1.) If you were in a band (you know, a successful one…), and you HAD to remake an old song, what band/song would you choose and why? Old old? Uh, I like Peter Gabriel’s “In Your Eyes”. It’s a tad on the cheesy side, but I can never resist singing along when it comes on the radio. And I can’t thing any “old” female-singer songs right now.
2.) If you were a Make-a-Wish child, what would you wish for (and why)? I have no idea. Literally, nothing.
3.) If you had the chance to learn when you were going to die, would you take it? Would you tell anyone if you knew (either your date of death or theirs)? No and no. It keeps you on your toes, knowing that “tomorrow is not promised to you.” Some people think living each day to the fullest means taking chances and being wild. I think it just means being content. Finding peace in each day.
4.) If you couldn’t die until you helped someone, would you rather live forever selfishly or die earlier? If “earlier” means “after an ordinary life”, then yes.
5.) If there’s any goal you haven’t accomplished yet, what is it and what is stopping you? I always meant to publish a book. Life is stopping me. Specifically, school and lack of “inspiration”. “Image” was inspired, and it turned out well, though I think it needs another edit. I might submit it to the lit magazine; I don’t know.
Last week in the Life of Lindsay:
Weekend: I went home Friday afternoon, so my weekend had lots of studying and quiet. And slow internet, and no good food. Part of the reason I go home is to get some good food, and no one cooked. My mom promised me beef stew next trip home, though.
Monday: Our stolen holiday. It’s so weird that we don’t even close for most federal holidays. The women’s studies reading this week was on health, so our TA’s had fun discussing sexual health. I was amazed people didn’t know what a dental dam was. Maybe that’s just because I believe in being incredibly informed, even if the information never gets put to practical use.
Tuesday: The longest day of my week. I barely finished the lit reading, but at least I wasn’t lost like last week. We got into groups to help quiet people speak up during discussion. The other three people in my group were upperclassmen; one was actually a graduate returning to study English education, like me, only not. Buffy class was fine. I didn’t say anything in discussion, though. Must speak up. Astro lab was long. I got home at 10, but only because one of the guys that drive gave me, Seabastian, and Dustin a ride back to campus. Yay for random acts of kindness.
Wednesday: I was glad I managed to do the anthology reading for my workshop, because she gave us a pop quiz. Had I not read it near midnight, just before I started dozing off over my books and quit studying, I would have done a bit better. I think I did okay, though, and I contributed to discussion and volunteered to read and everything. Women’s studies lecture was long and rambly, as usual. She passed around Our Bodies, Ourselves — interesting book, if a bit graphic. I get so tired of that lecture. Two hours straight without a focus gets tiring, but it was the only way WMST would fit into my schedule, I need it for my second SB, and it’s fairly interesting, so I can deal. I went to Sign Language Club after two missed weeks (church and studying). I forget that so many of the members know, like, conversational ASL. I have so much trouble, but it’s my one activity and I’m sticking with it. I might even take Crazy Mike along next time. Later, some of the guys were being loud in the study lounge. I actually had to move to the regular lounge for quiet study.
Yesterday: Snow day. I didn’t even expect it to actually snow. It’s been “supposed to snow” since last weekend. I got up, showered, and went back to sleep for a few hours. Then I read a week’s worth of Diamondbacks in the lounge, went to eat with Sara, spent some time online, got a sandwich from the Diner (Saturday hours for inclement weather), and spent more time online. I watched ER with Alex in her and Mykella’s room, then came back and went to bed. My eyes were killing me from all the reading. It was nice to not have to study all day, though.
I haven’t done much today. I got up, got breakfast, went to Astro lecture, and came back. I’ve been sitting at the computer since then. I have work to do, and a presentation and paper — a critical paper on poetry! — for Monday, but I’m being lazy. Carrying over from yesterday. Ugh, looks like another shut-in weekend for Lindsay.