but he didnt comply. Finally my best friend walked over to say hi, and I stood next to her and slyly asked her.

Today I woke up cranky. Im mad at school. Thats such a whiny thing to say. Its just tough. I have the ability to do well in school with a LOT of hard work. I dont have that natural ability. So I'm getting frustrated since Im doing all the work (and then some), but not getting the grades I want. I hate writing assigments since they are subjective. I hate math assignments because I suck at them. Im mad that Im not motivated to go to class today. That should be motivation in itself. People say that it doesnt matter since we dont get letter grades, just a Fail, Pass, High Pass and Honors. I want the satisfaction of knowing that I know what Im doing.

Of oourse I've joined a journal club, advertising at an auction to benefit homeless shelters, and a group dance performance. I work 2 days a week, and I've squeezed in doctors appointments. I suppose slowing down is an option. I didnt have all these choices when I was in school in India, so I want to take them while I can.

I feel a bit better now. My vitamin must be kicking in. I think I can make it to and through my next class.