I'm pulling my shit together this week. I'm guessing this is starting to sound repetitive. I know every time I face this page I think of how I can restore myself back to where I was a few weeks ago. And so I try to build myself up. I try to convince myself that today is a new day and I can study more, be happier, be stronger.

Today I held off writing this post until 5:30, wanting to have earned the right to say that I'm going to do better this week. I've gotten some good studying done. I have a couple more hours to go. I've avoided temptations that could distract me. I've kept a positive frame of mind. I'm convinced so much of this is based on habit, and that by forcing myself ot act the way I want to act I'll be able to find contentment.

I'd love to sit here and finesse this until it sounds really deep and meaningful and everyone can feel good about what a well-adjusted person I am. But I have to get back to studying for this quiz. And then I have to take the quiz and study for tomorrow's lecture.

I had tour-guide training today. It's a nice group. They broke us up into subgroups of four students and assigned us one day a week to lead a tour. I seriously love the other three students I'll be working with, so that was good. There's only one guy who's a tour guide who could be categorized as a bit of a... tool. He was assigned Wednesdays but said he couldn't give tours on that day because of soccer practice. The coordinator asked "Is soccer practice between twelve and two?" "No. It's at five. It just seems like a lot to do in a day." Oh boy.