Many times this week I've already felt the heavy presence of stress, but when I sit down and get through a page of notes, a chapter through a book, or cross-out a homework assignment finished early, I feel in control again. This RA bit is taking up a lot more time than I ever could have predicted. I keep hoping things will calm down but am beginning to realize that most likely they won't. After all, it's not just sitting at the desk and making rounds, it's planning events and coordinating programs and a hundred little things that just eat up my time. So far my classes have all been pretty cool. I have all male instructors, which I find to be a bit unusual. And of all the thousands of classrooms on campus, I have a class in the exact same room as my film class first semester freshmen year. Tonight I finished a cutesy monologue for my fiction class. The monologue follows the thoughts of a girl on her second date with a bit of a geeky guy who she ends up liking in the end. I like it because her thoughts keep getting interrupted by his flirtatious advances. It needs work still, and perhaps I'll do a bit more editing tomorrow before class. French, to my pleasant surprise, hasn't been too difficult thus far. I mean, I'm understanding it easily and I like the professors way of teaching. He posts the notes online so I can have something visually in front of me while he lectures and I can actually pay attention to what he is saying, rather than trying to frantically copy notes on an overhead. My last French teacher did that and it was so hard to understand the lessons. I think until I get set at the school radio station and possibly channel 2 as well, I will continue to be nervous about my involvement on campus. I help CV set up the intramural softball team (of course I'm going to play!), so that's at least a social event for me, rather than locking myself away in my room with my studies. I guess I'm just really concerned about my time. I'm always busy and I just want to make sure I'm busy doing the right things. My mom's had a pretty awful week, which makes me really sad to hear. She's losing one of her best employees, a really important business meeting, and she also got into a minor car accident in a parking lot the other day so now her car's banged up. The ironic part of the accident is, of all the shopping she's been doing for the house and everything, this shopping trip was specifically for grandma. And she gets in an accident. What's the message here? Anyway, I hope she has a better day tomorrow and that come Friday, she has a brighter week. Kristofer is doing well, also a bit stressed out. Apparently he has loads of homework already, so I expect I'll be returning to my room most days to find him asleep here. Which I don't mind. Well, I suppose that's all the news for now. Of course, news is always happening but I don't think time cares too much about all the details of my life. Anyway, salut. Carrie