Epic Weekend.

So, this weekend was incredibly Epic, mostly Epic fail. Let me recount it to you in backwards order as tonight's failure was the most Epic and clearest in my mind.

First of all, I thought that this week was actually next week and therefore thought that I had an additional paper and project due in the next three days on top of my paper and exam on Tuesday. I appropriately freaked out and tried to figure out how I was going to stay awake for seventy-two hours in order to complete all of the work I needed to finish. I felt like such a fool when I realized my temporal error.

However, thinking that it was next week already caused me to check my DARS audit to see where I was towards graduation just to double-check and make sure that I was on track. I found out that I am definitely not on track like I thought I was an actually screwed up really bad by taking a philosophy 300 course instead of a Literature 300 course this semester. So in order to graduate on time, I have to take eighteen hours next semester instead of the expected twelve. However, I was able to plan out my schedule so that since I will be able to register before most people, I will get the classes I want (including a Sci-Fi lit class and a Fantasy Lit class) which I planned to have all lumped together, so I may actually end up with more free time than I ever did even taking twelve hours of classes. To make it all work though, I'm going to have to get permission to do CW 455, independent study. Pro: means I might actually be published by the time I graduate. Con: It will take a LOT of work.

I didn't get invited to the shindig at Narnia House this Saturday. I actually wasn't expecting to since Katie was down and I also still don't feel quite integrated into the group yet, but it was still kind of disappointing. Sarah constantly complains on how she misses out on everything, but I don't think she realizes just how much she doesn't miss out on. She should look at things from my point of view just to be able to see what she is a part of that I seemingly can't be.

Don't take my subtle frustration as a lamentation however. Although I feel very left out of the loop, the Carpé Noctem social group is not my everything. I would have liked it to be a bigger part of my life than it is, but c'est la vie. Instead, it seems as though I am creating a social group of my own of people who are more like-minded to me.

Which brings me to the point of my weekend that was Epic Win. Since I didn't get invited to either of the parties that were happening on Saturday, I hung out at Game Night with the usuals. I ended up talking to Matt quite a bit and after Game Night let out, we went over to his place and talked some more. In fact, we talked until about three in the morning until the point where I could feel my body physically shutting down and I stumbled to the bus to take me home.

It was a really good night and I feel really accomplished. Matt is an amazing person who I wish that I had met much earlier in my collegiate career because I feel like we share so many of the same references at least somewhat. I'm still nowhere near as nerdy as him (or nerdy in the standard way, I should say), but we're both technophiles and mediaphiles which goes a long way. I really think I've made a high quality friend in him, one that I can trust not to ditch me on the side of the curb like I'm so used to from people up here.

Friday night started my weekend of Fail. The tabletop game went really well (extraordinarily so, even) and got done right on time. However, it took us a little while to get going and got caught by a train, so we missed out on the laser light show outing with the rest of the group. Then I was all set to got to the gothabilly show at the Cowboy Monkey, but due to a miscommunication with Lynley (that I won't go into right now) and the 70W Grey not running late on Friday nights, I ended up staying home and going to bed early and pissed off.

Looking back, I guess my weekend really wasn't all that bad. It was incredibly disappointing, but shit happens. The only thing that frustrates me is my schedule for next year, but even that doesn't bother me terribly. It'll be a lot of work, but I might as well leave school with a bang. I'll just have to condition myself so that I actually do work. Guess I better start now.