Unlike my childhood hero, Garfield the cat, I love Mondays. Or at least most Mondays. This Monday was a good Monday. Classes were interesting, food at the dining halls was good, I've finally gotten rid of my cough, and I found out how to (possibly illegally) get my old GameBoy games onto my computer. Not that I really have time to play them right now, but I certainly look forward to having some free time. Whenever that may be.
A few things have happened in my life recently. First, I joined a fantasy baseball league. It's just an in-dorm league so we're pretty casual about it, but it forces me to follow baseball like I haven't for many years. I remember when I would open every morning with the daily Garfield and a scan of the baseball box scores. Those were the good old days: I was far too young to worry about the world and was able to just sit around the house listening to the radio and reading. Now I go to the internet for my daily source of news thanks to resources like Reddit and Google Reader. More and more often I find myself looking back at my days regretting not being more productive.
I only have to look back about 12 months to see myself as the hyper-productive person that I wish I could be now. With Constitution Team finishing up its preparations for nationals and baseball in full swing (not to mention preparations for AP tests and the end of high school) I was busy somewhere between 15 and 18 hours a day. Somehow I managed the sleep and still have time to plow through every Mystery Science Theater ever made in about 5 months, though I fully admit to a large crash in the summer. Even more amazing was that this wasn't my busiest time of the year; it's just the most recent example.
Though I've recovered from my polyphasic experiment and look forward to attempting it again soon, I am having issues sleeping. It seems my body just doesn't want to sleep the correct amount: I either sleep too little and feel miserable all day or sleep far too much and am restless all day. Today was a good day in part because I slept just the right amount.
And as a result, I am a very happy Monday student! The baseball team also did well this weekend down in St. Louis, which means that we theoretically have a shot at the postseason now (however slim those chances may be). Next week will be difficult with a calculus midterm on Monday, and humanities paper due Wednesday, and a physics midterm on Friday. But the week after is the great University of Chicago Scavenger Hunt, and that's enough to bring up anyone's spirits.
Monday, April 23, 2012
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I don't really know what to say here. It's been a long time since my last update and this update will not be particularly long. Baseball eats away my free time like no other. It's a lot of fun to be at the games, but sometimes it's just too much to do anything else. Still, the fun outweighs everything else, and soon the traveling team will be taking off and I will have free days. Not sure if I'm looking forward to that or not. The team has done pretty well so far, but defense has been something of an issue for us. In that way games proceed very similarly to the way that they did in high school. Except that in high school I was good enough to get on the field.
My sleep, despite my busy schedule, has skyrocketed. I'm getting a full 7-8 hours of sleep every night. Honestly I don't know how to feel about that. I would love to sleep less, but with my slight temperature all of last week and baseball I try to max out my sleep. However, I am on an early riser program, which for me means that I get up at 6:28 AM whenever I can. Reason for that time? Well, 6 is the first perfect number and 28 is the next. What better way to start the day than perfectly? What is unfortunate is that the dining hall is not open that early, so I don't have as much motivation to get up as I would like. I like the schedule, though, as it keeps me on top of my work (what else am I going to do that early?).
Speaking of work, I'm not sure what to think of it. There's as much of it as I want there to be, I guess. Which is a fair bit, but I leave time to work on learning Python. It's going fairly well, but not as well as I would like. The hope is to take some computer science classes next year, and I want some programming background for that (and other things, but that's my short-term rationale).
And in weird people news, I turned 1 kiloweek old yesterday. 7 kilodays. 70 hectadays. 700 dekadays. 7000 days. 1000 weeks. And I still got it.
My sleep, despite my busy schedule, has skyrocketed. I'm getting a full 7-8 hours of sleep every night. Honestly I don't know how to feel about that. I would love to sleep less, but with my slight temperature all of last week and baseball I try to max out my sleep. However, I am on an early riser program, which for me means that I get up at 6:28 AM whenever I can. Reason for that time? Well, 6 is the first perfect number and 28 is the next. What better way to start the day than perfectly? What is unfortunate is that the dining hall is not open that early, so I don't have as much motivation to get up as I would like. I like the schedule, though, as it keeps me on top of my work (what else am I going to do that early?).
Speaking of work, I'm not sure what to think of it. There's as much of it as I want there to be, I guess. Which is a fair bit, but I leave time to work on learning Python. It's going fairly well, but not as well as I would like. The hope is to take some computer science classes next year, and I want some programming background for that (and other things, but that's my short-term rationale).
And in weird people news, I turned 1 kiloweek old yesterday. 7 kilodays. 70 hectadays. 700 dekadays. 7000 days. 1000 weeks. And I still got it.
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