boredom would actually be welcome right now...

so, i got back home from waterloo on the 20th... (yes, i've got 12 days of freedom... sweet miserable freedom) ...and since then it seems like i've had each day planned out down to the second. time with family, time with friends, time with the other group of friends, then the other friends. maybe i should stop running in so many different social circles.

on the same note, i gotta tell ya it's the strangest feeling in the world when you have/had a set group of friends who won't hang out together anymore. 3 or 4 won't get along with the one that you're closest with and it makes you feel like finland, being fought over by russia and sweden. in reality, i just wanna be switzerland. sit back and watch everything unfold... but that's not even realistic is it? gah.

so here i am. decisions decisions, and i'm the most indecisive of all. notorious for my passivity, i'm starting to wonder if i even care. i mean fuck it, i get along with everyone, that's just me and always has been.

people suck sometimes. friends included.

new years? hardest thing to figure out. 4 different places to be but only one me. maybe it'd be easier if i just stayed home and pissed off everyone??

more friends = more expectations = more commitments = more disappointments = poopy shit.
(that's the logic i've boiled it down to)

ah well, i'm used to it.

on a not so depressing note, shopping is by far my favourite pastime. i need more student loans before i go broke :) boxing day was delectable. FOREWARNING: new snowboard boots, here i come... maybe the snow will come with me...


i'll end with my fav saying at the moment.
if i were an enzyme i'd be DNA helicase so i could unzip your genes

exams... finals... death... whatever you may call it.

so. it's been scientifically proven that adolescents (or rather, all individuals in the 11-early 20s age bracket) experience optimal functioning in the afternoon (see Goldstein et al, 2006, in addition to a plethora of other studies)....

this being said, it never ceases to amaze me that in an academically oriented environment, where such facts are common knowledge, universities (such as my own *cough* LAURIER) continue to book early morning exams -- eg. 9am.

writing an intellectually taxing exam (such as cognitive neuroscience) at 9am vs. 2pm could literally be the difference between a B and an A. sleep patterns literally have to be altered in order to achieve optimal functioning in the morning -- ie. getting up at 5am so that 9am feels like 2pm.

of course, this is speaking for people like myself (evening-type individuals). but it is also rather commonplace knowledge that the modern school system has been criticized for the exact same reason. as adolescents become older, sleep patterns change, and early school days lead to sleep deficits along with the accompanying cognitive deficits in morning classes.

as university students, we've all dealt with the early morning death.. er... exam... but we all know how it goes -- this is where we encounter our well-known friend the all nighter. it's no use sleeping before a 9am exam. it just makes no sense. a 2 hour nap and a granola bar (or, if you prefer, a red bull) and it's go time.

i still don't get it.

anyway, at least i'm out of this bitch in less than 48 hours. go team.