British Finals. What?

It's Monday night, I'm taking an hour break between a day of half hearted studying and my first attempt at playing baseball in over a month. Tomorrow sees a two final assault, with American History in the morning followed by Islam in the afternoon. American History I feel is going to get a healthy dose of post Civil War domination. Islam, well I'm sure the 6 of us in the class can think of something. Thursday sees the last challenge in the form of early modern European history. That will take some clever finagling, but it'll go well too I think. Overall, fairly confident in approaching finals. My productivity has increased slightly as of late due to the fact that I completely caught up with the new season of 24. So now, all I have to do is download the latest episodes on Tuesday mornings. With that feat behind me, and finals done in 72 hours, other, more important things can start to take precedence in the Luther College flat. Such as Friday's 14 hour Star Wars marathon, being hosted in the living room. Although this event has been planned for well over a week, a recent discussion with Brandon at Starbucks has reinforced my idea that too many people don't do things just for the sake of doing them. Everything needs a purpose. Screw that. 14 hours of Star Wars is purpose enough for anything, especially in celebration of the end of finals.

Mark and Carol are currently away from Nottingham on some sort of scouting thing, and I am okay with that. Although discontent with the directors has been a theme, I am going through a particularly intense period of agitation right now. Reason being, in their infinate wisdom, they've decided to plan a 2 day trip to the Yorkshire moors on the exact day of my winter orchestra concert. Thus, I cannot participate in orchestra until the middle/end of February. I find this incredibly distressing. In fact, it pisses me off. I clearly made them aware of this many times, and they still chose to disregard it. I find it to be incredibly disrespectful towards myself, especially since one of their stated goals for the spring was to let us "become more immersed in university activities." In general, it's just like, "Are you for real? What is your problem?" There is a general feeling among a couple of us non-English majors that there is a particular emphasis on literature as the preeminent way of experiencing the human condition at the cost of completely ignoring other avenues (music, art, etc, etc, etc). Like academic war is being waged upon us who aren't naturally inclined towards the literary arts. I feel as if this incident only justifies this. Man I'm angry.

In closing, I think it's interesting to point out that this very second, I have friends in Vienna, Hong Kong, Tanzania, and the U.S. 4 continents. Stuff like that really gets you thinking about the wonders of modern technology. Not only that, but the incredible opportunities that we are afforded nowadays. Anyways, I have baseball in an hour. It's been a month. Hopefully it won't go too bad...