Today was...

One of those weird days where everything goes really well, and you feel OK with yourself...(is this happiness?)...

Not that anything happened in particular, but I had a great day. I'm making friends I guess...

The professor gave me a reading (I actually volunteered) to discuss two weeks from now, that responds to Oscar Lewis atrocious accounts on the culture of poverty, while he did his research in Puerto Rico. So great! I'll get to give my insight on that reading, which I'm really looking forward to.

And then...my roommate gave me a gift!!!OMG, she gave me these Theory Trading Cards (Link here) which are awesome...

My life is turning out for the better...at least for now... Now, on to that Wednesday meeting in D.C.!!!

Academia...

The first thought that comes to mind is: "Fuck...I've been reading all day." Naturally the first reaction comes after that and equally says: "Fuck, I stink." So my Mondays are hell cause I am almost twelve hours in campus, same thing on wednesdays. Thing is that Tuesdays are my days off (apart from weekends), but they don't feel like a day off. I am always reading, or doing something. Like today...
Woke up
...finish a reading on cognitive psychology...done
Update Curriculum Vitae...done
Update Statement...slash that! Couldn't do it.
Make revised draft of Abstract...done
Eat...
Read a paper on Construction of gender roles in puerto rican college students written by my mentor...done
Eat... my family does not love me and didn't prepare food.
Start reading a paper on the subject of Cognitive psychology... in progress
Blogging...currently...DONE!

And I still need to read loads more of papers done by my mentor and for anthropology!

And what's with this always writing about school things? Where did my life went? the drama? the love-life??? "Fuck...*searches for scholarly articles on love*"